The Same... Salted Fish...
When Jiang Lin woke up, he had never felt so refreshed.
Jiang Lin was especially pleased to see the three Martial Luck Ball in his room, each a cubic meter in diameter, which he had created himself.
Just yesterday, Jiang Lin finally broke through to the Grass Root Realm, once again attracting a sky full of martial luck.
This time, Jiang Lin didn't foolishly let Wu Yun go.
As for those who reach the pinnacle of the Martial Warrior Realm and shatter this boundless martial fortune, choosing instead to "rely on their own fists and feet, not on fate"...
Jiang Lin would never do that.
Why shouldn't I accept the martial arts luck that my charm has attracted? Isn't it appealing...?
Listening to the clear birdsong in the courtyard, Jiang Lin finally felt relieved enough to wash up, no longer needing to be tormented by Madam Chen.
Jiang Lin had originally planned to practice the Fist Posture a few more times, but after thinking about it, he decided to take a day off. He took out an armchair from his Storage Bag and then lay down comfortably.
This is exactly like you when you're planning to study for an exam but want to play games for a while first~~~
Hopefully nothing else will happen.
Jiang Lin lay comfortably in his armchair, basking in the early morning sun.
Thinking about how I've been in seclusion and undergoing tribulations these past few days, and then yesterday's breakthrough, and how I was even unconscious for two whole months...
Jiang Lin suddenly felt that he hadn't done much in the three or four months he had been back at the Sun Moon Sect... but it also felt like he had done a lot.
Thinking about setting off for the Sect Martial Arts Competition tomorrow, Jiang Lin felt a little excited, but mostly he didn't really want to go.
Isn't it good to be at the Sun Moon Sect? There's food and drink, and you can even support yourself by selling undergarments.
Niannian is so cute, and her master always acts spoiled towards her.
Isn't a sweet and indulgent life uncomfortable?
yes...
With a master and Niannian, and no worries about food or drink, isn't that a wonderful life?
It's not just fragrant, it's absolutely amazing!
So here's the question...
Why should I go to the Sect Martial Arts Competition and fight those guys to the death? I've already met my performance targets...
For a moment, Jiang Lin felt even more listless...
Close your eyes...
Jiang Lin had a bold idea: why not just not go himself?
However, Jiang Lin had to abandon this idea soon after.
I have no choice but to go; I not only promised Jiji Bo and the others, but my senior sister will also be going.
Besides, so many sects have proposed marriage to my senior sister, I'm worried about that...
What if someone shines in this Sect Grand Tournament, and Senior Sister accidentally falls for someone else?
Although this possibility is very small, because in my heart, my senior sister is only focused on cultivation and doesn't care about matters between men and women at all.
But what if!
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin sat up from his armchair.
No! This is too dangerous. I still need to participate in the Sect Grand Tournament.
And I really do need money.
After all, Master's Flying Sword Frost needs a new Sword Body, but Master hasn't told me yet, which requires money.
The house where First Snow is currently living (the Sword Body) can only last for five more years at most. Although First Snow said that there is Sword Body in the Extremely Cold Continent, judging from First Snow's tone, it seems that the cause and effect are very significant.
Jiang Lin felt that he absolutely could not seek out First Snow's Sword Body before he was strong enough, so he also needed money to temporarily forge a temporary Sword Body for First Snow.
Niannian, the seal will be broken within a hundred years...
If I don't have enough strength, Niannian will probably criticize me to death...
Now that you mention it...
Even if I wanted to retire, I couldn't afford to...
Jiang Lin sighed softly, feeling somewhat melancholy...
If only I could live off a woman...
"Daddy~~~"
Just as Jiang Lin was dreaming about whether some powerful female sect leader would take care of him, Niannian sweet, soft voice came from the courtyard gate.
Just as Jiang Lin was about to sit up, Niannian launched a flying dragon attack right at his face.
He would Niannian off his face with a "snap" like a suction cup and hold her in his arms, rubbing Niannian bald head as a daily routine.
Niannian gently rubbed against her chest with her little dragon horns, her two crescent-shaped eyes beaming with joy, her little tail swaying back and forth in her arms.
Seeing Niannian's happy and adorable appearance, Jiang Lin felt his heart melt instantly.
There's even this terrifying thought that being swatted to death by such an adorable Niannian would be a kind of blissful happiness...
Of course, it's just a thought. I haven't even achieved enlightenment (built a harem) yet, so how could I possibly be willing to die?
"Madam Chen."
Madam Chen also came in, and Jiang Lin quickly got up and threw the fan Picture Album he had bought but hadn't read yet onto the armchair behind him.
"Young Master Jiang is certainly enjoying himself."
Glancing at the fan Picture Album peeking out from behind Jiang Lin, and the fruit platters around him, Mother Chen smiled and said.
"Thank goodness."
Jiang Lin blushed.
"Little Jia her..."
"Little Jia Young Master Jiang, don't worry. Xiaojia is just exhausted and is fine, but she'll need to sleep for a few more days."
"I see. Please convey my thanks to Little Jia for me, Madam Chen."
Jiang Lin quickly put everything into his Storage Bag and took out two small Storage Bag.
"Young Master Jiang, what brings you here?"
"Inside are some Opportunity I obtained in the Secret Realm. Although the items aren't the best, they are a small token of my gratitude. I hope Madam Chen and Little Jia won't find them too stingy."
In fact, Jiang Lin also wanted to give one of the three Martial Luck Ball to the Chen Manor.
But upon closer reflection, if Chen Jia desired martial fortune, wouldn't it be as simple as a thought, and the martial fortune of the entire Vast and Righteous World would come to him?
"Then I will thank Little Jia Jiang on behalf of Young Master Jiang."
Madam Chen took the two small Storage Bag and looked at the young man.
Although he was unreliable, he was optimistic and cheerful. I originally thought that he would become arrogant and complacent after reaching the strongest Martial Warrior Realm twice in a row.
But it seems that this kid is still the same as before.
Same...
Salted fish...
But this can also be seen as a manifestation of staying true to oneself...
"Is Young Master Jiang leaving the Sun Moon Sect?"
"Yes, we'll be leaving around tomorrow..."
"Actually, I think Young Master Jiang doesn't need to go. If he seizes the opportunity while the iron is hot, Young Master Jiang might just easily obtain the Martial Warrior Third Realm."
"..."
Jiang Lin shuddered as he recalled the beatings he had received from Madam Chen these past few days.
"Thank you for your kindness, Madam Chen. However, since I promised to team up with Jiji Bo and the others, I cannot go back on my word. Besides, I also have some things to do."
"In that case, I won't make things difficult for Young Master Jiang. I'll give Young Master Jiang another gift then."
"Gift?"
"Um."
Mother Chen smiled slightly, and before Jiang Lin could react, Mother Chen threw a punch at Jiang Lin.
This punch had no special effects or extra movements; it was just an ordinary punch that stopped right at Jiang Lin's brow.
However, the intensity of one's fist intent can break through all techniques.
This is true preaching.