Chapter 216: Using My Name to Show Off…

I actually have such a reputation now, even having fans.

Although I had prepared somewhat beforehand, I never expected my fame to be this widespread.

The major Martial Arts Associations go without saying—they would investigate their opponents’ information.

What surprised me was that even the garrison soldiers of Ten Thousand Li City were my fans and wanted to invite me for a drink.

Politely declining their invitation with a smile, Jiang Changkong entered Ten Thousand Li City.

Actually drinking was out of the question—they still had to work, and Jiang Changkong needed to register.

There were only five days left to sign up for the Sin Domain quota competition.

Following the navigation, Jiang Changkong hurried toward the registration location, which was also the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association official website.

Upon entering Ten Thousand Li City, the streets were even more crowded, brightly lit, filled with starlight, and breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Changkong walked among the crowd, making his way while observing the nearby shops and people.

Yao Meng hadn’t lied to him—major provinces and cities were truly different, with Star Vaults and Star Spirits everywhere.

In just a few minutes, he spotted several Star Spirit Peaks.

Any one of them could easily dominate Jianghai Province if they ventured out.

Jiang Changkong could only sigh in admiration—this was indeed the city where the Federation Headquarters was located.

A tall building, fifteen stories high, housed the Martial Arts Association official website on the eighth floor.

Jiang Changkong took the elevator to the eighth floor, where work was still underway.

In front of him was a hall with over a hundred chairs, all occupied.

A dozen or so Martial Artists were lining up with their invitations, while a young woman at the front was registering them.

“Name, Martial Arts Association.”

“Haiyun Province, Tianhai City, Martial Arts Association President Hai Dafu.”

Hai Dafu?

Jiang Changkong, standing in line behind him, almost rushed over to ask if he knew Yin Yang Grinding.

“Overseas Wind Sand Island, Martial Arts Association President, Sha Jingmo.”

“People from the Eleven Overseas Islands are here too?”

A few Martial Artists seated nearby whispered among themselves.

From the Thirty-Six Provinces of the Federation to the Eleven Overseas Islands, almost all the major Martial Arts Associations with some strength had been invited.

One by one, the presidents finished registering, and soon it was Jiang Changkong’s turn.

“Name, Martial Arts Association,” the young woman asked routinely.

“Jiang Changkong, Jianghai Province, Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association President,” Jiang Changkong replied.

The young woman gave him a surprised look, opened her mouth as if to say something, but held back.

Could you be another fan of mine?

Jiang Changkong wondered silently, also wanting to invite me for a meal?

Soon, the young woman took out a token and handed it to him: “Take this token and return here in five days.”

The token was entirely black, with the character for “Martial” engraved on one side and “Sin” on the other.

“Thank you,” Jiang Changkong said, accepting the token.

The token was made of an unknown material, incredibly sturdy—even when Jiang Changkong squeezed it, it showed no damage.

“Jiang Changkong, this guy actually came.”

Whispers arose again.

A group of Martial Artists who had just finished registering but hadn’t left yet also fixed their eyes on him.

Sha Jingmo from Wind Sand Island couldn’t help but speak up: “Jiang Changkong, the one who defeated Heng Xueyue and single-handedly built a city?”

“That’s me,” Jiang Changkong nodded with a smile. “I’ve long admired all of you.”

Well, like that Hai Dafu from earlier.

No one believed such words—you’ve only been in Jianghai and Anding provinces, and this is your first time in Ten Thousand Li City. Where could you have heard of our reputations?

Everyone knew it was just a polite remark. Sha Jingmo said, “I wonder if President Jiang has time to join us for a drink?”

Hai Dafu chimed in, “How about I host a gathering where we can discuss this Martial Arts Association event together?”

“How could we let the presidents pay? Why not come to my family’s hotel for a sit-down?”

From his seat, a young martial artist stood up and cupped his hands in greeting. “I am Han Jiangbei, sincerely inviting everyone for a chat.”

“So it’s Young Master Han from the Han family. Since Young Master Han extends the invitation, naturally we have no reason to refuse,” Sha Jingmo said with a smile.

“Indeed, how could we refuse Young Master Han’s invitation?” the others chimed in.

Han Jiangbei smiled faintly, his gaze turning to Jiang Changkong.

Jiang Changkong hesitated for a moment. “Then let’s go together. I also want to understand how exactly this Sin Domain quota competition works.”

Being famous certainly has its perks. Coming to the provincial capital where the Federation Headquarters is located, one doesn’t even have to pay for meals.

Could this Han family also be a major clan?

The group surged in a grand procession toward the hotel owned by Han Jiangbei’s family.

Han Jiangbei directly booked a large private room, and soon fine wine and delicacies were served—clearly prepared in advance.

The group of presidents acted like seasoned veterans, showing no politeness as they ate heartily and drank generously.

After three rounds of drinks, Han Jiangbei set down his cup, and only then did the dozen or so presidents reluctantly put down their chopsticks.

Han Jiangbei cupped his hands and said, “Everyone, aside from President Jiang, I presume you are all aware of the Sin Domain quota competition.”

Jiang Changkong replied, “Please enlighten us, Young Master Han.”

“The Martial Arts Association’s competition differs from that of the major powers, and it is also inferior to them. The Martial Arts Association has ten quotas, and each quota allows eight people to enter,” Han Jiangbei explained. “As for the major powers, they can bring ten people in.”

Jiang Changkong nodded. “What about the competition itself?”

He understood the idea of bringing people along—these were talents. The Sin Domain was full of dangerous criminals; they were going there to reap benefits, not to die. If anyone truly died inside, it could only be said they were unlucky.

“As for the competition, President Jiang might be at a slight disadvantage. Since participants can bring others, this competition is also a team-based contest,” Han Jiangbei elaborated. “In other words, each president leads eight people into battle.”

“Disadvantage? President Jiang won’t be at a disadvantage. He is a prodigy who defeated a group of Star Spirits and single-handedly built a city,” Sha Jingmo raised his cup and said. “When we encounter President Jiang, please go easy on us.”

The other presidents also raised their cups, but Jiang Changkong noticed that a few of them seemed indifferent, as if offering casual flattery.

Jiang Changkong paid no mind to their attitudes and modestly said, “It’s all hearsay. I don’t possess such strength; it’s all thanks to the support of friends.”

“President Jiang, even Heng Xueyue suffered a crushing defeat at your hands. There’s no need to be modest,” Han Jiangbei said with a smile. “I’ve confirmed it.”

“Let’s talk about your purpose instead,” Jiang Changkong said.

Han Jiangbei straightened his expression. “It’s nothing more than the Sin Domain quota. President Jiang, you are alone. If you obtain a quota, the remaining eight spots would go to waste if unused.”

“Quotas are easy to discuss. I only care about Star Stones,” Jiang Changkong said. Wasn’t this just like the Twisted Land quota?

“President Jiang, don’t rush,” Han Jiangbei said with a smile. “Regarding the quota, aside from Star Stones, other transactions are possible—for example, forming an alliance.”

Jiang Changkong replied indifferently, “I only care about Star Stones. Alliances or the like are unnecessary.”

“President Jiang, your strength is formidable, and we admire you. But are you confident in facing the forces of the Major Provinces and the many criminals in the Sin Domain?” Han Jiangbei remained unperturbed and said calmly, “Moreover, you should also be wary of certain special methods.”

“What? Are you trying to threaten me?” Jiang Changkong’s gaze turned slightly cold.

“President Jiang, please don’t misunderstand,” Sha Jingmo spoke up. “People from the Sin Domain also stick together, and some will resort to despicable means to secure a spot.”

Jiang Changkong pondered for a moment before saying, “Let’s focus on obtaining the spots first. The competition hasn’t even begun yet. Young Master Han, you seem a bit too eager.”

Han Jiangbei smiled and dropped the topic. “President Jiang is right. If you encounter any difficulties in the coming days, feel free to seek me out anytime.”

“Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Han. I have urgent matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now. Please excuse me.”

With that, Jiang Changkong cupped his hands and left. Since things had come to this point, there was no point in staying any longer. After all, he had already eaten and drunk his fill.

As he stepped out of the private room, the conversation inside continued. Just as Jiang Changkong was about to head downstairs, a plump figure blocked his view.

“Let me tell you, Jiang Changkong and I are very close—we’re like brothers. If I ask him, all eight of his spots will be mine.”

The plump figure reeked of alcohol, swaying unsteadily with a dazed look in his eyes. “Don’t doubt me. My buddy is incredibly powerful—he can take on a whole group by himself.”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Fatty Nan, next time you use my reputation to show off, could you at least give me some Star Stones?

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