139: Chapter 139 Second Job Change Card and 100,000 Undead

Mist surged along the banks of Black Water Lake, the damp, cold air thick with the stench of rotting vegetation and lake water. Qin Ji did not lower the jiu he long bow in his hand; the bowstring remained taut, and his violet-gold pupils were locked onto the benevolent face of the Heavenly Dragon of Putuo.

"Seeking luck and avoiding calamity?"

A cold arc pulled at the corner of Qin Ji's mouth as his fingers lightly tapped the bow's riser. "For a Great Master to describe 'fear of death' in such a fresh and refined manner is truly a unique feat of the Buddhist Sect."

The Heavenly Dragon of Putuo did not take offense. He simply pressed his palms together, his smile remaining as gentle as jade, as if he didn't care at all about the barbed sarcasm.

"Benefactor, you are mistaken. This poor monk is no saint, nor am I the kind of hypocrite who speaks of benevolence and morality only to push others in front of a blade when danger strikes."

He took a step forward, the withered branches beneath his feet making a slight snapping sound. "Under the Cataclysm, if I were absolutely certain I could save someone, this poor monk would naturally lend a hand. But if I must gamble my life on an unknown variable, I cannot do it. As a common saying from your world goes—you aren't my son, why should I save you?"

The coldness in Qin Ji's eyes faded slightly, and the long bow in his hand slowly lowered.

This monk was actually quite candid.

Compared to those hypocrites who stood on the moral high ground pointing fingers but ran faster than rabbits when they encountered real danger, someone who placed their 'selfishness' out in the open was actually more reassuring.

"Speak then, what do you want with me?" Qin Ji put away the long bow and cut straight to the point. "Since you said you're giving me a stroke of fortune, its weight had better be worth the time I'm spending listening to your nonsense."

"Amitabha."

The Heavenly Dragon of Putuo chanted a Buddhist invocation, his gaze becoming deep. "Benefactor Snow Emperor is now the number one person in this server. This poor monk has a task that can only be accomplished by you."

"Benefits?" Qin Ji asked succinctly.

The Heavenly Dragon of Putuo smiled slightly and, from the wide sleeve of his cassock, drew out a card shimmering with a strange, flowing light between two fingers.

The card was a chaotic dark gold color, and the space around it seemed to warp slightly because of its presence.

The moment Qin Ji's gaze fell upon the card, his pupils constricted sharply.

【Second Class Change Card (Special)】

Origin: Ruins of the Gods

Usage Requirement: Players who currently only possess one main class.

Effect: Upon use, opens a second main class slot, allowing for a second class change.

Note: One-time consumable; dissipates after use.

Trait: In the dual-class state, the player receives all trait bonuses from both classes and gains an additional 10 free attribute points per level.

"It really is this thing!"

Even with Qin Ji's Heart-Nature, his breathing couldn't help but grow a bit heavy at this moment.

Dual classes!

In his past life, this was the ultimate cheat that countless top-tier pro players dreamed of. Having dual classes meant one could simultaneously enjoy two skill systems, being effective at both long and short range, a true Dual Cultivation of magic and martial arts.

Imagine a Qin Ji who possessed an Archer's extreme range and burst damage, then changed to a second class as a Shield Warrior with invincible defense, or an Assassin with stealth and burst...

That image was simply brutal.

Not to mention the 10 additional free attribute points granted per level; it was a snowballing numerical suppression.

"This thing is even more precious than the Blessing of the Gods." Qin Ji took a deep breath, suppressing the heat in his heart. "What do you want me to do for you?"

To offer a reward of this level, the task difficulty was absolute at a Hell level.

The Heavenly Dragon of Putuo didn't waste words and shared the task directly.

【Task Name: Salvation of the Undead】

【Task Requirement: Within one month, provide salvation for 100,000 undead units (including but not limited to players, NPCs, elves, orcs, and other sapient humanoid lifeforms).】

【Current Progress: 108/100,000】

【Task Penalty: None.】

Looking at the bright red numbers on the task panel, Qin Ji's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"One hundred thousand undead? Great Master, are you asking me to be a butcher?"

"Amitabha." A bitter smile appeared on the Heavenly Dragon of Putuo's face. "This poor monk is a man of the cloth; I fear harming an ant's life while sweeping the floor and cherish moths enough to use a gauze lamp cover. I truly cannot bear the Karmic Obstruction of taking lives. But if no one creates the undead, where will this poor monk go to provide salvation?"

Qin Ji looked at this monk who was full of mercy yet plotting for a hundred thousand lives, and a playful smile curled his lips.

"You mean, I'm responsible for the killing, and you're responsible for the burying?"

"Benefactor, you overstate it. This is a game, mere data." The Heavenly Dragon of Putuo lowered his eyes submissively. "Besides, if the benefactor is unwilling, this poor monk will naturally find someone else. It's just that this Second Class Change Card..."

"Accepted."

Qin Ji did not hesitate for a second.

Kill a hundred thousand people?

In this digitized world, mercy was the cheapest luxury. To become stronger and to survive, let alone a hundred thousand, he would kill even a million.

However, if he went directly to slaughter ordinary players, while it would be most efficient, it would inevitably cause a backlash across the entire Dragon Country War Zone and even lead to a decline in overall strength.

That was a poor strategy.

A map of the Star Kingdom quickly flashed through Qin Ji's mind, his gaze finally settling on a certain point on the border.

Since he was going to kill, he would do it with a righteous cause and make it world-shaking.

Provoke an all-out war between the Demon Den and the Star Kingdom!

Only on a battlefield that acted like a meat grinder would a hundred thousand undead be but a negligible number.

"I will plan this matter. Wait for my news."

Qin Ji closed the task panel and turned to look at the distant mist. "In the next few days, you'd better familiarize yourself with the salvation scriptures so you won't be too busy to cope when the time comes."

"Amitabha, this poor monk awaits the good news."

The Heavenly Dragon of Putuo bowed slightly, and his figure gradually faded away as if he had never appeared.

...

After seeing off this 'Great Buddha,' Qin Ji wasted no time. While walking toward the dungeon entrance, he opened his friend list.

"Monkey, Fatty, you two keep an eye on the movements of the Star Kingdom's royalty, especially that Princess named Princess. Tell me immediately if there's any sign of trouble."

Less than three seconds after the message was sent, Monkey's avatar began to flash frantically.

"Brother Hao! Amazing! Did you plant a surveillance camera on me?"

Monkey's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement. "Fatty and I just triggered a hidden quest, and the quest giver is none other than Princess Princess! The requirement is to assist the Demon Den army in attacking Black Wind City!"

Qin Ji's footsteps paused, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

As expected, Princess could no longer hold back.

Assisting the Demon Den in attacking Black Wind City? Wasn't that a ready-made meat grinder?

"Take it! Assist with everything you've got!"

Qin Ji replied quickly, "Make a huge scene; it's best if Black Wind City can be turned into a land of the dead."

"Got it! Brother Hao, just you watch, we're the best at stirring up trouble!"

Hanging up the communication, Qin Ji happened to reach the dungeon teleportation gate.

No matter how the outside world surged, his own hard strength was the foundation.

He stepped into the teleportation gate, and the familiar feeling of weightlessness arrived.

For the next two days, Qin Ji seemed to transform into a tireless killing machine.

Arrows fell like rain, each one taking a life.

The monsters inside the dungeon were as fragile as paper before his terrifying damage.

【Health +120】

【Health +150】

...

Although the health gained from ordinary wild monsters was now negligible, under Qin Ji's abnormal monster-grinding efficiency, the small amounts added up, and the numbers continued to jump frantically.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

Qin Ji's maximum health was forcefully stacked by him to 6.87 million.

Meanwhile, news from the outside world continued to pour in.

Monkey and Fatty had caused a huge commotion in Black Wind City. The Demon Den army was pressing in, and the defenders of Black Wind City suffered heavy casualties. King Abra was furious and directly dispatched the elite guards of Tianxing City to provide support.

The two sides were in a stalemate outside Black Wind City, with corpses littering the field.

This was exactly the result Qin Ji wanted.

The second day.

Qin Ji was still in the dungeon, mechanically repeating the actions of drawing and firing his bow.

His health finally broke the seven million mark, reaching a staggering 7.06 million!

This meant that now, even if he just stood there and let a BOSS of the same level hit him, the opponent's hands would break before they could even chip off a layer of his skin.

Just as Qin Ji was preparing to grind another hundred thousand health in one go, an urgent message from Monkey exploded like a thunderclap.

"Brother Hao! Something big happened!"

"Princess's plot to collude with the Demon Den for rebellion was exposed, and she was caught on the spot by King Abra! Now the entire royal city is hunting down her remnants!"

Qin Ji's movements faltered slightly.

Exposed?

So fast?

As a Princess of the kingdom who had been operating for many years, how could Princess be so easily caught by Abra? Unless... Abra had been wanting to move against her for a long time, and this time he was just beating her at her own game.

"Latest news! Princess is dead!!"

Monkey's voice was trembling slightly. "Just now, the royal family released an announcement. Princess committed suicide to avoid punishment, and her body has been hung on the city wall for public display!"

Dead?

Qin Ji frowned; this plot development was somewhat beyond expectations.

For an important plot NPC, especially a key figure involved in the struggle for the throne, to die just like that—there was definitely something fishy behind it.

"Alright, I understand."

Qin Ji didn't ask more and directly exited the dungeon.

As soon as he stepped out of the teleportation gate, a biting cold wind blew in his face.

On the open ground at the dungeon entrance, a beautiful figure stood there all alone.

It was the third Princess, Leona.

At this moment, she had long lost her former arrogance and composure. Her luxurious long dress was stained with mud, her golden hair was messily scattered over her shoulders, and her delicate face was filled with terror and helplessness.

The moment she saw Qin Ji come out, Leona seemed to grasp her last saving straw and stumbled over.

"Snow Emperor! Princess is dead! She's dead!"

Leona's voice carried a sob, her hands gripping Qin Ji's arm tightly, her nails almost sinking into his flesh. "I'm next! Father... that madman Abra, he's going to kill all the heirs! He's gone mad!"

Qin Ji looked down at this shivering woman, feeling the fear she was transmitting.

Princess's death had clearly completely shattered the third Princess's psychological defenses.

In this game of power, the fate of the loser was often more terrifying than death.

Qin Ji slowly raised his hand and gently brushed aside Leona's messy hair. His violet-gold eyes held no ripples, only a heart-palpitating calm.

"It doesn't matter."

He stepped past Leona's shoulder, looking at the distant silhouette of the royal city that appeared particularly sinister under the setting sun. His right hand slowly tightened around the jiu he long bow on his back.

The evening wind swirled fallen leaves from the ground, whistling past their feet.

Qin Ji pulled out an arrow that emitted a bone-chilling aura and nocked it on the bowstring. The arrowhead flickered with a bloodthirsty cold light in the twilight, just like his voice which was devoid of any emotional color.

"I will take action."