The Almighty Martial Arts System - Chapter 197

Jiang Fei was stunned by the sudden turn of events, completely clueless about what was happening.

System Mission?

Ever since he had been possessed by the game character, nothing like this had ever occurred. Why had a “Save Traditional Chinese Medicine” mission suddenly appeared today?

Could real life now function like a game, where he could receive various missions?

This was absolutely unbelievable!

“What’s wrong?” Cui Xiuping asked, noticing Jiang Fei’s dazed expression after receiving the items. His face grew tense. “Is there a problem? You’re not thinking of backing out, are you?”

Jiang Fei snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head. As he opened the second invitation letter he had received, he muttered, “Back out? No way—”

Invitation Letter:
Dear Mr. Jiang Fei,
The Traditional Chinese Medicine Association cordially invites you to participate in an exchange and competition with the Western Medicine delegation in Beijing on July 30th. This event is crucial as it concerns the future development of TCM and the honor of all practitioners. We sincerely request your presence. Thank you!
—Kong Yun, Yan Xiping, Yu Ruzhi

Jiang Fei finally understood why the system had suddenly assigned him this mission—it must be because of this invitation.

But wait, that didn’t make sense. Earlier, when he was in Jincheng, Cui Xiuping had also delivered an invitation for him to attend a TCM conference. Why hadn’t he received any system mission then?

And calling this mission “Save Traditional Chinese Medicine” seemed like an exaggeration. Even if the exchange failed, it wouldn’t mean TCM would vanish from the Earth—it would just suffer a setback and become less prominent.

Wouldn’t “Promote Traditional Chinese Medicine” be a more accurate description?

Jiang Fei frowned, puzzled. He couldn’t figure out the exact conditions that triggered the system’s missions.

“Could this be some kind of hidden mission? Maybe it requires specific conditions to activate?”

Since he couldn’t figure it out immediately, he set the question aside and pulled up the system interface in his mind. The message was still there.

Without hesitation—

Accept!

Of course, Jiang Fei would accept this mission. Not only had he already publicly agreed yesterday to participate in the upcoming exchange and represent TCM, but as a gamer, he knew that hidden missions usually came with great rewards. They were rarely designed to screw players over.

Now that he had this character system but couldn’t level up by defeating monsters or earning much in-game currency, stumbling upon a hidden mission was a godsend. He wished he could get more missions like this—the more, the better! That way, he wouldn’t have to worry about experience points or coins.

Ding! Congratulations! You have accepted the mission: “Save Traditional Chinese Medicine.”

Beneath this message were the mission details—how to complete it, the criteria for success, and most importantly—the reward!

When Jiang Fei saw it, his eyes widened in shock, his mouth hanging open for a long time.

“This… this is like manna from heaven!” he screamed internally, feeling like he had hit the jackpot.

Who would’ve thought that a casual trip to Beijing, an impromptu participation in the TCM conference, winning first place, and accepting the association’s invitation would lead to the system “randomly” assigning him a mission?

The mission’s objective was straightforward: Jiang Fei had to completely dominate the Western Medicine delegation in the upcoming exchange, securing an absolute victory.

That much was expected.

But the reward was what left Jiang Fei utterly speechless:

Upon completion, the system will award: “Dugu Nine Swords Manual” (This manual is a system-exclusive reward—no level requirement!)

Jiang Fei was numb.

Boiling with excitement.

Completely stunned.

No words could describe how he felt!

Dugu Nine Swords! One of the most legendary sword techniques in his eyes, created by the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai! Those who mastered it—Feng Qingyang, Linghu Chong—were all peerless masters. The sheer power of this sword art was unmatched.

Back when the in-game shop first unlocked, Jiang Fei had checked the requirements for this manual: Level 40 and 280,000 gold coins!

Now, the system was giving it to him for free, with no level restrictions! This was like handing him a god-tier cheat!

280,000 gold coins—how much was that in real money? At an exchange rate of 1:500, that was 140 million yuan!

In other words, Jiang Fei’s clinic would have to earn 140 million yuan just to afford this manual.

Sure, once his medical empire expanded, making that much money might take only a few years. But right now? Impossible.

And on top of the gold, he’d need to reach Level 40—right now, he was only Level 4!

If not for the “no level requirement” clause, even if he somehow got the manual, he’d have to wait decades before learning it—by then, he’d be an old man!

But now? In just half a month, he’d have the Dugu Nine Swords in his hands. With this technique, he’d instantly become a superhuman, the greatest swordsman in the world!

A legendary hero would be born.

Japanese kendo masters? European fencing champions? One move—annihilated.

The fabled “No-Sword Superior to Sword”—who could compete?

“Why is the system being so nice to me all of a sudden?” The happiness felt unreal, almost like a dream.

The mission itself wasn’t particularly difficult—Jiang Fei had already planned to participate. So why was the system rewarding him so generously?

“Could it be that this mission is actually much harder than I think?” he wondered.

But after careful consideration, he didn’t see any major obstacles. His current medical skill was only Level 7, but in half a month, it would definitely reach Level 8.

With Level 8 skills, who could possibly defeat him? With the system’s help, even a grandmaster like Old Master Cui wouldn’t stand a chance!

While Jiang Fei was lost in euphoria, Cui Xiuping was terrified, having no idea what was happening or what Jiang Fei was scheming.

After reading the invitation, Jiang Fei had fallen into silence, his facial expressions shifting like a master of disguise—frowning, shocked, overjoyed, all in rapid succession.

“Did something happen last night that made Jiang Fei change his mind about the exchange?” Cui Xiuping panicked internally.

Jiang Fei’s bizarre reaction after receiving the invitation made it impossible not to suspect the worst.

If Jiang Fei backed out now, it would be a disaster!

Before meeting Jiang Fei, Cui Xiuping had been confident in his own abilities, ready to take on the challenge alone. But now? After witnessing Jiang Fei’s skills, his arrogance had been shattered.

If Jiang Fei didn’t participate, the pressure on Cui Xiuping would be immense—he wasn’t even sure he’d dare to step up anymore!

Pulling the car over, Cui Xiuping turned to Jiang Fei with utmost seriousness.

“Jiang Fei, have you really decided to back out? If you have any demands or grievances with the association, just say it. I’ll relay them to my grandfather and the three faction leaders. We’ll do our best to accommodate you!”

“Uh…” Jiang Fei snapped out of his daze.

After triple-checking that the mission details and rewards were correct, his mood soared. He patted Cui Xiuping’s shoulder with a grin.

“I have to participate in the exchange in half a month. Anyone who tries to stop me is my enemy! And when I do, I will win. No matter how skilled those Westerners are, no matter what tricks they pull—I’ll make sure they understand that thousands of years of Chinese medical heritage will never be obsolete! Even if TCM lags behind in some areas, in others, it far surpasses them!”

His sudden declaration left Cui Xiuping stunned.

After all the emotional whiplash, happiness had struck too fast.

“You… really mean that?” Cui Xiuping asked cautiously.

Jiang Fei nodded. “As real as gold.”

“Then what was with your expression earlier?”

Jiang Fei chuckled. “I was just imagining the Westerners’ faces when we crush them and send them packing. It made me happy.”

“…Alright.” Cui Xiuping decided not to press further. “You looked like a madman, but whatever—as long as you’re participating, that’s all that matters.”

The rest of the ride passed in silence. Cui Xiuping’s mission—delivering the invitations—was complete. After dropping Jiang Fei off at the airport and watching his plane take off, he finally left…