Chapter 108

Chapter 108

"That's the place! The nobility rank competition!"

The nobility rank competition typically occurs after a player becomes a team leader. The Village Chief would then provide the team leader's benefits and, in passing, offer hints about the competition's location and details. However, since Qin Han had been reborn, he naturally didn’t need the Village Chief’s guidance.

This place gathered all the team leaders from the Myriad Heavens who had reached Level 10 first and hailed from powerful villages. To put it simply, any one of them could be considered an elite among ten thousand.

In his previous life, when he entered, his ranking was around 90 million.

But in this life, his goal was undoubtedly first place!!!

The nobility ranks in the Game of Eternal Life were: Emperor, Duke, Marquis, Count, Viscount, and Baron!

This nobility rank competition offered three ranks:

Count! Viscount! Baron!

First tier: Count—only one position, awarded to the top-ranked player.

Second tier: Viscount—ten positions, awarded to players ranked second to eleventh.

Third tier: Baron—fifty positions, awarded in order of ranking.

In other words, only sixty-one nobility ranks were being released across the Myriad Heavens this time, making them exceedingly rare!

But the rarer they were, the more they highlighted the importance of these ranks.

As the saying went, "A Baron governs a village, a Viscount a town, and a Count a city."

This wasn’t just about power—it was about territory.

Even the lowest-ranked Baron would be granted a piece of absolutely safe territory existing in high-dimensional space by the game.

Such territories were incredibly secure. Hiding inside one meant even ordinary supreme deities couldn’t breach them.

A Baron’s territory was roughly the size of an ordinary village.

Don’t underestimate its small size—this tiny piece of land couldn’t be traded even for a Unique Treasure.

In terms of authority, even a lowly Baron could strut unopposed among the game’s factions in the Myriad Heavens.

Small fries like the Village Chief would be as insignificant as ants before a Baron.

Let alone Viscounts and Counts.

Each step up the nobility ladder was like ascending to the heavens—not only did the territory expand, but the power and benefits were incomparable.

There was another crucial point:

Once you obtained a nobility rank, you were officially recognized by the game and granted independence rights.

For example, even if all players on Blue Star perished, including the destruction of Village 688, as long as you held a nobility rank, you wouldn’t suffer collateral punishment.

This effectively separated the rank holder, turning them into an independent faction.

However, following the progression of most players would yield greater benefits.

Even if he obtained a nobility rank, Qin Han wouldn’t rashly exercise his independence rights.

After a final glance at the distant Qingyun Peak, Qin Han stored away Nightmare

and leaped down the mountainside.

Qingyun Peak stood towering, piercing the clouds.

From the foot of the mountain, it seemed insurmountable.

Fortunately, a spiraling path wound upward from the base, allowing passage.

However, at a glance, bull-headed creatures wielding wolf-toothed clubs could be seen every few steps along the way.

These bull-headed creatures weren’t excessively large, standing only about 10 cm taller than an average person.

But their heavily muscled frames made them look extremely formidable.

These bull-headed creatures were Level 10 monsters— the classic type with high health and thick defenses.

In his past life, thinking there might be benefits on the path, he had foolishly hacked his way up with a blade.

But the summit of Qingyun Peak was far higher than he had imagined.

That day, he had slaughtered from early dawn until sunset, barely reaching the peak. Although the Experience Points gained were decent, allowing him to level up by one and a half, the agonizing experience of mechanically killing without pause nearly drove him to depression.

This time, he wouldn’t repeat such foolishness again.

Glancing up at the sky, Qin Han sprinted forward, his body leaping high like a cannonball, soaring over 20 meters in a single bound. With a swift push-off, he ascended another 20 meters, soon reaching the halfway point of the mountain.

By then, faint wisps of mist had begun to appear around him, and the air grew noticeably colder. Looking back down, the earth below seemed so distant.

He took a deep breath.