Outside the willow tree's attack range, the black panther's eyes widened as it crouched on the ground, a very human-like look of shock flashing across its face.
It even rubbed its eyes with one of its front paws.
Wait …
Was there something wrong with the way it was opened?
Did the willow tree actually give in so easily?
Back then, it had merely peed beneath the tree and was beaten by a willow branch until its flesh was split open, doubting its life as a leopard. And yet, it cowered at the sight of this human?
How strong was its will to live after cutting off its own branch to save its own life?
Moreover, the black panther was even more puzzled. Even rank-nine elites could not hurt you after you put on that combat armor, brother. Naturally, you wouldn't have to fear the willow tree, but why only three branches?
What could three branches do?
Was he going to take them home and transplant them?
A floral spirit that had gained sentience would not possess such mystical power even if the transplanted branches could survive. Wouldn't it be better to cut it down for its Willow Heart and Origin Fluid?
As for Jiang He?
There was a look of delight on his face. Sensing the concentrated lifeforce in the three branches, he offered the willow tree a fist-palm salute and turned to leave.
The willow tree shuddered a little in excitement.
The Bane was finally leaving.
And yet, Jiang He suddenly paused even before he left the willow tree's attack range. Curious, he asked, "By the way, I heard that most floral spirits would give birth to something called Origin Fluid … Does that stuff taste good? How is it … "
Seeing that the willow tree was shaking violently and its branches could fall at any moment, Jiang He's Dark Golden Combat Armor materialized over his body with a thought. Dragon-Slaying Saber in hand, he smiled, "Don't mind me, I'm just curious."
"You …"
"You've gone too far!"
A spirit ripple echoed intermittently beside Jiang He's ears.
Jiang He was not surprised, however. It made sense that a floral spirit, which was equivalent to rank-nine and had developed a 'spirit', could communicate through spirit. Hence, he tightened his grip on his Dragon-Slaying Saber, the thunder blades crackling as he smiled. "Actually, I just want to have a taste of the Origin Fluid. Of course, I could collect it myself if you find it troublesome."
The tree was silent.
After weighing the pros and cons …
It extended a crystalline branch in front of Jiang He.
Jiang He understood and said, "Wait a moment, I'll look for a container … big kitty, fetch the oil barrel from the mountain stream … don't you know what an oil barrel is? It's fine. Let Mu Wanqiu help you. "
The black panther was very resistant inwardly, but its body was very obedient. Soon, it returned, holding a 10L barrel of sunflower seeds mixed with oil in its mouth as it returned to Jiang He.
Jiang He had bought it for oiling his barbeque, and did not expect it to come in handy.
Jiang He took the barrel of oil, unscrewed the cap and poured the entire barrel of oil onto the ground, chuckling as he did so. "Actually, you're not losing out. I bought the most expensive blending oil, and it's over eighty bucks per barrel. It's not like you'll die for a barrel of Origin Fluid."
If I remember correctly.
The Rank-8 Willow Tree mentioned on the Warrior Home forum was only partially auctioned off for the Vitality Serum.
One drop … one hundred thousand?
"Eh …"
"I didn't look carefully at the time. Maybe it's 200,000?"
Jiang He muttered as he passed the barrel to the willow branch. With a twirl of his Dragon-Slaying Saber, the willow branch was cut off.
Whoosh.
A fragrant, transparent Origin Fluid flowed out from where the branch was cut off.
At first, the Origin Fluid was plentiful like tap water, but it dwindled considerably after filling half the barrel, and it flowed intermittently until it was dripping in droplets.
At the same time, the willow tree's crystalline green radiance dimmed, and Jiang He could clearly feel its lifeforce weakening.
Nonetheless, Jiang He barely managed to fill most of the barrel. Feeling a little sorry for the willow tree, he quickly said, "Alright, that's enough!"
If he really withered the willow tree, where would he find more Origin Fluid in the future?
Jiang He felt a little thirsty as he smelled the fragrant aroma of the Origin Fluid, and could not help gulping it down.
After drinking a third of the barrel in one go, Jiang He burped and wiped his mouth with a satisfied look.
"Tut, tut … this Origin Fluid is really delicious. It's hundreds of times tastier than drinks like Pepsi or Jianlibao." Jiang He could not help praising it. Putting away the oil barrel, he strode into the distance, feeling the pure energy contained in the Origin Fluid he drank, and could not help channeling his Strengthened Nine Yang Technique.
Boom!
His True Qi instantly burst out, and as his Nine Yang Technique channeled, his cultivation rapidly improved.
Jiang He.
He could clearly feel that his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds …
Of course, it was not just his cultivation that improved by leaps and bounds!
There was a reason why the Origin Fluid was so expensive.
A single drop of the Origin Fluid from a rank-eight willow tree was worth two hundred thousand, and the effect of the rank-nine willow tree before him was even more mystical!
Jiang He's qi and blood were rapidly strengthening as well, just as his muscles, bones, and skin were rapidly strengthening. In fact, even the ocean of swords in his mind was trembling and strengthening, and the radiance of the luminous swords growing in the ocean of swords was becoming brighter and brighter.
Suddenly …
Ooom!
There was a soft shudder.
Jiang He's aura returned to calmness.
It was as if everything that had happened was an illusion.
And yet, in the next split second, an even more violent aura burst out of his body. The silhouette of two great suns arose behind him, followed by a third!
Shiiing!
The luminous swords shot out from between his brows, circling in the air before landing in Jiang He's hand.
Jiang He had a weird look on his face.
"That's …"
"My Strengthened Nine Yang Technique is at the third tier now??"
"And my cultivation …"
"Rank-Seven grandmaster?"
Jiang He could not help glancing at his System panel.
[Cultivation: Rank-Seven Novice]
It was definitely not an illusion. He had ascended, and it was not just his cultivation and cultivation that had improved. The ocean of swords in his mind had become much more stable, and even the luminous sword could materialize.
Releasing his hand, the luminous sword flew back into his brow.
Jiang He withdrew his aura, but he was still in disbelief, and muttered, "Could the System be mistaken too? Wasn't there supposed to be a huge threshold between rank-six and rank-seven martial artists? Most martial artists would be stuck at that level for years, decades, or even their entire lives, unable to ascend. Why did I ascend without feeling anything? "
What happened to the bottleneck?
What happened to the threshold?
You could have at least let me symbolically go into seclusion for a few days and pretend to ascend!
Jiang He did not feel happy at all that he had ascended so easily, and instead felt a faint sense of disappointment …
Was there any point in ascending like that?
There was no difficulty or challenge at all … and he could not feel the joy and charm of cultivation at all!
"Sigh …"
Breathing a long sigh, Jiang He had a helpless look on his face as he said, "Whatever, it's getting late. Let's go back and sleep …"
…
At the same time.
One off-road vehicle after another was speeding towards Helan County from Western Xia City.
In Helan County, Pudgy Jiang met the martial artist who recorded the video of the explosion and reported the news, and asked him about it in detail.
The martial artist told him what he saw, musing to himself, "There's actually something else, Chief Jiang … Not long ago, some martial artists came out of Mount Helan, and they said …"
"Several Sky Demon Cultists had appeared in the mountains, and some treasure was about to be born."
"Oh, right!"
The martial artist added. "It seems that a super elite named Jiang He had fought the Sky Demon Cultists!"
"What?"
Pudgy Jiang's expression changed slightly, and he asked somberly, "Are you sure?"
"What about the martial artists who came out of Mount Helan?"
"Find them immediately. I have questions for them!"
Pudgy Jiang quickly guessed that Jiang He had caused the explosion at the mention of the name 'Jiang He'.
After all, Jiang He blew up wherever he went, and it would make sense if he had really come to Mount Helan to blow things up. Most importantly, Pudgy Jiang had deduced from the video of the explosion —
The violent explosion was caused by a nuclear missile, and its yield was so great that the blast radius definitely exceeded the range of a nuclear rocket launcher.
"Could it be …"
"Jiang He ran into an unbeatable elite, which is why he ran all the way here, and detonated the nuclear missile knowing that he had nowhere to run?"
(PS: That's the third update. There's one more update at night, but it might be a little late. You can read it tomorrow.)
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