"That's not necessarily the case. Mount Dadong is the Graywolf King's domain, but could Ferals open the heritage site?"
Zhou Yu, on the other hand, smiled mysteriously and said, "According to what I know, there are already champions discussing the matter with the Graywolf King. The only obstacle is that the Sky Demon Cult had contacted the Graywolf King earlier."
Jiang He's eyes flashed.
What did that mean?
Negotiating with Ferals?
He could not help saying, "What's there to negotiate about? Isn't the Graywolf King a newly ascended Feral King? It shouldn't be that powerful, right? Just send an elite to kill it, and all of Mount Dadong would be ours, let alone the heritage site. "
"It's not that simple. We couldn't kill the Graywolf King when it ascended, and now that we want to kill it again … the other Feral Kings would never agree to it, unless it attacks cities like the ape king at Jinghong City."
Jiang He understood now.
It must be a tacit understanding between those above rank-nine, or even an agreement or contract.
Zhou Yu did not hide that from Jiang He, and explained it in detail.
There was indeed an agreement between human elites and many Feral Kings that rank-nine and above would not easily start a war, and that they were not allowed to slaughter the weak. Otherwise, a single divine-tier elite would be enough to wipe out every Feral in an area, and a single Feral King could easily destroy a city.
"Those above rank-nine are not allowed to kill the weak? That's a very humane agreement! "
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he laughed out loud. "I'm just rank-seven advanced right now, and I'm considered weak. If that's the case, the Graywolf King wouldn't attack me if I enter Mount Dadong, would it?"
Zhou Yu was a little speechless. Even if the Graywolf King did not attack, how many powerful Ferals were there in the uninhabited area over several hundred miles of Mount Dadong?
When that time comes, would a rank-seven advanced like you even be surrounded by endless Ferals?
"Eh?"
Suddenly, Zhou Yu's eyes widened at Jiang He, and he exclaimed in surprise, "What did you say your tier was? Rank-seven advanced … you're rank-seven advanced now? "
Beside him, Cheng Dongfeng looked utterly surprised as well.
After his surprise, a sense of helplessness welled up inside him …
How many days had it been?
Rank-seven advanced in the blink of an eye?
I broke through earlier than you, and now I haven't even fully consolidated my realm … Breaking through to Rank-7 and causing a phenomenon in heaven and earth, is this monstrous?
Jiang He was a little embarrassed by their stares, and said humbly, "It's nothing, actually. It's just a minor ascension, and I was fortunate enough to get my hands on some rank-nine Origin Fluid and mutated Purple Lingzhi at Mount Helan, which I could use to improve my cultivation."
When you were weak, you had to consider logic and whether others would believe you. However, once you became stronger, even if others knew that you were lying, they would still believe you.
Moreover, Jiang He's words were not entirely false.
The Origin Fluid was indeed obtained from the Helan Mountains.
[Purple Flame Ganoderma] … I planted it myself, but the seed came from Mount Helan. Isn't this equivalent to getting it from Mount Helan?
Zhou Yu nodded.
He was already aware that there was a rank-nine floral spirit in Mount Helan, but he would not interfere since Jiang He was intent on keeping the willow tree. Floral spirits could not be moved anyway, and growing deep in the mountains and forests, they were not a threat to humans.
Moreover, it was not as if Purple Lingzhi that improved cultivation had never appeared before, and Jiang He was very lucky to have gotten a few of them.
"Jiang He, there are too many powerful Ferals in Mount Dadong," he said earnestly. "Moreover, that is the Graywolf King's territory. If you go too far by trespassing on its turf, you would be offending it … and it would be within the rules if it kills you."
"Is that so?"
Jiang He was a little troubled.
Well …
Was it that difficult to level up his farm with a few Orirocks?
Still, Jiang He soon had a flash of inspiration and said, "Deputy Zhou, I suddenly realized that there's a huge loophole in that so-called agreement … Since those above rank-nine would not simply start a fight, what if a rank-nine wanted to kill the Graywolf King? Wouldn't that be a violation? "
"That's impossible!"
Zhou Yu did not even think about it. He said, "In the martial arts world, it's already very rare for a Rank-6 to turn the tables on a Rank-7, but it's still possible to do so based on the difference in cultivation methods, martial arts techniques, and so on. You've even killed a Rank-7 Martial Dao Grandmaster when you were only a Rank-5."
"But a rank-nine … it's impossible for a rank-nine to kill a Feral King!"
"The gap between the strongest rank-nine and the weakest Feral King is as wide as the heavens … those two ranks are on a different level of existence."
Jiang He became silent.
He felt that it was not impossible. Why would a rank-nine not be able to kill a Feral King?
Still, he did not dare to say anything since he had never seen an elite above rank-nine in action and did not know what they could do.
Soon.
Sora had prepared lunch.
However, Jiang He did not serve Cheng Dongfeng and Zhou Yu with what he planted. He had bought a lot of vegetables for his family in Lingzhou City.
After lunch.
Jiang He sent Zhou Yu and Cheng Dongfeng to the door, when Cheng Dongfeng suddenly became mysterious and pulled Jiang He aside, whispering, "Jiang He, where did you hire this babysitter? Give me a contact, I'm thinking of hiring one too … "
"Aren't you staying at the staff dormitory of the Martial Arts Department (MAD)? Why hire a maid? Moreover, I found her on the streets by chance. "
Jiang He shot Cheng Dongfeng a disdainful look. Could a boorish man not differentiate between a babysitter and a maid?
Was a babysitter that pretty?
Would a babysitter warm his bed?
Sighing in disappointment, Cheng Dongfeng turned and left, his back bleak.
He could vaguely hear Jiang He muttering behind him, "A man in his late thirties and forties looking for a maid. Bleh … old pervert."
His foot slipped.
Cheng Dongfeng almost fell to the ground, and he turned to glare at Jiang He with red eyes.
So what if I'm forty?
I'm still single at forty. What's wrong with finding a beautiful maid?
Getting into the driver's seat, Cheng Dongfeng drove out of the village.
At the backseat, Zhou Yu smiled. "What do you think of Jiang He, Old Cheng?"
Cheng Dongfeng thought about it for half a day before giving what he believed to be a fair assessment, saying, "The kid is young, talented, talented, and powerful. Though his brain can't keep up at times, he's still young, so it's normal for him to have strange thoughts."
Zhou Yu nodded but said nothing else.
Almost no one knew that aside from being a top rank-nine martial artist, Zhou Yu was also an Awakened. Moreover, the superpower he had awakened was very special, and like Wang Siyu, it could …
Mind reading!
Minister Wang had sent him here to probe Jiang He's limits, but after chatting for almost two hours …
He did not find anything.
He had used his mind reading skill dozens of times, to the point where his spirit was showing signs of drying up …
His superpower was A-class.
Few below rank-nine could escape Zhou Yu's probing, and the fact that Jiang He could evade it meant that his spirit would not lose out to rank-nine martial artists.
…
At the same time.
Tantra, the Western Frontier.
The people of the Tantric Sect had always kept a low profile. The Tantric Sect was hidden in the mountains, and they liked to call their sect's holy land the Vajra Realm.
The Secret Realm of the Tantras was called the Womb Realm.
"The Diamond Realm, the Womb Realm …"
Wang Hou, who was wearing white tracksuits, was studying the scenery around him on the bluestone staircase in the mountain forest. He could not help chuckling as he climbed up the stairs. "Everyone says that the Tantras are divided into two factions, the Diamond Realm and the Womb Realm. Now, it seems that it's pure nonsense. Isn't it just a name for the mountain and the Secret Realm?"
Mist swirled at the end of the bluestone staircase, obscuring the view of the mountaintop.
An elderly figure abruptly appeared.
He was dressed like a monk in plain clothes, though there were no monk scars on his head and his hair was inch-short.
As if walking out of thin air, he placed a hand before his chest and bowed slightly to Wang Hou, saying, "The Head Buddha is aware of Minister Wang's intentions. My apologies, Minister Wang. Please leave."
"Oh?"
Laughing, Wang Hou shifted his feet and abruptly appeared in front of the man, abruptly slapping out a palm.
Kaboom!
It was as if the sky itself was collapsing.
The man felt as if the world before him was shrinking and collapsing, crushing down upon him. Casting what he had learned, his body shone in golden light, and yet he was sent flying backward in the very next moment, coughing up blood as he was sent flying into the mist.
Wang Hou stood with his hands clasped behind his back, sensing the veins of spiritual probing that extended out of thin air, and calmly said, "I've come to visit in person, and you're telling me to leave?"
"I, Wang, do I still want face?"
Then, leisurely and contentedly, he took out his phone and dialed a number —
"Chief Commander Li, prepare for bombing. If anything happens to me, flatten the Diamond Realm of the Tantras first."
"It's fine. There's no one within several hundred miles."
"Moreover, what kind of crisis are we in right now?"
"Ferals are rising everywhere, wreaking havoc on the human realm. Demons from beyond and factions from other planetary systems are eyeing us like tigers watching their prey. Worse comes to worst, we'll just throw a few nuclear bombs. What's there to be afraid of? Listen to my orders … "
"Wang Hou!"
Someone roared angrily from within the mist, "Don't go too far. The Tantras have existed for a thousand years. Why would we fear a brat like you?"
Kaboom!
The mist burst apart.
The man who spoke fell, coughing blood. Wang Hou pressed him into the belly of the mountain with one palm, his other hand still holding the phone as he said, "Alright, alright, I'm hanging up …"
"You're a general. Why do you have so much nonsense to say?"
"Moreover, I've already said that I've broken through in martial arts. I might not even need to use nuclear bombs to subjugate the Diamond Realm of the Tantras by myself …"
Wang Hou's aura changed abruptly as he hung up. Stepping on thin air, he took to the skies and sneered, "The Tantras are within our borders. Now that our nation is in danger, you lot are actually locking your doors? I couldn't beat you before so I ignored you, but now … you're not willing to see me?"
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