"Psycho!"
Jiang He cursed inwardly as he walked up to the graves. Dumbo and Trumbo were snoring loudly on top of their graves, though there was no grave grass growing over them.
Grabbing a handful of blended qi pellets, Jiang He chewed slowly. Life without farming was too boring.
"There might be heritage sites on Mount Dadong. Should I go for a spin there?"
Jiang He mused to himself for a long time, but eventually gave up on that idea.
Mount Dadong was too dangerous!
Right now, he was confident that he could escape unscathed from any rank-nine, but he was not confident that he could stay alive against a Feral King.
"I'm rank-seven advanced at the moment and have a lot of room for improvement. If push comes to shove, I'll think about it after I reach rank-eight or nine." Jiang He stepped out of his farm and took out several blended qi pellets.
Others aside.
Those pellets were a class above qi pellets and tasted much better. Three million each was not expensive for Jiang He, but he would feel uncomfortable if he did not eat up to thirty of them a day.
Home.
Taking a bath.
Jiang He returned to his bedroom and logged into Warrior Home to look it up.
This time, he set his sights on rank-nine Ferals, since he needed two portions of rank-nine Feral meat to level up his farm.
The rank-nine Ferals of the Western Xia Province were all gathered inside Mount Dadong, and since there were Feral Kings there, Jiang He had to set his sights outside the province. He searched the forums and found many posts about rank-nine Ferals.
"Shocking! A monster from Lake Qinghai has appeared! It's as massive as an ancient crocodile and is suspected to be a rank-nine Feral!"
"The white serpent I saved actually evolved into a rank-nine Feral!"
"On the thirteenth of September, 2019, Luoyang City was struck by a Feral Swarm. The military and many martial artists fought a bloody battle, and Pei Dongshan, an elite of the military, beheaded a rank-nine Feral Purple-Eyed Ape and repelled the Feral Swarm …"
Many of the posts about rank-nine Ferals were very tragic, with a county town being attacked by a rank-nine Feral. Tens of thousands of people were killed, and many martial artists and Awakened were killed …
Even so, there were many posts that Jiang He could not help cursing.
For example, "The white snake I saved actually evolved into a Rank-9 Direbeast." The poster even showed a photo of himself dancing with the snake. The most important thing was that the white snake in the photo was huge and thick, and the girl in the photo was beautiful and hot.
A real female version of the Legend of White Snake?
Is this photoshopped?
What was even more outrageous was another post. Someone claimed that his nephew's poodle had accidentally eaten a small goldfish in the lotus pond. Then, it had evolved and turned into a …
Ninth-grade Teddy?
Whether others believed it or not, Jiang He did not.
Many of the posts used modifiers such as "suspected", "guessed", "rumored", and so on. There was no way to confirm whether or not it was a Rank-9 Feral Beast. After all … Rank-9 Ferals were highly intelligent, and most of them lived deep in the mountains and forests.
After the revival of spirit qi, ordinary martial artists could not enter the deep mountains and old forests at all, so it was difficult to get accurate information.
After browsing through the posts for half an hour, Jiang He finally had an idea.
"The Yangtze Delta, Chongming Island … the rank-nine Black King Drake?"
Everyone knew that only Ferals above rank-nine could be crowned with the title of King. Still, Jiang He had a general idea why it was called the Black King Drake after reading through the posts.
For one, it was overwhelmingly powerful and ruled over a vast wildlands. It even had rank-nine Ferals, as well as many rank-eight and seven Ferals under its command.
Secondly, there was no telling where the post was reposted from. The actual date was May, which was more than four months ago. At the time, titles such as Feral King were still a little vague and not yet popularized.
"Black King Drake?"
"An extremely powerful rank-nine Feral with other rank-nines under its command …"
"The only problem is that it's too far away. The Yangtze Delta is already part of Jiangnan …"
"Eh?"
"Auction?"
All of a sudden.
Jiang He's gaze shifted again.
He saw another post. The general meaning of the post was that several martial arts families and sects with many years of inheritance were going to hold an auction in Jiangnan City. The items to be auctioned were limited but not limited to Cultivation Methods, weapons, spirits of vegetation, ferocious beast cubs, ferocious beast eggs, and even raw stones.
Clearly.
With the Revival of Qi and the popularization of martial arts, those items would eventually become a huge cake of profit, and some smart people were already making a move.
Incidentally, the auction would be held in Jiangnan as well.
"The auction is on the first of October? There's still five days left, and I could use that time to cultivate, earn Farm Points and improve my ability. After all, the post said that the Black King Drake is very powerful and one of the strongest rank-nine Ferals in the Hua Nation. I have to prepare. "
Jiang He closed his laptop and promptly jumped off his bed.
Sleep?
Sleep, my foot!
He was brimming with energy and did not feel sleepy at all.
"What's the fastest way to earn Farm Points?"
"Blended Qi Pill … But I only managed to get ten Blended Qi Pills, and I've planted all of them. The Blended Qi Pills that I've planted can't be used as seeds to continue planting …"
Jiang He thought about it, and decided that he had to plant gold bricks.
Planting one gold brick for a tree would yield a hundred gold ingots, and each harvest would earn him a thousand Farm Points. Wouldn't he be invincible if he planted up to five hundred of them?
"That's right, gold bricks are the best!"
"Otherwise, after my farm levels up, the effect of using gold bricks to earn Farm Points would definitely be discounted. Even if I plant them now, the EXP would overflow, but overflow is overflow. It doesn't matter."
"I'm going to buy gold tomorrow morning!"
… …
Sichuan.
Old Tai 'an Town, beneath Mount Qingcheng.
Logically speaking, Tai 'an Town had its back against Mount Qingcheng. With the Revival of Qi and the abundance of Ferals in the mountain, small towns like Tai' an should have long since moved away. However, the truth was that Tai 'an Town was peaceful, and countless rich people were willing to spend a fortune to buy real estate there …
After all, there were no Ferals in Mount Qingcheng.
It was not as if there were none.
In fact, there were Ferals in Mount Qingcheng, and there were two gigantic pythons, one white and the other blue. However, they did not harm humans.
They were the divine guardian beasts of Mount Qingcheng.
Mount Qingcheng, on the other hand, was one of the five Holy Grounds of martial arts in the Hua Nation, sharing its fame with the Tantric Sect of the Western Frontier, the Martial Daoist Palace of Wudang, the Shaolin Temple of Mount Shaoshi, and the Jiang clan of the Yellow Emperor's Tomb.
* * * Meanwhile, at the center of Tai 'an Town, an ancient-styled courtyard house was brightly lit, with the words' Lin Residence 'hanging over the courtyard house's door.
The Lin Residence was quite famous in Tai 'an Town, as well as in martial arts circles.
The Tai 'an Lin clan was renowned throughout Sichuan, and their clan leader, Long Mountain Lin, was a top rank-nine elite who ranked among the top rank-nines in the Hua Nation, having grasped sword will.
And yet, Long Mountain Lin was now lying on a bed.
He was completely unconscious, his face black and his aura very weak.
Many disciples of the Lin clan were standing beside the bed, including Long Mountain Lin's sons, grandsons, and granddaughters.
The youngest of his grandsons was already in their twenties. Long Mountain Lin had six sons, three of whom were martial arts grandmasters. Long Mountain Lin had 13 grandsons and 14 granddaughters. They were either in the military, in business, or in scientific research. All of them were rather accomplished. Even the most outstanding of his grandsons was a rank-seven grandmaster.
A middle-aged man entered the room.
The others quickly went to him.
"Brother!"
"Uncle!"
"How's it going?"
The middle-aged man's qi and aura were powerful, and his cultivation was rank-eight. He was Lin Tianzheng, chief of the Sichuan Martial Arts Department (MAD), and he shook his head with a pained smile. "He's just spouting nonsense. Cucumbers detoxifying, eggplants extending lifespan … I really wanted to slap him into the ground if we weren't talking over the phone!"
"Dad, there are all sorts of people on the forum. Don't hold out hope for them. Grandpa is poisoned by a rank-nine Six-eyed Desert Spider, and he had to burn his essence and True Essence continuously to heal himself."
Lin Tianzheng's son said. "That's right. You're one of the higher-ups of the MAD. You could apply to the MAD headquarters, but if push comes to shove …"
"I'll go to Mount Qingcheng to ask for medicine for grandpa!"
Lin Tianzheng flashed a pained smile. "Most floral spirits and mystical items discovered now target cultivation, qi, and spirit. Treasures that increase lifespan and detoxify are rare in the first place, and the MAD doesn't have them in stock either. I've asked around at the Superpower Research Department, but they can't do anything about your grandpa's symptoms either."
"As for Mount Qingcheng …"
Lin Tianzheng looked up in the direction of Mount Qingcheng and breathed a long sigh. "Your grandpa has always felt that he had betrayed Mount Qingcheng. Even if they are willing to help, your grandpa would be too ashamed to live after he wakes up."
"The Murong clan, the Long clan, and the Wei clan of Jiangnan are holding an auction that's quite a big deal. I'm going to take a look when the time comes, and see if I could ask for treasures that increase lifespan and detoxify."
That was when …
Boom!
A resounding rumble erupted in the night. The faces of Lin Tianzheng and the others fell, and all of them darted to the rooftops to look at Mount Qingcheng from afar.
They found a figure streaking across the skies, clashing with a giant green serpent.
The man repelled the green serpent with a single palm strike and exclaimed, "Is the Qingcheng Sect really unwilling to meet me?"
"I've come in good faith. Are you really not going to give me face?"
Wang Hou sneered and turned to leave, saying arrogantly, "I've been practicing martial arts since I was ten and reached grandmaster before the Revival of Qi. Later, I joined a national department and served the country, obtaining the legacies of three heritage sites and cultivating any martial arts is as easy as eating and drinking. Now that I'm Void-ascending, it won't be long — I'll sweep through Mount Qingcheng in three to five years at most!"
The Lin clan.
On the rooftops, several people were looking at each other, with someone muttering, "Brother, that voice … it's so familiar."
Lin Tianzheng had a weird look on his face as he said, "It's Minister Wang … he's fighting his way up to Mount Qingcheng?"
After all, the Lin clan and Mount Qingcheng had a deep relationship. Someone said in a low voice, "Isn't Minister Wang a little too overbearing? Mount Qingcheng has a long history. Why would they fear him? "
However, before he could finish, a figure stepped out of Mount Qingcheng and chased after Wang Hou. "Please wait, Minister Wang. We can talk about it …"
Uh …
The Lin clan disciple who spoke was taken aback.
What …
Just like that?
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