Wary, Wang Siyu could not help asking, "Jiang He, the houses outside the city are worthless now. Why are you buying them?"
"Useful."
Jiang He answered mysteriously.
He bade her farewell and was about to leave when he remembered something when he opened the car door. "By the way," he instructed, "Tell the villagers not to return to the village if there's nothing important."
"Even if you do return, keep to the main road and don't run around."
Climbing into his car, Jiang He gave the order to return home.
After some thought, he whipped out his phone and gave Duan Tianhe a call to inform him about the matter.
The gist of it was that he should list the vicinity of his house as a forbidden zone, and notify the martial artists and Awakened who were out training or Feral hunting not to wander around Jinyintan Village.
It would be bad if they accidentally hurt anyone.
Duan Tianhe did not press the matter even though he was puzzled, and instead agreed to it. "I've just received a notice from the higher-ups that the Secret Realm of the Five Holy Grounds would open on the seventh of October."
"The Tantra Secret Realm has a total of six slots. Aside from you, the other five would be chosen from the military districts of every province in Xibei and the Martial Arts Department (MAD). Minister Wang wants us to gather at Lingzhou City beforehand, and elites would escort you to the Tantra Sect of the Western Frontier."
"Oh?"
Jiang He appeared taken aback and puzzled. "Those who qualify to enter the Secret Realm would not be weak, would they? Why would they need an escort? "
"We have to be careful."
Duan Tianhe, who had always been prudent in his conduct, said, "According to our intelligence, the Sky Demon Cult has mobilized a large number of elites recently, and they might be up to something big."
"You mean …"
Jiang He's eyes lit up in delight. "Sky Demon Cult elites might ambush us along the way?"
"Not necessarily, but it's best to be careful."
Duan Tianhe smiled. "You martial artists who qualify to cultivate in the Secret Realm are all prodigies, and it would be a loss for the martial world of the Hua Nation if even one of you is lost."
"How am I a prodigy?"
Then, Jiang He remembered how he had cultivated for over a dozen minutes to no avail, improving his cultivation entirely by farming and accumulating resources. Even his martial arts, cultivation manuals, and Boundary of Wills had unwittingly ascended and gained no sense of accomplishment, and he could not help saying, "I'm just an average martial arts newbie. How could I be associated with prodigies?"
"…"
Duan Tianhe was silent for half a minute before he said, "You're being too humble, Mister Jiang."
His tone was very complicated.
Shaking his head, Jiang He said dejectedly, "You don't have to console me, Chief Duan. I know how talented I am."
Jiang He himself knew very well …
Compared to other geniuses, his talent was really nothing. At most, he was more hardworking and could endure hardships. Whenever he had free time, he would go to the farm and farm. That was why he could have his current achievements.
And yet, Jiang He did not know …
No matter how monstrous a martial artist was, it would be impossible for them to have an effect in just ten minutes.
Holy shit!
Duan Tianhe gritted his teeth. He felt that he couldn't continue this conversation any longer.
What the f * ck do you mean by that tone of disappointment?
Not wanting to keep tangling with Jiang He on that topic, he said, "By the way, you must be careful over the next few days. The Sky Demon Cultists hate you to the bone, and they've mobilized a large number of their elites this time, and they might target you."
"Don't worry!"
Jiang He's mood immediately improved, and he smiled. "I'm just afraid they wouldn't dare to come."
He hung up.
Jiang He's sports car slowly drove into Jinyintan Village.
Unbeknownst to him, a graceful figure had suddenly stepped out from the trunk of the elm tree at the entrance of the village.
It was a very unusual sight.
The elm tree was lush with leaves and the trunk was not hollow, but the graceful figure seemed to have fused with the trunk as one.
She was wearing a black veil that revealed her incredibly hot figure, and her white underwear could be vaguely seen through the veil. Her face was covered with a black veil as well, and she was dressed in an 'Indian style'. Her face was obscured, and only her eyes could be seen.
Even so, her eyes were extremely turbid, and there were even wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, which was completely disproportionate to her graceful figure.
The figure watched as Jiang He's sports car drove away, and with a single move of her feet, she began to dash along the highway.
As the villagers near the city slowly moved away, the highway that used to be a busy one was now very quiet. Now, there were only a few cars passing by the highway for an entire day.
The surveillance cameras and traffic lights at the crossroads were still standing, but they had long since been destroyed. There was no electricity, no internet, and they were just for show.
The Ferals that roamed everywhere were naturally destructive in the first place, not to mention that the Sky Demon Cultists would never allow those things to remain unscathed.
The figure arrived at a traffic light junction a kilometer away from Jinyintan Village, and turned into the entrance of a neighboring village, entering an abandoned factory there.
The factory had been custom-made for 'colored steel' and 'colored steel', and there were many aluminum alloy bars and colored steel plates piled up in the yard.
There were also several people in the yard.
"Dark Sky!"
They all turned to look at the woman when they saw her approach.
She said reverently, "Sentinel of the Right, Senior Elder, Fourth Elder …"
Those people were shockingly elites of the Sky Demon Cult. The Sentinel of the Right was a man with a fearsome knife scar on his face, while the Senior Elder was an old woman with a walking stick, while the Fourth Elder was a man wearing a magical costume.
Aside from them, there were three other Decans of the Sky Demon Cult.
The scarred Sentinel of the Right frowned and asked, "Where is the Holy Child, Dark Sky?"
"Holy Child …"
Dark Sky clenched her teeth and dropped to one knee, saying, "Please forgive me, Sentinel of the Right. The Holy Child had infiltrated Jinyintan Village with Sword Star, Speed Star, and six Heavenly Generals, intent on ambushing Jiang He."
"I came to report as soon as I found out that Jiang He had returned."
The Sentinel of the Right's eyes tightened, the knife scar on his face wriggling like earthworms and appearing extremely fearsome. Still, he soon recovered and said, "Rise. What crime have you committed?"
"The Holy Child is equal to the Elders, and I know the Flowing Cloud Holy Child's temperament very well. He has always been arrogant and stubborn, so how could you dissuade him?"
He then turned toward Jinyintan Village and extended his senses, saying, "The Flowing Cloud Holy Child has yet to make a move. Dark Sky, send word to the Flowing Cloud Holy Child and tell him to return."
Dark Sky nodded in acknowledgment.
Within the Holy Sect, the status of the two Protectors was even higher than that of the Nine Great Elders. Their strength was also extremely tyrannical. Both of them were Invincible Level Nine Invincible Realm Masters with the Great Completion of the Power of Wills. No matter how arrogant the Flowing Cloud Saint was, he had to obey the orders of the Right Protector.
After all …
Being a Holy Child did not mean that he would ascend to the Saint's throne in the future. The Saint had groomed a dozen Holy Children and implemented a policy of breeding insects, and everything would only be decided in the end.
The Sentinel of the Right paced around the yard, musing to himself for a long time before saying, "The Saint has decreed that Jiang He must die … a rank-six who could kill a rank-nine martial artist must not be allowed to grow."
"Still, we must think about how to kill him."
Fourth Elder, who was wearing magician attire, frowned and said, "Aren't we being a little too cautious, Sentinel? No matter how powerful Jiang He is, he is still a martial artist who has yet to reach rank-eight … "
Clearly, the Sky Demon Cultists were not aware that Jiang He was already rank-eight.
They definitely had hidden pawns in the upper echelons of the Martial Arts Department (MAD), but it would take time for certain information to be delivered.
The Sentinel of the Right coolly glanced at him and said, "Fourth Elder … why don't you kill Jiang He?"
Fourth Elder promptly shut his mouth.
A joke?
I'm not willing to take that risk.
Though he had no idea how the brat did it, the Holy Faith had lost so many elites to Jiang He, and even Third Elder, who was stronger than himself, had died at his hands. It was clear that the brat was not that easy to handle.
Soon.
Several figures entered the yard one after another.
The one in the lead was a youth.
He appeared to be in his twenties, and was wearing a white traditional costume with a crystalline jade pendant tied around his waist. His face was fair and he looked quite handsome, and there was even a faint fragrance wafting from his body …
Of course, it was not his body fragrance, but the fragrance bag that the Flowing Cloud Holy Child often carried around his body.
Behind the Flowing Cloud Saint Son were two eighth-rank experts, Speed Venerable and Sword Venerable. Speed Venerable was a wind-elemental Awakened Transcendent with tyrannical strength and unparalleled speed, while Sword Venerable was an expert swordsman.
Clearly, the Flowing Cloud Holy Child was a little displeased at being summoned back by the Sentinel. He scowled, but did not dare to show it, and so frowned, "Lord Sentinel of the Right, Jiang He is the only one in the village. Why won't you let me do it?"
The Sentinel of the Right's gaze darkened and he asked, "Are you completely confident that you could kill Jiang He?"
"No."
"How would you kill him if you're not confident?"
The Sentinel of the Right snorted coldly. "The Saint has decreed that Jiang He must be killed. With so many of our elites here, there's no need to act rashly and startle the enemy."
"Then what do you mean, Lord Sentinel?"
The Flowing Cloud Holy Child's gaze twitched.
The Sentinel of the Right flatly said, "We will all attack together. As the saying goes, a lion would use its full power even when hunting a rabbit. Once we attack, we will not give Jiang He any chance of survival, and we will kill him as fast as lightning!"
He then swept his gaze across the crowd before saying, "The Cardinal has infiltrated Mount Dadong and is having a secret discussion with the Graywolf King about opening the heritage site. We will attack at nightfall and kill Jiang He, drawing the attention of the Hua Nation's elites, and providing the Cardinal with a distraction."
"Flowing Cloud Holy Child, where are the Heavenly Generals you're leading?"
The Flowing Cloud Holy Child stroked his hair in a flamboyant manner, saying, "They are hiding near Jiang He's house and monitoring his movements … don't worry, Lord Sentinel, I've given them treasures to hide their presence, and Jiang He would never notice them … Eh?"
Even as he spoke, the Flowing Cloud Holy Child's eyes suddenly twitched and he whipped out his phone for a look, smiling. "Lord Sentinel, the Heavenly Generals have investigated … there are no elites in Jiang He's house."
"Aside from Jiang He, there's a maid, seven strangely dressed children, a cat, and a dog."
The Sentinel of the Right nodded and asked, "What is Jiang He doing now?"
The Flowing Cloud Holy Child typed a message to ask, and soon received a reply.
The Flowing Cloud Holy Child could not help doing a double take at the reply, and only spoke after a while, "Jiang He … is planting potatoes around his house?"
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