What he did not expect was …
Jiang He finally fell asleep after daybreak. He woke up naturally, and it was already five in the afternoon when Sora came to him, asking sweetly, "Master, should I help you prepare lunch?"
Lunch at this hour … was it not suitable?
"It's fine."
Jiang He waved him off and smiled. "Make more for dinner later … by the way, feed the dogs the meat in the fridge. I'm sick of Feral Beast meat below Feral King." "That's right," Jiang He said.
He went outside.
Jiang He flung the Black King Drake's corpse to the ground with a wave of his hand.
A Feral King …
It was actually quite valuable, and he could grow another one after his farm level increased.
But Jiang He was too lazy to plant it.
The Black King Drake was not that powerful, and it was better to groom Dumbo and Trumbo instead.
Most importantly, what would he eat if he planted the Black King Drake?
With a twirl of his Dragon-Slaying Saber, Jiang He cut off a meter-long 'drake tail' and cut off the scales a few more times. Then, he carried the meter-long 'drake tail' back to the mansion and handed it to Sora.
Right now, Sora had reached rank-two.
However, her cultivation stopped after that … there were no cucumbers in the house, and she had no use for qi pellets or blended qi pellets.
"I should plant more cucumbers when I have the time. I'll plant dozens of them for Sora to improve her ability, or she wouldn't be able to chop me if I want to eat ribs or whatnot if she's too weak."
Jiang He decided to groom the maid up to rank-nine so that he could have delicious ribs in the future. When that happens, he would think of a way for her to grasp blade will so that she would be sharper when she wields her cleaver.
"Hmmm …"
"Blade will …"
"I might be thinking too far ahead. I haven't grasped blade will myself."
Jiang He shook his head, a little depressed.
Wasn't the Sky Demon Cult supposed to have many elites?
Why was there not a single elite who grasped blade will among the many Sky Demon Cultists he had killed?
* * * Unbeknownst to Jiang He, someone was quietly observing him 1,500 meters away from his house.
It was Three Blades Lin, the elite blade cultivator.
At the moment, Three Blades Lin was staying in a private house. There were plenty of houses in Jinyintan Village anyway, and he had purposely picked a spacious one, even preparing bedding and blankets.
His spirit extended silently as he observed Jiang He, and naturally saw Jiang He draw out the Black King Drake with a wave of his hand.
"That kid really has a fortuitous encounter … a Spatial Ring that could hold the Black King Drake's corpse seems much larger than my own." Three Blades Lin was sitting cross-legged on a brick bed, drinking wine and eating peanuts.
And yet, when he 'saw' Jiang He holding the half of the drake's tail for the beautiful maid to cook for him, he promptly felt that his peanuts were no longer tasty.
Holy shit!
Cooking with the meat of a direbeast king?
Isn't this too extravagant?
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Three Blades Lin's gaze twitched as a look of surprise flashed across his face …
After all, he realized that his spirit could not 'see' Jiang He after Jiang He entered his' yard '.
That feeling was as if everything in front of him was gray and hazy, and his Spiritual Energy was blocked by something.
"What happened?"
"There's something strange in his orchard! “
Suddenly, Three Blades Lin rose to his feet, a bold idea flashing through his mind …
"Wang Hou is guessing that the kid must have obtained a heritage site … could that heritage site be under his orchard?"
Even as he was filled with curiosity, Three Blades Lin suppressed the urge to go and find out.
"Forget it."
"This is his providence. As his senior, why would I covet the providence of a junior?"
"Moreover, Old Wang values the kid a lot, and had me protect him in secret so that I wouldn't disturb him …" Three Blades Lin couldn't help being amused at that thought.
Coming to Lingzhou City to protect Jiang He was a blessing. At the very least, it was countless times better than when he stood guard at Mount Kunlun, where he had to keep an eye on the Violet-Crowned Golden Eagle every day and eat one of its progeny, not to mention fighting it every other day. Life was so difficult.
From now on, all he had to do was eat, drink, and sleep. After all, the kid had slain the Black King Drake and slain the Sky Demon Cult's grand expedition with a single blow. Who could fight him unless a divine-tier elite personally came?
All he had to do was watch out for another divine-tier elite.
"Sigh!"
"What a shame …"
"The kid's spirit isn't weak. I have to be careful not to be noticed. Otherwise, wouldn't it be fun to have some food and wine in this quiet village with a couple of chicks?"
… …
Jiang He was not aware that Wang Hou had arranged for elites to protect him in secret.
Inside his farm.
He had harvested all the grave weeds and flattened the graves, replacing them with new ones. As for the grave weeds, aside from the Sword Will Barrenwort that grew from Sixth Elder, the others were useless to him, and Jiang He was prepared to use them to groom Dumbo and Trumbo.
Looking at the sixteen new graves at a corner of his farm, Jiang He felt a mysterious sense of urgency!
"Now that even the Sentinel of the Right of the Sky Demon Cult has died by my hand, the next Sky Demon Cult attack would be divine-tier elites if things develop normally!"
"And now …"
"I'm no match for divine-tier elites, unless they're as weak as the Black King Drake!"
Jiang He thought about it.
Perhaps it was slightly stronger than the Black Flood Dragon King, but he could still deal with it. After all, compared to the time when he killed the Black Flood Dragon King, his strength had increased a little. He had cultivated the body-refining immortal method, the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Forging Technique, and obtained a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Red Flame Sword.
Moreover, he had yet to unleash his full potential when he killed the Black King Drake …
Come to think of it, if he had eaten a pepper back then and his ability increased exponentially, it would have been easier to kill the Black King Drake instead of fighting a bloody battle that lasted over a dozen minutes.
"The Scarlet Flame Sword, the Scarlet Flame Sword …"
Jiang He shook his head and sighed. "It's a shame that I only know one immortal physique, not immortal qi refinement or Royal Sword. Otherwise, if I could fully unleash the power of the Scarlet Flame Sword, I would be able to kill trash like the Black King Drake with a single swing."
"Sigh …"
"Buying immortal arts is just a stroke of luck. There's no telling if I'll find it."
"Instead of thinking about that, I should focus on farming."
With a turn of his hand, Jiang He took out two tufts of Sword Will Barrenwort.
Then …
He froze.
"Hold on …"
"Immortal arts … if the martial arts I copied from the internet could grow into real martial arts, what about immortal arts?"
Jiang He pondered.
There were too many immortal arts and mystical cultivation manuals on the internet.
The Demonic Art of Sky-Devouring, Undying Scripture, Scripture of No Beginning … those were all cultivation manuals that could blow up the world …
"Those familiar cultivation manuals only have names and no content. Moreover, I wouldn't be able to grow them if they're too powerful, and even if I could, it would cost hundreds of thousands of Farm Points to start with …"
"Even if I can't grow those awesome cultivation manuals, wouldn't it be better if I just plant an immortal cultivation manual?"
Qi Refinement, Golden Pellet, Sufferance, and Ascension.
Royal Sword Flight …
The legendary immortal swordsman would have one's heart racing just by imagining it!
(PS: Begging for monthly votes, begging for recommendation votes. Sob, I don't even have a thousand recommendation votes today? There's still one more chapter, but it might be a little late. Everyone, read it tomorrow.)
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