"Sigh …"
Draped in his silk pajamas, Jiang He lit a cigarette and stood by the window, feeling bored as he looked out at the night sky.
"The pepper is powerful, but the side effects are terrible. I can't always bring a maid with me when I'm away."
After working for most of the night, the sun was about to rise.
Unable to sleep, Jiang He poured himself another cup of rank-nine Origin Fluid, roasted a plate of purple-gold sunflower seeds, and munched on them.
Soon.
The sun had risen.
Sora had already prepared breakfast when Jiang He went downstairs.
As he ate, Jiang He suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I'll plant some cucumbers for you later. Also, there's rank-nine Origin Fluid at home — the willow one strengthens qi cultivation, while the locust one strengthens spirit."
"Eat and drink as you should, and improve your ability first. Otherwise, you won't be able to stand it even before I start …"
"Yes, Master."
…
After breakfast, Jiang He returned to his farm.
His cultivation talent was lacking compared to others, and he could only strengthen himself through hard work. Once he entered his farm, Jiang He's attention was drawn by two oddly-shaped trees.
Both trees were three meters tall and did not have many leaves, with only a few scattered leaves hanging on their bare branches.
Curiously, both the branches and leaves were as transparent as crystals.
Numerous hexagonal ores the size of a child's fist hung on the tree trunks. As the autumn wind blew, the ores swayed along with the branches and collided with each other, emitting a wave of clear and melodious clanking sounds.
"Master, master!"
Dumbo ran to Jiang He with a fawning look on its canine face, saying, "I've already counted for you. There are a total of fifty rocks on the tree."
Fifty?
Jiang He scanned with his spirit and could not help chuckling. "There's clearly a hundred. Why did you say it's fifty?"
"A hundred, huh?"
Dumbo rose to its rear legs and scratched its head with a puzzled look on its face.
Jiang He ignored it, and reached out to pluck one of the Orirocks.
[Ding!]
[+ 100 Farm Points.]
A System Notification jingled beside his ear.
One Orirock earned Jiang He 100 Farm Points and 10 EXP.
"It's a little more than I imagined!"
Jiang He looked delighted.
If an Orirock was worth a hundred Farm Points, a hundred Orirocks on this tree meant that he could earn 10000 Farm Points.
Two trees, that would be 20,000 points.
20000 Farm Points was not much, but …
It was a brand-new way of earning Farm Points.
"The only problem is that the raw stones are priceless. Normal Rank-9 martial artists can't get their hands on them. Even if they can, they'll definitely use them for cultivation. Why would they sell them?"
Jiang He mused to himself for a while before smiling again.
Sell …
No one was selling.
What about exchanging the fruits and vegetables he grew himself?
Putting everything else aside, the eggplants that he grew could extend his lifespan by five years. Although the effects could not be stacked, five years …
It was quite a lot.
For a pinnacle rank-nine powerhouse like Long Mountain Lin, if he could really live for another five years, he might be able to go one step further, break through his limits and step into the divine-tier.
Once he stepped into the divine-tier, he would gain 200 years of lifespan.
"I'll make a post on Warrior Home after I'm done, and put up a quest at the Martial Arts Department (MAD) as well … I'll definitely get my hands on the Orirocks."
"Moreover … weren't Orirocks supposed to be found in heritage sites and Secret Realms? I could try trading with their elites when I go to the Tantra Sect. "
Jiang He felt that as long as he had enough Orirocks to plant …
That way, he could quickly accumulate Farm Points and improve his ability.
[Ding!]
[+ 100 Farm Points]
[Ding!]
[+ 100 Farm Points]
[Ding …]
As the System Notifications jingled beside his ears, Jiang He soon plucked all the Orirocks from the two trees, and glanced at the System —
[Name: Jiang He]
[Cultivation: Immortal Path — full-fledged Qi Refinist; Martial Arts — rank-eight pinnacle]
[Ability: Royal Sword, fire]
[Martial Arts Cultivation: Indestructible Diamond (Mastery +), Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (+), Blind Princess's Eight Practices (Second Practice +), Strengthened Nine Yang Technique (Fifth Tier +), Ninefold Thunderblade (Third Tier +), Dragon-Elephant Prajna (Fifth Tier +), Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula (First Tier), Three Thousand Calamities (First Tier)]
[Owned Land: 3 Mu]
[Farm Level: 4 (EXP 10800/50000)]
[System Backpack: 18]
[System Shop: Unlocked]
[Farm Points: 32,000]
"Eh …"
"I've accumulated so many Farm Points again?"
Jiang He thought about it …
He could use Farm Points as soon as he had them, and he could just farm them again when he ran out. That was why —
"System, help me improve the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula to Tier Two."
[Ding!]
[Insufficient Farm Points. Improvement failed.]
？？？
Jiang He's eyes widened at a loss for words, and he cursed, "What the hell? 32,000 Farm Points isn't enough to improve the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula to Tier Two? Isn't the System getting more and more greedy? "
Still …
Soon, Jiang He felt relieved.
It seemed normal.
Although the body-tempering immortal spell, the Nine Heavenly Stellar Body Tempering Art, only increased the toughness of the body, it was slightly inferior to the sword immortal cultivation technique, the Three Thousand Tribulations, making it easier to raise …
Still, the second tier of the technique corresponded to Golden Pellet.
Mastery of the second tier would improve his physique to the level of Golden Pellet in Qi Refinists …
It made sense that 30000 Farm Points were not enough.
"By the way … if the second tier of the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula corresponded to Golden Pellet in Qi Refinists … it should be equal to divine-tier in martial arts, shouldn't it?"
Jiang He suddenly thought of a problem then.
If he really did improve the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula to Tier Two, his physique would be able to withstand a divine-tier elite's attack.
When that happens, he would at most feel a little pain and a slight redness when an average divine-tier elite's sword slashed down.
A full-powered strike from a divine-tier elite should be able to cut through his defenses, should it not?
"Err … Maybe it really can break through. After all, the concept of breaking through defense is too broad. For example, piercing through my skin is considered breaking through. I'm guessing that only the pinnacle of divine-tier elites can truly hurt me."
Jiang He felt a little dispirited at the thought.
He was just a little martial arts newbie and a novice in immortal arts. Why did he suddenly feel like he was almost invincible?
Heh!
Jiang He laughed self-deprecatingly. "I'm actually starting to swell …"
It was clear.
His worldview was changing.
"I've already started cultivating immortal spells, and I've even obtained a supreme-grade flying sword … I wouldn't be surprised if someone told me that they've discovered a cultivator who's lived for hundreds or even thousands of years."
Jiang He looked up at the horizon.
Not to mention the cultivators, just the Sky Fiend Clan of the outer realm was definitely not easy to deal with.
"Eh?"
And yet, another idea came to Jiang He's mind once he remembered the Sky Demon Cult.
"If I remember correctly, the Fourth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult wearing the zebra-crossed-magic-robe mentioned that the Stargate or something might be near Lingzhou City if the Sky Demons descend?"
"Well, if I could discover the Stargate or whatever beforehand and stuff an atomic bomb with a yield of several dozen thousand tons inside when the Sky Demon Cult descend … would that stop them?"
"Hmmm …"
"Atomic bombs probably won't work. After all, according to normal settings, things like the Stargate will cause huge interference and render electronic devices, bombs, and atomic bombs unusable."
"But …"
"What if I could grow crops that could match an atomic bomb with a yield of several dozen thousand tons?"
Jiang He pondered.
Could it blow up?
It definitely would!
But most importantly, what kind of crops could grow that could match the power of an atomic bomb with a yield of several dozen thousand tons?
"Forget it. Why think about that?"
"I'll just have to plant it slowly anyway, and I just might get lucky and grow it … moreover, I'm a beginner in immortal arts now. Wouldn't it be reasonable for me to learn something like a sword array?"
"I'll just set it up at the entrance of the Stargate or whatever and wait."
Jiang He thought about many things.
There was no helping it …
It was said that the Sky Demon Cult was backed by the Sky Demons, and Jiang He now had a small grudge against them. They would definitely come after him when they descend, and instead of having to face various assassinations, encirclement, and ambushes every few days while worrying and living in fear, it was better to plan ahead and kill them all as soon as they descend. Wouldn't that solve his problem once and for all?
Jiang He turned to the side.
Dumbo was counting something with its paws …
"38, 39, 40 …"
Still, Jiang He was a little moved when he saw how focused Dumbo was … no wonder Dumbo could speak the human tongue even though it was not rank-seven. Everything had to do with its diligence and eagerness to learn.
On the other hand, Trumbo …
It was still snoring on top of the Sentinel of the Right's grave.
"Alright, stop sleeping. Both of you, come with me to the city. Bring along the sunflower stalks I cut yesterday and see if they could be forged into weapons."
Since Dumbo and Trumbo could learn martial arts, getting them a weapon would definitely improve their combat ability.
After all, they were pets that guarded his yard, and Jiang He intended to groom them well in the future. He could not be expected to do everything himself, could he?
Dumbo brought the sunflower stalks to him, and Jiang He put them inside his System Backpack with a wave of his hand.
Stepping out of the farm, Jiang He greeted Sora and said, "I'm going to the city for some business … by the way, I've already planted the cucumbers, so I'll harvest them when I come back. Don't prepare lunch — we'll have prawns when I come back."
Jiang He got into his sports car, with Dumbo and Trumbo hopping onto the passenger seats.
In the end …
Cat and dog almost got into a fight over the seats!
"Silence!"
Jiang He scolded with a scowl, and both cat and dog promptly quietened. Dumbo sat on the passenger seat, while Trumbo helped it fasten its seatbelt before hanging onto Dumbo.
Jiang He issued a voice command.
Soon, the sports car sped towards the Lingzhou City Martial Arts Department (MAD).
Jiang He headed straight to the old blacksmith's workshop and exchanged some pleasantries with the old man before saying, "Old man, I've come to you today to ask you to help me make a pot …"
"The pot has to be heat-resistant, and it would be best if you could heat it up a little …"
Jiang He thought about it and added, "And it has to be big … could it be fifteen meters in diameter?"
After all …
The rank-seven crab he killed was around thirteen meters long, and the pot was too small to cook it.
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