The enormous cultivation room seemed to be unusually quiet.
Jiang He stared at Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng, who were staring at each other, and asked in surprise, "Minister Wang, Elder Lin, do you think that my plan is too unstable? We could also carry out Plan B. Before the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor work together against me, we would go to their doorstep and kill one of them. "
If one of them died, how were they supposed to work together?
Lin Tianzheng did not know Jiang He, but Wang Hou knew that Jiang He was a man of his word, and so quickly said, "Don't be careless, Jiang He. The Saint of the Sky Demon Cult is extremely powerful, and his cultivation must be nearing Void-tier advanced pinnacle. Moreover, I could feel that he did not use his full power when he ambushed me, and quickly fled after that strike. Otherwise, I'm not sure if I would have returned alive."
Stunned, Jiang He exclaimed with lingering fear, "It's a good thing that I held my ground and didn't go after the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor right away. Otherwise, I might not have been able to kill them yesterday."
Wang Hou scowled and continued, "Moreover, the Dragoncroc Emperor would never be weaker than the Sky Demon Cult's Saint. Behind it stands the ancient daemons, and according to Elder Lin's information, the ancient daemons cultivate daemonic arts and forge daemonic armaments, making them extremely powerful."
"I've already expected this."
Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Minister Wang, do you think the Sky Demon Cult's Saint or the Dragoncroc Emperor would be easier to kill? To be on the safe side, I've decided to execute my second plan. I'll kill one of them first and take them down one by one. "
"No, Jiang He!"
Wang Hou said, "We need to give this matter further thought!"
"Heh … the others are already working together to kill me, so why should I grow? Sitting around and waiting for death isn't my style." Jiang He sneered.
Sit and wait for death?
Wang Hou was speechless.
Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the phrase 'sitting and waiting for death'?
Shouldn't the plan we discussed before be to 'wait for the hare to come to us'?
Wang Hou tried to persuade him again, but Jiang He said, "Don't worry, Minister Wang. I wouldn't act before I'm absolutely certain, not to mention that I'm not planning to bother the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor right now."
Wang Hou could not help but sigh in relief.
It's good that you listen to me, it's good that you listen to me …
He was really afraid that Jiang He would be reckless and charge straight to Shennongjia.
On the other hand, Jiang He had another idea.
I had just ascended and could not withdraw my qi completely. If the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor sensed me from miles away, how could I kill them then?
What if they turned around and ran?
Therefore, what he needed to do was to first adapt to his own strength and wait until he could completely control his Qi and blood to prevent it from dissipating before he could make his move.
This process …
It would take at least half a day.
If he wanted to make a move, he would have to wait until nightfall. How could he say it was now?
Moreover, there was another advantage to fighting at night. After the fight, he could get injured and bleed a little. Then, he could use Sword 23 to consume some of his mental energy. After that, he could go straight to sleep.
Jiang He considered it deeply.
After chatting for a while, it was lunchtime.
Wang Hou asked Jiang He to stay at the MAD for a meal, saying that he should try their food. Jiang He declined, saying, "Minister Wang, could I borrow someone from you?"
"Yan Dehao, I want to understand more about the Heavenly Demon Cult from him. After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you emerge victorious."
Wang Hou: "Alright, I'll have Zhou Yu arrange it."
"Thank you very much."
Jiang He rose to his feet and bid farewell with a fist-palm salute, saying, "By the way, I'm staying at Hotel Yilong 7014. Just have Yan Dehao come over directly."
After Jiang He left, Lin Tianzheng chuckled. "He's quite an interesting person … and he has the aura of a full-fledged Golden Pellet cultivator. His providence must be profound for him to have such cultivation at such a young age, and it seems that he has obtained a legacy from a certain sect. Still, there's no telling if any of the old antiques from that sect are still alive."
Wang Hou could not help feeling a headache at the mention of 'old antiques'.
As if seeing through Wang Hou's worries, Lin Tianzheng chuckled. "Actually, you don't have to worry so much, Minister Wang. It's not a bad thing that some of the old antiques among the humans are slumbering and having some small world legacies. If they weren't holding them back, the ancient daemon cultivators would have come out long ago."
"Be that as it may … there would definitely be friction once they awaken in the future. Those antiques are unparalleled in power and lawless. Who could stop them then?"
Wang Hou shook his head, dispelling the worries in his mind.
Wang Hou's tone then changed as he said, "Whatever, let's not think about that for now. Right now, both the Sky Demon Cult and the daemons believe that I'm maimed and would definitely choose to riot in the next few days. We could use that opportunity to kill a large number of Feral Kings, and once we succeed, the situation in the Hua Nation would be completely stabilized."
"Even the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult and the Dragoncroc Emperor … if Jiang He is willing to cooperate, we would have a chance against them too."
"I'll discuss the details with Jiang He tomorrow, and you and I would head to Lingzhou City in secret after Jiang He returns. When the time comes, if the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult and the Dragoncroc Emperor really come for us, it would be a great victory if we could kill one of them."
…
Meanwhile, Wang Hou and Lin Tianzheng were having their discussion.
Jiang He had already returned to Hotel Yilong and was beginning to adapt to his own power. He was directing his physique to familiarize himself with every inch of his flesh, trying to perfectly withdraw his qi …
Then, someone knocked on his door around 2.30 in the afternoon.
It was Yan Dehao.
Yan Dehao appeared a little ragged at the moment. His burly frame that was almost two meters tall strangely gave off a haggard air, and only his bald head appeared even more shiny.
"You were looking for me, Mister Jiang?"
Yan Dehao opened his mouth the moment he entered the room, and the stench of alcohol wafted out of his mouth.
Jiang He was taken aback. A person like Yan Dehao who rambled endlessly was usually quite optimistic, so how did he end up like this in just a few days?
After a series of questions.
Yan Dehao stammered and waved him off. "I'm fine, I'm just not used to life after being undercover for so long … wow … Mister Jiang, you … you've got it right."
Suddenly …
He burst into tears, crying like a two-meter-tall child who weighed more than 100 kilograms.
Jiang He was very confused.
'What did I get it right?'
Then, he remembered his conversation with Yan Dehao back at Mount Dadong … it seemed that Yan Dehao had shown off his girlfriend, and Jiang He seemed to have said something back then … 'You've been undercover for seven years without any news, and your girlfriend's child might already be old enough.'
Could it be …
'Did I get it right?'
Even without Jiang He asking, Yan Dehao spilled everything about his ex-girlfriend marrying someone and having a child.
Even as Jiang He listened intently, Yan Dehao promptly stopped crying. There was a look of stubbornness on his face as he seethed through clenched teeth, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I mustered the courage to confess to her before I went undercover, she would definitely have waited for me until now."
Jiang He: "…"
What the hell.
'So you never confessed after crying for so long?'
'So …
'Is it your wishful thinking to have a girlfriend?'
Jiang He could not bear to see Yan Dehao crying so miserably, and said, "Grandmaster Yan, take it easy … think of it this way. For example, if you really confessed, but she didn't accept you because you're ugly, she wouldn't be your friend."
"If she's not your girlfriend, what does it have to do with you if she marries someone and has a child?"
Yan Dehao retorted angrily. "No way! She would never refuse me!"
Blue veins bulged on Jiang He's forehead. Why wouldn't this kid listen?
Taking a deep breath, Jiang He then said, "Then let's think about it from another perspective. Even if she agreed to be your girlfriend, people would always have a change of heart. It wouldn't be too much for her to marry someone and have a child after not hearing from you for seven years, would it?"
"No way, she's not like that …"
Jiang He clenched his fists until they cracked, seething, "Yan Dehao, I'll beat you up if you keep arguing with me. Do you believe me?"
Stunned, Yan Dehao quickly beamed and said, "Tell me, Mister Jiang. I'll tell you everything you want to know."
Then, Jiang He asked about the Sky Demon Cult's headquarters in detail, and Yan Dehao came to a conclusion based on the location he had teleported to and fro, saying, "I've always teleported to the wildlands, and although I would be around fifty kilometers away each time, its general location should be around Mount Thunder and Mount Moon in the Miaojiang region."
After Yan Dehao left, Jiang He whipped out his phone and checked the geography of Miaojiang, as well as the general location of Mount Thunder and Mount Moon while directing his qi to adapt to his own strength.
Soon, the sun set and night fell.
When it was night, Jiang He's aura suddenly quaked, and in the next instant, the frightening aura of his physical strength was instantly withdrawn.
Rising to his feet, Jiang He smiled. "Not bad, not bad … now that I've withdrawn my qi, I look no different from an average person before I unleash it. That way, I don't have to worry about the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor noticing me ahead of time."
Jiang He mused to himself for a long time …
He was having a hard time deciding.
Should he go to Shennongjia to kill the Dragoncroc Emperor, or should he go to Miaojiang to trouble the Sky Demon Cult?
Jiang He had always been very cautious when it came to deciding the fate of others and could not afford to be careless. That was why he decided to flip a coin.
"If the coin that falls is heads, I'll go after the Sky Demon Cult. If it's tails, I'll go after the Dragoncroc Emperor …"
Whoosh!
He tossed the coin high in the air before landing on his palm.
Jiang He opened his palm …
It was tails.
"Isn't it a little unfair for the Dragoncroc Emperor to decide its fate by flipping a coin?"
Jiang He thought about it and decided to toss two more times.
After all, it was a three-round winning streak.
Jiang He could not help laughing after that. "It seems that even the heavens want you dead, Dragoncroc Emperor … I'd be letting the heavens down if I don't kill you."
All three flips were tails.
…
Meanwhile.
Shennongjia.
At the bottom of the lake.
The Dragoncroc Emperor, who had assumed human form and was sitting cross-legged, was refining the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud.
Like a small bell, the bronze-colored Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud whirled over its head. Suddenly, the Dragoncroc Emperor opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence.
Ooom!
The essence fused into the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud, causing it to shine in brilliant radiance.
In the next instant, all the radiance faded, and the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud shrunk to three inches and landed on the Dragoncroc Emperor's palm.
Delighted and laughing out loud, he rose to his feet and strode out of the lake, smiling. "I've fully refined the Nine Dragon God Fire Shroud and my ability has improved greatly. I'll head to Lingzhou tomorrow and meet up with the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult."
The three-day deadline was almost up!
Killing intent flashed in the Dragoncroc Emperor's eyes …
Jiang He must be killed tomorrow!
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