"An inferior-grade flying sword. It's not bad, but there's no telling how powerful it is …"
Jiang He reached out, rolled up his sleeves and slashed his wrist with the black sword.
Clang!
As if metal had clashed, sparks shot out from the edge of the sword, but all that was left was a white mark on Jiang He's wrist.
"Sigh …"
"An inferior-grade soul weapon is still a little weak. I've already used forty percent of my strength, and I would have broken the sword if I had used a little more strength!"
Sighing softly, Jiang He put away the black sword and took out another mystic flying sword.
This was a flying sword that was completely golden in color. It was a mid-grade spirit artifact flying sword.
Jiang He then tested the power of the mediocre-grade flying sword.
Mediocre-Grade soul weapons were certainly much sharper than inferior-grade soul weapons, and since the golden flying sword was a geng metal sword, it was sharper than weapons of the same grade … which was why it cut through Jiang He's skin.
"Not bad, not bad."
Jiang He praised and smiled. "This mediocre-grade flying sword could hurt me. My physical defense is equal to superior-grade soul weapons, and it would have maimed me if it was a premium-grade soul weapon."
Wang Hou's expression turned weird at that.
MMP！
You call a cut a wound?
It had already healed on its own while you were talking, alright?
Glancing at Wang Hou, Jiang He could not help asking, "What's wrong, Minister Wang? Why do you look so pale? "
"By the way …"
"Why don't you cultivate a physique refinement technique, Minister Wang?"
"If you had half the toughness of my physique, the Sky Demon Cult's Saint would not have maimed you when she ambushed you with her inferior-grade soul weapon … but would have a hard time penetrating your defenses."
Jiang He remembered the Sky Demon Cult's Saint's crescent blade then.
That full moon scimitar should be the Saint's natal mystic treasure, and it was clear that she had held back when she ambushed Wang Hou. Otherwise, if she had used that full moon scimitar, Wang Hou would have been long gone.
"Jiang He, this treasure vault …"
Not wanting to dwell on the matter, Wang Hou changed the topic. "I don't need anything in the vault," Jiang He said. "You can handle it as you see fit."
"Thanks a lot."
Wang Hou smiled. "Right now, the Martial Arts Department (MAD) lacks martial arts resources the most. I'll be taking this treasure vault."
The treasure vault was filled with common goods that were fine for average martial artists, but were not that useful for rank-nines and divine-tier elites. Still, Jiang He did not lack those cultivation resources anyway, and he could earn a favor by gifting them to Wang Hou.
After the two left the palace, Wang Hou immediately began to arrange for people to move the items in the treasury.
Then, he looked at Pei Donglai and said with a smile, "General Pei, contact Commander Li and ask him to send troops over to guard this place. Of course, it would be best if the Army could build a military base here."
"This …"
Pei Donglai was puzzled and asked, "Minister Wang, you've already arranged for people to move the treasures from this place. Is there a need to send troops to guard this place?"
"Moreover, there's radiation from the hydrogen bomb explosion outside. It's not very suitable to build a military base here … Hmm?"
Before Pei Donglai could finish his sentence, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked in the direction of the big explosion last night.
Radiation?
Radiation, my foot!
Wang Hou came to his senses then, and did a double take before turning to Jiang He, who laughed out loud. "I used a homecooked bomb when I blew up the Sky Demon Cult's mountain guarding array. It's not a nuclear weapon, so where would the radiation come from?"
There was an abrupt silence.
It was only after a dozen seconds that the corner of Wang Hou's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile.
Homecooked bomb?
What the hell was a homecooked bomb?
Mount Thunder had been blown up, and the rocks on the ground were melted into glass-like crystals by the searing heat. If homecooked bombs could have such power, what was the point of having atomic or hydrogen bombs?
Still, Wang Hou and the others would not press Jiang He if he was unwilling to say.
Right now, Jiang He's ability was above them, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that Jiang He alone could fight an entire nation, or perhaps even stronger. So where did he get his bomb from …
All they could do was guess.
Heritage site?
There were only heritage sites of ancient martial arts and immortal arts on Earth. Could there be such a bomb among those heritage sites?
Or perhaps …
That thing was not a bomb at all, but something like a divine seal that Jiang He had obtained?
Still, Jiang He did not explain.
Would you believe me if I told you that I threw a mushroom instead of a bomb?
Either way, it was a homecooked bomb no matter who asked, and as for its power … is that not the power of my ancestral homecooked bomb?
Hence, they returned to the question of whether they should station troops and build a military base here.
Wang Hou did not hold back either, and told them about Jiang He's willingness to 'sell' the Secret Realm. Stunned, Pei Donglai and the others all offered a fist-palm salute and bowed, feeling deep veneration for Jiang He.
That, in turn, left Jiang He a little embarrassed.
These people … Did they think that he was contributing to the country by selling the Mystic Realm Small World?
How could they know Jiang He's difficulties?
The Secret Realm was useless to Jiang He, and it was very troublesome to open it each time. His original plan was to remove the sun and moon from the Secret Realm and hang them in his farm, but the sun here was gray and did not fit Jiang He's aesthetic standards, which was why he did not need it.
As for the concentrated Yuan Qi in the Secret Realm …
The Yuan Qi in his farm did not lose out to the Secret Realm at all.
After Pei Donglai called the military leaders to inform them, he said, "Mister Jiang, Chief Commander Li would arrive in an hour. Should we head to the nearby Xiangxi base for a detailed discussion?"
"There's no need."
Jiang He waved him off, saying, "It's just a Secret Realm. There's no need to make such a big fuss about it, and I don't have any conditions either. I just have to ask the MAD and the military to help me find some things."
"Just say the word, Mister Jiang. The military would do our best to fulfill your conditions."
Wang Hou had made his stance clear as well, saying that he would help Jiang He find, gather, or rob anything he asked for even if the MAD did not have it.
"I won't hold back, then."
Jiang He said after some thought. "I need mystic treasures and soul items, preferably flying swords … of course, fragments would work too. Those items might be passed down among the common folk, sects, or martial clans, just as they might have been unearthed from heritage sites. The military and the MAD have a wide network, so you could ask around for me."
"There's also medicinal pellets."
Jiang He added. "The country must have discovered quite a number of heritage sites over the years, and I wonder if there are any medicinal pellets that work for divine-tier cultivators. I'll buy them in bulk if there are, and I'll take as many as you have."
"There would definitely be such medicinal pellets, and I've used a few before."
Wang Hou said helplessly. "But anyone who finds such medicinal pellets would definitely consume them at once to improve their ability. No one would leave medicinal pellets of such grade behind."
"The military did find a heritage site with many medicinal pellets, and it must have been a heritage site left behind by an ancient pellet refinement sect."
Pei Donglai then added, "I've benefited from that heritage site as well, which was why I reached divine-tier. Still, according to our deductions, that heritage site was over 1400 years ago, and the medicinal properties of the medicinal pellets in the heritage site had deteriorated so much that almost ninety percent of them are now trash."
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he asked, "Trash works too. Where are those medicinal pellets now?"
"The Superpower Research Department."
Pei Donglai answered truthfully, "The Superpower Research Department has taken away all the defective pills and pill recipes from those ruins. The current qi replenishing pills and blended qi pills that are circulating in the market were developed by the Superpower Research Department based on those pill recipes."
The Superpower Research Department?
Jiang He appeared thoughtful …
Since his farm could plant fragments of mystic items, it should not be a problem for him to plant medicinal pellets, would it?
If he really had a lot of high-grade medicinal pellets, he might be able to earn some Farm Points.
(PS: Asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes. Thanks to the 500 Qidian coins from Cola Chicken Wings Boss.)
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