Even as Jiang He complained inwardly, the hum of a sword could be heard. Then, a blue Sword Qi shot out from beneath the ground and spread over the farm.
In that very moment, the other three spirit swords were trembling slightly, as if fearful of the blue Sword Qi. Even the radiance of their blades had dimmed considerably.
Jiang He turned to find that a blue sword radiance was slowly growing out of the ground beside him.
The sage wooden sword had taken root and sprouted!
Jiang He's face twitched. When he looked closely, he found that the plain and ordinary wooden sword was now emanating a faint blue sword radiance, and the wood grains that resembled growth rings were glimmering as well.
Jiang He was drawn by the luster and Dao emanating from the wood grains, and stared blankly.
When he came to his senses, he realized that …
"Eh?
Is that … wood will? "
Jiang He was surprised. He had only stared at the wood grains for a dozen seconds, and yet he had grasped wood will. It was unimaginable, but he came to a realization when he thought about it.
He had been farming every day and working with crops every day. Was it not reasonable for him to grasp wood will?
Of course.
The biggest reason was the wood grains on the sword.
Those natural wood grains contained a unique Dao, and when they flickered in radiance, it was as if they were describing Dao.
Even before the swords ripened, a new batch of Doom Shrooms could be harvested. Jiang He plucked the Doom Shrooms one by one, and turned to find that the black superior-grade daemonic weapon he planted had stopped growing.
He took a few steps forward and arrived before the daemonic weapon, reaching out with his hand and plucking it out from the faint sword radiance.
[Ding!]
[+ 10,000 Farm Points.]
A pitch-black longsword emanating an eerie chill floated in Jiang He's hand. There was also a faint, eerie radiance over it, and it appeared quite frightening. Jiang He was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, "Is that … venomous radiance?"
"And it looks even more lustrous than when the water snake stabbed me with its sword. Could it be even more venomous?"
"I just wanted to plant a flying sword … this damned farm … strengthening the flying sword to premium-grade would have been enough. Why would they strengthen the venom on it too?"
Jiang He scowled, speechless.
I, Jiang Chen, am an upright person. Why would I use poison?
Moreover, the poison wasn't that powerful.
His three Bezoar Detoxification Pills were easily taken care of.
What Jiang He did not know was that the water snake was a top-notch venomous creature in the first place, and had become even more venomous after continuous cultivation and evolution. It was now a pinnacle Feral Emperor, and even True Child cultivators would have to stay away from it.
It had spent seven years refining the sword with its own poison sac, causing this high-grade demon weapon to be extremely poisonous. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator was hit by this sword, without a high-grade detoxification pill, the poison would immediately take effect. In the best case scenario, they would lose their magic power and their battle prowess would plummet. In the worst case scenario, their Nascent Soul would melt and they would die from serious injuries.
Now that it had been strengthened by the farm, its toxicity was even greater. Even a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm would not be able to withstand a single slash. Even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm would be greatly affected.
Staring at the supreme-grade spirit artifact in his hand, a string of data appeared before his eyes.
Sunflower Water Sword
"Grade: Supreme-Grade Spirit Weapon."
"A drop of blood will do."
"Another water-type supreme-grade flying sword?"
Jiang He shook his head. He already had the Autumn Water Sword, but it was still a premium-grade flying sword. The more the merrier, and no one would complain about having too many premium-grade flying swords. After all, even in the Era of Qi Refinists two thousand years ago, a premium-grade soul weapon was extremely precious, and most full-fledged Yuan Spirit cultivators would only use premium-grade soul weapons.
Even though the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult was royalty among the Sky Demons, the crescent blade she used was merely a superior-grade spirit weapon.
Jiang He then turned towards the geng metal sword that was emanating golden Sword Qi.
Reaching out, he plucked the golden sword that was hovering amidst sword radiance —
[Ding!]
[+ 10,000 Farm Points.]
A System Notification jingled in his head then. Jiang He focused his gaze, and a string of data appeared before his eyes.
[Dark Gold Sword]
[Grade: Supreme-Grade Spirit Weapon.]
[A drop of blood will do.]
Delight appeared on Jiang He's face. That was his fourth supreme-grade flying sword, and most importantly, it was a metal-type supreme-grade flying sword. If he included the sage flying sword, he would have four flying swords of metal, wood, water, and fire, as well as an additional water-type supreme-grade flying sword. With another earth-type supreme-grade flying sword, he would be able to cast the Sword Array of Five Elements and Six Pulses.
Jiang He estimated that if he really learned the Sword Array of Five Elements and Six Pulses, it would not be difficult for him to reverse-cut Yuan Spirits with his Golden Pellet strength.
"Hmmm …"
"Reverse-Cutting Yuan Spirits is a little low … actually, I could reverse-cut Yuan Spirits too if I cultivated the Twenty-Three Swords, and it would be even easier!"
The Twenty-Three Swords specialized in cutting Yuan Spirits.
Since the wooden sword was a sage weapon, it grew much slower. Jiang He estimated that it would take over two hours to harvest it, and so promptly took out the small bell he had flattened with a turn of his hand.
He learned from the Dragoncroc Emperor that the bell was called the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud.
Clearly …
It was another mystic treasure that was an imitation of a legendary innate soul treasure.
Legend had it that the Primeval Lord of Heaven had twelve Golden Immortals, and the True Habitant of Tai Yi, who ranked fifth among them, had a mystic treasure called the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud. He had once used the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud to kill the Stone Goddess, a disciple of the Grandmaster of Heaven of the Jie Sect.
Jiang He fiddled with the bell, feeling a little disappointed and sighed softly. "What a shame. My farm has a limit, and the crops I plant cannot be used as seeds for a second planting. Otherwise, I could plant the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud dozens or hundreds of times, and I might be able to restore the legendary innate soul treasure that could match the real Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud."
Of course.
He could only fantasize about it inwardly.
Jiang He personally dug a hole and planted the fake Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud that he had flattened.
But just as he was done, he heard Trumbo, the golden eaglets, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, who had been cultivating in a corner of the farm, suddenly making a ruckus.
Jiang He turned to find that it was Trumbo, the golden eaglets, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers who had joined forces to denounce Dumbo. Laughing coldly, Dumbo stood up on his hind legs and pulled up his big underpants, saying flatly, "You bunch of dogs actually dare to gang up on me? You probably don't know who Master's most valued pet is, do you? "
Heh.
Jiang He could not help chuckling.
What a bunch of dogs …
Dumbo was driving a car, and its wheels were directly crashing down on the faces of Trumbo, the golden eaglets, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers.
Jiang He took out a stool, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and started munching on them.
It was a shame there were no watermelons, or he would have been a spectator.
Still, Jiang He had to speak after watching for a few minutes … or the bunch of dogs would start fighting.
"What's going on?"
Frowning, Jiang He called out to Dumbo, who had a look of grievance all over his face. Sobbing, he promptly knelt before Jiang He's feet and howled, "Master, you have to help me! These dogs are scolding me for hiding Orirocks …"
"Eh?"
Jiang He was puzzled.
Then, Dumbo said, "I'm not hiding anything. I've divided the Orirocks Master gave us for cultivation equally among everyone — fifty Orirocks each, no more, no less."
Jiang He: "…"
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