Old Mu had wanted to have Jiang He play around Jingdu City to improve their relationship, but he could not bring himself to ask after hearing Jiang He's words.
After escorting Jiang He outside the research base, Old Mu smiled. "Rest well, Mister Jiang. I'll inform you immediately when the initiation pellets are ready."
After Jiang He left, Old Mu turned to Mu Wanqiu beside him and asked in surprise, "Is Jiang He still farming?"
"Listen to his bragging."
Mu Wanqiu sneered. "People like him only wake up late in the morning and are as lazy as a pig. Who does he think he's fooling by farming all night even though his yard is only three Mu?"
Old Mu could not help smiling knowingly at his granddaughter's tone and expression.
Mu Wanqiu promptly stomped her foot. "Grandpa, Jiang He and I really aren't what you think!"
"I didn't say anything. Why would you deny it?"
Old Mu smiled, stroking his beard. "It's rare for you to come back, so go home for a visit. The frontlines have been loosening up recently, and your father happens to be home."
Mu Wanqiu's father was a rank-eight martial artist and a high-ranking member of the military who was stationed in the wildlands all year round. Speaking of which, it was thanks to Jiang He that he could return home on vacation.
As for Jiang He, he found a hotel after entering Jingdu City, booked a room, took a bath, and went to bed.
Dumbo and Trumbo could not stand it, and so said that they wanted to go out to play.
Jiang He did bring Dumbo and Trumbo along when he last came to Jingdu City, but they were in the farm at the time and did not come out.
"Go out to play?"
Jiang He thought about it and said, "Sure, but don't cause trouble."
"By the way, here are two Spatial Rings I got after killing the Sky Demon Cult's Cardinal and Cardinal. Use them."
Taking out the two Spatial Rings nonchalantly, Jiang He stuffed dozens of gold ingots and dozens of thousands of RMB into each. He did not have much cash on him since it was all plucked from the money tree he planted before. As for the money in his bank card …
There might be three to five billion, but Jiang He had long since forgotten the specific number and was not even sure where his bank card was. After all, it was just a few billion, and it did not matter to Jiang He. It was just a string of numbers even if it was multiplied a dozen times.
"Thank you, Master!"
Delighted, Dumbo and Trumbo left the hotel to have fun.
On the other hand, Jiang He was lying on his bed, preparing to sleep for half an hour …
He still couldn't sleep.
Jiang He sat up on his bed and shook his head with a pained smile.
He didn't sleep last night while farming, and he still couldn't sleep today.
Most importantly, he could not find a Feral King to use the Twenty-Three Swords to help him sleep. Jiang He had heard about the Feral Kings within the Hua Nation's borders being slain and going into hiding.
"Heavenly Demon Cult!"
Jiang He muttered helplessly.
He had not been able to sleep well before because the Sky Demon Cult would ambush him every other day, leaving him on tenterhooks every day.
"I had thought that my poor quality of sleep would improve after the Sky Demon Cult was destroyed, but it seems now … I was overthinking it."
Jiang He got off his bed and walked up to the bay window, taking out a bottle of rank-nine Origin Fluid worth ten billion dollars. Gently shaking it a few times and having a few sips, he sighed. "The Sky Demon Cult is gone, but the Sky Demons behind them are about to descend. It would be fine if they descended somewhere else, but would I be able to sleep well if they descended near Lingzhou City?"
"It's alright."
"There's still some time before the great army of the Sky Devil Race descends. Perhaps I'll have a way to deal with them after a few days of steady growth."
Jiang He quietly counted the days.
He had gone to the Sky Demon Cult's headquarters on the twenty-eighth?
At the time, the Sky Demon Cultists seemed to be clamoring that the great army would descend in twelve days?
As he counted the days …
"Today is the thirtieth of October?"
"Hmmm … it's already the thirty-first? Does that mean the sky demon legion would descend in another nine days? "
He gulped down every last drop of rank-nine Origin Fluid in the mineral water bottle in one gulp, and was about to throw it away … but after taking a look at what little was left, he closed the cap and put it away … whatever, he would find a chance to give it to Cheng Dongfeng once he returned to Lingzhou City.
"Yup!"
"Nine days is enough."
"I'll try planting the initiation pellets when I get home today. If earning Farm Points is efficient, I'll head overseas tomorrow and catch two Feral Kings. I'll have the Superpower Research Department's medicinal pellet research center hurry up and help me produce another batch of initiation pellets. I might even be Yuan Spirit by the time the Sky Demon Cult descend …"
Since he could not sleep, Jiang He decided to cultivate on his own.
At the very least, he should cultivate a few martial arts up to mastery, shouldn't he?
"The one with the lowest attainment right now is the Blind Princess's Eight Practices … hmmm, I can abandon that cultivation method since it's just a form martial art. Now that I'm an immortal swordsman, it's normal for me to use Royal Sword Flight to kill my enemies and decapitate them from fifty kilometers away. There's no need for me to learn any form martial arts."
"My Dragon-Elephant Prajna has improved along with the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula as well … I've learned up to the seventh fold of the Ninefold Thunderblade and the eighth fold of the Strengthened Nine Yang Technique!"
Taking a deep breath, Jiang He sat cross-legged on his bed and began to cultivate the Strengthened Nine Yang Technique.
He had made up his mind that he would endure the loneliness this time … and cultivate for at least an hour!
"My martial arts talent is too lacking. I've cultivated for a dozen minutes on average, but I didn't gain much from it …" Jiang He realized his shortcomings.
Lacking talent meant that he had to put in several times more effort than others.
Although he worked very hard at farming, he might have to try his hand at cultivation.
Circulating his Nine Yang Technique, the True Qi in his body moved with the sound of tidal waves. Around half an hour later, Jiang He's aura stirred … and became much stronger!
？？？
That …
Divine-Tempest?
Jiang He was a little speechless.
'I cultivated the Nine Yang Technique to ascend and see if I could cultivate it to mastery. What's the meaning of you suddenly leveling me up from the first tier of divine-tempest to the second tier of divine-tempest?
Such a small improvement in martial arts would not affect my current combat ability at all. '
Calming his urge to complain, Jiang He continued his cultivation.
After cultivating for another half an hour, his aura stirred once more.
He had reached divine-union, the third tier.
What the hell!
Jiang He was furious.
His cultivation method did not improve, but his martial arts tier improved again.
This cultivation method must be poisonous, right?
"Forget it, forget it … Nine Yang Technique, my foot. I'll go cultivate the Ninefold Thunderblade. Let's go."
Leaving the hotel, Jiang He took to the air and arrived at the wildlands fifty kilometers away from Jingdu City.
The Ninefold Thunderblade had to be cultivated in the wildlands since it was exceedingly ferocious and destructive, and several buildings would be gone with just a few slashes.
Standing in front of a mountain, Jiang He whipped out his Dragon-Slaying Saber and slashed out.
Boom!
A seventy-meter thunder slash burst out, and the very air itself trembled from the slash.
"Not bad. Thunder slashes that are dozens of meters still look cooler."
Jiang He sighed.
It seemed that he …
This was the first time he trained with a blade after two months of martial arts, was it not?
Still, Jiang He did not know the specifics. All he remembered was that he would often see protagonists practicing a single slash or sword over and over again, and after a few thousand or even a dozen thousand times, they would naturally memorize the move and master it.
"It must be the same principle for cultivating the Ninefold Thunderblade …"
Jiang He swung his blade again and again, unleashing several slashes in almost every second. Veins of seventy-meter thunder slashes exploded in the air, startling every Feral within dozens of kilometers and scurrying away in panic.
His slashes were only seventy-meters long and were at least five hundred meters away from the mountain before him, but the Blade Qi shooting out of the slashes kept cutting into the mountain.
Boom-crack!
Suddenly, Jiang He swung his blade again, and the seventy-meter thunder slashes became eighty meters …
Boom!
Jiang He was delighted when the mountain before him collapsed …
In the end, the Ninefold Thunderblade was more reliable. Moreover, the cultivation method he read about in novels actually worked?
Unbeknownst to him …
That cultivation method was only suitable for beginners in blade and sword techniques …
Since each slash of a blade technique as ferocious as the Ninefold Thunderblade consumed substantial True Qi, it was equivalent to an ultimate move for other Convergence-tier martial artists. Even a few slashes would consume a lot of True Qi, and Jiang He's cultivation method would definitely kill him first.
Even so, Jiang He did not have such a problem. His True Qi was immeasurably abundant, and coupled with his wealth, he would drink rank-nine Origin Fluid when he was tired or absorb a few Orirocks to replenish himself …
By the afternoon, he had really practiced the Nine Stage Thunder Blade to the stage of great mastery.
However, the wilderness in front of him had become a mess. There were ravines plowed by the Saber Qi everywhere, and the ground had been turned over. Occasionally, there would be crackling sounds of electric arcs in the void.
Jiang He was sweating …
It was fortunate that the Revival of Qi meant that no one cared about the wilderness, or he would definitely be charged with environmental damage …
It was only around six in the evening when Old Mu called, appearing very excited. "We did it, Mister Jiang! We did it!"
…
Twenty minutes later.
At the Superpower Research Department's medicinal pellet research center.
Two hundred porcelain bottles were placed in front of Jiang He.
Old Mu's face was filled with gratitude, and he thanked Jiang He many times before saying, "Mister Jiang, the first batch of initiation pellets we've developed are almost all here."
They had prepared a batch of half-finished products for research.
However, they had lost quite a lot of pellets in the research process.
Today, they had lost a few pellets in the preparation process, and after that, they had to find someone to 'test' the pellets. Now, there were only two hundred pellets left.
"Should I leave a few for research?"
Jiang He asked. Old Mu shook his head, saying, "We've recorded every research process clearly, and all we need now is to start production. The only thing we lack now is raw materials."
"I can't help with other materials, but I'll definitely catch one for you after I'm done with the matters at hand."
Jiang He left the Superpower Research Department around seven.
He called up Dumbo and Trumbo and gave Mu Wanqiu a call, and after learning that she was not going home today, he returned to Lingzhou City.
Once he got home, Jiang He told Sora to cook dinner, and then went to his farm to pluck the ripe Doom Shrooms, taking out ten initiation pellets and planting them.
Jiang He was a little expectant.
He wondered if the initiation pellets could earn him a wave of Farm Points …
He turned to look at a corner of his farm, where two tender shoots had broken through.
Jiang He frowned.
Why were the Mysterious Seeds growing so slowly?
He had three Mysterious Seeds in total. The first one had grown Boa Hancock, and Jiang He had planted the second one in the wee hours of the morning …
There was no telling what the second seed would grow into.
Could it be a living person?
(PS: Third update here. Monthly tickets and subscriptions requested.)
PS: Thanks to the 100 Qidian coins, Mister Han boss.
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