Back on the couch on the first floor, Elder Lin's mouth was hanging open in shock.
He could not quite come to his senses.
Could one cultivate like that?
Ascending just like that?
Still, before he could calm his astonishment, footsteps could be heard from the stairs — Jiang He was already coming down, and he could not help exclaiming in surprise, "Brother Jiang He … why are you here again?"
"My ascension is over."
"…"
Elder Lin did a double take and asked, "You've just ascended. Aren't you going to stabilize your cultivation?"
Even so, he regretted it right after he asked.
Stabilize, my foot!
Right now, Jiang He's aura was as deep as the oceans, and there was none of the faintness he had when he ascended.
Jiang He chuckled. "You might not know this, Brother Lin, but I've only been practicing martial arts for a short time, but my foundation is quite solid. That is why my cultivation would improve slightly after each ascension, and I don't have to deliberately stabilize my cultivation."
Jiang He thought to himself, 'I'm full-fledged after ascending, so it counts as a slight improvement, doesn't it?'
He would have to jump all the way up to Yuan Spirit for it to count.
At the same time, Long Mountain Lin had another thought … Could Jiang He have reached Void-intermediate after ascending?
"No, that's not right. He is now an immortal cultivator, and there's no telling how the tiers of cultivators are divided …" Long Mountain Lin asked after a moment's hesitation. Jiang He smiled. "Actually, I don't know how the tiers of cultivators were divided in the Era of Qi Refinists, but I did make a detailed division myself."
"I divided them into Qi Refinist, Golden Pellet, True Child, Yuan Spirit, Convergence-tier, Sufferance, Mastery …"
At that, Jiang He paused and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh … isn't the division of tiers a little too simple? Should I add Ascendant after Mastery? Then, I would be able to shatter space and ascend to the immortal realm … "
Long Mountain Lin blinked.
What the hell.
You could actually divide that stuff up yourself?
Was there no information about that in the legacies you received?
Wasn't that the simplest?
Most importantly, you could add tiers as you pleased?
…
At the same time.
Overseas.
Lin Tianzheng was kneeling outside a heritage site.
"Master, the Sky Demons are coming. The Hua Nation is in danger, so please help us!"
"Master …"
However, there was no response from the ruins.
Lin Tianzheng did not give up. He begged for two days and one night. On November 2nd, at around noon, his satellite phone suddenly rang. He picked it up, and when he heard the voice on the other end of the line, his expression changed.
There was a long silence.
Lin Tianzheng replied hoarsely, "I understand. I'll head to Lingzhou City at once."
Hanging up, Lin Tianzheng spoke loudly again, "Master, the Stargate is about to form, and the Sky Demon legion would descend upon Earth by tomorrow at the latest. Please lend us a hand, Master."
With that, Lin Tianzheng did not speak again.
He knelt in front of the ruins and waited for half an hour.
Half an hour later, Lin Tianzheng stood up, cupped his fists and bowed towards the ruins. Then, his aura shook, and the magic power in his body quickly dissipated.
He destroyed the magic power that he had cultivated.
Being a Void-tier elite, Lin Tian's cultivation was only at the ninth-tier of Qi Refinist, which meant that his combat ability would not be affected even if he was crippled. His spirit hence rippled, wiping away every memory related to the Penglai Sect's cultivation methods and said, "If that's the case, I'll cut off my karmic ties with the Penglai Sect."
Whoosh!
Without looking back, he took to the air and left.
… …
Mount Kunlun.
Wang Hou stood quietly outside Mount Kunlun without saying a word.
He had already received word that the Stargate was forming.
After silently thinking about it for a long time, Wang Hou suddenly smiled and turned to fly away.
After Wang Hou flew away, a Yuan Spirit clone abruptly appeared atop Mount Kunlun.
The Yuan Spirit clone had the appearance of an elderly man dressed in Daoist robes with white hair and beard. He stared at the direction where Wang Hou left for a long time before sighing softly. "Chieftain, are we really not going to help?"
"The Sky Demons … were one of the Hundred Races back then, weren't they?"
"Although the Sky Demons were the weakest amongst the Hundred Races, the Hua Nation's current ability simply could not stop them."
A ripple flashed over Mount Kunlun.
It was caused by the ripple of a great array.
The array was so massive that it covered the entire Mount Kunlun. Immortal mist shrouded the array, and a pavilion stood amidst it. A voice spoke flatly, "The time has not come."
After those four words, he said nothing else.
… …
In a great hall of the Diamond Sect that was shrouded in darkness all year round, a candle flame suddenly lit up and dispelled the darkness. A thin figure then stepped out of the hall.
He was wearing a tattered monk's robe, and the muscles on his right arm that was exposed were all withered.
His face was old and filled with wrinkles, his eyes turbid and his back hunched. He looked like he had one foot in the grave, but in truth … he really did have one foot in the grave.
"Guru …"
The many Diamond Sect disciples welcomed him outside the great hall. Someone tried to dissuade him, but Monk Corban who wielded a steel staff stepped forward and knelt, saying, "Master, this disciple is willing to leave the mountain in your stead."
The thin old man walked up and stroked Corban's big bald head.
He glanced around at the lamas and said, "Disciples of the Vajra Sect, heed my command!"
The many Diamond Sect disciples became solemn at once, with the thin old man saying somberly, "The Diamond Sect has stood guard over the Diamond realm for over a thousand years. The founding master of the Diamond Sect had used his own flesh and blood to seal the Stargate, and the Diamond Sect has stood guard over it for over a thousand years. Remember, the Diamond Sect shall not be destroyed!"
The many Diamond Sect disciples responded, while the thin old man laughed out loud and took a step into thin air.
As he took this step, a terrifying aura burst forth from his skinny body. Even his old face began to return to its youthful appearance. His skinny body instantly became a man in the prime of his life.
"Guru …"
The many Diamond Sect disciples knelt, some wailing and others in sorrow.
They knew that the guru was suppressing the last of his potential.
His youthful state allowed him to maintain peak combat ability, but in three days, the guru would die regardless of the outcome of the battle.
The guru of the Vajra Sect, who had transformed into a young man, even had shoulder-length black hair. He tore off his monk robes and took out a set of white robes from his storage ring to wear. He even took out a fan, giving him a rather handsome and unrestrained air.
He took to the air, his voice echoing in the ears of the many Diamond Sect disciples, "Remember, don't look for my reincarnation. I've lived three lives and almost eight hundred years, and I'm still a pure Yang body even now."
In that very moment, he let go of all shackles.
At the same time, the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple.
Buddha's radiance shone as an old monk descended the mountain, staff in hand and kasaya over his body.
At Mount Qingcheng, an old Daoist stood on the head of a blue snake as he flew towards Lingzhou City.
At Mount Wudang, an unkempt old Daoist leapt off the mountain and left on a blue cloud.
At the Tomb of the Yellow Emperor.
An old man stepped out of a Secret Realm, stepping barefoot on the yellow soil as he made his way towards Lingzhou City.
At the same time, Jiang He had quietly flown up to the clouds above his own yard.
Summoning one flying sword after another, he hid in the Stargate that was about to form. Then, he summoned a cloud with a wave of his hand, sat cross-legged on the cloud's edge, took out a handful of purple-gold sunflower seeds, and munched on them.
After ascending up to True Child and cultivating the Sword Array of Five Elements and Six Pulses, Jiang He came up with a perfect plan —
Waiting for the hare to come to him!
(PS: Asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes. I'm late from the wedding, but I won't miss out today.)
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