Jiang He felt helpless.
The prodigies in the novels would either ascend in battle and shock countless eyes, or they would do so in a grand display of power and phenomenon. There were even some prodigies who would face great danger and be on the verge of death every time they ascended, only to be saved in the end.
Such a thing …
Just the thought of it was exciting!
This was something that should happen when one was breaking through to the next realm. Unlike him, every time he broke through, it was completely silent. There was no concept or soul at all.
"System, can I break my Yuan Spirit and cultivate again?"
"System?"
"System …"
Jiang He called out, but the System was speechless. In return, Jiang He complained mercilessly.
After complaining for a while, Jiang He pondered.
"Logically speaking, there is a huge threshold between full-fledged True Child and Yuan Spirit … it's normal for most to be stuck at full-fledged True Child for their entire lives, unable to ascend. Why would I ascend after sleeping for three days?"
"My spirit is very powerful and far surpasses others of the same tier, but it has yet to reach the critical point of qualitative change. Could it be … the Twenty-Three Swords?"
Jiang He appeared thoughtful.
The Twenty-Three Swords was a secret Yuan Spirit technique that could only be unleashed after cultivating Yuan Spirit. In the original novel, the Sword Saint would die after unleashing the Twenty-Three Swords because he had yet to cultivate Yuan Spirit.
Although the Twenty-Three Swords that Jiang He had revamped could be unleashed without Yuan Spirit, it would hurt his spirit every time.
That was obvious from how he felt like sleeping after unleashing the Twenty-Three Swords, especially this time, where he had unleashed it twice in a short time. His spirit was severely damaged, and he was yawning endlessly even as he chatted with Wang Hou and the others …
"Could this be the legendary saying that there can be no construction without destruction?"
"No, that's not right. It's clearly a little lacking to describe it as' there can be no construction without destruction '. At most, I've damaged my spirit, which I recovered by sleeping. Perhaps my spirit changed in the process of damage and recovery, which is why I condensed a Yuan Spirit on my own."
Jiang He hence studied his Yuan Spirit.
The nascent Yuan Spirit was very weak, and Jiang He was not used to it since he had always ascended to his pinnacle. Still, when he remembered that he ascended without wasting any Farm Points …
Jiang He was very pleased.
How many Farm Points had he unknowingly saved?
Jiang He tried to project his Yuan Spirit, but it was too weak and could barely keep up after flying several hundred meters. Hence, he promptly withdrew his Yuan Spirit and tried to buff himself with the power of his Yuan Spirit, increasing his combat ability exponentially.
The primordial spirit had many other uses.
For example, divine sense …
Divine Sense was a level higher than Spiritual Force, and it was harder to use it to detect than Spiritual Force.
Of course, the Primordial Spirit also had all sorts of magical uses. For example, the Primordial Spirit could leave the body and control a sword to kill. It could truly be a legend that could behead someone from a hundred miles away.
The successful condensation of my Essence Soul means that I can cultivate the fourth tribulation of the Three Thousand Tribulations. Jiang He thought then and exclaimed in delight, "Doesn't that mean I could cultivate on my own this time, strengthening my Yuan Spirit step by step?"
Even so, Jiang He felt great sorrow after his delight.
This world …
What was going on?
Why did self-cultivation become a luxury?
Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Jiang He could smell the aroma of rice wafting out of the kitchen, as well as the sounds of Sora and Boa cooking. Hence, with a thought, his divine sense radiated outwards.
When he was a full-fledged True Child, his spirit could reach up to eighty kilometers. Now that he had cultivated up to True Child and turned his spirit into divine sense, it could reach up to fifty kilometers. Moreover, his house was less than fifteen kilometers away from Lingzhou City in a straight line, and he could naturally cover all of Lingzhou City.
Then, he realized in shock …
Elder Guo and the white-clothed guru were having a drink in front of a barbeque stall.
The white-clothed guru had clearly let himself loose.
There were several large piles of beer bottles at their feet, and the owner of the barbeque shop had already cleared away some of the bottles. He served the skewers that the two of them had ordered, and as he cleared away the bottles again, he looked at Old Ancestor Guo and the white-robed young master in surprise.
After clearing away the bottles, he quietly whipped out his phone and made a call.
"Hello, is it 110?"
"I want to make a report …"
"Two people have been drinking in my stall for three days now. I've already hauled two carts full of beer bottles, and I'm afraid they'll get drunk …"
When the Stargate opened, the nation had urgently evacuated the citizens of Lingzhou City. Still, there were hundreds of thousands of people in the city, and Jiang He had already wiped out the Sky Demon Cult by the time half of them were evacuated.
The owner of the barbeque stall was one who did not manage to evacuate in time.
He had been busy earning money at home and preparing to run when he was dragged here for a barbeque, which lasted for three days and left him on the verge of breaking down.
Calling the police and claiming that they would get drunk was a lie — he really could not hold it in.
What the hell, those two had only finished two carts of beer bottles and were not even tipsy. How could they get drunk?
With their hearing, they naturally heard the call to the police. The young guru smiled faintly and finished a bottle of beer in one breath, chuckling, "No need to call the police, boss. We're leaving now."
With that, he turned his hand.
Thud!
A brick was slammed on the table.
The barbeque stall owner was almost in tears. "Bro, we're leaving, but don't bring a brick … What the hell!"
Even before he finished, he suddenly cursed and stared straight at the brick, exclaiming in shock, "A gold brick?"
"What?"
"One isn't enough?"
The young guru replied. "I haven't had a meal down the mountain for almost five hundred years, and I don't know much about the current prices. If one gold brick isn't enough, name a price. Two, three, or five?"
"…"
The barbeque stall owner's head was ringing.
He hadn't had a meal down the mountain for five hundred years?
What the hell? What kind of god was this bro who appeared to be around the same age as his own son?
That was when Elder Guo laughed boldly and said, "Elder, we no longer pay with gold and silver, but with paper money."
"Paper money?"
"What about silver?"
The white-clothed guru flashed a pained smile. "There are only gold and silver in the Tantra Sect's treasure vault, no paper money."
"Not paper money, but the Hua Nation's currency known as RMB."
Elder Guo had wanted to take out money to clear up the white-clothed guru's doubts, but he did not find any RMB after searching his body for half a day. All he found was a book of checks, which was given to him by a filial descendant, saying that he just had to write a number on it if he wanted to buy something.
He had to say, "I don't bring paper money since I don't go out much. Still, I have a check, and you just have to write a number on it."
Patriarch Guo was a forthright person.
He had wanted the barbeque stall owner to calculate an accurate number, but after some thought … he and the white-clothed guru had been drinking to their heart's content over the last three days. Both of them had gained a lot from discussing martial arts over a simple barbeque stall, which was why he wrote five million with a wave of his hand.
Handing the check to the barbeque stall owner, Elder Guo rose to his feet and said, "This check can be cashed in any bank … by the way, your barbeque is not bad."
He and the white-clothed guru traded glances and laughed out loud before taking to the air and flying towards Jiang He's house.
Clearly, both of them had received Jiang He's divine mind.
The barbeque stall owner was shocked and stunned to see them fly away. After his shock, he picked up the check and counted the zeros carefully, and could not help laughing.
…
Jinyintan Village, Jiang He's mansion.
Jiang He stepped out of his mansion and reached his yard, only to find two streaks of light streaking through the horizon and descending from the distant horizon.
"Guru, Elder Guo."
Jiang He offered a fist-palm salute, while both the white-clothed guru and Elder Guo returned the greeting.
"Elder Guo, guru, you seem to be in a good mood." Jiang He teased, while the white-clothed guru smiled. "Since I have nothing to do, I decided to discuss martial arts with Brother Guo for a few days."
After some small talk, Jiang He smiled and said, "Our servants have already prepared dinner. Please, gentlemen."
When he entered the villa, Sora and Boa Hancock were already putting food and rice on the dining table.
The rice was Dragontooth Rice, and the vegetables were eggplant …
There were three dishes and one soup: eggplant coleslaw, stir-fried eggplant with meat, garlic eggplant, and eggplant … soup.
Either way, Jiang He had requested that all the dishes and soup be made with eggplant, regardless of its appearance or whether it was suitable for serving guests … but since it was to extend one's life, why care so much?
"That's …"
The white-clothed guru appeared utterly shocked.
Was that eggplant the one he had eaten before?
Jiang He actually had more of those floral spirits that could extend one's life? Moreover … was the brat treating it as a floral spirit? He was treating it like a regular dish.
After taking two mouthfuls, he could not help shuddering all over, realizing in shock …
The eggplant dish was still effective on him.
That thing's longevity extension could actually be stacked?
While it was not as much as the first time, which directly increased his lifespan by three years, those two mouthfuls would at least extend his lifespan by several months!
Elder Guo was confused.
Why did it feel like the guru's entire spirit was different after taking two mouthfuls?
Was the dish that delicious?
He picked up his chopsticks and took two mouthfuls, before his body shuddered as well. His expression changed and he turned stiffly toward Jiang He, who smiled. "I prepared these dishes especially for you, brothers. You are just one step away from Zero Void, but your lifespan is reaching its end and your physique is drained, which is why you could not ascend. Not only does this dish extend your lifespan, but it also rejuvenates your physique. It would be the Hua Nation's fortune if you could use it to ascend to Zero Void."
Saying nothing, the two men put down their chopsticks and rose to their feet, bowing deeply at Jiang He.
Jiang He did not stop them, and simply accepted it calmly before smiling. "Alright, you two. Hurry up and eat."
Both of them wolfed down the food like a tornado sweeping away the clouds, and soon finished the table of food. When they were done, the white-clothed guru said, "There's no way I can repay you for extending my life today. If I could reach Zero Void and ascend to Zero Void, I would repay you with my body, Brother Jiang He's grace."
Elder Guo expressed his intention to 'repay with his body' as well.
Stunned, Jiang He quickly expressed that he was not interested in the old man.
The two old men, who were sixteen hundred years old together, laughed out loud.
That 'repay with their body' was merely a joke. What they were trying to express was that they would do anything for Jiang He and would not hesitate to do so.
"By the way, now that the threat of the Sky Demons has been resolved for now, what would you do next, Mister Jiang?"
"I'll farm at home and cultivate at the same time."
Jiang He smiled. "Moreover, I've promised the Martial Arts Department (MAD) that I would help them capture a Feral King overseas, so I'm going overseas … by the way, brothers, you have lived for a long time and would know a lot of secrets. Could you tell me about the ancient daemon cultivators and the secluded immortal sects?"
He had mentioned before that he would help the willow tree find a cultivation manual for plant lifeforms, and it was time to put that on the agenda.
Moreover, Jiang He was going to visit one of the secluded immortal sects to see if he could get some mystic treasures, immortal arts, or Daoist arts from them. He could also plant some spirit herbs or the like.
Of course.
The secluded immortal sects would definitely not give those things to him easily …
Still, Jiang He was not afraid. If push came to shove, he could just lower his stance and discuss things with them.
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