Whoosh!
Jiang He returned to his farm in a flash.
Catch a Feral?
Catch, my foot. Staying alive was more important. If he was found and killed by the Sufferance-tier elites of the Penglai Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect before he could catch the Feral King, he could just catch the Feral King later.
Still, Jiang He did not believe that he had the ability to fight six or seven retributions. Even the Five Thunder Talisman was not worth mentioning against Sufferance-tier elites.
Hence, his farm turned into a speck of dust and attached itself to a tuft of seaweed.
Jiang He tested it.
"As I thought … my divine mind could penetrate the farm and observe the outside world."
"That's much more convenient. At the very least, I could see the scenery outside while I farm … eh?"
That was when Jiang He's divine mind caught sight of two powerful auras dashing toward him.
One of them was a middle-aged man wearing black robes and carrying three mystic swords over his back, while the other was an old man with white hair and a youthful complexion who was standing on a cloud and holding a horsetail whisk. They had searched an area over fifty kilometers but could not find Jiang He. The Thousand Sword Daoist who was carrying three mystic swords over his back was releasing his aura, causing the air to ripple and the seas over fifty kilometers to churn.
The Hermit of Forgotten Love, who had white hair and a youthful complexion, flicked his horsetail whisk, his face calm and unruffled, making him appear rather sage-like. Unhurriedly, he said, "Don't be hasty, Brother Thousand Swords. That Jiang He thief's aura had just appeared in this area, and even if he could sense danger beforehand, how far could he have run?"
"No!"
The Thousand Sword Daoist shook his head instead and said with a frown, "If he's fleeing, he'll definitely be unable to hide from my senses. That kid is slightly strange. He seems to have vanished into thin air. Could it be that he possesses an abode-type magic treasure that can isolate tracking and detection?"
Grotto-Heaven mystic treasures were different from Void Storage.
Void Storage could only be used to store objects and inanimate objects.
On the other hand, living people could survive in a Grotto-Heaven type of magic treasure. This thing had similar characteristics to a "secret realm world", but it was of a higher level than a "secret realm world". It was equivalent to refining a secret realm small world with great magic power into a magic treasure that could be carried around.
Exalted Wang Qing was amused. "Grotto-heaven Dharma treasures are extremely precious. There aren't many hidden immortal sects that have Grotto-heaven Dharma treasures, right?"
As the two conversed, the Thousand Sword Daoist pinched his fingers and made some calculations. His eyes shone brightly as he looked at the sea and said in a low voice, "That kid should be within 50 kilometers of the sea. Find him!"
… …
"The Thousand Sword Daoist?"
"Exalted Wang Qing?"
'It seems that my hunch was right. The two immortal sects do have a way to track me, and they would notice me as soon as I leave the farm,' Jiang He thought to himself.
There were too many Immortal Dao techniques. Things like Qi and Blood Tracing, Bloodline Tracing, Karma Detection, and so on had been introduced countless times. It would be abnormal if they didn't exist.
He was carefully observing the two men up above. Since he did not dare to use his divine mind to probe, he could not hear their conversation, although the Thousand Sword Daoist's divinations with his fingers did not escape Jiang He's notice that he was looking into the depths of the sea.
"Not good!"
"They should know that I'm hiding in the sea!"
Jiang He thought then.
Just as he had expected, the two Sufferance-tier elites entered the water together after a fruitless search.
Their divine minds were scanning the bottom of the sea inch by inch, and the Thousand Sword Daoist could be heard calling out, "Brother Wang Qing, use your divine mind carefully. If it really is a grotto-heaven mystic treasure, you would definitely notice something unusual if you look closely."
Back in his farm, Jiang He's gaze darkened.
With a thought, he promptly controlled the speck of dust that was attached to the seaweed to detach itself from the seaweed, drifting away with the waves.
He could even feel a divine mind sweeping past him.
Since the speck of dust that was his farm was drifting with the waves and Jiang He was not deliberately controlling it, the divine mind did not notice anything at once.
After the divine mind vanished, Jiang He controlled the speck of dust that was his farm to attach itself to a huge fish that was frightened out of its wits by the Thousand Sword Daoist and the Hermit of Wang Qing's presence, and promptly left.
Jiang He's sense of danger only faded after the fish swam over fifty kilometers away.
Back in his farm, Jiang He breathed a long sigh, a somber look on his face.
He realized that …
This was not going to work.
"The two immortal sects clearly have a tracking technique, and I can't break it even if I know what it is. If that's the case, I would be sensed as soon as I leave my farm."
"I can't hide in my farm for the rest of my life, can I?"
Jiang He thought then.
Suddenly, Jiang He realized …
It was fine even if he stayed in his farm for a few more days.
He could farm, play with his pets, play with his condor, and have maids massage his shoulders, warm his bed, and cook his meals. What was wrong with that?
"No way. Why would I have such a thought?"
"It's already been three months since I stepped onto the path of martial arts. In these three months, I've encountered countless sneak attacks and encirclement attacks. The number of powerful enemies I've encountered can't even be counted with my two hands and feet combined. However, when have I not worked hard and cultivated diligently before taking the initiative to counterattack?"
"Telling me to hole up in my farm and hide? I! Do! No! Do! "
He had to retaliate!
He had to retaliate!
The more Jiang He thought about it, the angrier he got …
The two immortal sects were simply too much.
I'm farming at home, walking my dog and playing with maids. I'm living a peaceful life, but you guys just had to send someone to take me in as a disciple. More importantly, you guys could've sent a few normal people, but you sent a few traitors who kept saying, "I'm going to bestow you with immortal fate and fortune". You guys looked down on me like a snob.
I'm just teaching them a lesson, and you're not happy about it?
Are you trying to kill me with all this fanfare?
"I have to come up with a perfect plan if I want to retaliate. Otherwise … even if I kill the Thousand Sword Daoist and the Hermit of Forgotten Love, they would probably send some eight or nine retributions, or even Mahayana-tier elites tomorrow."
"I can't keep going around in circles with those fools from the immortal sects, can I?"
Jiang He thought hard and realized that there was no perfect plan against the two immortal sects that had thousands of years of legacies and untold depth. In fact, he did not even know the basic number of elites the two sects had.
Even as he thought about it, he continued to cultivate the spirit condensation pellets. There was no telling how long it had been before the fish finally stopped.
Controlling his farm to leave the fish's body, Jiang He released his divine mind to check outside, and could not help being surprised. "Why does that island outside look so familiar?"
"Well …"
"Isn't that the island where I had a barbecue on the first day out at sea?"
Jiang He came to a realization then.
He had even run into the True Habitant of Nine Dragons and the Cloudy Sky Sect on the island, which led to a conflict and him being hunted down.
Doing a double take, Jiang He withdrew his divine mind and thought, "If I remember correctly, the Penglai Sect's mountain archway should be to the east of here. It should not be too far away, around a thousand or two thousand kilometers away."
"This is the will of the heavens!"
Jiang He took out every array board and array flag he had crafted as well as the Doom Shrooms he had on him, muttering as if to himself, "According to the Taixu Sect chieftain, the array I simply set up in my house could only be broken by third-retribution elites with brute force. If I use every array board and array flag I have and take out several hundred thousand spirit stones to set up several arrays outside the Penglai Sect's mountain archway, would I be able to trap the Penglai Sect?"
Perhaps …
It would work!
Jiang He then put away every array board, array flag, and Doom Shrooms, and turned to look at the many spirit stone trees, pellet trees, mystic treasures, and paper talismans in his farm …
Only then did the worry on his face fade considerably.
What a great harvest!
Whether he could take down the Penglai Sect or not would depend on his harvest tonight.
Taking out another handful of spirit condensation pellets and refining them to improve his Yuan Spirit cultivation, Jiang He walked up and picked out a spirit stone tree planted with superior-grade spirit stones before plucking it.
[Ding!]
[+ 1000 Farm Points.]
The crisp jingle of a System Notification in his head left Jiang He's heart thumping wildly, and he exclaimed in delight, "One superior-grade spirit stone really earns me a thousand Farm Points. A hundred of these trees would earn me a hundred thousand Farm Points!"
Jiang He had 380 superior-grade spirit stones in total.
Each would earn him a hundred spirit stones and a hundred thousand Farm Points, meaning that 380 would be 38 million Farm Points.
"Moreover, I have 4,100 mediocre-grade spirit stones, and since each of them earns me ten thousand Farm Points, 4,100 would be 41 million Farm Points. Add that to the soul items, sage items, medicinal pellets, and paper talismans, I would earn almost ten million Farm Points in total."
"I've also saved up over ten million …"
"Gasp!"
Jiang He could not help inhaling sharply …
His Farm Points would exceed a hundred million this time?
Jiang He became worried at the thought …
A hundred million Farm Points …
After he reached full-fledged Yuan Spirit, he would spend ten million to improve up to full-fledged Convergence-tier, and another fifty million to full-fledged Sufferance-tier. With that, he would be left with forty million Farm Points …
"How should I spend this forty million Farm Points?"
"Maybe I should just use it to improve my physique."
"Forty million Farm Points might not be enough to improve my body to Sufferance-tier, but it wouldn't be an issue to Full-Fledged Convergence-tier. When that happens, my body would be able to resist a mediocre-grade sage item, and I could punch the brains out of a dog like Zhong Wanshan with a single punch!"
Meanwhile.
The Thousand Sword Daoist and the Hermit of Forgotten Love were still searching the waters.
Their divine minds were scanning inch by inch, not even sparing the coral reefs and seaweeds.
If they had searched like this right after they entered the water, Jiang He's Farm would definitely not have escaped the Thousand Sword Daoist and the Hermit of Forgotten Love's eyes.
Even so, it would be weird if they could find it.
They found nothing even after searching for hours.
The Thousand Sword Daoist began to divine again.
A look of shock appeared on his face at that, and he exclaimed, "Impossible … I've divined that Jiang He should be in these waters, and nothing would escape our detection if we worked together … why would he be elsewhere?"
"Eh?"
The Hermit of Forgotten Love's gaze twitched, and he could not help asking, "Where is he now?"
Inwardly, he did not have much faith in the Thousand Sword Daoist's divination technique.
You are a sect of sword cultivators. Why would you cultivate divination techniques instead of practicing your swords?
No matter how many times you did it, it was nothing.
After wasting a few hours in the water, he didn't even get a single strand of hair.
The Thousand Sword Daoist pointed east and said, "East. It's around four thousand kilometers from here."
Heh.
The Hermit of Forgotten Love smiled and said, "Brother Thousand Swords, do you know that the mountain archway of the Penglai Sect is just over five thousand kilometers to the east of here? With the Penglai Sect as the center, everything within a thousand kilometers is the domain of my sect?"
Was Jiang He a fool?
Would he dare to go to the Penglai Sect's domain even if he had a hundred guts?
"Well …"
The Thousand Sword Daoist hesitated for a moment. He had searched for several hours and turned the surrounding two hundred miles of ocean upside down, but he still couldn't find anything. This made him doubt himself.
Could there be something wrong with his divination technique?
"No!"
"My divination technique would never be wrong … so it could only be Jiang He. He might have some special move to avoid my divination, even causing me to make a mistake in the process."
Gritting his teeth, he said somberly, "Brother Forgotten Love, I'll do my best to divine later. Help me keep watch, and don't let those aquatic beasts disturb me."
Hence, he sat cross-legged in the waters, the Dao presence around his body beginning to quiver. His aura was becoming stronger, and thunder rumbled faintly over the horizon. Beside him, the Hermit of Forgotten Love was stunned — he would draw heavenly retribution if this continued.
Fortunately, the Thousand Sword Daoist finally finished his divination.
With a wave of his hand, the ancient copper coins were spread out in a single line in front of him. Breathing mystic energy from his mouth, he sprayed it over the coins, which promptly trembled and released veins of green radiance. Then, he opened his eyes and stared closely at the coins, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
It actually …
Was it the same as the divination before?
Had Jiang He lost his mind? Did he really run off to the Penglai Sect's domain?
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