Jiang He had always been cautious.
After all, according to Jin Sidao of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and several elites of the Taixu Sect … the Green Hill Foxes were very powerful, which was why rashly attacking them would not work.
In fact, Jiang He believed that even if the Green Hill Foxes had immortal items and immortal daemonic corpses, they would never stop him if he tried to leave.
But …
If he fought his way to their door and then ran away with his tail between his legs, wouldn't that be slapping his own face?
Therefore, they had to be fully prepared.
After bidding farewell to the Thunder Talisman Daoist, Jiang He returned home, redeemed four packs of Mysterious Soil and planted the four thunder talismans.
Meanwhile, Jin Sidao of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had arrived at the Jiuhua Sect.
The Jiuhua Sect was also a reclusive immortal sect. It was located on the peak of Mount Jiuhua and was hidden within a formation. Its strength was comparable to the Myriad Swords Sect.
Jin Sidao was on good terms with the Mahayana elites of the Jiuhua Sect.
Therefore, the first place he thought of to borrow spirit stones was the Jiuhua Sect.
That was when the Mahayana elite of the Jiuhua Sect came out of seclusion to receive Jin Sidao, consoling him with sincere words, "Brother, I've heard about what happened at the Ten Thousand Swords Sect … Jiang He has already matured, and no one on Earth could stop him as long as the immortals do not return."
"However, he has actually provoked the Green Hill Foxes. The Green Hill Foxes are not people to be trifled with …"
Would Jin Sidao be in the mood to listen to his nonsense?
Moreover, he believed that he was on good terms with Jiang He right now … are you trying to sow discord by saying all that?
Nonetheless, considering that he had a favor to ask of his old friend later, Jin Sidao held back from rebuking him.
"Fellow Daoist …."
"Fellow Daoist …."
Even so, the Mahayana elite of Mount Jiuhua was babbling away incessantly. Veins bulged on Jin Sidao's forehead as he seethed, "Cang Song, it's been two thousand years. You really haven't changed at all."
"Yeah!"
Taoist Cang Song raised his head and looked at the sky. His face was full of reminiscence. He mumbled, "Two thousand years ago, you were the first disciple of the Wan Jian House, I was the first disciple of Mount Jiu Hua, you and I …"
Damn it!
Jin Sidao felt like he was going mad.
Was this person a devil?
Why was a person over two thousand years old still so talkative?
Normally, he would be able to tolerate this guy's nonsense, but today … he still had to go to the next sect to get more spirit stones.
Interrupting the Daoist Cang Song, Jin Sidao cut straight to the point. "Cang Song, I've actually come to the Jiuhua Sect for a favor … to tell the truth, I need a batch of spirit stones, mediocre-grade or superior-grade, the more the better …"
Even before Jin Sidao finished, Cang Song rose to his feet and headed inside the inner sanctum, saying without turning back, "See our guest out."
"…"
Jin Sidao almost vomited blood, but seethed through his teeth, "Cang Song, I'm not lending you for nothing. Lend me ten thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones, and I'll return you ten thousand five hundred …"
"Three days … No, two days, one day … I'll definitely return it to you within a day!"
The Daoist Cang Song paused, his eyes lighting up.
Getting five hundred mediocre-grade spirit stones out of nowhere was a good thing, not to mention that Jin Sidao was a decent person. Still, when he remembered that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had just been robbed by Jiang He and had no way of paying him back, he promptly refused, saying, "Jin Sidao, I could talk with you for seven days and seven nights if you want to reminisce, but don't mention lending spirit stones again. It would ruin our friendship."
Jin Sidao promptly drew his sword.
He had actually brought the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's signature treasure, the Dragon Abyss Sword.
It was a demi-immortal item, and once it was unsheathed, sword radiance illuminated the temple and the sword hummed without end. Cang Song paled in shock and exclaimed angrily, "Jin Sidao, are you trying to rob the Jiuhua Sect?"
"Rob, my foot!"
Slapping the Dragon Abyss Sword on the table, Jin Sidao said, "Brother Cang Song, I know what you're worried about. You're just worried that I can't pay you back. Don't worry, the Dragon Abyss Sword would belong to the Jiuhua Sect if I can't pay you back."
Cang Song became spirited and asked, "Are you serious?"
"I can swear a Dao oath."
"The Jiuhua Sect doesn't have many spirit stones in reserve, but we could gather around six thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones and eight hundred superior-grade spirit stones. I don't want the extra few hundred spirit stones, and I only want your Dragon Abyss Sword!"
Cang Song quickly fetched the spirit stones and said, "Swear a Dao oath first, and I'll give you the spirit stones after that."
Hence …
An hour later, Jin Sidao used the same method to borrow five thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones from another immortal sect.
With experience from those two sects, he completely let himself go.
Immortal sects?
Demonic sects?
Daemon cultivators' Holy Grounds?
He could borrow them all!
It did not matter if they were close to him or if they had a grudge against him, and he would cut to the chase once he entered, directly using the Dragon Abyss Sword as collateral, and he would not have to worry that they would not lend it to him.
On the contrary, those sects were doing their best to gather as many spirit stones as they could to lend to Jin Sidao.
From their perspective, Jin Sidao simply could not repay them.
That night, Jin Sidao returned to Jiang He's house.
The Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite had arrived at the same time. After meeting Jiang He, he took out eighteen thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones and fifteen hundred superior-grade spirit stones, and gave Jin Sidao a smug look.
Delight appeared on Jiang He's face. This …
He would be able to earn 330 million Farm Points.
Moreover, with the spirit stones that the Taixu Sect and Jin Sidao had offered before …
He would be able to earn around 500 million Farm Points.
Jiang He accepted the spirit stones he borrowed from the Taixu Sect and returned the spirit stones he planted according to the ratio. The Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite then said, "We were pressed for time and were afraid that it would delay your cultivation, Brother Jiang He, which is why we could only borrow these. If you are not in a hurry and give us a few more days, the Taixu Sect would definitely be able to borrow more and gather the hundred thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones you need to ascend."
"There's no need."
"It's just a hundred thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones. I've already gathered it for you, Brother Jiang He."
Jin Sidao spoke up just as he finished, and the Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite did a double take before breaking into laughter, saying, "Brother Jin, are you sure you meant a hundred thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones and not a hundred thousand inferior-grade spirit stones?"
"No, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect wouldn't even be able to borrow a hundred thousand inferior-grade spirit stones, would they?"
Jin Sidao sneered but did not say anything else.
You don't have to explain when others don't believe you, since it would be useless and pale no matter how much you explain. Wouldn't it be nice to slap them in the face with the truth?
He waved his hand.
Whoosh!
All at once, a small mountain of spirit stones rained down in Jiang He's yard.
The Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite looked as if he had seen a ghost, whereas Jiang He's spirit swept out and instantly counted the number of spirit stones. His eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Seventy-eight thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones … good job, Jin Sidao."
Jin Sidao was all smiles at Jiang He's praise. For some reason, he felt as if he was a child, when his father, who had always strictly disciplined him, was now patting his head and praising him after he helped his family with some chores.
He threw the Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite a provocative look and smiled. "Here are seventy-eight thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones, as well as five thousand superior-grade spirit stones I've borrowed."
He took out all the spirit stones and handed them all to Jiang He.
Beside him, the Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite could not hold back and was almost bellowing, "No, that's impossible! Seventy-eight thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones and five thousand superior-grade spirit stones … you would need at least seven or eight sects to gather that much, and there are only seven immortal sects on Earth, including the Penglai Sect, your Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and my Taixu Sect …"
"Fool!"
Jin Sidao sneered. "Who said that only immortal sects have spirit stones?"
"Don't demonic sects and daemonic cultivators have spirit stones?"
"No way …"
The Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite was left dumbstruck and muttered, "Why would those demonic sects and daemonic cultivators lend you spirit stones?"
"Dragon Abyss Sword!"
Jin Sidao said only three words.
What the hell!
The Taixu Sect's Mahayana elite's eyes widened, and he only came to his senses after a few seconds, promptly slapping his thigh in frustration!
What the hell …
Why didn't he think of that?
His Taixu Sect had demi-immortal items too, and would he have to worry about not being able to borrow spirit stones with them as collateral?
Beside him, Jiang He was taken aback by Jin Sidao's maneuver as well.
This fellow was really a clever little devil!
Putting away all the spirit stones, Jiang He thought to himself, 'If I take Jin Sidao's spirit stones for myself, cut him down with a flurry of swords and snatch his Dragon Abyss Sword, would the sects that lent him spirit stones go mad?'
Of course.
Jiang He was just fantasizing.
It was just a few spirit stones, and they were nothing to him.
Moreover, with so many spirit stones in one go, he could stack his physique up to full-fledged Mahayana, let alone Mahayana Qi Refinist.
He promptly took out double the spirit stones and handed them to Jin Sidao, saying, "Well done. You should be rewarded."
Jin Sidao was beaming. Double …
In other words, he had earned seventy-eight thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones and five thousand superior-grade spirit stones in a single afternoon!
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the wealthiest cultivator right now, was it not?
Of course, Jiang He was not included.
Jin Sidao could not help thinking …
How many spirit stones did Jiang He actually have?
If he robbed Jiang He …
Jin Sidao promptly shuddered, shocked by his own thoughts. As expected, getting rich overnight easily inflated one's ego.
That was when Jiang He breathed a long sigh and sighed, "It's fortunate that I didn't wipe out the Ten Thousand Swords Sect back then, or how could I have collected so many spirit stones so easily?"
Jin Sidao was dumbstruck.
What the hell.
His good mood promptly turned into a frosted eggplant.
Sir.
Why are you suddenly talking about wiping out my sect?
(PS: There are too many things to do back at home. That's it for today, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow. I'll update then.)
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