"Jiang He!"
A Seventh Tribulation fox demon pounced over. It sacrificed its Daemon core, Daemon Armament, and burned its Great Dao and Essence Soul. It said angrily, "My Green Hill Mountain will never forgive you …"
Bang!
Jiang He punched out from the distance and directly blew up the seven-retribution Daemon Fox. Laughing coldly, his divine mind swept out again as he said sinisterly, "I, Jiang He, have come with sincerity to Green Hill. I had intended to kill your Mahayana elite and leave after borrowing some stuff, but since you lot are so stubborn, I shall kill you all!"
How powerful was his Divine Will?
His divine sense shrouded the entire Green Hill and swept across all the fox demons.
None of the Daemon Foxes' spirit ripples escaped Jiang He's senses.
Back when he was still at the ninth rank of the Martial Path, he could use this method to tell if someone was lying. At this moment, it was not difficult for him to use this method to determine if these fox demons had any hostility or killing intent towards him.
However …
Hiss!
Jiang He inhaled sharply.
Apart from a few who were scared out of their wits by him, most of the fox demons in Green Hill were filled with hatred and murderous intent towards him?
"What a strong killing intent …"
"If I keep them alive, they will become a big problem in the future. Even if they can't deal with me, if they attack my dog, cat, or eagle, it will still be a problem."
Jiang He waved his hand.
The Mosquito Cutter appeared.
With a swing of his sword, the entire Green Hill was covered in endless Sword Qi of Thunder and Fire.
The second move of the Three Thousand Calamities — Tribulation of Thunder and Fire.
Jiang He had designated it as an area-of-effect sword technique when he first created it. Still, he had been used to throwing pea bombs and Doom Shrooms, which was why he never used it.
As thousands of Sword Qi of Thunder and Fire descended, it was as if the entire Green Hill had entered the apocalypse.
Roars, shouts, begging for mercy, and angry curses interweaved together …
By the time the Sword Qi of Thunder and Fire had dissipated, the picturesque Green Hill had turned into a living hell. Corpses of Daemon Foxes lay strewn across the broken walls. They were either cut in two by the Sword Qi or burnt into charcoal by the Sword Qi of Thunder and Fire. It was an indescribably gruesome sight.
Jiang He could not help blinking as he landed …
F * ck!
This …
Killed them all?
So, the plan to help the Superpower Research Department get a Feral King had fallen through again?
"Still, that indirectly reveals my shortcoming. My ability has improved a little too quickly, which is why my control over my power is not as refined. If my control over my power was refined enough, I would not have killed all the Green Hill Foxes with my Thunderflame Calamity, and could have kept two of them alive to be studied by the Superpower Research Department."
With that thought in mind, Jiang He made up his mind that he would cultivate under the Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment for a while after leveling up his farm.
He circled around Green Hill and found the treasury of the Green Hill Foxes.
There were many spirit pellets, medicine, daemonic weapons, and mystic treasures piled up into a mountain. Jiang He put everything away and began to search the Green Hill Foxes' Scripture Library.
There were hundreds of cultivation methods in the Scripture Library of Green Hill Mountain.
Of course.
Most of the daemonic cultivators' collections were naturally daemonic cultivation methods. There were only twenty or so cultivation methods that humans could cultivate, and Jiang He put them away after flipping through them casually.
"These cultivation methods are plain and not suitable for me, but they would be great as gifts … by the way, the dead Sufferance-tier, Convergence-tier, and Yuan Spirit Daemonic Foxes all had daemonic weapons, mystic treasures, and Spatial Rings …"
Jiang He looted the corpses one by one, collecting a huge pile of Spatial Rings.
He was not even bothered to look through what was inside the Spatial Rings …
"I've collected hundreds of Spatial Rings in total, haven't I?"
"I wouldn't be able to use that many anyway, and I wouldn't be able to finish them even if I gave them away. I could consider trading for some other items … I got my Mosquito Cutter and the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula from scavenging, and there might be undiscovered treasures among the people."
Sitting on the ruins of Green Hill, Jiang He whipped out his satellite phone and dialed Wang Hou's number, only to find that the number was out of service.
Then, he dialed Zhou Yu's number, only to find that …
[The subscriber you dialed is powered off.]
Jiang He, unconvinced, called Lin Tianzheng's number, and only learned after asking that Wang Hou had left in search of providence and was uncontactable at the moment. He might have entered some Secret Realm in some heritage site, and Zhou Yu was cultivating in seclusion to ascend to divine-tier.
"Elder Lin, does the Martial Arts Department (MAD) have a branch near Green Hill?"
"Yes."
Lin Tianzheng replied. "The MAD has a branch in Ling County, and the military has stationed elites and troops there as well. There's a vast wildland outside Ling County, which is also the perimeter into Shandong Province. It has now been developed into a city base, and the city's forces are not weak."
"That's good."
Jiang He smiled. "How about this: contact the person in charge of the Ling County branch and have him send someone to Green Hill."
"Why would I go to Green Hill?"
Lin Tianzheng did a double take and came to his senses, pressing, "Are you really going to Green Hill, Jiang He?"
"Yes. How could I not come when they sent me an invitation?"
"Are you alright?"
"The Green Hill Foxes didn't make things difficult for you, did they? I heard from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect that they are very powerful, with six to seven Mahayana elites and immortal items in their Holy Grounds. "
Jiang He answered truthfully, "The Green Hill Foxes do have an immortal item that is very powerful, and it took me a lot of effort to kill the nine Mahayana Foxes who were hiding beneath it."
？？？
Lin Tianzheng was left dumbstruck.
Right now, he was with the Three-retribution cultivator from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
The cultivator had heard Jiang He's words over the phone as well, and promptly rose to his feet as if thunderstruck. Jiang He, on the other hand, was not bothered by Lin Tianzheng's reaction and said, "Well, Old Lin, here's the thing: Green Hill's Spirit Qi is concentrated here, and the scenery is picturesque … Ahem, of course, it might be a little broken after a great battle, but it would be fine after some rest."
"Isn't the country promoting immortal arts? I think we could set up a cultivation academy here. "
"What?"
"That person from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is with you?"
"Is he worried that the Immortal Foxes of Green Hill would cause trouble after the other immortals return?"
"Hold on … ask him if the immortal swordsmen of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would cause trouble after they return?"
The Three-retribution cultivator's face turned ashen, and he quickly yelled over the phone, "No, they definitely wouldn't. Don't worry, Lord Jiang He, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect doesn't have many immortal swordsmen in the first place, and outer space is fraught with danger. Who knows, they might not even return?"
Jiang He was dumbstruck.
What was that person's name? He must get to know him when he returned. Wasn't his survival instincts a little too strong?
A casual joke from Jiang He, and he was already cursing the immortal swordsmen of his own sect to die?
Jiang He chuckled, "Is there any use worrying about that, Old Lin?"
"Do you think that the Immortal Foxes of Green Hill wouldn't bother us if we don't set up an academy here?"
"Would those immortals and immortal daemons be safe and law-abiding if they really return to Earth?"
Jiang He did not say anything else and said, "Alright, I still have something to do, so I'll talk to you later. You can take over Green Hill whenever you want, but if you don't … just let it go to waste."
With that, he hung up.
Jiang He strode out of Green Hill.
Inwardly, however, he was starting to worry …
"It's already the end of November … I did tell Old Mu that I would help them capture two Feral Kings in three days, but how many days has it been?"
"How about I go overseas again?"
Jiang He was about to head overseas, but before he could move, he saw a daemonic cloud flying towards him from the horizon and landing in front of him. Atop it was a Mahayana-tier daemonic cultivator, who was all smiles and greeted, "Brother Jiang He."
The daemonic cultivator was muscular, and he was accompanied by a Convergence-novice daemonic cultivator who had two horns on his head.
Jiang He was surprised.
Who was that daemonic cultivator?
How dare he block his way?
After his surprise, he became delighted.
He was just worrying about not having a place to capture Feral Kings. Should he subjugate those two daemonic cultivators and negotiate with them to see if he could borrow two?
"Eh? It's you? The lesser daemonic cultivator who stopped me from killing the Dragoncroc Emperor? "
Jiang He's face twitched as he recognized the twin-horned young daemonic cultivator. He had cut down his Yuan Spirit clone, which looked identical to his true form.
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