Next up was drawing blood.
Old Mu was the strongest among the group of professors and experts in the Superpower Research Department who were involved in scientific research.
He was a rank-nine martial artist, but he spent most of his time in research and rarely fought in actual combat, which was why he was weaker than the rank-nine martial artists who often roamed the wildlands. Be that as it may, rank-nine martial artists were definitely elites in the Hua Nation at the moment.
And yet, when he moved to draw blood from the two scale dragons, he awkwardly realized that …
They could not be drawn!
It was not that they could not be drawn, but the S-grade alloy needle simply could not pierce the scales' skin.
Both scale dragons were physically stronger than Ferals of the same level, especially the layer of scales that covered their bodies, which were tougher than S-grade alloy.
Old Mu, unconvinced, charged his True Qi and burst out at full power, holding the needle and stabbing it.
Crack!
The needle broke.
Embarrassed, he turned to Jiang He.
Jiang He was musing to himself … He could not stay here every day to draw their blood, could he?
Should he forge a mystic item similar to the needle?
Would he still have to worry that the needle would not pierce through?
However, in the eyes of the two Jiao Dragons, his pondering posture was different. The green Jiao Dragon shuddered, gritted its teeth, and said fiercely, "It's all because my scales are too hard … How about this, I'll break off the scales, and you try drawing my blood again?"
Crack!
There was a crisp sound.
It stretched out its dragon claw, grabbed a piece of scale armor on its abdomen, and forcibly broke that piece of scale armor.
Old Mu then took out another S-grade alloy needle and painstakingly drew out a tube of blood, unable to hold back from saying, "Aside from its scales, this scale dragon's physique is very tough as well. Only rank-nine martial artists would have a hard time poking the needle into its flesh."
"From now on, I'll have to do it myself when it comes to drawing blood from scale dragons … eh?"
Even before Old Mu finished, the green scale dragon opened its mouth and spat out a flying shuttle-like daemonic treasure.
The talisman pierced into the place where he broke off the scales, causing blood to flow. It reached out with its dragon claws and pulled out the flying shuttle. It endured the pain to control the loss of blood and said, "In this way, it will be much easier for you to extract the blood."
It then turned towards the silver scale dragon.
The silver Flood Dragon was still unable to speak, so it could only transmit information through mental fluctuations.
It peeled off a piece of its own scale and sent a telepathic message to the others, "I've just condensed the Demon Core not long ago, so I haven't had the time to strengthen my body. Therefore, I only need to peel off this scale to extract my Blood Essence."
Old Master Mu and the others were overjoyed.
The female professor turned towards Jiang He with respect and sighed. "As expected of the best beast tamer in the country, Mister Jiang. I'm impressed by your beast taming skills!"
Jiang He: "…"
How did this bring up beast taming again?
He didn't tame these two fellows at all, okay?
However, he was too lazy to explain. Instead, he smiled and said, "Old Master Mu, professors, you can use these two Ferocious Beasts first. Let me know if they die, and I'll help you catch two more."
"No!"
But before Elder Mu could say anything, the green Scaled Dragon became anxious. Its two-meter-long body promptly tensed, and it cried out at Jiang He, "Lord Jiang He, our lifeforce is strong. We won't die so easily!"
"As long as you provide us with some spirit stones and some spirit pellets that replenish blood, we could hold out even if our blood was extracted for up to five years."
Elder Mu and the others were stunned.
That fellow …
Was it really a dragon?
Wasn't its desire to live a little too strong?
He then said, "The Superpower Research Department has developed medicinal pellets that replenish blood, and we could supply them in bulk … but I've never heard of spirit stones."
"Spirit stones are Orirocks."
Jiang He explained. Elder Mu could not help flashing a pained smile, saying, "Orirocks are precious, and the Superpower Research Department can't produce them … eh?"
Before he could finish his sentence, he jumped up in fright.
Jiang He had waved his hand and sprinkled a pile of spirit stones on the ground.
There were not many spirit stones, just around five hundred.
Moreover, they were all inferior-grade spirit stones.
Jiang He had no use for them at the moment. Even superior-grade spirit stones were useless to him, let alone inferior-grade spirit stones.
Would Elder Mu dare to accept them?
In his mind, Orirocks were extremely precious and priceless. Jiang He, however, waved him off with a smile. "It's fine. I have a lot of these, and they're just taking up space. Use them for now, and ask me for more if you don't have enough."
Jiang He was adamant, and Elder Mu had to accept it, saying, "With these two scale dragons, the initiation pellets you need would be ready in three days. I'll arrange for a fighter jet to deliver them to you when the time comes."
"No need."
Jiang He replied. "Fighter jets are too troublesome. Give me a call when the time comes, and I'll have my dog come get them."
After leaving the Superpower Research Department, Jiang He headed to the Martial Arts Department (MAD) and found Lin Tianzheng.
Lin Tianzheng briefly told Jiang He about their partnership with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Jiang He nodded, saying, "The Ten Thousand Swords Sect did a good job. Though they have their own motives, this is good for the Hua Nation as well. The promotion of martial arts and immortal arts should not be neglected, and I have a feeling that there would be chaos and calamity in the future. It is only by becoming powerful that we would have the capital to survive amidst the chaos and calamity."
Hence, Jiang He took out some resources he had no use for and gave them to Lin Tianzheng.
There were hundreds of thousands of inferior-grade spirit stones and a hundred thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones, as well as almost a thousand mystic treasures and soul items.
Jiang He had a lot of those.
His System Backpack was especially full after plundering the treasure vault of the Green Hill Foxes.
Lin Tianzheng was stunned and blanked out for a while.
He rose to his feet, offered a fist-palm salute and bowed at Jiang He, saying, "Thank you, Mister Jiang."
"It's a trifle, not worth mentioning."
Jiang He waved him off and flatly said, "Right now, the immortal sects, demonic sects, and daemon cultivators would have peace for a long time. This is the best time to promote martial arts and immortal arts and develop on a large scale. You must grasp it well, Elder Lin."
Lin Tianzheng agreed.
He then personally saw Jiang He out of the Martial Arts Department (MAD).
After leaving the MAD, Jiang He turned into a rainbow of Sword Qi and returned to the village.
It was already afternoon when he returned home.
After taking a bath and relaxing, Jiang He went downstairs to find that Sora and Boa had already prepared dinner.
After dinner, he summoned the Seven Fairy Maidens he had just planted and had them perform some music … but something unexpected happened —
"Damn it!"
"What are you doing?"
"Where are you sucking with your mouth?"
"I told you to play music, and this is how you do it?"
Jiang He scowled, scaring the Seven Fairy Maidens, who promptly dropped to their knees and apologized tearfully.
Jiang He's heart softened then …
He was a kind person and could not stand seeing women like that.
Moreover, they were seven beautiful and alluring fairies, and so he promptly breathed a long sigh and said, "I'm not getting angry for no reason, but your bite hurt me … That's right, it's you. Come here and try again. Use your tongue, not your teeth. That's right, that's it …"
"You're worth teaching!"
… …
Meanwhile.
At a certain hotel in the Xijiang base city.
Ooom!
Suddenly, a tyrannical aura burst out, piercing the world.
The aura was not obvious to ordinary people, but any martial artist above Level Seven could clearly sense it.
The divine-tier martial artist stationed at the Xijiang base city was stunned and promptly took to the air, looking toward the hotel from afar with a look of wariness on his face as he muttered, "So powerful … this aura … Void-tier?"
"No, no … I've seen Minister Wang before, but his aura was not this powerful!"
Just as the Transcendent realm warrior was about to step forward to check it out, a gust of wind blew past, and in the next moment, a handsome young man dressed in white appeared before him. The young man's presence was as deep as the sea, and he gave off the feeling that he was a black hole, constantly devouring the world's Yuan Qi around him.
The youth smiled. "No need to be surprised. I'm just passing by and had some epiphany, so I went into seclusion to cultivate for a few days."
Whoosh!
The white-clothed youth turned into a cool breeze and disappeared from the Xijiang base city.
His figure flickered a few times and he was already hundreds of miles away. His face was full of smiles as he said, "The Void Interpretation Realm … Is this the power of the Void Interpretation Realm … No wonder it's so difficult for martial artists to enter the Void Interpretation Realm. In my opinion, the power of the Void Interpretation Realm is even more mysterious than the Primordial Soul Realm. The Void Interpretation Realm of the Martial Dao might be comparable to the Dao Integration Realm.
"Still …"
The white-clothed youth could not help cursing inwardly after sensing it for a while.
"Zero Void could create Secret Realms … damn it, nonsense. Why can't I do that?"
The white-clothed youth was the guru of the Tantra Sect!
No.
He was no longer the guru of the Tantra Sect now.
He had long since let go of all restraints and descended from the mountain to return to normal life.
His lifespan had reached its limit, but after eating Jiang He's two eggplants, his body and lifespan improved. After cultivating in seclusion for days, he finally reached Zero Void. Having just ascended, he did not even have the time to understand what was happening in the outside world. Hence, he flew northwest, unable to hold back his excitement, "Brother Jiang He would be very happy if he knows that I've ascended."
"Moreover, I could help him guard the Stargate after ascending … since Jiang He is only a novice Yuan Spirit now, it would be very stressful for him to guard the Stargate alone."
Whipping out his satellite phone, the white-clothed guru was about to call Jiang He to let him know that he was safe.
But just as he dialed the number, his eyes narrowed and he promptly shook his head to look into the distance.
In the distant horizon, a Buddhist light rose. This Buddhist light was like gold, dyeing half the sky golden.
Auspicious clouds floated amidst the radiance.
The silhouette of a Buddha was sitting cross-legged on the clouds, flying toward the white-clothed guru.
The man was burly and tall, wearing a kasaya that flickered with Buddha's radiance. He put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra, saying, "Amitabha. Mister, you are fated with the Buddha."
The look on the white-clothed guru's face changed.
He did not know the person before him.
Even so, his aura alone was suffocating him despite having ascended to Zero Void.
Golden Buddha's radiance flickered over his body, and his physique was like gold and jade. It was a sign that he had cultivated the legendary Golden Body Glaze.
Not daring to be careless, the white-clothed guru quickly returned the greeting, saying, "To tell the truth, Master, I am a Buddhist myself, but I have just let go of my past and become a mortal …"
Even before he finished, the Buddha's silhouette frowned in displeasure and coldly said, "How dare you betray the Buddhist Sect?"
With that …
A huge hand reached out to grab the white-clothed guru, saying, "It is a great sin to betray the Buddhist Sect, but I will not hold it against you since you are fated with the Buddha. As long as you acknowledge me as your master and cut all ties with the mortal world, you would be able to atone for your sins."
"Hello, hello, hello?"
"What's going on?"
That was when a voice abruptly spoke from the satellite phone the white-clothed guru was holding.
It turned out that he had forgotten to hang up after dialing the number, and Jiang He had picked up.
Jiang He had clearly heard the commotion, and exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on, bro?"
Boom!
The Buddha's radiant hand descended, casting a godly Buddhist technique called the Buddha Realm Palm.
The Buddha's silhouette had captured the white-clothed guru with a single stroke, and he could not escape its grasp no matter how hard he struggled. As such, he had no choice but to accept his fate and say, "Master, could I say goodbye to my friend?"
He smiled bitterly and sighed, saying, "Jiang He, I've just ascended to Zero Void today. I had wanted to celebrate with you over some kebabs, but it seems that I have to give it up now."
There was indescribable bitterness in his smile.
He had reincarnated for three lifetimes, and was a monk for all three.
Now that he had seen through everything and lived out his true self, he did not expect that he would be forced to become a monk again!
Am I really destined to be a monk for the rest of my life?
On the other end of the call.
Jiang He had more or less understood what was going on, and promptly barked in rage, "Bro, put your phone on speakerphone. I'd like to see where this bald donkey came from, and how dare he force you to become his disciple?"
Jiang He promptly cursed, causing the satellite phone to vibrate. Sneering, he said, "You son of a b * tch, let him go right now. If you don't give me face, I'll cut off your line of worship tomorrow!"
Crack!
A Buddha's radiance flashed.
The white-clothed guru's satellite phone was directly destroyed, and the Buddha's silhouette appeared a little enraged as well, growling, "How dare this brat spout nonsense and insult us Buddhists! Only the eighteen levels of hell would wash away his sins … eh?"
At that …
The Buddha's silhouette suddenly did a double take.
He turned towards the white-clothed guru and frowned, "The person on the communications charm called himself Jiang He. Could he be …"
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