Jingdu City.
In front of the teahouse.
Jin Sidao nodded in acknowledgment, saying, "Don't worry, I promise to handle this matter properly … but …"
His tone then changed as he quietly said, "Jiang He, there's no telling when the immortals would return … why don't you go into hiding for a while?"
"Hide from what?"
Jiang He was confused.
Jin Sidao then said, "With your talent, there's no need for you to fight the returning immortals to the death. Go for a walk in the universe and return after you ascend as an immortal. When that happens, the immortals of the various sects would have to think twice before coming after you."
"No need."
Jiang He smiled. "Running away in the face of a battle is not my style. Moreover, there are strong and weak immortals, and wouldn't I have to hide for years before daring to return if those sects have Golden Immortals among them?"
Jin Sidao was dumbstruck.
He gave Jiang He a weird look.
What the hell.
We were having a good chat, so why is he putting on airs again?
What did he mean by hiding for years if those sects have Golden Immortals … did he mean that he wouldn't have to fear Golden Immortals after hiding for a few years?
"By the way, don't be in such a hurry to leave. You could talk to Minister Wang about promoting immortal arts."
Jiang He said.
That was when Wang Hou stepped out of the teahouse.
"Minister Wang, Chieftain Jin, please continue chatting. I have to hurry back to cultivate." Jiang He excused himself and left.
The news that the immortals were about to return left him feeling a mountain of pressure.
"Chieftain Jin …" Wang Hou turned to Jin Sidao and smiled. "Have you strolled around Jingdu City, Chieftain Jin? Well, I'll show you around. "
"Very well."
Jin Sidao nodded. "Thank you, Minister Wang."
Wang Hou asked many questions about the Era of Qi Refinists, while Jin Sidao was interested in modern cities and could not help exclaiming in wonder, "I didn't think that the mundane world had changed so much."
Jin Sidao only left at five in the afternoon. He did not return to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but headed directly to the Blue Cloud Sect instead.
The Blue Cloud Sect's mountain archway was located deep within the mountains of Sichuan. When Jin Sidao arrived, the Blue Cloud Sect was in utter chaos and wails.
Just as Jin Sidao arrived outside the mountain archways of the Blue Cloud Sect, a streak of light flew toward him and turned into an old woman holding a golden crutch. Her expression was dark as she said in displeasure, "Please return, Brother Dragon Abyss. The Blue Cloud Sect does not welcome you."
"Why bother?"
Jin Sidao said with a smile, having expected such a scene.
All the major sects and forces had established departments such as the Soul Hall to keep the disciples, deacons, elders, and higher-ups in the sect who were above the Primordial Soul realm.
The Blue Cloud Sect's Mahayana elite had been slain by Jiang He and his soul plate shattered, which was why everyone in the Blue Cloud Sect was aware of his death. Moreover, Jiang He had even released five Mahayana elites … naturally, the Blue Cloud Sect would learn the specifics of what happened after a little asking, as well as the fact that Jin Sidao was on Jiang He's side.
Shua!
Another figure flew toward them — it was the Blue Cloud Sect's third Mahayana elite.
The Blue Cloud Sect had three Mahayana elites, and they were a little stronger than the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in terms of ability. Still, the third Mahayana elite had a fiery temper, and his aura burst out the moment he appeared, invoking his mystic treasure and barking coldly, "Jin Sidao, your Ten Thousand Swords Sect had been oppressed by Jiang He before, and yet you are now his lackey? Aren't you afraid that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's immortal swordsmen would come after you when they return?"
Jin Sidao shook his head, unwilling to dwell on the issue, and said, "Brothers, listen to me. Don't die pointlessly — it wasn't easy for the Blue Cloud Sect to survive up to this point."
"Jin Sidao!"
The Mahayana elite roared in rage and was about to attack when the old woman stopped him.
There was a cold glint in the old woman's turbid eyes as she asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm here today to deliver a message for Jiang He."
Jin Sidao said calmly, "The nine elites led by the Blue Cloud Sect, the Unbounded Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Thousand Cavern Mountain are courting death in the first place. Now that Jiang He is not going on a killing spree, it counts as giving you a chance to live."
"Even so, you may be spared from death, but you cannot escape punishment. If the Blue Cloud Sect is willing to pay sufficient compensation, I will plead on your behalf in front of Jiang He!"
"Dream on!"
The fiery Mahayana elite was so furious that he could die, thumping his chest and wailing, "Is there any justice in this world?"
"Jiang He has killed our elites, and he wants us to compensate him?"
"Isn't he afraid that the immortals of the Blue Cloud Sect would come after him when they return?"
Jin Sidao sneered and said, "Brother, the others before had the same idea as you, but Jiang He is unstoppable as long as the immortals are not back. He could kill Mahayana elites like dogs, and I wouldn't last more than three moves against him. I'll deliver the message, and I still have to visit the Unbounded Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Thousand Cavern Mountain. Farewell!"
Whoosh!
Jin Sidao turned into a rainbow of Sword Qi and left.
But before he left, he subtly caught a wisp of the Blue Cloud Sect's Mahayana elite's aura.
He was puzzled inwardly. "It's just a wisp of aura. Why would Jiang He want that?"
"Could Jiang He have grasped some voodoo killing technique? It is said that witchcraft killing curses could kill elites from afar, but isn't it a little ridiculous to think that it could kill a Mahayana elite from afar? "
Soon, Jin Sidao returned to the Thousand Cavern Mountain.
… …
Meanwhile, Jiang He had already returned to Lingzhou City.
After eating, taking a bath, and enjoying Sora Aoi's French back-scrubbing, he hurriedly went to the farm and harvested all the spirit stones in the farm.
"I'll be done planting the spirit stones and initiation pellets by dawn today, and I could level up my farm then!"
Jiang He stared at the Farm Points that had passed a billion, but he felt no joy at all …
What good was a billion anyway?
He would need ten billion Farm Points if he wanted to cultivate the Three Thousand Calamities up to the eighth fold.
"Ten billion …"
"Hmmm …"
"I still have some resources that I haven't planted yet, and with the compensation from the nine sects … it wouldn't be difficult to gather three to five billion, but ten billion …"
Jiang He flashed a pained smile.
He would only stand a chance if the purple bamboos he harvested from Guanyin's Bodhimanda provided him with substantial Farm Points.
"Oh, right."
"I need to get more Violet Sky Thunder Talismans."
"These things are really useful … I wonder how many Violet Sky Thunder Talismans the Thunder Talisman Daoist has crafted."
"…"
Suddenly.
Jiang He froze.
He recalled that he had planted some Heavenly Thunders before, but … where was the Heavenly Thunders???
At the time, he had captured all the heavenly thunderbolts from his physical retribution and gave half of them to the Thunder Talisman Daoist to craft Violet Sky Thunder Talismans, while he sealed the other half with his mystic energy and stuffed it into a small porcelain bottle and buried it underground.
In the end … it did not grow!
Most importantly, Jiang He had forgotten about it.
"Whatever, so be it if it didn't grow. I'll keep it buried, and it might sprout after my farm levels up?"
"Oh, right!"
"There are some special effects when my farm levels up. I've collected quite a lot of good stuff recently, so I have to plant them ahead of time!"
With a turn of his hand, a pile of fox corpses appeared on the ground. The most eye-catching of them all was the corpse of the six-tailed daemon fox, the Immortal Fox that had been dead for over two thousand years but still looked very lifelike.
"Six-tailed daemon fox …"
"It seems that the more tails the Green Hill Foxes have, the more noble their bloodline is. The legendary Daji seems to be a nine-tailed daemon fox."
Jiang He called out to Dumbo, who listlessly used its earth-type powers to dig dozens of holes.
"What is it?"
Jiang He asked in concern.
Dumbo, however, whimpered pitifully before lunging at Jiang He, sprawled on the ground and bawling, "Master, I'm in trouble …"
"The Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers and your eagle have obtained Buddhist legacies and cultivated a golden body, but I … your favorite Dumbo isn't even a Feral Emperor."
Damn it!
Jiang He shuddered.
He kicked him and cursed, "Son of a b * tch, you didn't cultivate properly and now you're blaming me? And if you dare call yourself Dumbo in front of me again, I'll put you on the barbecue grill! "
Wiping its tears, Dumbo ran off to a corner of the farm.
Meanwhile, Jiang He was deep in thought.
His pets were definitely too weak and could not keep up with him. Even if the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers and the two eagles had obtained legacies, their combat ability was not even full-fledged Convergence-tier.
What was the use of such weaklings?
Now that he had a lot of treasures on him, he might have to come up with a development plan for them so that they could be groomed up to Sufferance or Mahayana as soon as possible. Would they not be proud if they ran errands for him in the future?
Therefore …
He then turned towards the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, the two eagles, Trumbo, and the sobbing Dumbo, saying, "Stop cultivating. You wouldn't even reach Mahayana-tier in a hundred years if you keep cultivating like this."
"I've gotten quite a lot of good stuff from Guanyin's Bodhimanda. Let's decorate the mansion in the farm first."
White jade railings carved with dragons and phoenixes.
Bluestone flooring that was at least several thousand years old, an ancient pavilion that was both discreet and luxurious, as well as purple bamboos that were tougher than average sage items …
"Oh, and potted plants … I could use the purple bamboos to make a few stools and chairs. It would definitely be beautiful if I put the potted plants on them."
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