There was silence in the vast office.
Thud.
One of the divine-tier martial artists dropped his Thermos cup, spilling wolfberries and tea leaves all over the floor, but he did not seem to notice it at all.
Wang Hou's mouth twitched when he saw the wolfberries all over the floor.
Those wretches had learned nothing else but to soak wolfberries in a Thermos cup?
…
Meanwhile, deep in outer space.
Jiang He was a little worried as he stared at the Star Core that was over fifty kilometers in size.
How was he supposed to plant it when it was so huge?
His farm was just a hundred Mu …
"Whatever. I'll stuff it in my System Backpack for now and think of a way to plant it later." Jiang He reached out and grasped, his mystic energy surging towards the Star Core. A wave of energy emanated from the Star Core, and it was about to break free of Jiang He's control and fly away.
Helpless, Jiang He took out the Heavenly Thunderbolt Hand Grenade.
Though the Star Core was not sentient, it was nurtured by the world itself and contained a certain amount of Dao. That was why it promptly calmed down at Jiang He's threat, whirling and shrinking to the size of a basketball.
"Oh?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up and he smiled. "That thing could shrink or expand? If I could refine it … eh? "
Even as he spoke, Jiang He reached out and grabbed at the Star Core again.
Still, his expression changed when he grabbed it.
The Star Core did not budge.
Jiang He directed his mystic energy, his qi bursting as he reached out to grab it again, but the Star Core only shook a few times.
"Why is this thing so heavy? I could even uproot Mount Everest with my full strength now, but this Star Core is heavier than Mount Everest? "
There was no helping it.
He could not pick it up and naturally could not put it in his System Backpack, so he had to let Hu Mei keep it for now.
As a full-fledged Heavenly Immortal, Hu Mei had a massive Void Storage, and she could easily store the Star Core even if it was fifty kilometers wide, let alone the size of a basketball.
After putting away the Star Core, Jiang He turned to look out into the distance. What had been Mars had been reduced to countless star fragments, which wafted through outer space. They might be reduced to dust by cosmic storms, or even crash down on a planet and cause great destruction.
Of course.
None of that was within Jiang He's consideration.
Sighing softly, Jiang He smiled. "The Sky Demons' legion of millions and their many champions had been reduced to ashes along with Mars. I've even blown up that True Immortal, four Heavenly Immortals, and the demon lord of the Sky Demons. It seems that we don't have to worry about the threat of the Sky Demons now."
"Master, don't be careless."
Beside him, Hu Mei said, "The Sky Demons may not be a powerful race, but they are among the top hundred races in the universe, ruling over a planetary system and hundreds of living planets. Their Patriarch was a Demi-Saint champion, and they have innumerable champions. Now that hundreds of Sufferance and almost a hundred Mahayana elites of the Sky Demons have died at your hands, it would at most be a blow to their bones. For a race of this universe, it would not take a thousand years for another batch of Sufferance and Mahayana elites to be born."
"Furthermore, it has always been the race's peak strength that determines the strength of a race in the universe, not the Tribulation realm or Mahayana realm."
"Now that the Star Map Array has been activated and the Heavenly Demons have received the news, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Hundred Races who once invaded Earth will once again set their sights on Earth."
Jiang He's expression stiffened as countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
He really wanted to curse.
Damn it!
There was no end to these universe races, was there?
If that was the case, he would still have to cause trouble in the future?
"I just want to be a salted fish, to be able to sleep peacefully, to work in the fields every day, to drink tea, to enjoy the music of the seven fairies, to have Boa Hancock massage my legs, and to ride the little fox occasionally … Why is such a small wish so difficult?"
A fierce glint flashed in Jiang He's eyes and he seethed, "Hu Mei, which Hundred Races invaded Earth back then? Should we find some time to blow up every single one of those bastards? "
Still, he found it too risky when he thought about it.
The Sky Demons were ranked at the bottom of the Hundred Races, but they had countless champions and Demi-Saints. Wouldn't the other powerful races have immortals everywhere and Golden Immortals as many as dogs?
Wouldn't they have Saints as well?
"It seems that the expansion of the world view is different from what I imagined … I thought that ancient martial sects, secluded immortal sects, demonic sects, and daemon cultivators would reappear after the Revival of Qi, and the world's background would eventually lean towards primeval myths … but now, it seems that the world's background is much larger and not just limited to primeval myths."
Jiang He rubbed his temples, a little worried.
Primeval myths …
Grand Luo, Demi-Saints, Saints …
"It's a pity that I've been in contact with cultivation for too long. It's been less than four months at most. Compared to those ancient big powers who have been cultivating for tens of thousands of years or even calculated their age in terms of Huiyuan, I'm too far behind them. If I'm given a few more decades and have the strength to kill those big powers, I can do whatever I want!"
However, it was impossible to obtain this kind of strength by relying on cultivation alone.
Moreover …
Cultivation was out of the question, and he would never cultivate for the rest of his life. Farming was the only way he could survive.
At that thought and remembering that he had yet to plant the spirit stones and mystic treasures the nine factions had compensated him with, Jiang He urgently said, "Alright, Hu Mei. Let's go home."
"Yes, Master."
Hu Mei sprawled out into thin air, sticking out her sexy bottom and grumbling coquettishly, "Ride me, Master."
Jiang He: "…"
What the hell!
Revert to your true form?
How was he supposed to ride me?
At Jiang He's righteous request, Hu Mei turned into a hundred-meter daemon fox with a resentful look in her eyes.
When Jiang He flew up and landed on her back, she let out a mischievous' ah ~ ~ ~ ', which left Jiang He gritting his teeth and wanting nothing more than to beat her up with a rod.
Before he left, Jiang He turned back to look at Mars, a thought suddenly coming to him. "It is said that Mars is a relay station for the stars, a place that cultivators must pass when they wander the universe or return to Earth. Now that I've blown up Mars, would the returning immortals find their way home?"
"Hmmm!"
"Am I worrying a little too much?"
"Since they are immortals, crossing the stars physically would naturally not be a problem. It would not take them much effort to fly from Mars to Earth."
Even so, Jiang He felt that something was not right.
He racked his brains, and only remembered when he returned home …
"Now that I've blown up Mars, the ancient teleportation formation set up on the planet is naturally gone. Won't there be any accidents when the returning immortals teleport to Mars from the distant cosmos?"
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