One of the armored guards smiled bitterly. "It seems that there is a problem with the galactic relay station near the homeworld. It could be that the warp portal has not been maintained for a long time and has malfunctioned. There might be an accident if a long-distance teleportation is conducted."
As he spoke, he glanced at the immortals who were about to return to the homeworld. "That is why I suggest that everyone make more transit stops before returning to the homeworld. Even if the relay station near the homeworld is malfunctioning, everyone's ability would be able to handle it."
The many Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals nodded.
Several days later, several more Golden Immortals returned with a group of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.
Having just returned from the celestial battlefield, their immortal armor was still stained with blood, but their faces were brimming with delight as they chatted happily. "We've been fighting in the celestial battlefield for over two thousand years," a short old man carrying an immortal sword said with a smile. "I wonder how the Orthodoxy I left behind in the homeworld is faring."
Beside him, a middle-aged Golden Immortal quipped, "Your Ten Thousand Swords Sect was already sparsely populated back then. Now that two thousand years have passed, your legacy might have been cut off."
The short old man flew into a rage and cursed, "Zhou Li, bullsh * t! The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's legacy would not be cut off even if your Taixu Sect destroyed it!"
The old man called 'Zhou Li' laughed but was not angered. "How could your Ten Thousand Swords Sect compare to the depth of the Taixu Sect's resources?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, the human Golden Immortal general quickly said, "Don't worry, everyone. You all know the state of the homeworld. Several grotto-heavens and blessed lands are in seclusion, while many immortal sects, demonic sects, and daemon cultivators are in hiding. The mortal world is depleted of Spirit Qi, making it difficult for champions to emerge. Moreover, the Star Map has sealed the dimensions to prevent champions from descending, which is why there is no being that could threaten your Orthodoxy."
"Men, bring everyone to an inn to rest. When everyone has arrived, the warp portal will be activated to send everyone back to the homeworld."
Soon, more than twenty days had passed. Veins of immortal light shone upon the vast ancient city, and the immortals who were returning to the homeworld quickly assembled. There were 208 of them, including sixteen Golden Immortals, seventy True Immortals, and the rest were all Heavenly Immortals.
A mystical ship approached from the distance and hovered in the Void.
On the deck of the treasured ship stood an old man wearing a robe and holding a horsetail whisk.
"Greetings, Immortal Emperor Qing Xuan." The soldiers and immortals below all knelt down and greeted.
Celestial Emperor Qing Xuan, whose full name was Taiyi Heavenly Lord of Salvation, Emperor Qing Xuan of the Nine Suns, was a disciple of the Sage and one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun. He was also known as Immortal Taiyi. He possessed the Nine Dragons Heavenly Fire Shroud and was extremely powerful.
He flicked the horsetail whisk in his hand and said with a smile, "You may dispense with the formalities. Rise."
"Aside from continuing the legacy of the homeworld's Orthodoxy, everyone has returned to the homeworld this time to guard against the invasion of the Hundred Races Alliance. Over the years, many of their elites have perished in the celestial battlefield, and once they learn that the homeworld has been unsealed, they would definitely form another alliance and invade the homeworld."
Down below, the short elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was puzzled and asked, "Senior, the homeworld is barren and far inferior to the planetary systems around the celestial battlefield. Why would the Hundred Races Alliance keep their eyes on it?"
The True Habitant of Tai Yi smiled. "The homeworld is barren … if it was, how could it have given birth to the Six Saints and so many other powerful beings?"
"Is it true that there is a great providence in the homeworld that allows everyone to transcend?"
Someone asked. The True Habitant of Tai Yi shook his head and said, "Would the Six Saints not have taken such a providence? If we could have one more Saint, the situation in the celestial battlefield would be reversed. Would there be a need for this stalemate? "
Pausing for a moment, the True Habitant of Tai Yi then added, "The Hundred Races Alliance would not have an advantage in the celestial battlefield, and all they want is to regain some dignity over at the homeworld. That said, it is not as if there is no backup plan in the homeworld. If the Hundred Races Alliance could not stop them after you return to the homeworld, you could seek help from the grotto-heavens."
"Alright. Activate the portal and send everyone back to the homeworld!"
At the True Habitant of Tai Yi's command, the portal flashed and the many Heavenly Immortals, True Immortals, and Golden Immortals stepped inside.
Ooom!
The portal flashed in radiance, and all 208 immortals vanished within.
It was only when they left that the True Habitant of Tai Yi breathed a long sigh and looked out into the distance.
His gaze was profound as if it could pierce through the stars of the universe.
Was there any providence on the homeworld?
No.
That was a given. If there really was a providence that could help one ascend as a Saint and transcend, the six Saints would have taken it long ago … but the homeworld had great fortune.
The True Habitant of Tai Yi had heard from his master that another Saint might be born on the homeworld in the future.
… …
Meanwhile, in the Hua Nation, Earth. Beside a mountain with beautiful scenery, Jiang He was wearing sunglasses and leaning on a soft sofa with his legs crossed. Behind him, Hu Mei was massaging his back.
In front of him were Boa Hancock and Sora Aoi.
The two beauties were taking turns to feed Jiang He, one holding a plate of fruits and the other a skewer.
After a few bites, Jiang He could not help chuckling. "These grapes are not bad … plucked from the mountains?"
Sora Aoi nodded and replied, "There's a vineyard beneath the mountain, and from the looks of it, it must have been planted by the farmers who once lived there."
"Interesting. It's already February, but there are still grapes on the trees? It seems that the vines must have mutated. "
Jiang He rose to his feet, took out some Origin Fluid and had a few sips. Then, he turned towards Dumbo who was grilling on the ground and said, "Dumbo, go dig up some vines and plant them in the farm. That way, we could have fresh apples anytime we want."
"Alright."
Dumbo answered and handed the grilled meat to Eldest Brother, while it stood on its hind legs and waddled towards the other side of the mountain.
It wore a pair of large underpants and strode forward in a manner that made it seem as if it didn't recognize anyone. When it walked, it was quite awe-inspiring.
Meanwhile, Jiang He stared at Dumbo's back and could not help complaining, "That dog seems to have gotten fatter recently …"
Right now, it had been a month since Jiang He became immortal.
It was a rare moment of leisure for Jiang He.
Every day, he would farm, flirt with girls, and occasionally go shopping with Wang Siyu. He would also bring his maids, pets, and grandchildren out for a stroll, while searching for some mutated plant seeds to plant and earn Farm Points.
Of course, he ate the Thunder Dao Fruit every day.
Even if …
Jiang He forced himself to eat it after he got sick of it.
Jiang He was going all out to improve his cultivation, and it was fortunate that the results were remarkable. Just yesterday, Jiang He had eaten the last Thunder Dao Fruit and condensed his forty-eighth Heavenly Immortal Dao, ascending up to full-fledged Heavenly Immortal.
Under normal circumstances, one could ascend to True Immortal after condensing thirty-six Heavenly Immortal Daos to their limits. Jiang He, on the other hand, had condensed all forty-eight Heavenly Immortal Daos to their limits … but he was not about to ascend.
Firstly …
He had heard that in ancient times, there were geniuses who condensed seventy-two Heavenly Immortal Dao or even a hundred and eight Heavenly Immortal Dao before ascending. Even if he could not condense 108 Heavenly Immortal Dao, he should at least condense 72, should he not?
Secondly, Jiang He did not have a follow-up cultivation technique.
There were only eight folds of the Three Thousand Calamities, and the highest he could cultivate up to full-fledged Heavenly Immortal.
"Hmmm …"
"I almost forgot … Looks like I have to create an awesome cultivation method as soon as possible … Also, how do I continue to condense the Laws of Heavenly Immortals … If I really can't do it, I'll plant some more Heavenly Lightning and produce some Lightning Dao Fruits. Although they taste terrible, they're pretty good for improving my cultivation."
Jiang He thought then.
That was when his eyes flashed and he looked toward the distance. A dog's bark could be heard, followed by Dumbo's bellow, "You dog! How dare you ambush me?!"
"Do you know whose pet Lord Dog is?"
Three other Daemonic Qi that did not lose out to Dumbo's arose at the same time.
After eating the Mahayana Dao Fruit, Dumbo's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. It was now full-fledged Convergence-tier, and Jiang He was even prepared to help Dumbo and the others weather their retribution on an auspicious day.
"Three full-fledged Convergence-tier daemonic cultivators?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up.
Which lesser daemon from the Holy Grounds of daemonic cultivators had the gall to ambush his dog? It was such a huge blow to Jiang He that he could hardly make up for the mental damage he suffered without a thousand superior-grade spirit stones as compensation!
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