[Ding!]
[+ 30 million Farm Points.]
A System Notification jingled beside his ear, and Jiang He sighed. "It seems that the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword pales in comparison to the Scripture of the Chaos Thundersword … still, the Scripture of the Chaos Thundersword is a cultivation manual, while the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword is a sword technique, and the two are incomparable in the first place."
The value of many things could be determined by the number of Farm Points.
Of course, that was not absolute.
For example, the Star Core of Mars earned Jiang He fifty million Farm Points after he planted it and strengthened it into a premium-grade immortal item. Still, Jiang He felt that its value paled in comparison to the Scripture of the Chaos Thundersword and the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword.
[Ding!]
[-1 billion Farm Points.]
[Congratulations, Host. You have cultivated the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword up to novice.]
Ooom!
In the instant that the System Notification jingled, a sharp sword will burst out of Jiang He's body.
Thunderbolts flickered around his body, illuminating the entire farm.
Shiiing!
The hum of a sword could be heard.
Substantial profound swordsmanship poured into his mind, and in that split second, Jiang He had grasped the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword he had created.
"Fine swordsmanship!"
Jiang He could not help praising and laughing out loud as he felt the swordsmanship in his mind. "As expected of a swordsmanship that took me half an hour to create … it's really impressive!"
Then, he quietly assessed his own ability.
After cultivating the Scripture of the Chaos Thundersword and the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword, he could probably kill a True Immortal in a direct confrontation.
If he worked a little harder and ate a pepper to buff his combat ability, he could beat a full-fledged True Immortal … although he would fall short against a Golden Immortal.
After all, Golden Immortals and True Immortals were two entirely different tiers.
Jiang He estimated that he could fight the weakest of Golden Immortals if he went all out and cast the Sword Array of Ten Realms and Infinity, and he did not even have to think to know that he would lose.
"There's only one way to fight a Golden Immortal with my current ability …"
"And that's the Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenade."
The so-called Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenade was an improved version of the Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenade. Crafting the grenade required a lot of precious item refinement materials, and the shell of the grenade had to be crafted first.
Jiang He had calculated that he could craft a complete premium-grade sage item with the shells of three hand grenades.
Aside from that, the quality of the heavenly retribution was very demanding as well, and it had to be the ninth-retribution thunderbolts. To collect the thunderbolts, Jiang He spent three days gathering every Sufferance-tier cultivator from every immortal sect on Earth aside from the eight factions, helping them weather their retributions and collect the thunderbolts.
Of course.
Helping for free was never free in this lifetime, and they would have to pay even if Jiang He came to them on his own.
Not paying?
Hehe.
There was no such thing.
Then, he compressed the Heavenly Thunder of the Nine Tribulations into the grenade and used it as gunpowder.
Before, the high explosive hand grenade was stuffed with one heavenly thunderbolt and strengthened with 'Mysterious Sudden'. Now, however, it was three heavenly thunderbolts stuffed into one hand grenade and nurtured with the Living Soil of the Nine Heavens, which was worth three million Farm Points.
The cost was almost a hundred times lower.
Of course, it was a hundred times more powerful too.
Previously, he had used up 100 [High Explosive Heavenly Thunder Hand Grenades] to blow up Mars. Now, he only needed one [Enhanced Nuclear Heavenly Thunder Hand Grenade]!
"I could cut down a True Immortal with my own strength, but I would have to use the Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenade if I run into one. It's a shame that it's too troublesome to make, and most importantly, there aren't many Sufferance-tier cultivators in the immortal sects, demonic sects, and daemon cultivators on Earth, and the number of Heavenly Thunderbolts I could collect is limited."
Jiang He breathed a long sigh.
The Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenade was a little trump card he had at the moment.
Still, it was not much since he only had around six hundred of them …
It was already past six in the morning.
The sky had yet to brighten.
It was winter in Xibei, and the early mornings were chilly.
Jiang He yawned as he stepped out of his farm.
He was feeling a little sleepy after fighting several women alone and pulling an all-nighter to farm.
Just as he stepped out, he saw a figure running toward him in a hurry from the distance and stopping in front of his gates. It was Cheng Dongfeng, who had profited a lot from Jiang He. He had picked up quite a lot of Origin Fluid from 'picking up bottles', and was now a full-fledged rank-nine. His spirit was almost at the pinnacle of rank-nine as well, although his grasp of the Boundary of Wills was lacking.
Cheng Dongfeng had grasped fist intent, but he had only comprehended less than sixty percent of it.
He jumped to his feet the moment he saw Jiang He and cried out in surprise, "Who are you, demon? How dare you come here and cause trouble? Why aren't you showing your true form? "
Jiang He: "…"
He looked at Cheng Dongfeng as if he was mentally handicapped, at a loss for words. "Did a donkey kick you in the head, Old Cheng?"
Cheng Dongfeng did a double take and exclaimed in surprise, "Grand-master Jiang He??"
"It's me."
"What the hell!"
Cheng Dongfeng was even more shocked, and promptly lunged at him, unable to help exclaiming, "Grand-master Jiang He, what happened to you? How did you become like this? Why are you covered in blood? "
Only then did Jiang He remember that when he cultivated the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword, his physical body kept tearing apart and reassembling, leaving him covered in blood. Even his silk bathrobe was now red.
With a casual wave of his hand, his Immortal Yuan Strength turned into a mist that blew over his body, and the blood and filth on Jiang He's body were instantly gone.
He casually charged his fire-type powers to dry his bathrobe, and was about to return home for a hairdryer when he heard Cheng Dongfeng say, "By the way, Grand-master Jiang He, Minister Wang just called to say that the Immortal Foxes of Green Hill have returned."
Whoosh!
All drowsiness left Jiang He's eyes at once, and he exclaimed, "The immortals have returned? Where are they now? How many did they come? What are their powers? "
Cheng Dongfeng shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
Jiang He whipped out his phone and dialed Wang Hou's number.
"There are over a dozen Immortal Foxes, with four True Immortals and twelve Heavenly Immortals. There's also an old man with a powerful aura who must be a Golden Immortal!" Wang Hou said somberly. "Jiang He … why don't you go into hiding? With your current abilities, crossing the stars physically would not be a problem. Didn't you find a Star Map in Green Hill last time? You could hide in a nearby constellation for a few years and cultivate. "
"Who are you belittling, Minister Wang?"
Jiang He said flatly. "Why would I be afraid of a mere Golden Immortal Fox … they are on Mars, right?"
Beep-beep-beep.
The sound of the phone being hung up could be heard, and Wang Hou's hand that was holding the phone was shaking.
What did that mean???
Before the call was hung up, he could vaguely hear Jiang He cursing, saying things like 'Why are there only a dozen of them', 'I have to hurry to outer space or I won't be able to use my full power', 'Fox Mother mount, depart', and so on.
Are you going to attack even when you are up against a dozen Heavenly Immortals, four True Immortals, and even a Golden Immortal?
After all, even in the ancient era of Qi Refinists, Golden Immortals were already considered elites …
Just as he was about to call Jiang He again, his gaze shifted. Through the Star Map, he could see that Jiang He had charged out of the atmosphere, riding a massive Nine-Tailed White Fox.
… …
At the same time.
In outer space.
Near Mars.
The Immortal Foxes of Green Hill were falling out of thin air. The dozen Heavenly Immortals were all pale-faced, and even the True Immortals' Immortal Yuan Energies were running riot.
The teleportation array here had been destroyed. After they teleported here, they found themselves in a chaotic space-time. There were even terrifying spatial storms. Fortunately, one of the fox immortals was adept in the Dao of Space. The other fox demon at the Golden Immortal realm had been bestowed with a Numinous treasure to protect himself when he returned. Otherwise, a few of the fox immortals would have died before they could walk out of the chaotic space-time.
Right now, they were trading glances, with one of the True Immortal Foxes barking furiously, "Damn it! Who was it? Why did they blow up Mars?"
At the same time, the old Golden Immortal Daemon Fox said flatly, "Those who could blow up a planet are certainly not weak. Since they had acted to stop the Sky Demons, they might be the champions hidden in those grotto-heavens … alright, let's not talk about this. Cast a mystic technique and tell the juniors in the clan that we've returned."
At that, the old Daemon Fox could not help smiling.
How many years had it been?
They were finally back!
Though the homeworld was barren, it held too many memories of him …
Now that the homeworld was in sight, it was only natural for him to be a little excited.
While they did not have communication jade talismans with the ancestral lands of Green Hill, Green Hill had a bloodline secret art that allowed them to communicate with their clansmen within a certain distance. The distance between Mars and Earth was not too far for them.
One of the True Immortal Foxes laughed out loud. "I'll cast a secret technique to leave my grandson behind. He had just been born when we left back then, and was still a crying pup waiting to be fed. I named him Fabulous Fox, and there's no telling how he's doing now … eh?"
The True Immortal Fox's expression suddenly changed.
Puzzled, the other Immortal Foxes all turned toward him, with the Immortal Fox seething, "My … my grandson is gone?"
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