It was fortunate that the Golden Immortal of the Blood Demon Sect wielded an acquired soul treasure and was immeasurably sturdy, and was not damaged by his self-destruction.
The blood-colored combat blade finally gave Jiang He some comfort. Picking it up, he said, "This combat blade is of excellent quality. If I smelt it and reforge it, I might be able to forge an acquired soul treasure sword."
"By the way, there are many weapon fragments left in the vicinity of the heavenly thunderbolts!"
The many Heavenly Immortals, True Immortals, and even Golden Immortals were completely annihilated by the heavenly thunderbolts and their psyches melted away. However, some immortal items of good quality did not completely vanish, leaving some fragments floating in the air.
"Not bad, not bad!"
"Those immortal items would at least be superior-grade immortal items if they could survive the heavenly thunderbolts … Eh, there's an immortal sword here?"
Jiang He's eyes lit up.
He had noticed the acquired soul treasure immortal sword that Zhou Li of the Penglai Sect was holding, and promptly put it away.
As for the other two Golden Immortals, one of them had acquired soul treasures as well, although it was nowhere to be seen. It had probably been blown into a spatial rift when the Heavenly Thunderbolt Hand Grenade detonated, and since the spatial rift had already closed, Jiang He was not bothered to look for it. Hence, he promptly turned and flew towards the gaping immortals in the distance.
Right now, the elites who had just returned from the celestial battlefield were all left in shock.
Gone!
Four Golden Immortals, a dozen True Immortals, and over a hundred Heavenly Immortals were all gone in no time at all … no, there were five Golden Immortals if the Black Bear Spirit was included!
Their gazes towards Jiang He were now filled with reverence.
Having gained a general understanding of Jiang He thanks to the introductions from the cultivators of their respective sects, all of them came up to him and offered him compliments.
"My lord!"
That was when an immortal light flashed and dived beneath Jiang He's feet. It was Unknown Fox, whose face was streaming with tears as he hugged Jiang He's thigh and bawled, "My lord, it's great that you could come back alive!"
"Get lost!"
Jiang He scowled and kicked Unknown Fox away, barking angrily, "You dog! Are you afraid that you would die with me?"
Unknown Fox somersaulted a few times and flew dozens of kilometers away.
Jiang He, on the other hand, laughed out loud. "I've made a fool of myself, Brothers … by the way, since you haven't returned home for thousands of years and have come all the way from the celestial battlefield, how could you stop in outer space?"
"Come, let's return to the Ancestral Star. I'll hold a welcoming banquet for you."
Jiang He called out to the Golden Immortals and returned to Earth while chatting and laughing with them.
Wang Hou had already seen everything through the Star Map, and just as Jiang He and the other immortals left the atmosphere, he came up to them and offered a fist-palm salute. "Greetings, seniors."
The group of immortals looked at Wang Hou indifferently, as if they didn't care about him at all.
In their opinion, a mere mortal expert who was not even an immortal was not worth mentioning.
Unconcerned, Wang Hou conversed with Jiang He in secret and smiled. "Seniors, you must be tired from the long journey from the celestial battlefield. The capital of the Hua Nation is right below us, and there are countless delicacies to be had. Why don't I be the host and host a feast for all of you?"
"Please, seniors!"
Wang Hou appeared very courteous, but one of the True Immortals sneered and said, "We've eaten dragon's liver and phoenix's gall in the celestial battlefield. What delicacies could there be in the mortal realm?"
He then looked into the distance and said, "It's been over two thousand years since I left the homeworld, and I can't wait to return to my sect now that I'm back. Farewell, Brothers."
The True Immortal offered a fist-palm salute to the many Golden Immortals and True Immortals, and was about to leave with the seven Heavenly Immortals.
Still, he sensed a killing intent even before he moved.
He turned to find Jiang He trimming his nails with the Golden Radiance Sword, and could not help shuddering. He could neither stay nor leave, and was at a loss for what to do.
Puff!
Jiang He blew at his nails and put away the Golden Radiance Sword. Glancing at the many Golden Immortals, True Immortals, and Heavenly Immortals, he smiled. "Brothers, it's just a meal. It wouldn't take much time."
"You must be Brothers from the Jiuhua Sect, yes?"
"Minister Wang has been taking good care of your sect, allowing you to teach immortal arts and establish a cultivation academy in an entire province, even allowing you to recruit dozens of disciples every year. And now, you're not going to give Minister Wang face when he's treating you to a meal?"
The True Immortal and the Heavenly Immortals were shaking.
Jiang He's tone was calm, but his killing intent was shrouding them, and they did not dare to move a muscle.
The Jiuhua Sect was not all that powerful.
Their development at the celestial battlefield was not going as well as they had hoped, with several of their elites having died there. Now, there were only two Golden Immortals left, which was why a True Immortal was leading their return this time.
Not daring to talk back to Jiang He, he quickly smiled apologetically and said, "You misunderstand, Brother Jiang He. The Jiuhua Sect is indebted to Minister Wang, so how could we not know what's good for us?"
Jiang He withdrew his killing intent and smiled, saying, "Brothers, you've left the homeworld for a long time, so you might not be aware of the current situation here. I'll get someone to introduce you to the current state of affairs, as well as the laws here. When that happens, I hope that you would restrain yourselves and your disciples, and be law-abiding citizens. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning against you."
With that …
With another turn of his hand …
A bundle of [Enhanced Version Heavenly Thunder Atomic Hand Grenades] appeared in his hand. He tossed them into the air, caught them, and played with them while explaining, "By the way, Fellow Daoists, you probably haven't seen this thing before, right?"
"Allow me to introduce them. These are some homecooked bombs I made myself, crafted with ninth-retribution heavenly thunderbolts and some special secret technique. I call them Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades, and all of you have seen its power. If you don't have any defensive acquired soul treasures, you would be maimed if not killed."
Then, turning towards the Scale Dragon Golden Immortal, Jiang He said, "For example, the Scale Dragons' lair is in Shennongjia, yes?"
"If I were to throw this at your lair, the entire Shennongjia would be razed to the ground, much less the Scale Dragons' Arcane Realms. A few more of them could even blow a hole through the homeworld."
The many Golden Immortals all paled, especially the Scale Dragon Golden Immortal, whose face looked worse than if he had eaten shit.
At the same time, Jiang He put away the Strengthened Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades and grinned. "Of course, Earth is my home. Why would I use something so destructive?"
"Moreover, the Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades are extremely difficult to make, and I didn't make many of them."
But before the returning immortals could rejoice, Jiang He's tone changed and he said sinisterly, "I've only made a few hundred Heavenly Thunderbolt Atomic Hand Grenades, so I hope you won't force me to throw them all over your sects."
But before the Golden Immortals could say anything, Jiang He breathed a long sigh and sighed, "Sigh …"
"Please forgive me, Brothers."
"I'm a little talkative and not good with words. Even my threats are so feeble, and I don't know if you would like to hear it …"
Like to hear it … what the hell!
Who the hell liked being threatened?
And yet, so what if they did not like it?
Who would dare to say no?
Jiang He did not care what the others thought.
What do you think has anything to do with me?
As long as you don't provoke me or cause trouble, it's fine.
Right now, Earth is Jiang He's territory. You can go back if you want, but Jiang He would not mind killing a few more Golden Immortals if anyone dared to cause trouble.
Hence, a large group of immortals descended majestically on Jingdu City.
Their arrival attracted countless gazes, with the media of Jingdu City flocking to them.
Naturally, the immortals were very displeased that the cameras were snapping away at them. Even so, Jiang He was all smiles as he introduced himself to the media, saying, "Greetings, friends from the media and viewers in front of your televisions … today is a joyous occasion for Earth!"
"The many immortals who had left Earth over two thousand years ago and journeyed across the stars to the celestial battlefield have returned …"
"Please look, everyone. The one walking at the front with the scale on his forehead is a Scale Dragon …"
"…"
Beside them, Wang Hou could not help laughing out loud.
Only Jiang He could do something like that.
Still, it was fine — he could kill some of the immortals' imposing manner. Otherwise, he would not be able to keep the immortals of Earth at bay if their elites returned.
Soon, they arrived at a famous hotel in Jingdu City.
A large group of immortals, more than 100 in number, had booked the entire hall.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content.
Jiang He picked up a glass of wine and smiled. "By the way, Brothers, I have a business proposal I would like to make with you. I wonder if you're interested …"
Business?
In a corner.
Jin Sidao's eyes lit up and he rose to his feet with a whoosh, exclaiming loudly, "Mister Jiang, just let me know if you need anything. Even if the Ten Thousand Swords Sect doesn't have it, I would think of a way to get it for you."
He remembered the days when he helped Jiang He trade spirit stones. Those were the happiest days of his life.
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