Jin Sidao shook his head, gesturing that he did not know.
Come to think of it, he reacted just like the Golden Immortal before him when he first heard about Jiang He's method of buying spirit stones.
He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey to do something like that.
What was the point of exchanging fifty million for 10000?
After musing to himself for seconds, Jin Sidao said, "Mister Jiang might have his reasons …"
"Hehe."
Beside him, one of the True Immortals laughed out of the blue and said, "What reason? Using fifteen thousand immortal crystals to buy ten thousand immortal crystals … what other reason could it be apart from idiocy? "
"That's right."
"Could it be that if he bought the immortal crystal back, he would be able to grow two from one?"
The immortals all sneered.
The Golden Immortal chuckled as well, saying, "That's something we could do."
Being old and experienced, how could he not understand what Jin Sidao was thinking? Turning to the immortals, he asked, "How many immortal crystals do you have?"
"I have three thousand!"
"I have two thousand!"
"I have over eight hundred …"
The many True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals all spoke up, pooling thirty thousand immortal crystals.
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortal took out fifty thousand immortal crystals and said, "There are eighty thousand immortal crystals here … but this is weird. Jiang He is no fool since he could cultivate to this level … we would be losing out if he goes back on his word after we give him all the immortal crystals."
"Mister Jiang is definitely not that kind of person!"
Jin Sidao swore solemnly. "I'm willing to swear it with my head!"
"We need to think this through. Let's return to the sect first."
Whoosh!
Sword light streaked through the air.
Soon, the immortals landed at the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Every cultivator there was immeasurably delighted, and the entire mountain archway was decorated with lanterns and colored banners to welcome the immortals' return. It was lively all the way until night, when the many disciples dispersed. Meanwhile, the Golden Immortal of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect summoned Jin Sidao, and the two had a long talk until late at night before Jin Sidao left.
The next morning, he took to the skies on his sword and left the mountain archway of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, heading straight for Lingzhou City.
Moments later, he landed in front of Jiang He's house.
It was Dumbo who received Jin Sidao.
Dumbo was wearing a pair of flowery pants and standing on its hind legs in front of the gates, a toothpick dangling from its mouth as it studied Jin Sidao from head to toe with its twinkling eyes and smiled. "Brother Dragon Abyss … is there something you need from my master so early in the morning?"
Jin Sidao was not at all displeased that a dog called him 'Brother'.
It was Jiang He's dog.
Its cultivation was not much weaker than his, being a Mahayana Great Daemon.
The most important thing was that this seemingly retarded dog in front of him was enshrouded in Immortal Qi, and the light of treasures radiated in all directions. He reckoned that the dog had a lot of Magic Treasures and Immortal Artifacts on it. If they were to really fight, he might not be able to defeat this dog.
"Sigh!"
Jin Sidao sighed inwardly.
It was said that comparing people to others would make one angry, but comparing people to dogs, could it be that they wouldn't be angered to death?
How precious were immortal items to many cultivators before the return of the immortals?
Even a demi-immortal item could be considered the greatest treasure of all, and yet Jiang He was giving it to his dog to play with … Then, he remembered the information he had learned about Jiang He, and realized that the dog before him had not cultivated for long — perhaps less than a year.
For a dog of average bloodline and mediocre aptitude to cultivate up to Mahayana in a single year was truly enviable.
"When a man achieves Dao, his fowls and dogs ascend to heaven!"
Those words flashed through Jin Sidao's mind.
After exchanging a few words with Dumbo, Jin Sidao explained why he had come, and Dumbo said, "You're here too early. My master doesn't sleep well and usually sleeps late, not to mention that he didn't sleep for three days and three nights to ambush the immortals of several factions. He would probably only wake up at noon."
Three days and three nights?
For an elite like Jiang He, not sleeping for three hundred years would not affect him, would it?
Jin Sidao was taken aback, but soon put on a smile and said, "It's fine. I'll just wait a little longer."
And so, he waited for a day and a night.
Jiang He only woke up at nine the next morning. After washing up, he went downstairs to greet Jin Sidao, smiling. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Brother. My spirit is severely exhausted from the battle two days ago, and I need enough sleep to recover."
Jin Sidao was dumbstruck.
There was a weird look on his face.
After cultivating to this level, the exhaustion on one's spirit was extremely frightening, and could even damage one's Dao foundation if it was serious. What use was sleep then?
Still, he was not foolish enough to say that out loud, and instead said, "Your health is important, Mister Jiang."
"It's fine. I've already recovered after sleeping for so long."
Jiang He was a little emotional and sighed. "I remember creating a secret Yuan Spirit technique before I could condense my Yuan Spirit. That was terrible, and I could only unleash it twice before I felt drowsy and drowsy. Now that I've fused it into my sword technique, I can unleash my sword techniques as I please, gritting my teeth and holding on even if I had to unleash thousands or tens of thousands of strikes at once."
"…"
Jin Sidao's mouth hung open, unsure what to say just then.
Creating a secret Yuan Spirit technique as a Golden Pellet?
Was that not bullsh * t?
"By the way, is there something you need from me? How's the immortal crystal collection going? "
Jiang He asked.
Jin Sidao flashed a pained smile. "I'm really sorry, Mister Jiang, but I couldn't fulfill my promise."
"What?"
Jiang He frowned. "Could the immortals who returned all be poor? They don't have immortal crystals? That's not right … I've collected almost twenty thousand immortal crystals from the True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals over at the Green Hill Foxes. Logically speaking, immortal crystals are consumables in the celestial battlefield, and they're precious, but they shouldn't be gone, should they? "
If he really did not have immortal crystals …
That would be the end of him.
Jiang He had calculated that cultivating the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword up to mastery would require at least a hundred and fifty billion Farm Points. It was a colossal number, and without substantial immortal crystals to plant it, he would have to wait for an eternity before he could accumulate that amount.
Aside from the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword, the Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword also required substantial Farm Points to improve. Moreover, his ability had improved so quickly that the arrays he had created before could not keep up, and he needed to improve and cultivate as well.
"Yes … the patriarch and the many seniors of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had brought back a lot of immortal crystals … but …"
Jin Sidao hesitated for a moment and quietly studied Jiang He, saying, "They're afraid that they won't be able to recoup their investment after taking out so many immortal crystals at once …"
"I got it."
Jiang He instantly understood and smiled. "I've definitely been careless. How about this … I'll give you five hundred thousand immortal crystals for starters."
"Five hundred thousand?"
Jin Sidao's heart pounded wildly, and he took out a pile of immortal crystals with a wave of his hand, saying, "Here are ten thousand immortal crystals, given to me by the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
Clearly.
The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was worried about Jiang He.
That was why he took out a sum of immortal crystals to test Jiang He's attitude. If Jiang He really wanted to rob them, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect could afford a mere ten thousand immortal crystals.
With a wave of his hand, Jiang He took out fifteen thousand immortal crystals and threw them to Jin Sidao, collecting the ten thousand immortal crystals in front of him.
Inwardly, he was delighted!
Spending fifteen thousand immortal crystals to buy ten thousand immortal crystals … was it a loss or a profit?
Nonsense!
Of course it was a profit, and a huge one at that!
The immortal crystals he had were planted and could not be used as seeds for a second planting. However, the ten thousand immortal crystals were different. Not only would he earn substantial Farm Points if he planted them …
If he could plant a hundred immortal crystals for one immortal crystal, would it not be a profit no matter how one looked at it?
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