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Chapter 418

Words:3758Update:22/06/20 04:49:15

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"Thank you, Mister Jiang!"

Jin Sidao was delighted.

He was not worried that Jiang He would embezzle his immortal crystals, but the Golden Immortals, True Immortals, and Heavenly Immortals did not believe him. Now, however, they had no choice but to believe him.

His authority in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would increase with this deal, and he could even earn a considerable sum of immortal crystals to ascend to Heavenly Immortal.

Putting away the other five hundred thousand immortal crystals as well, he said, "Don't worry, Mister Jiang. I'll head to the various sects and buy every immortal crystal they have once I return."

"I'm not worried about you."

Jiang He thought about it and instructed, "Just like last time, buy the immortal crystals they have. Don't take back the immortal crystals I've sold."

"Don't worry, Mister Jiang!"

Jin Sidao thumped his chest loudly. Though he did not know why Jiang He would do that, he had a general idea.

It was probably to prevent the shameless from farming immortal crystals without limit.

Soon, Jin Sidao left, and Jiang He returned to his farm to plant the ten thousand immortal crystals.

Right now, his farm's EXP had reached its upper limit and he could level it up again. Still, Jiang He did not have the materials needed for that.

"God corpses?"

"What the hell is that?"

Jiang He frowned as he stared at the level-up requirements on his System Panel.

Aside from a hundred thousand immortal crystals and ten immortal items, he also needed three True Immortal God corpses to level up his farm from level 6 to level 7 … and yet, those corpses stumped Jiang He.

"Innate Gods?"

"No, no … Innate Gods are so powerful that I wouldn't be able to kill them with my current ability even if I could find them."

"Or should I say … they're a race from outer space?"

Jiang He appeared thoughtful.

The returning immortals would know about those things, and he could ask them about it.

… …

Meanwhile.

In the distant depths of outer space, there was an ancient warp portal in a lush forest on a massive continental plate that floated in outer space. Several Daemon Foxes were standing guard around it.

The weakest of them was Sufferance-tier, and there was even a Heavenly Immortal.

Ooom!

Suddenly, the Teleportation Formation flashed, and a few figures fell out of the Teleportation Formation.

The few Daemon Foxes guarding the portal were shocked. One of the Heavenly Immortals among them recognized the few of their brethren who had fallen out of the portal. Were they not the elites who had been sent to the homeworld not long ago?

He hurriedly went up to meet them, but he saw that the Perfected Immortal in the lead had red eyes, and he kicked him away. With a whoosh, he turned into a beam of immortal light and soared into the sky, flying into the depths of the mountain.

The few Heaven Immortals who followed behind the True Immortal also flew up and disappeared into the horizon, leaving the fox demons guarding the teleportation formation looking at each other in confusion.

There were many magnificent buildings in the depths of the mountain.

This was the territory of the Green Hill Foxes.

They had migrated from the Ancestral Star and flourished here. There were many foxes living in the mountains, little foxes frolicking and playing, foxes cultivating in the valleys, and powerful auras rising from the buildings.

The Green Hill Foxes were not weak.

There were three Grand Luo and a dozen Golden Immortals in the clan, not to mention that they were connected to Nuwa's Dao Palace. In the depths of the universe, anyone would have to show some respect to the Green Hill Foxes.

Whoosh!

A beam of immortal light streaked across the skies.

Kaboom!

A powerful aura rose from one of the buildings below. A True Immortal Fox took to the air and barked, "How dare you! Who dares to fly above us foxes … Eh? Ninth Brother? "

The True Immortal Fox recognized the immortal light that streaked across the skies.

Amidst the immortal light, the True Immortal Fox who had rushed back through the stars and the moon landed, and almost burst into tears when he saw his fellow clan member.

His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse. "It's over, it's all over …"

"What's over, Ninth Brother?"

The True Immortal Fox's face fell and he growled, "What's going on? Didn't you return to the homeworld with Eighth Elder? Why are you back? By the way, where's Eighth Elder? "

The Foxes naturally had institutions such as the Hall of Souls.

However, the celestial battlefield was simply too far away from Earth, and it would take half a month to travel even if they kept using warp portals. That Golden Immortal Fox had fallen near Mars, and not even the soul plate left in the clan had sensed it.

"Eighth Elder …"

"He's dead!"

"What?"

An exclamation filled with disbelief was heard.

Moments later …

Many Golden Immortal Foxes had gathered in a vast and majestic palace.

In a corner of the palace were several Immortal Foxes who had just returned.

They were kneeling on the ground, recounting what they had seen and heard. "We and Eighth Elder had rushed to the homeworld without stopping, only to find that … Mars, which was close to the homeworld, was gone, and the warp portals on it destroyed. That was why we could only cross the cosmos physically from nearby Mars and fly to the homeworld."

"Eighth Elder was eager to return home and was the quickest to fly, but he was already dead by the time we caught up to him."

Silence reigned in the hall.

A white-haired Golden Immortal Fox who was leaning on a crutch asked with a quavering voice, "How could this be?"

"Eighth Elder was not weak and was an upper tier Golden Immortal, not to mention that he was protected by the Primordial Bell. Only top Golden Immortals who were adept at soul attacks could kill him, and there should not be such a champion in the homeworld right now."

"Could it be …"

Another Golden Immortal Fox rose to his feet and growled, "The champions of the Hundred Races ambushed us halfway?"

His expression changed at those words and his voice became rather hoarse. "If that's the case, doesn't it mean that the champions of the Hundred Races had invaded the homeworld ahead of us?"

"In that case, the destruction of Mars is understandable."

The Golden Immortal Fox's eyes flashed with the radiance of wisdom. "The Hundred Races would certainly not let us return after they attacked the homeworld, and by destroying Mars, they could delay the immortals' return."

The many Golden Immortals were taken aback.

"If that's the case, it would be very difficult to reclaim the homeworld once the Hundred Races gain a foothold in the homeworld!"

"No, we must report this to the Six Holies at once and have them decide!"

Eh?

In a corner.

The True Immortal Fox who was kneeling and trembling on the ground was left dumbstruck.

Was that …

Was that so?

The many elders and clan elders were deducing as if it was the truth, and they would have believed it if they had not experienced it themselves.

Seeing that a Golden Immortal elder had taken out a Communication Jade Talisman and was about to contact the Grand Luo of their clan and the champions of Six Holies, the True Immortal Fox Daemon Ninth Fox quickly said, "Patriarchs … that's not the case!"

"It was not the champions of the Hundred Races who killed Eighth Elder and many of our clansmen … but a human champion."

"What?"

The atmosphere in the palace became even weirder at once.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a dull thud.

A burly Golden Immortal Fox slammed the table and rose to his feet, bellowing in rage, "How dare a human champion kill an elite of our Green Hill Foxes! Who did it? Which sect or sect did it come from? We must not let this matter rest. "

Ninth Brother Fox replied, "In reply to Fourth Elder, it was a human Heavenly Immortal from the homeworld who killed Eighth Elder and many of our clansmen."

"…"

All of a sudden, the hall fell silent.

Seconds later …

Slap!

A huge palm slapped down on Ninth Brother Fox's body.

Blargh!

Ninth Brother Fox spat out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying. He slammed into the walls of the hall, causing the array formations and restrictions of the entire hall to tremble. The burly Golden Immortal realm fox took a step forward and came before Ninth Brother Fox. He said coldly, "B * stard, do you know what you're saying?"

"A human Heavenly Immortal … a human Heavenly Immortal could kill Eighth Brother?"

"Ah!"

Ninth Brother Fox let out an extremely tragic cry. The might of a Gold Immortal made his divine soul tremble. He wailed, "Spare me, Third Elder! Spare me, Third Elder! Everything I've said is true! If there's any falsehood in my words, let me be struck by lightning! The few clansmen who came back with me can testify that the one who killed Eighth Elder is really a human Heaven Immortal!"

… …

Deep in the stars of the universe.

Inside a colossal, blazing star.

There were actually palaces in this place.

There was no telling what materials the palaces were made of, but they did not fear the heat of the star, and there were even people living within.

No.

They did not count as humans, merely having the form of humans.

Each of them was more than two and a half meters tall, their eyes a devilish purple, and they had a pair of wings on their backs, some of which were black while others were white.

Whoosh.

A gust of wind blew.

Space rippled.

A burly figure that was more than eight meters tall appeared in the skies above the palace.

The figure was so incorporeal that it must have been a projection, and there were twelve pairs of black wings behind his back.

"My king!"

A burly figure stepped out from the palace and knelt on the ground.

The towering silhouette then spoke, "I've received word that the humans' homeworld has been unsealed and that the humans have sent their elites back to the homeworld. The Sky Demons had even attempted to attack the homeworld, but it was a failure."

"Relay my orders. Contact the champions of every race and discuss the attack on the humans' homeworld."

"A planet that could give birth to six Saints and many Grand Luo would definitely contain a great providence and secret. We must obtain it."

"Understood!"

… …

Earth.

Lingzhou City.

The farmer's market.

Right now, every Feral within several hundred kilometers around Lingzhou City had been purged. Even if there were any that managed to escape, they would not be able to escape the military stationed here and the Martial Arts Department (MAD)'s elites.

It was already March.

Spring farming season was about to begin, and the nation had divided the area several hundred kilometers around Lingzhou City as a key agricultural base. Lingzhou City had the laudatory titles of 'Jiangnan on the Frontier' and 'Granary of Xibei' in the first place. With the Revival of Qi and the abundance of Yuan Qi, the farmlands within several hundred kilometers were enough to feed the population of several base cities.

That was why the farmer's market had reopened.

It was bustling with activity as people came and went.

Jiang He, Dumbo, Trumbo, Hu Mei, and Boa came to the farmer's market as well.

Naturally …

This group of people had been disguised.

There was no other reason …

Jiang He was too famous now.

He was hailed as the Hua Nation's Patron Saint. Who in Lingzhou City would not know who he was, from children in open-crotch pants to eighty-year-olds with blurry eyesight?

The last time he came to Lingzhou City for a barbeque session with Cheng Dongfeng, the barbeque shop was surrounded by layers of people. Not only did it not end even after an hour of autographs and photos, there were even more people. If Jiang He had not escaped in a flash, there would have been a traffic accident and a stampede.

Right now, Jiang He was wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and a face mask. Even Dumbo was wearing glasses and a face mask.

There was no helping it.

The dog was very famous in Lingzhou City, and everyone knew that Jiang He had a dog that was very arrogant.

"Master …"

Dumbo, however, was not used to wearing a mask and tried to pull it off, stammering, "Should I not wear it? A mere rag can't hide my arrogant and domineering temperament … I can transform into a poodle. At that time, no one will recognize me. "

Jiang He gave Dumbo a look then.

Shuddering, Dumbo quickly said, "If push comes to shove, I could turn into a caterpillar. I've recently gained some mastery in the art of transformation …"

"Shut up!"

Trumbo, who had turned into a little black cat and was standing on Dumbo's shoulder scolded, "How am I supposed to stand on your shoulder if you turn into a caterpillar?"

"Ah!"

Dumbo glared and barked, "You stupid cat, you could turn into a mosquito."

Jiang He was speechless.

He was cursing inwardly!

And …

Hide, my foot!

The cat and dog duo had attracted many people's gazes as they continued to curse at each other.

To avoid being stared at again, Jiang He had to charge his Immortal Yuan Strength to refract the light around him into the void, hiding his figure from the eyes of others.

Both cat and dog were a little tired after cursing for a while.

Only then did Dumbo ask in confusion, "Master, what are we doing here?"

"Isn't spring coming soon?"

Jiang He smiled. "I've been bored lately, so I bought some seeds to plant. Moreover, I heard that someone is selling mutated vegetable seeds in the farmer's market. I don't know if it's real, so I came to take a look."

In fact, Jiang He could cover all of Hua Nation with his immortal will if he stayed at home.

Even so …

What was the point of staying at home every day, doing exercises with a bunch of maids with great figures and looks?

Wouldn't it be nice to come out for a stroll?

Soon, Jiang He arrived at a stall at a corner of the farmer's market.

The stall owner was an old man who was around sixty years old.

The old man also had a little boy of about eight or nine years old with him. There was a piece of plastic on the ground in front of him, and on the plastic, there were a few bowls of seeds in a small bowl. On the side, there was a cardboard with the words: "Mutated ginseng seeds, 10,000 yuan per seed.

"Oh?"

Jiang He crouched down and picked up one of the seeds to check, and could not help asking, "Sir, is this a ginseng seed?"

Jiang He believed himself to be a qualified farmer's son.

Even so …

Most farmers did not plant ginseng!

This thing involved the blind spot of his own knowledge.

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