"Elder, didn't Mister Jiang agree to help?"
On the way back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Jin Sidao could not help saying when he saw the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist scowling. "Mister Jiang's words carry enormous weight. He would not lie if he said he would help."
His eyes were filled with reverence for Jiang He.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist flashed a pained smile. "Jiang He is certainly demonic, but his cultivation is limited and he is merely a full-fledged True Immortal. Even if he could fight Golden Immortals, the Hundred Races Alliance would send no less than three hundred Golden Immortals when they invade the homeworld, not to mention the many True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals. How could Jiang He stop them?"
Sigh!
Breathing a long sigh, the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist said, "The situation at the celestial battlefield is not good, and the manpower we could mobilize is limited. We have returned to be the vanguard, and with the backup the superior beings left in the grotto-heavens and the power of the Star Map, it would not be an issue for us Golden Immortals, dozens of True Immortals, and hundreds of Heavenly Immortals to defend the homeworld."
"But now, half of the Golden Immortals and True Immortals are dead, and there are less than a hundred and fifty Heavenly Immortals left."
"I can only hope that the elites from the celestial battlefield would arrive as soon as possible."
Jin Sidao was silent.
It sounded serious.
No, it did not sound serious — it was the truth.
Even so, he still had vague hope for Jiang He.
Ahem!
That was when the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist stared at Jin Sidao and smiled. "Young Jin, you have worked hard and contributed greatly by guarding the Ten Thousand Swords Sect over the last two thousand years. Not only did you not decline the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but you even made it flourish and stand ahead of other sects and factions. That is why I have decided to grant you an immortal providence and help you become immortal."
Delighted, Jin Sidao quickly thanked him.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist hesitated and said quietly, "Still, helping you become immortal takes a lot of energy. If you don't recover in time, once the Hundred Races Alliance …"
"Energy?"
Rich and imposing, Jin Sidao waved his hand and said, "Just do what you need, Elder. I have plenty of immortal crystals, and I'll give you thirty to fifty thousand immortal crystals for your recovery when the time comes."
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was secretly delighted, but also felt that it would not be nice to scam his disciples and grand-disciples like that, and so promptly said, "Jiang He has given you an inferior-grade immortal flying sword and a defensive armor, as well as three sword talismans that could unleash an attack equal to a True Immortal's during a critical moment. Moreover, I have returned with some Sword Dao legacies, and you may choose three to cultivate."
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
"Oh right."
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's tone changed and he asked, "During my visits to the various sects and factions over the past few days, I've noticed that all the Sufferance realm cultivators in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are at Ninth Tribulation …"
…
Meanwhile.
In outer space.
A black shadow suddenly appeared on a piece of meteorite debris.
His entire being resembled a black shadow, and the light around him distorted and changed as he appeared. In such a state, the black shadow was difficult to see with the naked eye.
This black shadow wandered through the starry sky. His speed was extremely fast, and as he flew, he didn't stir the cosmos. He didn't cause any spatial fluctuations.
After wandering in outer space for several hours, the black shadow rapidly retreated and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Back on Earth.
Jingdu City.
Wang Hou, who was cultivating in his training room at the Martial Arts Department (MAD), twitched his brow. He split a part of his mind to observe outer space with the power of the Star Map, and the scenery before his eyes changed drastically as a vast starry sky appeared.
Moments later, the starry sky slowly faded. Wang Hou opened his eyes, a hint of doubt flashing across his eyes.
What was going on?
That feeling just now …
Was it a sudden impulse?
Even so, he did not find anything after his probing.
Normally, Wang Hou would not have bothered with it, but now that he had learned about the Hundred Races Alliance, he naturally dared not be careless. Whipping out his phone and dialing Jiang He's number, he quickly left a message when he heard the notification that the number you have dialed was not within the service area. "There seems to be something unusual in outer space, but I didn't see anything."
Hanging up, Wang Hou took a deep breath, calmed himself, and sat down cross-legged.
"My cultivation has now reached its limit … advancing further would truly be entering Dao through martial arts."
Wang Hou was blessed with great providence.
Having cultivated in the Star Map for a hundred years, he had gained a profound understanding of martial arts. Moreover, the Tea of Enlightenment that Jiang He had given him improved his understanding of martial arts, and he now knew how to ascend to Paragon in martial arts, a level that no martial elite had ever reached before.
Hence, he stopped thinking about the unusual phenomenon in outer space.
Wang Hou knew very well that even if the Hundred Races Alliance did descend now, his little bit of ability was not enough.
That was why he had to seize the opportunity to ascend.
If he could ascend before the Hundred Races Alliance arrived, his control over the Star Map would no longer be limited to using it as a Heaven's Eye. When the time comes, he could charge the Star Map to subjugate his enemies, and it would be very useful.
…
Ooom!
The air rippled.
That black silhouette rapidly traversed outer space, and after flying over untold millions of kilometers, it landed on an asteroid fragment that was hundreds of kilometers wide.
It was a belt of asteroids, with asteroid fragments floating everywhere in outer space.
Whoosh!
Almost in the same instant that the black silhouette landed on the asteroid fragment, a dozen figures rapidly appeared.
"What's the situation, Shadow Grudge?"
A burly man whose body was covered in brown rocks asked. The black silhouette known as Shadow Grudge slowly turned into a handsome man dressed in black, his gaze twinkling as he said, "The dimensional seal around the humans' homeworld is crumbling, although it is not completely gone. That is why it would be difficult to teleport our army to the humans' homeworld and catch them off guard, and we would have to cross the void and land on the humans' homeworld from the front."
"Oh?"
A man with vertical pupils asked. "You Shadows are adept at stealth and Spatial Dao. Could you not teleport even with your abilities?"
"It would be very difficult."
"Moreover, I could vaguely sense that someone is spying on me."
"Sigh!"
A champion wearing pitch-black war armor, carrying a blood-colored war blade and shrouded in Demonic Qi from head to toe sighed. Then, his tone suddenly changed as he coldly said, "Those useless Sky Demons wouldn't have ended up like this if they hadn't alerted us."
"Why don't they think about it? Even the Hundred Races Alliance had suffered terrible losses on the humans' homeworld. Do you think the Sky Demons would have any advantage even if they really did charge into the humans' homeworld?"
It was a champion of the Demon race.
The Hundred Races Alliance was founded by the Gods and Demons.
Of course, it was not actually a hundred races …
There were only eighty or so races in total.
The remaining ones were not particularly powerful and did not even have the right to speak as equals with the Gods and Demons. In fact, those eighty or so races were merely vassals to the Gods and Demons.
They were the scouts of the Hundred Races Alliance.
They infiltrated the Milky Way Galaxy in order to gather intelligence.
That was when the champion of the Demon race spoke coldly, "Now that the humans' homeworld is on guard, we would have to pay dozens of times the price if we want to take it. If the Sky Demons had reported this matter early on, we would have quickly formed an alliance and mobilized our legion to charge straight into the humans' homeworld, and they might not have reacted in time."
"Now that things have come to this, there's no point in talking."
Beside them, a handsome man dressed in snow-white clothes spoke up.
He was an elite of the Gods, and he was holding a folding fan, upon which was a painting of the universe. There were mountains, rivers, and many human silhouettes in the painting, and upon a closer look, the mountains, rivers, and human silhouettes seemed to be moving.
Waving his fan, he said nonchalantly, "Now that things have come to this, we can only attack by force. Come, let's go back and rendezvous with the legion."
…
"Us peasants are so happy today …"
In his farm, Jiang He was humming a little tune as he harvested immortal crystals.
Right now, the sun was high up in the farm.
Though he was not afraid of the sun, Jiang He still made a straw hat out of symbolism.
It was weaved from purple bamboo branches, and its defense matched premium-grade soul items.
After harvesting one batch of immortal crystals, Jiang He had Dumbo plant another batch.
There was no helping it.
There were too many immortal crystals.
There were five hundred thousand of them, but the land was limited and he could only plant around twenty thousand at a time. Moreover, it took around two and a half hours for immortal crystals to grow, and Jiang He calculated that he would need two and a half days to finish planting them all.
"Sigh …"
He took off his straw hat.
Wiped the sweat beads off his forehead.
I'm really working too hard.
Those prodigies could meditate all day to gain enlightenment, cultivate, and improve their abilities. On the other hand, Jiang He farmed all day and found joy amidst hardship under the sun. In the end, his cultivation improved quickly, but he was about to become a Golden Immortal …
He had not even experienced the joys of cultivation much.
"Whatever …"
"I'll find the joys of cultivation in the future."
"I must ascend to full-fledged Golden Immortal as soon as possible and ambush the legion of the Hundred Races Alliance. Otherwise, if those beasts were to charge into Earth, there would be no peace, and my days of farming in peace would be gone forever."
Naturally, he must not waste the time he had to wait for the next batch of immortal crystals to ripen.
Jiang He stepped out of his farm and was about to brew some Tea of Enlightenment for himself when his phone rang.
"Eh?"
"A message from Minister Wang?"
Jiang He's face fell when he read it.
"Well …"
"Isn't … isn't that a little too soon?"
"Wasn't it said that the legion of the Hundred Races Alliance would only arrive in half a month?"
Taking a deep breath, Jiang He looked up at the azure skies and muttered, "Whatever. I'll depart early and set things up in outer space."
As for planting immortal crystals?
He just had to carry his farm with him. It would not delay him.
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