Unknown Fox's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
"Led by the Celestials and Demons, dozens of races have gathered on the Black Demon Star. There are over a hundred Golden Immortals, over a thousand True Immortals, and thousands of Heavenly Immortals, as well as millions of Mahayana, Tribulation, Unification, and Yuan Spirit warriors."
Ten Thousand Swords Daoist: "…"
"Master was very worried when he saw that. He said that if these beasts were allowed to invade the homeworld, the homeworld would fall, and billions of people would be slaughtered and enslaved. So … Master stood up."
Unwittingly, the way Unknown Fox addressed Jiang He had changed as well.
Before this, he had addressed Jiang He as' my lord '.
Now, he was the 'master'.
First of all, Jiang He's combat ability and potential were too great.
Even if Unknown Fox were to call him 'Father' a few times, he would be more than willing to do so, let alone 'Master'.
Moreover, Dumbo, Trumbo, and the others had been calling him 'master' every day. Even Hu Mei addressed him that way, and he was the only one who called him 'my lord', which made him seem a little special.
Unknown Fox ignored the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist and continued, "At the time, Master was watching over the Heavenly Demon Star from outer space. The White Sky God King of the God race seemed to have noticed something amiss. To avoid alerting him, Master made his move right away after a meal."
"Master …"
"What did you just say?"
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist interrupted Unknown Fox and asked doubtfully, "I didn't hear you clearly just now. Are you talking about … the White Sky God King?"
"That's right."
Unknown Fox nodded.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist exclaimed in shock, "The White Sky God King, the personal disciple of the God race's God Master? The one who earned the title of God King despite not having ascended to God King? The one who survived the encirclement of a dozen peak Golden Immortals and fought a Grand Luo and escaped unscathed?"
Unknown Fox nodded again and said, "Also, the Demons have sent an expert called Modolo or something. He's not weak …"
"Modolo!"
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist felt like he was about to lose his mind. He cried out again, "I've heard of him. He's the direct disciple of the Demon Ancestor, and his strength is on par with the White Sky God King. Are you saying that both the White Sky God King and Modolo are here? But … but … "
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist felt that he had never been as shocked as today in his entire life.
Looking around, he asked, "Since both Modolo and the White Sky God King are here, why didn't they stop Jiang He? Not even Grand Luo could do anything to them. How could a True Immortal like Jiang He stand a chance against them? "
"My apologies."
Unknown Fox glanced at the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist and said, "You may not know this, Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, but my master is already a Golden Immortal. Furthermore, he's not a newbie Golden Immortal, but a full-fledged Golden Immortal."
"This is impossible!"
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist shrieked.
His voice had changed.
"He was still at True Immortal realm consummation just a few days ago, and he didn't show any signs of making a breakthrough at all … Even if he could make a breakthrough, how could he possibly reach Golden Immortal realm consummation in just a few short days?" Zhang Xuan's eyes widened in shock.
"I've been cultivating for more than 6,000 years. I stepped into the Golden Immortal realm more than 2,000 years ago."
"After cultivating for 4,000 years in the Golden Immortal realm, he is still a step away from the perfected Golden Immortal realm. He was a True Immortal cultivator just a few days ago. How did he step into the perfected Golden Immortal realm in just a few days?"
Unknown Fox was starting to lose his cool.
Shaking his head, he said, "I don't know."
Even if he wanted to deliberately put on a calm expression, there was still some shock in the depths of his eyes.
Indeed!
He had been cultivating for almost 3,000 years.
And now …
He was a True Immortal at that, and not even a Golden Immortal.
So, how did his master manage to …
Bleh!
A few days, my foot.
Others might not know, but would he not know?
He was still a True Immortal when he left, and was now a full-fledged Golden Immortal when the slaughter was over. The entire process took just over four hours.
More than four hours?
Would it not take months or even years for an average full-fledged True Immortal to ascend to Golden Immortal, face the Longevity Retribution, grasp the Dao, and stabilize their cultivation?
That was when an immortal light approached from the distance.
It was Jiang He flying toward him.
He flew over alone. As for the farm, he had already stored it away.
He saw the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist and Wang Hou from afar, and called out to them through acoustics, "Minister Wang, Brother Ten Thousand Swords …"
Delighted, he asked, "Why are you two here?"
Both Wang Hou and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist studied Jiang He for a while, holding back their curiosity and said, "Mister Jiang, Minister Wang was worried that something would happen to you …"
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist then briefly explained how Wang Hou came to him.
Jiang He was a little moved.
Even so, he was not a person good with mushy words of gratitude, and so quickly said, "Many thanks, but it's just the Hundred Races Alliance and nothing more. I'm just worried that my peaceful life would be affected after they invade the homeworld, which is why I'm attacking preemptively to nip all unsettling factors in the bud."
"…"
Both Wang Hou and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist were at a loss for words just then.
What you said …
So simple and easy!
That's the Hundred Races Alliance!
Why are they no different from ants in your words?
And yet, that seemed to be the truth.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist could not help asking, "Are you a Golden Immortal now, Mister Jiang?"
Jiang He nodded.
"And a full-fledged Golden Immortal?"
Jiang He nodded again.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist took a deep breath and asked again, "But … we just met a few days ago, and you were still a True Immortal then … how did you ascend just like that?"
Wasn't that question a little too idiotic?
Jiang He glanced at the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist speechlessly and said, "I wouldn't have beaten the Hundred Races Alliance if I didn't ascend, so of course I would ascend!"
Hmmm …
Because he couldn't beat the Hundred Races Alliance if he didn't ascend?
That's why he ascended?
What the hell!
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was speechless.
I want to ascend too, but is that even possible?
Unwilling to give up, he continued, "But … how did you ascend from full-fledged True Immortal to full-fledged Golden Immortal in just a few days?"
"Well …"
Jiang He was a little annoyed.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist had lived for thousands of years, so why was he asking all sorts of questions like a reporter?
Did he not know that humans have their own privacy?
Still, when he considered that the Daoist Daoist had followed Wang Hou across planetary systems to 'save' him, it was a little too heartless to scold him on the spot. Still, Jiang He did not want to tell others about his Farm and Farm Points, and so mused to himself for a while before asking in return, "Perhaps … different people have different constitutions?"
"Each time I ascend to a new tier, I would directly soar to full-fledged cultivation, so much so that I can't even feel the simple process of cultivation … sigh!"
A helpless sigh left the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist stumbling three steps back, clutching his chest and pursing his lips, his eyes reddening.
Wang Hou quickly suppressed the questions in his head when he heard those words.
He had wanted to ask how Jiang He defeated over a hundred Golden Immortals alone, but decided against it after some thought, afraid that his Yuan Spirit would not be able to withstand it after he had just ascended.
Still, just because he did not ask did not mean Jiang He would not tell.
Jiang He sighed. "Actually … I was really impulsive this time. The White Sky God King of the God race and Modolo of the Demon race were very powerful, and if I hadn't ascended at the critical moment and used a treasure that buffed my combat ability, I would at most have killed up to fifty Golden Immortals before being beaten to death by them, instead of killing over eighty and forcing the White Sky God King and Modolo to flee."
Wang Hou: "…"
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist: "…"
Jiang He did not see the look on their faces and continued, "By the way, aside from Modolo and the White Sky God King taking away the Golden Immortals of the God race and the Demon race, I deliberately let twenty or so Golden Immortals escape. After all, both Modolo and the White Sky God King are considered deserters, and they did not care about the lives of the Golden Immortals of lesser races in order to preserve their own lives. If the Golden Immortals of lesser races spread the news, the Gods and Demons would not have it easy."
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist took a deep breath to suppress his astonishment and said, "That might not be the case. Even if the Golden Immortals of lesser races returned, they would not dare to spread the news."
"Even if they did, would the lesser races dare to complain?"
"So what if the Golden Immortals of lesser races died?"
"Hundreds of True Immortals, thousands of Heavenly Immortals, and tens of millions of soldiers. Divided evenly among the several tens of races, this is actually not an unacceptable loss for the various races. But if the Godfiends and Godfiends rise up, it will be a calamity for these minor races."
Eh???
Jiang He's mouth hung open, and he did a double take.
He promptly slapped himself on the head in slight frustration and regret, and seethed through clenched teeth, "Damn it, I should have killed a few more if I had known. I've let them go for no reason, and now I've broken my promise. Wouldn't I, Jiang He, be the laughingstock of all worlds once word gets out? Everyone would think that I'm a man who goes back on his word."
？？？
Wang Hou blinked and asked in confusion, "What do you mean, Jiang He? Could you have made some deal with the Golden Immortals of lesser races? "
"I don't even know them. How could I have made a deal?"
Jiang He shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I did say that I would kill every single one of them before the war, but I didn't manage to kill them all. Wouldn't that be breaking my promise?"
"…"
Wang Hou chuckled.
MMP！
You call that breaking your promise?
And you're actually worried that the Golden Immortals of lesser races you let go would spread rumors?
They would probably be scared to death, wouldn't they?
Even as that thought crossed Wang Hou's mind, Jiang He's gaze twitched and he stared closely at Wang Hou for seconds before exclaiming in surprise, "Minister Wang … you … you've ascended?"
"Yeah."
Wang Hou smiled and said, "I've cultivated in seclusion for a few days, but it's not worth mentioning."
Inwardly, he was rather smug.
You, Jiang He, are a monster.
Your cultivation changes every day.
But I, Wang Hou, am not to be trifled with.
Before this, Paragon in martial arts was the pinnacle of martial arts. Now that I, Wang Hou, have opened my own path in martial arts, my talent would not lose out to anyone else's.
And yet, before he could fantasize, he heard Jiang He praise, "Not bad, not bad. It seems that you've ascended with great effort, Minister Wang. You must have gained a lot, haven't you?"
"Why do I feel like you're a little stronger than average Golden Immortals? I'm guessing that I would have to use eighty percent of my power to instakill you."
"…"
Wang Hou's face promptly turned green.
Jiang He only realized that he had said the wrong thing when he saw that look on Wang Hou's face.
"Blah, blah!"
"This mouth of mine … it's too vulgar, and I always badmouth him … Minister Wang is a grown man, and my words would definitely hurt his pride. I should have said that I could instakill him with a full-power strike, and not eighty percent. That's too disrespectful to him."
Jiang He thought inwardly, criticizing himself a little. To break the awkward atmosphere, he promptly pointed ahead and said, "By the way, since Minister Wang and Brother Ten Thousand Swords are here, why don't you take some treasures? It wouldn't be a wasted trip."
There were still many True Immortal and Heavenly Immortal corpses and mystic treasures floating in the air.
Jiang He was not interested in those things, but both Wang Hou and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist became excited.
Well …
There were at least two to three hundred True Immortal corpses and two to three thousand Heavenly Immortal corpses. Leaving aside the treasures and mystic treasures floating in outer space, those corpses alone were priceless.
Grinning, the two men joined the treasure harvesting party. Meanwhile, Jiang He took out an immortal pavilion with a turn of his hand, along with a teapot and Elder Tea Leaves of Enlightenment, and stepped inside to have a sip.
Dumbo's eyes promptly reddened when he saw Wang Hou and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist join the treasure harvesting party, and he yelled, "Keep your spirits up, everyone! Let's hurry up and pick up the corpses!"
"What the hell are you dawdling for, Unknown Fox?"
"Your cultivation is higher, so go ahead and pick up the corpses. The shockwaves from the battle are dying down, and the godly techniques left behind do not threaten you. What are you afraid of?"
"All of you, pick up at least fifty corpses. Don't go back if you can't!"
Jiang He could not help laughing.
Fifty?
Did that dog not know how to count even now?
… …
Ooom!
In the starry sky, a teleportation formation on a medium life planet lit up. Figures walked out of the teleportation formation one after another.
The Eight Immortals gathered, and Lü Dongbin looked at the Star Map, saying, "At this rate, we would reach the homeworld in three days at most."
Along the way, the immortals who had returned from the celestial battlefield as reinforcements had not rested at all.
That was when one of the Golden Immortals among the Green Hill Foxes invoked a grotto-heaven treasure with a wave of his hand.
The True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals of the Green Hill Foxes all entered the grotto-heaven treasure.
Later, five of the six Golden Immortals Foxes entered.
The remaining white-haired Golden Immortal Fox put away the grotto-heaven treasure with a wave of his hand, and walked up to Lü Dongbin with a premium-grade immortal crutch, saying, "To tell the truth, True Habitant of Pure Yang … something has happened to the Green Hill Foxes."
"The branch of the Green Hill Foxes we left on the homeworld has been wiped out, and the elites we sent to the homeworld are all either dead or injured."
"I'm going to head to the homeworld on my own."
This Golden Immortal fox demon was skilled in spatial transference arts.
Moreover, he had treasures bestowed upon him by a Grand Luo of his clan, and even a warp jade charm that a Demi-Saint crafted for him at any cost. If he were to travel on his own, he would definitely reach the homeworld faster than the other immortals using the warp portal.
Lü Dongbin's expression twitched, and the other immortals were all shocked.
Someone asked, "What actually happened? The branch that the Green Hill Foxes left on the homeworld was not weak — how could it have been wiped out? Could the Hundred Races Alliance have conquered the homeworld? "
The Daemon Fox shook his head and said, "The Hundred Races Alliance probably has yet to invade the homeworld. According to what I know, the one who wiped out the Green Hill Foxes' legacy was a human junior who had risen to prominence on the homeworld. This time, our clan has sent six Golden Immortals, a hundred True Immortals, and a thousand Heavenly Immortals to settle the score with him."
He did not hide it.
There was no need to hide it either.
Although Lü Dongbin and the other human champions might stop him …
Even so …
The Green Hill Foxes were determined to kill.
Anyone who dared to stop them would become a grudge.
Moreover, the Green Hill Foxes had been wiped out. Even if Lü Dongbin wanted to defend them at the mention of 'human junior', he did not know what to say at once.
Whoosh!
Without another word, the old Daemon Fox drew a line in the air with his hand. Whoosh …
A spatial crack appeared in front of him, and he leaped into it.
… …
Meanwhile.
The former Black Demon Star in the Sky Demon System.
The corpses and mystic treasures that floated in outer space were finally cleared out.
Stepping out of the immortal item pavilion, Jiang He smiled. "It's a major victory, and I can finally sleep and farm in peace when I get back … by the way, I suddenly remembered that I bought some mutated ginseng seeds and was about to cultivate them to see if I could grow some ten-thousand-year spirit ginseng. Why don't we hurry back?"
"Alright."
Wang Hou was all smiles and nodded in agreement.
He had gained a lot.
Over a hundred and forty True Immortal corpses, over five hundred Heavenly Immortal corpses, and over eight hundred immortal items of various grades, as well as many Spatial Rings.
The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was all smiles as well.
That wave …
It was a huge profit!
His gains were no less than Wang Hou's.
On the other hand, Dumbo's dog eyes were almost going white.
Damn it.
Those two fools were so powerful and fast that they had taken away half of the remaining corpses and mystic treasures.
Their dog's heart was literally bleeding.
"By the way, tabulate the treasures you've obtained after you get back, and you could trade the immortal crystals you've earned from me … I'll guarantee that you'll be satisfied with the price." With that, Jiang He directed the immortal item pavilion to have Wang Hou, the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, Unknown Fox, and Dumbo enter, while he teleported back to Earth with the pavilion.
It was the eighth of April when Jiang He returned to Earth.
This trip to the Heavenly Demon Galaxy and back took a total of four days.
Fortunately, the problem was finally solved, and he did not have to live in fear from now on.
He rested for a day.
On the morning of the ninth of April, Wang Hou arrived at Jiang He's house.
He was all smiles as he took out a Spatial Ring and said, "Jiang He, I've sorted out the treasures and found over three hundred and eighty thousand immortal crystals. I've brought them all to you."
"Three hundred and eighty thousand …"
"Thirty-eight times one and a half … I'll round it up and give you seven hundred thousand immortal crystals."
"What are you doing, Jiang He?"
Wang Hou quickly waved him off and said, "You killed all these people, and I've already taken a lot of treasures and immortal items. How could I take your immortal crystals?"
"It's fine."
Jiang He waved him off and smiled. "Now that immortal arts are becoming common in the Hua Nation, more people would take the path in the future. Immortal crystals, spirit stones, and mystic treasures would all be useful … moreover, immortal crystals are mere worldly possessions with my current abilities and would not help my cultivation at all."
Since Jiang He insisted, Wang Hou had to accept it.
He was a little bewildered.
Well …
After a trip to Jiang He's house …
Three hundred and eighty thousand immortal crystals had become seven hundred thousand???
That was when Wang Hou's face twitched and he promptly charged his secret technique to connect to the Star Map. A sea of stars flickered in his eyes, making him appear very unusual.
Soon, Wang Hou opened his eyes and growled, "Oh no, Jiang He. Someone's coming!"
"I sensed an extremely powerful Golden Immortal aura entering the Milky Way. His killing intent is very strong, and he is casting a spatial shift technique to approach Earth …"
"What?"
Stunned, Jiang He rose to his feet, invoking the Golden Radiance Sword with a wave of his hand and took flight beyond the skies, sword in hand.
Even as he flew, he cursed through clenched teeth, "Damn it. Could Modolo and the White Sky God King be so stubborn that they came to ambush Earth?"
Wang Hou took to the skies and followed behind Jiang He.
Jiang He, on the other hand, promptly swallowed a Strengthened Mutated Pepper.
Kaboom!
A frightening aura erupted from Jiang He's body.
"Minister Wang, you locate him while I snipe him. We must not let him reach Earth, or there would be major casualties if he self-destructs or we fail to take him down instantly."
"Alright!"
Wang Hou's expression was solemn as he said, "Now, I can activate more of the Star Map's power. I can even use the Star Map's power to suppress him for a moment, and then you can attack and try to kill him with a single strike … Otherwise, if too many stars around Earth are destroyed, it would affect Earth to a certain extent."
Wang Hou was a little flustered even as he sensed the frightening aura from Jiang He's body.
What the hell!
'You're so aggressive. Don't blow up a bunch of stars near Earth instead of killing him with your sword. That would not be worth it.'
"Don't worry, Minister Wang."
Jiang He gave Wang Hou a firm answer.
Golden Immortal?
Would it not be easy for him to beat a Golden Immortal if he was unleashing his full power and eating a pepper?
Unless …
It was the two pay-to-win players, Modolo and the White Sky God King.
…
"Homeworld!"
In outer space.
The white-haired old Golden Immortal Fox was streaking as fast as lightning.
He continued to use the Space Diversion Technique, getting closer and closer to Earth.
And as he got closer to Earth, he could clearly sense through his secret bloodline technique …
The bloodline of the Green Hill Foxes on Earth was wiped out.
No …
They were not all dead.
And there seemed to be one left.
It must have been that human junior who enslaved the juniors of my clan …
The old Daemon Fox could not help imagining the images of his juniors being tortured, and his killing intent promptly thickened.
"Damn it!"
"Human junior! How dare you destroy the Green Hill Foxes! I will tear out your tendons, peel off your bones, and tear out your psyche to torture you for ten thousand years …"
…
"Jiang He, it's right in front of you …"
Jiang He had already ventured deep into outer space.
On the other hand, Wang Hou had landed on the moon.
Controlling the Star Map, he communicated to Jiang He through acoustics, saying, "That fellow is too fast and filled with killing intent. I can't fully sense his aura, and could only determine his general location …"
"You don't have to."
Jiang He replied, "His killing intent is so thick that it must be an enemy. I'll cut him down with my sword first."
Jiang He was furious.
It was simply …
Too much!
He had just returned home yesterday, and before he could have a good rest, someone was already coming to bother him.
How the hell did he even want to let people live?
(PS: The fourth update has arrived. This chapter is more than 6000 words … I'll try to write another 6000 words chapter before 12 o 'clock.)
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