Cheng Dongfeng was a little nervous, tugging at his clothes with no place to put his hands. Like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, he braced himself and said, "Grand-master Jiang He, why are you here all of a sudden?"
Even as he spoke, he flashed a charming smile. "You should have told me earlier so that I could have prepared to treat you to a meal."
Heh!
Jiang He sneered. "You, Cheng Dongfeng, have always valued money as much as your life, and could not wait to split a penny into five petals. How could you be willing to treat me to a meal?"
"Says who?"
Cheng Dongfeng swore solemnly, "Grand-master Jiang He has trained me well. What's three or five meals even if I were to treat you to one meal, let alone one?"
His big eyes rolled and his tone changed as he smiled bitterly. "Grand-master Jiang He, there's something I haven't told you … I had a sudden burst of inspiration a while ago, and decided to write a book for you on my own. It mainly describes how you bravely fought the Sky Demon Cult and slayed Feral Kings in a rage, so I hope you don't blame me."
"Oh?"
Jiang He had not read the book's contents, but he found it to be a good idea just then. With a grasping motion, he drew the book that Cheng Dongfeng had hidden behind his computer and quickly flipped through the pages. His divine mind scanned through dozens of pages at a time, and he finished the entire book in less than a minute.
Most of the book's contents were made up.
Still …
It's really nice!
For example, the opening chapter of the book described how Jiang He was a polite, sensible, patriotic, respectful, and studious student. There were also four short stories, such as not pocketing money he picked up, helping his grandfather harvest corn, helping an old widow in the village draw water from a well, and so on.
After that, it was the trajectory of his own growth until the Revival of Qi and the cultivation of martial arts.
The first few hundred thousand words of the book were clearly made up by Cheng Dongfeng, but it was obvious that he had put in a lot of effort. Still, the content and the book's title had nothing to do with each other, alright?
"Heh heh!"
Cheng Dongfeng chuckled when he saw that Jiang He was no longer angry. "Grand-master Jiang He, the book's title and content don't actually have much to do with each other. The publisher simply said that the title should be more explosive … by the way, Grand-master, I'm publishing this book digitally and physically at the same time, and I've earned quite a bit. Should I tally it up and transfer half to you after I'm done?"
"No need."
"Money is just a worldly possession," Jiang He replied. "I don't think martial artists should place too much importance on money when they cultivate."
"…"
Cheng Dongfeng was speechless.
Money is just a worldly possession?
The saying "the poor study and the rich practice martial arts" meant that without money, one could not practice martial arts.
When a martial artist cultivated, they needed weapons, battle robes, cultivation techniques, and elixirs. Which one of them did not cost money?
Only someone like Jiang He who drank Origin Fluid as if it was mineral water when he was rank-eight would not treat money as money.
Cheng Dongfeng could not help smiling at the memory of Jiang He drinking Origin Fluid as if it was mineral water … it was the happiest moment of his life, especially during the few days he followed Jiang He to the Diamond Sect, where he would pick up bottles every day … and at most, he would pick up half a bottle of Origin Fluid!
Cheng Dongfeng used a few hundred drops of the Origin Fluid he picked up, and a few hundred drops were snatched away by his grandmaster. He sold the rest for a total of 1.8 billion!
Though he earned quite a lot from the book he published, it was not even worth mentioning compared to the Origin Fluid he earned. Cheng Dongfeng would not even frown if he gave Jiang He all of it, let alone half of it!
Even as he thought that, Jiang He took out a large bottle of mineral water and a canteen from his Void Storage with a wave of his hand.
He opened the bottle, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.
Cheng Dongfeng's eyes widened and he could not help exclaiming, "Grand-master Jiang He, this is …"
"I've finished drinking the Origin Fluid before, and then went to Mount Helan to modify the rank-nine willow tree to Convergence-tier, where I took some more Origin Fluid."
Jiang He smiled. "By the way, the Origin Fluid of a Convergence-tier floral spirit is really good for brewing tea."
Cheng Dongfeng: "…"
What the hell!
A well-fed man really does not know the hunger of a starving man.
A Convergence-tier floral spirit?
It had not been discovered on Earth yet, had it?
The Origin Fluid of the willow tree at Mount Helan could restore True Qi and improve cultivation, and its effects would be even better now that it was Convergence-tier. It would probably be very useful even for Void-tier martial artists, and would it not sell for dozens of millions per drop?
Using that to brew tea …
It would not be worth it even if your tea leaves were made of gold.
Jiang He did not care what Cheng Dongfeng thought.
For him, the Origin Fluid of a Convergence-tier floral spirit was not much different from mineral water since both were used to quench thirst and brew tea. Since the Origin Fluid of a Convergence-tier floral spirit was tastier and tasted better, he naturally chose it first.
He poured the Vitality Serum from the mineral water bottle into the kettle. A flame rose from his palm, and he quickly boiled the Vitality Serum in the kettle. Then, he took out a large thermos flask, took out a tea leaf, and poured the boiled Vitality Serum into it.
All at once, the aroma of tea overflowed.
The thick aroma even formed a white mist in the room.
Cheng Dongfeng's eyes widened as he stared at the white mist and inhaled the aroma of tea wafting toward his face. He froze as if thunderstruck.
"Wrong!"
"Wrong!"
"My fist will should not be like this … godly martial arts, divine-conversion, divine-tempest, unity …"
Kaboom!
The aura on his body suddenly changed, and a mighty fist intent burst out.
His cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, rapidly ascending from divine-conversion to divine-tempest, and his True Qi rapidly metamorphosed into Nature Qi. Cheng Dongfeng was about to speak when Jiang He barked, "Don't be in a hurry to ascend. Sit and convert your True Qi before reaching unity!"
Cheng Dongfeng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the floor.
On the other hand, Jiang He smiled faintly and picked up his Thermos cup. Staring at the boiling tea, he blew at it softly.
Whoosh!
The aroma and steam of the tea rushed toward Cheng Dongfeng.
At the same time, Jiang He made a nonchalant grabbing motion and threw several hundred spirit stones around Cheng Dongfeng.
With the replenishment of the spirit stones, Cheng Dongfeng's process of converting his Quintessential Energy was more than ten times faster. The energy within the spirit stones dried up and exploded. After absorbing more than sixty spirit stones, Cheng Dongfeng finally converted all of his Quintessential Energy into Stellar Energy.
His aura changed once more as he ascended to divine-conversion, the third tier of divine-tier.
Around an hour later, Cheng Dongfeng slowly opened his eyes.
Jiang He was nowhere to be seen in the room.
There was only half a cup of herbal tea left on the table.
After sensing his own strength and confirming that he wasn't dreaming, Cheng Dongfeng trembled as he approached the half-filled cup of herbal tea. He picked up the teacup and took a deep whiff. Suddenly, he felt the urge to "gain enlightenment."
Quickly closing the cup, Cheng Dongfeng broke out in cold sweat and said, "This won't do. If I gain enlightenment again, my cultivation would directly ascend to Void-tier … I'm not completely familiar with my own strength, and there's no telling if reaching Void-tier so easily would be appropriate."
By then, how could Cheng Dongfeng not know …
That cup of tea was priceless!
No!
Priceless was not enough to describe the true value of that cup of tea.
If the aroma of the tea alone had allowed him to ascend so dramatically, would he not reach the heavens if he really drank a few sips?
"Oh, right!"
Cheng Dongfeng quickly scooped out the tea leaves from the Thermos cup, saying, "These tea leaves can be recycled and shouldn't be wasted. As for the tea … I'll have to store it well and drink it when I stabilize my cultivation and ascend to Void-tier."
Still, there was no telling …
Would the tea go bad?
He had always been frugal and used frost True Qi to freeze and store the food he bought, not even willing to buy a freezer. It seems that he would have to spend a little and buy a freezer from the secondhand market.
He made plans inwardly.
Cheng Dongfeng's face was all smiles.
Today …
He had profited greatly.
Still, he had to thank Jiang He for everything.
"Jiang He really is my grand-master!"
He exclaimed in wonder, feeling that he should call his grand-master to tell him the good news …
Soon, he dialed Dong Haichuan's number and asked with a smile, "Grand-Master, what have you been doing recently? How's your health? I heard that you're already Void-tier advanced? Oh, oh … by the way, I have something to tell you. "
"Hahahaha …"
"I'm about to reach Void-tier as well, and I think I'll reach Void-tier pinnacle in three months, hahahaha …"
"Huh??"
"Grand-Master, grand-master … grand-master, are you listening?"
Damn it!
Cheng Dongfeng was cursing. Why did he hang up on me for no reason?
… …
Meanwhile, Jiang He had already returned home.
He took out his farm.
He released his maids and pets, and the cold house promptly regained its liveliness.
He rewarded the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers with a bag of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens, and they ate it with relish … while the nine Wise Rock Monkeys were running, chasing and playing outside the yard.
There was no telling where the two Golden-Winged Rocs had flown off to.
Meanwhile, Boa Hancock and the others had gone to cook.
Arriving at his farm, Jiang He nonchalantly took out several Heavenly Immortal corpses and threw them at the Cloudscraper Vine. Right now, it was equivalent to Mahayana-pinnacle, and it had evolved into 356 tendrils, each of which was 50 kilometers long. It was only because Jiang He's farm was large that the Cloudscraper Vine could shrink its size. In the outside world, its 356 tendrils could cover a hundred square kilometers if they spread out completely.
Nonetheless, the Cloudscraper Vine was so excited that its tendrils began to dance when it saw the Heavenly Immortal corpses.
Some of its tendrils wrapped around the corpses and began to devour their qi and blood.
Several of its tendrils reached out to Jiang He, touching him intimately.
A spirit wave that was jubilant and a little aggrieved reached Jiang He's mind.
Taken aback, Jiang He could not help laughing. "You want to fight with me?"
"Alright, alright, but you're too weak right now and need to be groomed … What?"
"You want to enter my body and protect me as a green armor?"
Jiang He scowled and turned to leave!
You're so big, and you want to enter my body?
Are you trying to stuff me to death?
Ignoring the Cloudscraper Vine, Jiang He arrived beside the willow tree.
The willow tree on Mount Helan had been groomed up to Convergence-tier by Jiang He.
His own willow tree was naturally stronger.
The willow tree was already Mahayana-pinnacle, and she usually lived in the farm in her shrunken form. After all, her tree crown was dozens of kilometers wide, and it could take up half the farm if it fully spread out.
"Sigh!"
Jiang He sighed.
It was time to level up his farm.
…
Meanwhile.
Beyond the skies.
On a massive living planet in a planetary system near the Milky Way, veins of radiance shone from the warp portal.
The many Golden Immortals led by Iron Crutch Li, Lü Dongbin, and the other Eight Immortals stepped out of the portal, followed by the many True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.
In the instant that they stepped out, Lü Dongbin sought out the strongest elite on the planet and asked about the Hundred Races Alliance.
The strongest elite on the planet was merely a full-fledged Heavenly Immortal, and he was shaking in fear as he said, "My lord, our planet is a neutral one … we have always stayed away from such matters. All I know is that elites from various worlds had arrived at the Black Demon Star in the Sky Demon System a while ago, but it was sealed off and there has been no news since."
"I don't know if the legion of the Hundred Races Alliance would attack the homeworld of humans."
"My lord, I'm telling the truth …" The Heavenly Immortal was shaking in fear.
"Get lost!"
Lü Dongbin waved him off impatiently and nonchalantly threw out several hundred immortal crystals.
Their teleportation cost them a lot, but the immortals in charge of the warp portal would have earned quite a bit.
There was a flash of delight in Lü Dongbin's eyes as he stepped into the portal again.
Thank goodness.
There was still time!
The legion of the Hundred Races Alliance had yet to regroup!
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