Whoosh!
A figure streaked across the horizon like a cannonball, crashing down on Mount Dadong at dozens of times the speed of sound.
Kaboom!
The earth quaked.
Mount Dadong, which Jiang He had once blasted apart, was now reduced to nothingness. Beyond Mount Dadong, the already-dilapidated Yuzhen appeared to have been struck by a great earthquake, with many dilapidated buildings crumbling and dilapidated roads crumbling.
In reality, it wasn't just Yuzhen. Even the more distant county town had collapsed under this "earthquake." Fortunately, regardless of whether it was Yuzhen or the county town a hundred li from Dong Mountain, they had long become uninhabited areas. There were no commoners living in the cities. There were only a few martial artists traveling through the wilderness training in them.
Kaboom!
Standing at the gates of his yard, Jiang He could even feel the violent tremors from over a hundred and fifty kilometers away.
With a single thought, immortal strength surged out of his body like an abyss to suppress the tremors, though a look of worry flashed across his face.
"That Grand Luo is probably one of us."
"It would be a huge misunderstanding if I really killed him."
"Moreover, a Grand Heavenly Immortal would never be alone. What if their family, friends, sect brothers, seniors, or even masters came to trouble me? Wouldn't I be dead for sure?"
Jiang He could not help feeling a headache at that thought.
Jiang He had learned a lot about the celestial battlefield from the immortals who had returned to their countries.
Golden Immortals were elites even in the celestial battlefield.
Grand Luo, on the other hand, were superior beings.
It would have been fine if those Grand Luo were the patriarchs of certain sects or clans, but he was afraid that they would have sect brothers, masters, and ancestral masters.
For example, the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect had a huge number of Grand Luo and Demi-Saints in their sects.
His immortal will extended.
Amidst the ruins of Mount Dadong …
Cough.
A violent cough could be heard, and a ragged figure flew out from beneath the ruins.
The middle-aged man in green clothes was coughing mouthfuls of blood. His face was pale, and his clothes were in tatters. He looked like he had seen a ghost and muttered, "A Golden Immortal?"
"How is that a Golden Immortal? Not even most Grand Luo are that powerful, alright? "
On his body? Dao presence flickered.
His wounds rapidly healed.
Even that tattered green robe looked brand new.
The green-robed middle-aged man, who had regained his sage-like bearing, covered his face. Vexed, he said, "It's so awkward. Over the past two days, I've been putting on quite the show in front of those Golden Immortals and True Immortals. What if word got out that he was beaten by Jiang He? Wouldn't that be embarrassing? "
At this time? The green-robed middle-aged man keenly discovered that hundreds and thousands of immortal senses were sweeping towards him.
There were too many Immortals in Hua.
Why is there such a big commotion here? The immortals all sensed it.
Even Celestial Immortals? His Immortal Sense was enough to cover half of China.
The green-robed middle-aged man quickly retracted his aura and disappeared without a trace in a flash.
Strands of celestial awareness crisscrossed in the void. They only "saw" the ruined Dong Mountain, but did not "see" the green-robed middle-aged man? One by one, they retracted their hands doubtfully.
At the same time, the middle-aged man appeared before Jiang He.
He didn't fly over? Instead, he directly used the Spatial Transference Technique to teleport over.
Jingdu.
"Hmm?"
Marquis's expression changed slightly. He promptly disappeared from his office in a flash. In less than two minutes? Marquis appeared outside Jiang He's house as well.
He glanced around at his surroundings. Then at the distant Lingzhou City that was protected by the silhouette of the bell, and finally at the green-robed middle-aged man.
The green-robed middle-aged man smiled. "You must be Minister Wang, Marquis?"
He offered a fist-palm salute as he spoke, his tone quite respectful. Jiang He was left bewildered by his long list of pleasantries …
What was going on?
Why was this dog so respectful toward Marquis?
Why did he feel a little different toward him?
Is he looking down on me?
At that thought, Jiang He's guilt for 'accidentally' injuring the green-robed middle-aged man vanished entirely. With a cold look on his face, he flatly said, "How should I address you, Brother? What business do you have at my house, uninvited? "
Marquis's gaze twitched at his words.
Though he did not know what exactly happened, since Jiang He had attacked …
He would just stand beside Jiang He.
The green-robed middle-aged man did a double take before laughing, saying, "Please don't misunderstand, Brothers. I bear no ill will, and I'm Yu Yuan, a disciple of the Jie Sect. I've returned to the homeworld under my patriarch's orders to meet you, Brothers."
"Yu Yuan?"
Marquis and Jiang He traded glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
He was a mythical figure who held great weight in the Hua Nation's myths and legends.
His master was the Golden Spirit Saintess, one of the Four Great Disciples of the Jie Sect. He was a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect, and his Blood God Blade was renowned throughout ancient times.
"So, it's Brother Yu Yuan."
Jiang He's attitude softened and he offered him a fist-palm salute, while Marquis exchanged some pleasantries as well.
Yu Yuan waved him off and smiled. "I've been thoughtless, Brother Jiang He. Please don't mind it."
He had underestimated Jiang He before and called him by his name. Now that they were addressing each other as brothers, it was clear that he was treating Jiang He as an equal.
After exchanging some pleasantries, Marquis invited Yu Yuan to his mansion.
Boa Hancock quickly poured three cups of enlightenment tea and brought it over.
The aroma of tea wafted.
Yu Yuan's eyes narrowed as he looked at the teacups on the coffee table, only to find a Tea Leaf of Enlightenment with distinct patterns hovering over the boiling hot tea. He promptly exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Jiang He … could this tea be the legendary Old Tea of Enlightenment?"
Jiang He took a sip of the hot tea and smiled. "You're quite knowledgeable, Brother."
Yu Yuan was dumbstruck.
The way he looked at Jiang He had changed.
The Old Tea of Enlightenment …
It was a legendary spirit plant. It was said that there was an Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment in a forbidden zone deep within the celestial battlefield. It had attained Dao, and it was difficult to pluck a single tea leaf from it unless a Saint intervened.
"Not even my patriarch had more than a few leaves of Old Tea of Enlightenment, and even my master and my martial uncles had not tasted it more than a few times, let alone me. Jiang He actually has Old Tea Leaves of Enlightenment?"
Lifting his teacup and having a sip, Yu Yuan carefully savored it, feeling a special Dao presence pervading his mind. Before, he had been searching for Dao as if he was searching for flowers in the fog, but it was much clearer now.
Clearly, the Old Tea of Enlightenment was very useful even for a Grand Luo like Yu Yuan.
On the other hand, Jiang He was chugging down his cup as if he was not drinking the extremely precious Old Tea of Enlightenment, but ordinary mountain spring water.
"Eh?"
"Wait!"
Yu Yuan could not help feeling surprised when he saw Jiang He finish a cup of Old Tea of Enlightenment and refill it, and could not help asking, "Brother Jiang He, the Old Tea of Enlightenment is very useful even for Grand Luo like me. My enlightenment in Dao deepened by several notches after one sip, but why aren't you reacting at all after downing an entire cup?"
Beside him, Wang Hou appeared to have gained an epiphany as well, and the Dao presence of Martial Dao wafted around him, making him appear rather mysterious.
Jiang He flashed a pained smile and said, "Maybe it's because my talent is too poor, and one cup is not enough for me to gain enlightenment."
He refilled two more cups, but there was still no reaction. Then, he said, "Perhaps it has nothing to do with my poor talent, but I have developed a resistance to the Old Tea of Enlightenment."
"Resistance?"
Yu Yuan was perplexed.
Jiang He explained patiently, "It's the same as medicinal pellets, and to put it simply …"
"In the mortal world, there is a type of anti-inflammatory medicine. This anti-inflammatory medicine is most effective when used for the first time. If used over a long period of time, the effects will gradually weaken. This Dao Enlightenment Ancient Tea might be the same for me. I drink it every day and have probably developed a resistance to it."
Yu Yuan was dumbstruck.
Several black lines appeared on his face then.
Just listen, just listen …
What the f * ck was that supposed to be said?
You've developed a resistance from drinking the Old Tea of Enlightenment?
Every day, every day …
Do you really think this stuff is mountain spring water?
After drinking the tea and chatting for a while, Yu Yuan's tone changed and he cut to the chase, saying, "The leaders of the Hundred Races Alliance are furious after their legion was routed, especially some of the lesser races. They would not have any designs on the homeworld for the time being, especially since the losses this time are too great for them."
As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang He and smiled. "Brother Jiang He, on the other hand, has subdued both Modolo and White Sky and made your name known across worlds. There are many legends about you in the celestial battlefield, and many Grand Luo know that the humans have produced a powerful Golden Immortal."
"…"
Jiang He appeared baffled and muttered, "I don't even know where the celestial battlefield is … how did it become a legend?"
"Oh, right!"
As if remembering something, he changed his tone and said in annoyance, "I should have introduced myself back then … Now, we all know that there's an immensely powerful Golden Immortal among the humans, but we don't even know his name. How boring."
Both Yu Yuan and Wang Hou could not help laughing out loud at that.
"To tell the truth, Brother Jiang He, Brother Wang Hou, I've come to the homeworld on orders from my patriarch to invite you to the celestial battlefield …"
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