"Still, the Nether River Patriarch and the Green Hill Foxes are no pushovers. There might be some twists and turns to explain things to them."
Jiang He lit a cigarette and thought to himself.
The Nether River Patriarch was one of the strongest below the Saints.
Him aside, the Asura Clan under his command had many elites, and their overall ability was probably stronger than that of the Sky Demon Clan.
On the other hand, while the Foxes of Green Hill were not as difficult to deal with as the Nether River Patriarch, they had background and a patron, and it was said that they had someone serving Lady Nvywa at Empress Nvywa's palace …
Annoying!
Rubbing his temples, Jiang He scowled and muttered, "The Nether River Patriarch is fine since I didn't snatch the Yuan Killer Sword from him. If push comes to shove, I'll just write him a letter and explain everything to him … a senior like him would not make things difficult for me."
"As for Green Hill Foxes, I've killed too many of their elites. I'm afraid there's going to be a fierce battle!"
"At the end of the day, it's because I haven't been cultivating for long enough and I'm too weak."
"If I were a Saint now, so what if I took the Yuan Killer Sword and destroyed the Green Hill Foxes?"
Jiang He could not help feeling a sense of urgency at that thought.
"It seems like … I haven't made any progress in my strength for two whole months …"
The Immortal Dao was still at the perfected Grand Immortal realm.
The Martial Dao was still the King Realm of the Twelve Realms.
Moreover, he did not earn many Farm Points.
There was no other reason …
There were not many things on Earth that could be used to earn Farm Points on a large scale.
"Maybe I really have to go to the celestial battlefield … I'll think of a way to buy a huge batch of Dao Enlightenment Pellets and Body Honing Pellets when the time comes. I won't have to worry about not having enough Farm Points then."
Jiang He had already tried planting Dao Enlightenment Pellets and Body Honing Pellets.
A tree of Dao Enlightenment Pellets could bear a hundred Dao Enlightenment Pellets, and harvesting one would earn Jiang He a thousand Farm Points. In other words, planting one Dao Enlightenment Pellet would earn Jiang He a hundred thousand Farm Points aside from producing a hundred Dao Enlightenment Pellets.
The Body Forging Pill was slightly inferior.
Even so, planting one would earn him fifty thousand Farm Points.
Jiang He did some calculations.
He would need a trillion Farm Points to reach the thirteenth-tier of martial arts.
About ten trillion Farm Points were needed to improve to the fourteenth-tier of martial arts …
"A total of 11 trillion Farm Points, and 110 million Dao Enlightenment Pellets … I wonder if there are that many Dao Enlightenment Pellets in the celestial battlefield …"
Jiang He sighed emotionally.
However, he couldn't just focus on the Enlightenment Pill.
The Dao Comprehension Pill was not the only grade-8 immortal pill.
Similarly, there were many different types of grade-seven immortal pills. It was impossible for there to be only one type, the Body Strengthening Pill.
"Trumbo!"
Jiang He called out.
Trumbo, who had been sunbathing nearby, lazily stood up on its hind legs and adjusted the frame of its reading glasses with its little paw. "Master," it said, "you were looking for me?"
The veins on Jiang He's forehead bulged!
This scoundrel's way of doing things was becoming more and more like those legendary old pedants. Even his speech was slow and refined.
Holding back the urge to beat Trumbo up, Jiang He instructed, "Go and calculate our family's current wealth. See how many immortal crystals we have and how many mystic treasures and immortal items we can sell."
"No need."
Trumbo bowed its chubby paw and calmly said, "I have three hundred million immortal crystals, along with a hundred and eighty mediocre-grade immortal items, seventy superior-grade immortal items, fourteen premium-grade immortal items, four inferior-grade acquired soul treasures, and one mediocre-grade acquired soul treasure."
"There are also three thousand rank-eight Dao Enlightenment Pellets and eight thousand rank-seven Body Honing Pellets."
Right now, Trumbo was Jiang He's butler.
For example, Jiang He did not touch a single immortal crystal he planted last time. He ordered Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, and the monkey to pick them up and hand them all to Trumbo.
Some of the mystic treasures were also directly thrown to Trumbo after they were plucked.
"Keep the Dao Enlightenment Pellets. If you want to gain enlightenment, just drink the Old Tea of Enlightenment. As for the Body Honing Pellets …"
Jiang He thought about it and said, "Right now, all of you are Heavenly Immortals and have cultivated martial arts as well, reaching Ten-Millennia … the Body Honing Pellets have the effect of tempering immortal bodies, so each of you should take a few hundred and see how it goes."
"By the way, I still have over two hundred million immortal crystals, three thousand inferior-grade immortal items, one thousand eight hundred mediocre-grade immortal items, nine hundred superior-grade immortal items, four hundred premium-grade immortal items, and ninety acquired soul treasures."
After some thought, Jiang He took out all the immortal crystals, immortal items, and acquired soul treasures and handed them to Trumbo.
"You'll keep these immortal crystals."
"As for the mystic treasures and immortal items … those Golden Immortals and True Immortals don't have weapons yet, do they?"
"How about this: I'll give each of them a set of equipment and leave the rest to you … that would be our starting capital when we head to the celestial battlefield."
"Yes, Master."
Trumbo respectfully excused himself.
Jiang He then summoned Dumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, and the Nine Wise Rock Monkeys.
Amongst them, the Nine Wise Rock Monkeys were the strongest since they were born as Heavenly Immortals. Though they could not ascend to True Immortal due to Earth's Fortune Qi being suppressed, they were not lacking in martial arts. Moreover, with Jiang He's vigorous grooming, they were showing faint signs of ascending to Undying, the eleventh tier of martial arts.
Of course.
They did not cultivate many godly martial arts — just thirty-six. Aside from one that naturally manifested after ascending to Yin-Yang tier, the other thirty-five were taught to them by Jiang He.
The Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers were Heavenly Immortals and cultivated up to Ten-Millennia. Still, they only cultivated thirty-six godly martial arts, just like Dumbo and Trumbo.
They cultivated both immortal and martial arts and far surpassed most Heavenly Immortals in ability. They would not fear any Heavenly Immortal in a one-on-one fight, and once they worked together as one, they could slay even True Immortals.
The only ones that Jiang He was more worried about were Dumbo and Trumbo.
Both of them were cats and dogs of average bloodlines, and they were almost at their limits even after being strengthened by the System's planting.
"I heard that there are many divine beast bloodlines over at the celestial battlefield. Maybe I could think of a way to exchange bloodlines for Trumbo and Dumbo …" Jiang He instructed them before saying, "I'm going to the celestial battlefield soon. You two should come with me."
"By the way, Hu Mei."
Jiang He called out to Hu Mei and took out his bank card, handing it to her, saying, "The password is * * * * *. Head to the bank later and transfer a hundred million to each of them so that they can prepare resources and buy some specialties from Earth. After all, it's a long journey to the stars, and there's no telling when we would return."
With that said, Jiang He rose to his feet and left his farm.
Stepping on a blue cloud, he arrived in the skies above Lingzhou City and looked down below to find that the outskirts of the city was covered in lush greenery. There were farmlands, wheat, and rice being planted everywhere.
Although the villages and towns near Lingzhou City were no longer as lively and prosperous as they used to be, there were still some signs of liveliness. Many of the villagers who moved into the city gradually began to return to their abandoned homes, reclaiming the land that had been barren for more than a year, and planting all kinds of grains.
In fact, there were strong martial auras rising in each village.
Jiang He's gaze turned as he casually observed eight villages and two towns, noticing that there were martial artists who had reached the second tier of martial arts and Congenital tier in each village. There was even a third-tier martial artist in one of the towns.
Void-tier, the third tier of martial arts.
Martial artists of this tier would not lose out to the first tier of divine-tier in the old martial arts system. In other words, their ability could match weaker Golden Pellet cultivators.
Moreover, there were countless Congenital and Void-tier martial artists in Lingzhou City, with dozens of divine-tempest martial artists.
There were also around nine Yin-Yang tier martial artists.
Jiang He scanned them with his immortal will.
Duan Tianhe, Cheng Dongfeng, Chen Jingzhou who stood guard over Lingzhou City, Three Blades Lin of the Martial Arts Department (MAD), as well as the kid named Yang who had gone to the Diamond Sect's Secret Realm with Jiang He were all Yin-Yang tier.
As for the other four, Jiang He did not recognize three of them, while the last one was a woman.
That woman …
Jiang He frowned slightly.
She had a fiery figure and was at least a 36D … and she looked familiar.
"Sister Bai?"
A name popped up in Jiang He's mind then.
Of the nine Yin-Yang elites, some were strong while others were weak. The strongest amongst them was Three Blades Lin who had cultivated thirty-six godly martial arts, followed by Cheng Dongfeng who had cultivated thirty-five, Chen Jingzhou who had cultivated thirty-three, while Duan Tianhe had cultivated thirty.
Right now, there were many Yin-Yang tier martial artists within the borders of the Hua Nation, and an approximate number had been announced on Warrior Home two days ago … according to the Martial Arts Department (MAD)'s statistics, there were almost ten thousand Yin-Yang tier martial artists across the nation, but there were only a handful of Sixth-Tier martial artists.
Even old seniors like Elder Guo, Dong Haichuan, and Yang Luchan who had re-cultivated martial arts were stuck at the fifth-tier.
There was no other reason …
All of them wanted to cultivate more godly martial arts, and the martial artists who were in a hurry to ascend to the sixth-tier were either limited in talent, or extremely demonic individuals like Wang Hou.
Right now, the new martial arts system was being implemented and everything was still in the process of discovery. The godly martial arts these martial artists cultivated were spread through communication, which was why many martial artists' godly martial arts overlapped with each other.
The Martial Arts Department (MAD) had come up with a protocol as well.
Once someone created a new godly martial art, they could choose to work with the MAD and sell it on the MAD's platform. On one hand, it would generate cultivation resources for themselves, and on the other, it would provide more godly martial arts to choose from among the martial artists of the world.
Right now, there were over three hundred godly martial arts recorded in the MAD alone.
Of course.
A third of that was Wang Hou's work.
He had cultivated 108 godly martial arts, and had ascended a month and a half ago.
"I wonder what level Minister Wang has cultivated to now … well, I'll have a chat with him before heading to the celestial battlefield …"
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