Ooom!
The hum of a sword echoed.
In the next split second, it was daybreak.
The luminous sword flew out from between Jiang He's brows and expanded against the wind. Like a dragon, its Sword Qi illuminated the night sky with a white blur!
Snikt.
Blood splattered.
The descending serpent's tail was directly cut off by the luminous sword.
Roar!
The Leopard Python let out a shrill and fearful cry, and with a quake, it dragged its massive serpent body into the valley.
Jiang He's body swayed, his face a little pale. Even his head felt a little dizzy, a sign that his spirit had been overdrained.
There was a sharp pain in his head, and the luminous sword rapidly faded and shrank before flying back into his head.
"Damn it!"
"My superpower might be powerful, but isn't it a little too draining? If I had another burst like that just now, I would probably fall unconscious from the overuse of spirit, and three more times … I would probably kill myself. "
Jiang He was a little scared.
Moreover, the after-effects of using it were very obvious. If the python had not fled and turned to attack him instead, he would have been doomed.
Jiang He glanced at the valley but did not give chase.
He ate the cucumber to replenish his mental strength. When the dizziness subsided a lot, he picked up the half of the snake tail and began to return.
"Cucumbers do replenish spirit, but the effect is too weak for me right now … I'll see if I can get more seeds that increase spirit after my farm levels up!"
"Moreover, the improvement of my cultivation would increase my spirit as well …"
"I'll keep this as my trump card before my spirit allows me to use my superpower as I please. If I can catch them by surprise, it wouldn't be difficult for me to cut down a rank-seven grandmaster with this move."
Jiang He only felt much better after eating a cucumber and a half.
He felt the weight on his shoulder.
"This snake tail is around four meters long and probably over a thousand catties. I only need fifty catties to level up my farm, and the rest would be delicious if I made snake stew!"
Something over a thousand catties was no different from a few dozen catties to Jiang He.
But the key thing was that this thing was bloody, and it was long and thick, so it wasn't easy to resist.
Glancing at his System Backpack, Jiang He found that he had eaten less than twenty qi pellets over the last few days. Hence, he took out all of them and stuffed the serpent tail inside.
As he hurried along, he ate Qi Nourishing Pills. By the time he returned to the top of the mountain, he had already eaten more than ten Qi Nourishing Pills.
"I'll contact Mu Wanqiu when I'm done and see if there are higher-tier medicinal pellets … Eh?"
Jiang He landed atop the mountain and looked around, exclaiming in surprise, "I've only been gone for a while. How did you guys end up like this?"
At the top of the mountain, Duan Tianhe sat cross-legged. His aura was slightly weak, and there was a chilling aura around him.
Fatty Jiang's face was swollen and bruised as he stood to the side.
His subordinates were also sitting on the ground, all of them more or less injured.
Someone burst out laughing. "Awesome, this is awesome! I've fought with those Heavenly Demon Cult bastards many times, but I've never felt this good before!"
Beside him, the rather quiet All-Seeing Eyes exclaimed, "It's a shame that we couldn't kill the Tranquil Heavenly General. It would have hurt the Sky Demon Cult to the bone if we could cut down one of the seventy-two Heavenly Generals of Earthly Fiends!"
"Are you daydreaming?"
Pudgy Jiang barked. "The Tranquil Heavenly General is powerful and his True Qi is special. If I didn't help, Old Duan might not have beaten him … Eh? Where did you run off to, Jiang He? "
He turned towards Jiang He with slight displeasure and said, "If you were here just now, we might have been able to kill the Tranquil Heavenly General with just a little more combat power."
"The Tranquil Heavenly General?"
Jiang He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
That was when Duan Tianhe opened his eyes.
He breathed a long sigh, and a frosty breath shot out from his mouth like a waterfall. It landed on the charred corpse of a wolf, which froze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Are you alright, Old Duan?"
Pudgy Jiang ran up to him, appearing worried even as he mocked, "Old Duan, you're no good as a grandmaster. I could withstand the Tranquil Heavenly General's Frigid True Qi, but you can't even withstand it as a grandmaster?"
Duan Tianhe's face darkened. "If I hadn't taken the blow for you and taken that frosty true qi head-on, would you still be standing here talking to me?"
Jiang He finally understood then.
Perhaps after he left, the Tranquil Heavenly General who had gone to ambush Duan Tianhe returned with his lackeys, and a huge battle was inevitable when the two groups met. In the end, the dozen Sky Demon Cultists that the Tranquil Heavenly General had brought with him were all killed, while the Tranquil Heavenly General fled, heavily injured.
"What a shame!"
Jiang He cursed, feeling a little regretful. "I wouldn't have run off if I had known. I might have gotten lucky and cut down that Tranquil Heavenly General."
Duan Tianhe laughed in exasperation. Still, since Jiang He returned unscathed, he probably did not run into the Leopard Python.
Duan Tianhe felt the need to educate Jiang He on what it meant to be a martial arts grandmaster. Otherwise, what if the kid got himself killed when he thought too highly of himself and went looking for trouble with a rank-seven Feral?
"Jiang He, grandmasters aren't that easy to handle."
After musing to himself for a while, Duan Tianhe asked, "In martial arts cultivation, rank-one, rank-two, and rank-four, rank-five, and rank-six are refined in qi. What about rank-seven martial artists?"
"Although rank-seven and rank-six pinnacle appear to be just one step apart, it is in fact a chasm between heaven and earth. Rank-seven martial artists have already grasped the power of the world and the Boundary of Wills, and their True Qi is abundant and endless, which is not something rank-six can compare to."
He glanced at Pudgy Jiang and said, "Let's put it this way. Chief Jiang is considered a top-notch rank-6 powerhouse. He's only slightly weaker than Master Cheng Dongfeng, but even if there were ten Chief Jiangs working together, they would still be no match for a rank-7 grandmaster."
"What do you mean, Old Duan?"
Pudgy Jiang barked unhappily, "Who are you looking down on?"
Duan Tianhe simply ignored him.
Jiang He appeared thoughtful and said, "I understand what you mean, Chief Duan … but I don't think rank-seven is as powerful as you make it out to be. Aren't you exaggerating a little?"
"Exaggerating?"
Before Duan Tianhe could say anything, Pudgy Jiang sneered and said, "Kid, Old Duan's description makes me uncomfortable, but the truth is that even the weakest rank-seven grandmaster is not someone a rank-six could stop. That old brat Cheng Dongfeng might be the top rank-six in Xibei Five Provinces, but he wouldn't last more than three moves against a rank-seven."
Jiang He frowned.
He knew that Pudgy Jiang had a big mouth and wanted to ignore him, but why did the old brat's words sound so uncomfortable?
"What?"
"Not convinced?"
Pudgy Jiang shook his head when he saw Jiang He frown, saying, "You're just a rank-five advanced. Don't keep thinking about challenging some rank-seven."
"You're too weak."
"I think I only need one punch against a martial artist like you."
Duan Tianhe cursed inwardly and was about to communicate with Jiang He, only to find Jiang He waving him off, his eyes staring straight at Pudgy Jiang and smiling …
Like a spring breeze!
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