At the Jie Sect.
On Golden Turtle Island, in a quiet courtyard.
The Grandmaster of Heaven stared impassively at Jiang He for over eight seconds before slowly speaking, "Don't you think that your question is a little abrupt, Jiang He?"
Jiang He offered a fist-palm salute and bowed, saying reverently, "Elder Saint, I sincerely ask for your guidance."
Sincere, my foot!
The Grandmaster of Heaven was speechless.
Do you think it's appropriate for you to ask a Saint such a question?
How are you supposed to cut a hundred catties of flesh from a Saint?
Do you take Saints for pigs?
Moreover, you would need the ability to fight or even suppress a Saint if you could do that. Don't you know how powerful you are, Jiang He?
"Eh?"
Even as he complained inwardly, the Grandmaster of Heaven's eyes flashed and he exclaimed in surprise, "Your cultivation … ascended?"
"I gained some enlightenment after several days of seclusion."
"…"
The corner of the Grandmaster of Heaven's mouth twitched.
Do you think I'm blind?
Cultivating from full-fledged Grand Luo all the way up to full-fledged Demi-Saint, and you call that gaining some enlightenment?
"This brat has only cultivated for a few years, yet he has such accomplishments. I'm afraid he must have had some sort of heavenly opportunity. When I tried to divine him earlier, I suffered a huge backlash. He must have a transcendent expert or some sort of treasure protecting him."
The Grandmaster of Heaven's attitude towards Jiang He changed as those thoughts crossed his mind.
Before this, he had thought of Jiang He as a junior with limitless potential.
Now, he was treating Jiang He as an equal.
Soon, laughter could be heard from the quiet yard. Zhao Gongming, who was passing by the yard's entrance, was left puzzled, and promptly poked his head in.
"Get lost!"
The Grandmaster of Heaven barked. "I have something to discuss with your martial uncle, don't disturb us."
Zhao Gongming promptly jogged away.
"Hold on …"
He only came to his senses after running several thousand meters away, muttering, "Martial uncle, Jiang He?"
？？？？？
"Martial uncle, Jiang He???"
His voice rose to a hundred decibels.
Jiang He, who had just stepped out of the quiet yard, exclaimed in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Gongming's eyes widened in disbelief and he exclaimed in shock, "What's going on, Jiang He?"
"Bastard!"
The Grandmaster of Heaven, who had been following behind Jiang He was furious at those words and barked, "Jiang He is my foster brother. How dare you address my foster brother by his name, Zhao Gongming?"
Zhao Gongming felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
A few days ago, Jiang He had been calling me brother, and now my seniority has risen in the blink of an eye?
The news soon spread throughout the Jie Sect, and the many third-generation and fourth-generation disciples became even more curious about Jiang He.
On the other hand, the many second-generation disciples who were close to Jiang He were beside themselves. Even the Daoist of Many Treasures, who was holed up in his cave, found an excuse to leave Biyou Palace, saying that he was going out for a stroll …
In Biyou Palace, he had to address Jiang He as' Martial Uncle '.
Though Jiang He had repeatedly said that they would be allowed to do as they pleased, the Grandmaster of Heaven had also issued a death order that anyone who dared to cross the line would be hung on a tree and whipped …
It was clearly difficult for him to change the way he addressed her from 'Fellow Daoist' to 'Martial Uncle'.
On the other hand, Jiang He was not too concerned about that.
Be it Fellow Daoist or Martial Uncle, it was merely a form of address.
The only benefit of being Tongtian's brother was that Tongtian had told him a lot about the means and strength of the 'Saint Realm', as well as a simple 'Saint Realm' ranking in the heavens.
Naturally, the True Lord of Morality and True Virtue, or Taishang Laojun, was the publicly acknowledged number one Saint across worlds.
On the other hand, the patriarchs of the Gods and Demons were equally matched and ranked behind the True Lord of Morality and True Virtue.
There was also an elderly cosmic behemoth who had entered the depths of chaos hundreds of thousands of years ago and never showed his face again. His ability was second only to the patriarchs of the Gods.
Then, there was the Grandmaster of Heaven himself.
He had flattered himself without restraint, claiming that he would dare to face the patriarchs of the Gods and Demons head-on once the Immortal Slaying Sword Array was unleashed.
He even ranked the Primeval Lord of Heaven behind him, saying that he would not fear him even if he wielded Pangu's Banner and the Chaos Pearl …
Jiang He doubted that ranking.
Pangu's Banner was a paragon treasure that was as famous as the Eight Trigrams Scroll and the Chaos Bell.
Those three paragon treasures were ranked among the top three across worlds, representing the pinnacle of mystic treasures. Though the Grandmaster of Heaven's Immortal Slaying Sword Array was powerful, it would pale in comparison to Pangu's Banner.
There were a total of thirty-seven Saints across worlds.
Some of them had ventured deep into chaos and had not shown themselves for hundreds of thousands of years.
And now, the weakest Saints were the Lesser Saint of the Western Sect and the Nine-Headed Saint of the Insectoids.
"Leaving aside the Lesser Saint of the Western Sect for now, I have no quarrel with him and it would not be appropriate to go after him."
Jiang He thought about it for a long time in his farm, and eventually set his sights on the Nine-Headed Saint of the Insectoids.
"He is a Saint after all and must not be underestimated!"
The Grandmaster of Heaven had said that the Nine-Headed Saint was one of the weakest Saints, but that was only for Saints.
For those below the Saint level, the Bug Tribe was the last thing they should offend.
An Insectoid powerhouse represented an Insectoid army.
The Saint Realm insectoid experts could even mass-produce Quasi-Saints and Grand Immortal insectoids.
Average Demi-Saints would be drowned by the Insectoid legion in minutes if they dared to bother the Nine-Headed Saint.
Still, Jiang He was not afraid.
With his current ability, the Grand Luo legion would not matter no matter how many of them there were. Instead, he could plant a large batch of them at home … and use them as human bombs in fights in the future.
As for the Demi-Saint insectoids …
Since the Nine-Headed Saint was the weakest Saint, he would not be able to create too many Demi-Saint insectoids, and they would not be too powerful either.
"Normal Demi-Saints would not be much of a threat to me, but it would be a problem if there were too many of them …"
"My cultivation has reached its limit, and I would either have to get some powerful innate paragon treasures or create a cultivation manual that strengthens my combat ability if I want to improve myself."
"Innate paragon treasures aside, there are only so many of them across worlds, and almost all of them have an owner …"
"As for cultivation manuals …"
Jiang He already had a general idea.
Cultivation manuals aside, the Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword and the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword that he had created were enough, and he only had two more chances to plant cultivation manuals in his farm.
Jiang He's idea was to create a martial arts manual and a cultivation manual that specifically strengthens his combat ability.
"Compared to immortal arts, martial arts are best at close-quarters combat …"
"Right now, my fleshly body is as strong as a high-grade acquired spirit treasure. Coupled with the power of Ageless, the power of my punches and kicks is in no way inferior to a supreme-grade acquired spirit treasure … Therefore, I should create a fist technique for close combat."
Jiang He whipped out his phone, intending to Baidu it …
Then, he remembered that there was no internet in the celestial battlefield.
He could only rely on his memory to find fist techniques from movies and TV dramas, copying them and improving on them.
"There are many fist techniques from movies and TV dramas, but they are too low-level … I remember there was a fist technique called the Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
"Hmmm …"
"The Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is still very weak compared to Demi-Saints and Saints, and I don't know the mnemonic chant for it …"
"Still, the name is quite domineering. I could make up the mnemonic chant myself, and I could strengthen it since it's weak."
"Moreover, there is a cultivation manual that strengthens combat ability in that department … I think it's called Esoteric Nine or something … I could strengthen it as well, so that it could strengthen my combat ability as a full-fledged Demi-Saint or a full-fledged martial artist!"
Beneath the Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment, Jiang He had a few sips of the Old Tea of Enlightenment and felt his thoughts gushing like a fountain. Inspiration was erupting in his head one after another, and he promptly ordered Hu Mei to get him pen and paper, and he made up a story …
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