The machine race.
Being one of the hegemons of the universe, the machine race occupied nine constellations.
Those nine constellations were named according to the numbers 1 to 9.
Aside from those nine constellations, there was also an independent planet.
That planet was not under the jurisdiction of any of the nine constellations, and it was not even a natural planet, but one that the machine race had built with their technology.
Zero, the machine race's Patriarch, resided on that planet.
Whoosh!
Two figures landed on the planet.
Two machine Saints had arrived at once.
They arrived in front of a palace guarded by a variety of robots. After entering the palace, they entered an encrypted elevator that led underground.
The elevator went all the way underground, and it only stopped after running at a very fast speed for more than ten minutes.
The elevator doors opened to reveal a massive walkway before them. There were thick official roads on both sides of the walkway, with lamps hanging on top of it.
A three-meter tall robot stood on one side of the walkway.
Red beams shot out of the robot's eyes, which scanned the two machine Saints and beeped as it scanned them.
[Identity scan complete.]
[Defense systems temporarily deactivated.]
"Saints, please come in."
The two machine Saints advanced along the walkway, and the building ahead slowly changed. If Jiang He was here, he would definitely notice …
The underground building was actually a spaceship buried deep beneath the ground.
The technology on the spaceship was very advanced, and the entire machine race's technology was developed based on the spaceship itself.
Just as the two Machine Race Sages entered the spaceship, a figure appeared in the cockpit of the spaceship.
It was not a physical being, but a holographic projection.
He looked like a hunched old man with white hair and a white beard. He was leaning on a crutch, though he had a youthful complexion and the air of an immortal.
This old man was' Zero '.
He was extremely mysterious, and there were few machine race members who had the right to meet him. Outsiders only knew that the machine race's Patriarch was called Zero, but did not know what his true form was.
"Patriarch …"
The two machine Saints bowed.
Zero smiled. "I'm aware of the matter. You do not have to participate in the war between the Three Realms and the Gods and Demons. I will punish the traitors myself."
… …
At the Jie Sect.
At the Biyou Palace.
Jiang He was flipping through the Strengthened Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Esoteric Nine in a secret room, scowling.
He had created the cultivation manual.
But …
Learning it would cost a lot of Farm Points.
Of course, he could cultivate it himself.
At first, Jiang He was brimming with fighting spirit, believing that he finally had the chance to cultivate his own cultivation … but he was cursing after three days.
"It's so hard …"
"I haven't even mastered the first move of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist in three days. I've only scratched the surface of the Nine Secrets Secret."
"From the looks of it, I wouldn't be able to master it even if I cultivated for several thousand years."
"There are three styles of Arts.
The first punch, Six Paths, and the second punch, Reincarnation, cost two hundred billion Farm Points each to master.
Esoteric Paths of the Nine Paths of Paths. of the Paths.
The Paths of the of the Nine Paths of the Of Paths of the Nine Nine Realm.
"At the rate I'm earning Farm Points now … planting one premium-grade immortal item would only earn me five hundred thousand Farm Points. I would need several hundred thousand to master Esoteric Nine and the Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
Hundreds of thousands of top-grade Immortal artifacts?
He reckoned that even if he plundered Jie School, Chan School, the Western Sect, and the Heavenly Courts, he would not be able to gather that much.
"I'll look for a batch of plants that could earn me Farm Points, and once I learn the first style of the Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Esoteric Character of All, I could head out to look for resources."
Right now, the only way to earn Farm Points was to plant mystic treasures and medicinal pellets.
On the other hand, aside from the Western Sect, Jiang He had basically cleared out every mystic treasure and medicinal pellets in the Three Realms.
Of course, the untitled cultivators and lesser factions would have quite a lot of mystic treasures and medicinal pellets, but Jiang He was too lazy to search for them one by one.
Jiang He hence left the secret room, ready to head to the Western Sect to trade with the Two Saints for some medicinal pellets and mystic treasures to plant.
However, just as he walked out of the secret chamber, Daoist Duobao walked over.
"Jiang He … martial uncle."
Daoist Duobao did not waste any time and said, "Something happened."
"What happened?"
Jiang He asked in confusion, raising a brow.
"Nine-five-two-seven has exploded!"
"…"
Jiang He was shocked. "What's going on?"
"I don't know."
The Daoist Duobao flashed a pained smile. "After the three Demi-Saints joined the Jie Sect, I arranged for them to stay at the outer sect … and some of the outer sect disciples even held a welcome feast for them. But this morning, Nine-five-two-seven suddenly blew up while they were drinking, maiming one of our Demi-Saints and three Grand Luo."
"A robot drinking?"
Jiang He frowned and asked, "Could the drinking have short-circuited its organs? No … at Nine-five-two-seven's level of cultivation, what kind of Demi-Saint would it be if normal alcohol could cause such an effect … what did your master say? "
"My master said that it might be the machine patriarch's doing. Strictly speaking, Zero was the one who created the entire machine race, and he has the ability to leave a trap in the bodies of every machine."
Jiang He's expression turned somber at once.
Taking a deep breath, he sighed, "That's a little scary … there are only two Saints among the machine race, and they are not that powerful compared to the hegemonic races of the universe. I had thought that they were pushovers, but now it seems that they would break their teeth."
"What do you mean?"
The Daoist Duobao was taken aback. That description was a little unusual.
Jiang He then explained, "What is a cultivator's ultimate and strongest move?"
"Self-destruct!"
"If a peak Golden Immortal is forced to self-destruct, the force of the explosion could maim or even kill a Grand Luo."
"Even the Nether River Patriarch would be wary if dozens of slaves I groomed blew themselves up at once … a Demi-Saint's self-destruction could kill or wound several Demi-Saints if the timing is right … have you ever thought about how destructive a Saint's self-destruction would be?"
"A Saint's self-destruction?"
The Daoist Duobao was taken aback and exclaimed, "Saints are indestructible. Why would they choose to self-destruct?"
"What if the Machine Clan's Primogenitor can even control the Machine Clan's Saints?"
Jiang He smiled when he saw that the Daoist Duobao was frozen where he was. "Don't worry, it's actually easy to resolve such matters. Just find the machine patriarch and kill him … by the way, come with me to Spirit Mountain. I want to discuss business with the two Saints of the Western Sect."
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