Golden light shone dazzlingly within the Farm.
Jiang He's figure slowly took form amidst it.
His flesh, bones, innards, tendons, and every other bodily structure were regenerating … the process lasted for three days and three nights before the golden light faded.
"Phew …"
Jiang He slowly opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh, muttering in lingering fear, "It's so scary … if I didn't have my Farm with me and had sent a strand of my soul and a drop of blood essence into it right away, I would have died without a doubt!"
Of course.
It was thanks to Jiang He's mastery in martial arts and his cultivation up to Eternal-Tier, as well as his possession of a heaven-defying substance like Eternal-Golden Radiance. Otherwise, it would have taken him at least dozens of thousands of years to recover with just a strand of his soul and a drop of blood essence.
He then extended his senses over his own body.
"My physique and cultivation are probably equal to Heavenly Immortals, but it wouldn't be hard to recover since my cultivation is still there."
Taking out a handful of immortal pellets, Jiang He began to chew them like candy.
The immortal pellets were of different grades, but their effects were similar, and they were all medicinal pellets that restored immortal strength. After taking a few mouthfuls, Jiang He found it too slow, and so waved his hand to take out every medicinal pellet in one of the Spatial Rings.
There was no telling how many there were, but Jiang He was not bothered to count them all. Shooting out a strand of immortal strength, he swept up the medicinal pellets and rapidly refined them.
His cultivation, which had dropped to Heavenly Immortal, rapidly climbed, and soon reached True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Grand Luo …
After reaching Grand Luo, the rate of improvement slowed even with the oceanic medicinal pellets.
"Well …"
Jiang He was rather surprised. "I'm refining medicinal pellets as if they don't cost anything, but my cultivation is still so slow. It would take me at least a dozen hours to reach full-fledged Grand Luo … wouldn't those Grand Luo who cultivate by absorbing the energy of the world take centuries to reach full-fledged Grand Luo from novice to full-fledged Grand Luo?"
That was clearly impossible.
It was normal for Grand Luo elites to be stuck at a bottleneck for thousands, tens of thousands of years, or even dozens of thousands of years. How could their cultivation improve if their Dao could not be improved?
"I wonder if the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor have left …"
Jiang He thought.
Being inside his Farm, he could only sense that the cosmic dust that was his Farm had turned into had been sent flying hundreds of millions of kilometers away by the shockwaves from the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor's attacks. Jiang He did not dare to sense what was happening outside, afraid that the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor would camp his corpse.
"The Sages of the Three Realms won't sit idly by when the God Emperor and Demon Emperor ambushed me … I'll ignore them for now. Improving myself is more important!"
Jiang He thought to himself and seethed through clenched teeth, "I'm not letting the Gods and Demons off the hook this time!"
It didn't matter if they couldn't defeat the God Emperor or the Demon Emperor. At worst, they could just launch a sneak attack.
I'll go to the God Realm and the Devil Realm every day to cause trouble … Then I'll create another batch of False Overgods, plant a batch of foreign experts, and throw them into the God Realm and the Devil Realm to self-destruct … Isn't that annoying enough?
Meanwhile, Dumbo, Trumbo, and the others were busy planting the resources they had plundered from Sura.
Hu Mei and the other maids stayed by Jiang He's side.
"Go cook."
Jiang He said, rising to his feet. "Ever since I came to the celestial battlefield, I've been eating immortal delicacies every day and I'm sick of it … let's make some dumplings."
After dismissing the maids, Jiang He refined immortal pellets to recover his cultivation while taking out a golden, shiny shovel to dig a hole on a marked piece of land.
There were four fragments of the God-Killing Spear planted there.
It was a pity that the Farm's level was too low or the God-Killing Spear fragments were too broken.
Now that he had gathered all seven fragments, Jiang He dug them out and replanted them.
After that, he waited for around thirty minutes.
"There's no movement … it seems that the God-Killing Spear fragments weren't too broken, but because the Farm's level is too low."
Jiang He realized with a start.
He turned to look at the dozens of graves at a corner of the Farm.
Buried within those graves were the corpses of the Gods, Demons, and their vassal races that had hunted him before … as well as the Demi-Saints' corpses and Chaos creatures that could match Demi-Saints, which Jiang He had asked for from the Three Realms.
Unfortunately …
Like the God-Killing Spear, it did not grow either.
"Demi-Saint corpses, immortal treasures, immortal materials … and the flesh of a Saint."
After fiddling around for a while, Jiang He took out all the materials he needed to level up his Farm. The most eye-catching of them all was naturally the arm that emanated a Holy aura.
It was the arm of Lord Swelling Sky of the Gods, and Jiang He had immediately stored it in his Void Storage after cutting it off.
"Tut, tut …"
Jiang He stared at the arm to find that its flesh was squirming and showing signs of taking form. Most curious of all, there was a faint consciousness slowly taking shape over the arm.
"As expected of a Saint, even a single arm is so powerful … if I leave it alone, it would probably turn into a powerful special being …"
Sighing emotionally, Jiang He reached out and wiped away the faint consciousness from the arm before digging a hole and burying the arm along with the pile of immortal materials and Demi-Saint corpses.
All of a sudden, a curious energy began to spread, and a mechanical System Notification jingled in Jiang He's head —
[Ding!]
[Farm level requirements met. Would you like to level up immediately, Host?]
[Yes], [No]?
A dialog box then popped up before Jiang He's eyes.
[Yes]
Jiang He made his choice with a single thought.
Kaboom!
A dull rumble that only Jiang He could hear exploded in his head, and all he felt was a throbbing pain in his head —
"What the hell!"
His vision darkened, and he fell stiffly to the ground, unconscious.
"Master …"
Dumbo cried out and lunged at him.
The maids crowded around him in a hurry as well.
However, they soon sensed the abnormality. The special energy produced by the farm leveling up actually made them each have a kind of enlightenment. The Daoist Rhymes around them rippled, and they were all forced into a state of enlightenment.
In that very moment, Jiang He, the farm owner, had fallen unconscious, whereas Dumbo, Trumbo, the Cloudscraper Vine, the many maids, and the other crops were engulfed by the special energy generated from the farm leveling up. All of them were enlightened, and their cultivation improved at a visible rate.
At the same time, the graves in the Farm began to shine with divine radiance.
The corpses of the Demi-Saints and Chaos creatures buried in the graves were quickly transformed into a strange energy. The energy took root and sprouted, turning into a stone coffin. Within the stone coffin, more figures were born.
The immortal items and medicinal pellets that Dumbo and the others had just plucked from Sura grew wildly, ripening in seconds.
The fragments of the Gods-Slaying Spear, which had been planted for more than half a month without any movement, also began to emit a dazzling divine light. Within the divine light, there were illusions of blood-colored spears. If one counted carefully, there were actually as many as seven spears.
There was no telling how much time had passed, but it also felt like a split second.
Kaboom!
There was a dull thud.
The skies of the Farm abruptly split apart, the stars in the skies exploding and the land collapsing. The entire Farm was soon reduced to chaos.
…
A month later.
Somewhere in space around four hundred light years away from the celestial battlefield —
The area of space was in utter chaos. Every star and asteroid within ten light years had been reduced to cosmic dust following the battle between the Saints a month ago.
Dimensional storms were raging in outer space, with the shockwaves of various godly techniques clashing from time to time, erupting with frightening auras.
However, there were many cultivators beyond the chaotic space.
Most of these cultivators came from the Three Realms, but there were also some experts from neutral races. Apart from admiring the ruins of the Holy War, they also came here with the hope that they could comprehend the Dao runes left behind by the Saints and gain something.
It was said that a Golden Immortal had gained enlightenment here seven days ago and cultivated up to Grand Luo, while another Grand Luo became a Demi-Saint.
As a result, more and more practitioners rushed to this place one after another.
Meanwhile, at the center of the chaotic space …
A chaotic space appeared out of thin air.
It was pitch-black amidst the chaos.
Hence, Jiang He slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, his gaze filled with confusion.
"Why did I faint?"
"Where am I?"
"What the hell, my Farm … hold on …"
"My cultivation …"
He ascended???
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