“Then what about the Dragon-Elephant Prajna?”
“I heard that you used it back at the Diamond Sect, causing a minor conflict with the disciples of the Diamond Sect?”
Wang Hou could not help asking while staring at Jiang He. “Did you develop Dragon-Elephant Prajna by watching movies and tv dramas too?”
“Not quite.”
For some reason, Wang Hou breathed a sigh of relief at Jiang He’s answer. Nonetheless, he looked weirded out in the next second as Jiang He continued, “The Dragon-Elephant Prajna was not developed that way, but by inspiration gained from martial arts novel. However after I saw the real Dragon-Elephant Prajna, I realized that I missed something in my development, although that’s not a big deal.”
It was certainly a little blunder on Jiang He’s part since he misunderstood what ‘dragon-elephant’ actually meant. Nonetheless, it was fortunate that the Dragon-Elephant Prajna he actually developed was a class above, or he would definitely die from embarrassment.
The scene was abruptly silent once again.
Wang Hou did not even want to talk to Jiang He now.
Are you even human?
Forget developing cultivation methods from movies and tv dramas—martial arts novels too?
Jiang He was frowning at the trio’s weird looks as well.
Were they doubting that he had ‘created’ cultivation methods on his own?
While it was hard to demonstrate a technique like the Twenty-Three Swords, but it was alright when it comes to the Dragon-Elephant Prajna. Hence, as Jiang He qi stirred and his revamped Dragon-Elephant Prajna erupted, a dragon’s roar and an elephant’s trumpeting echoed while the silhouette of a godly dragon and elephant circled his head.
“Look—this is the Dragon-Elephant Prajna I develop which I’ve also cultivated up to the seventh tier… Eh? Tier eleven?”
Jiang He suddenly expressed his surprise even as he spoke, when he realized that his Dragon-Elephant Prajna was somehow tier eleven? Still, he got the answer soon with some thought, since his physique and qi improved considerably when he leveled up the Nine Stars Heavenly Body Formula, which leveled up the Dragon-Elephant Prajna as well.
The trio all stared at Jiang He’s demonstration, completely ignoring Jiang He’s expression of surprise.
And that look left all three in shock.
“Jiang He, why is your Dragon-Elephant Prajna… so unusual?” Wang Hou asked.
After all, he had come to blows against the Diamond Sect disciples after visiting it twice in recent years. That was why he was very familiar with the Dragon-Elephant Prajna, and he exclaimed in surprise, “Mastery of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna would materialize the figure of a dragon-elephant once used… but this?”
Jiang He muttered in slight embarrassment, “I did say that it was my blunder, because I misunderstood what ‘dragon-elephant’ meant.”
“But that’s not a big deal, and my Dragon-Elephant Prajna proved stronger than the Diamond Sect’s… look, at tier eleven, my physique could match divine-conversion martial artists and the Diamond Sect’s which has only thirteen-tiers. Moreover, my version is upgraded up to eighteen tiers, and when I mastered it up to that level, I think I could blow up the likes of Minister Wang… I mean, the Golden-Winged Roc with a single slap.”
Wang Hou: “…”
Was he hearing this right?
Jiang He wants to blow him up with a single slap?
Suddenly remembering Jiang He’s data, Wang Hou asked, “If I remember correctly, you’ve also learned the Shaolin temple’s Indestructible Diamond and the Guo Clan’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms…”
“Guo Clan?”
Jiang He’s eyes twitched and he laughed. “Those two cultivation methods were found online, and cultivated after a little adjustment.”
Then, Jiang He demonstrated his Indestructible Diamond and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
What the heck!
Clenching his teeth, Wang Hou decided that he did not want to continue this conversation.
In turn, Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief since Wang Hou stopped pressing him.
It was best if there were no questions!
They would reach form techniques if they asked any further.
And he was really reluctant to mention the name ‘Blind Princess’s Eight Practices’.
As their conversation continued elsewhere, Wang Hou suddenly said, “I’m afraid the delicate balance between humans and Ferals would be offset once word of today’s incident spreads. Elder Luchan, Master Dong, may I ask that you gentlemen stand watch and prevent unrest amongst the Ferals?”
“Agreed.”
Both Dong Haichuan and Yang Luchan agreed without hesitation.
Wang Hou then turned towards Jiang He and requested, “Would you help stand guard over Mount Dadong as well, Mister Jiang?”
Jiang He nodded in approval as well, but regretted it right after he did that.
That was so troublesome.
With the Graywolf King occupying Mount Dadong, and would he not have to repel that vermin every single day?
“Eh?”
Jiang He’s eyes lit up out of the blue, suddenly getting an idea!
Elites were stationed on Mount Dadong in fear that the vermin on that peak would stir trouble… but what if it was killed?
“But killing the Graywolf King alone wouldn’t be enough. After all, aside from that vermin, there are still many powerful Ferals up there. I therefore have to kill every Feral on Mount Dadong so there’s no worry about the Ferals of Mount Dadong starting trouble, and when that’s done, I could stay at home in peace, farming and sunbathing.”
Naturally, Wang Hou was not aware of what Jiang He was thinking.
He bowed and offered the other three men a fist-palm salute in gratitude, and then added, “Jiang He, the 100 Orirocks and the Sword-Will Barrenwort you asked for is ready. I’ll have Deputy Zhou send it to you personally after I return.”
With that, he was the first to leave.
Yang Luchan was the next to leave, whereas Dong Haichuan and Jiang He had a chat, with the former chuckling, “Are you returning to Lingzhou City, Mister Jiang? What a coincidence, I’m going to visit my grand-disciple on the way as well.”
“Very well, let’s go together!”
They hence took the air and flew towards Lingzhou City, arriving soon enough.
Dong Haichuan sought out Cheng Dongfeng after they reached the city, who was shocked and quickly bowed down in greeting.
At the same time, he had so many questions—why would Jiang He be with his elder master?
Cheng Dongfeng was about to ask for Duan Tianhe and Ji Dongxu as well, but Dong Haichuan smiled. “That’s unnecessary, I’m just coming by to look at you since I’m passing by. Your cultivation is not bad, Little Feng… aren’t you almost rank-eight?”
“grand-master… could you not call me Little Feng when others are around? It sounds as if I’m a eunuch!”
“Buster!”
Dong Haichuan promptly slapped Cheng Dongfeng at the back of his head, barking, “Who’s ‘others’ here? Jiang He and I may have met for the first time, but it’s like we’ve known each other forever and bosom buddies. Call him grand-master in the future!”
“Eh??”
Cheng Dongfeng’s eyes bulged.
Jiang He, on the other hand, quickly waved him off. “There’s no need for that. I’ve known Master Cheng for a long time, and it’s awkward if he called me grand-master. We could still be equals in the future.”
“No way!”
Dong Haichuan went straight to the point, saying, “He must. Moreover, whoever is ahead gains seniority when it comes to martial arts. With your cultivation now, it is only right for Little Feng to call you grand-master.”
Despair filling his face, Cheng Dongfeng put fist to palm and mumbled, “grand-master.”
Dong Haichuan laughed out loud, saying, “Good, good… anyway, Jiang He, I believe there would be some chain reaction after what happened today as Minister Wang had put it. I need to return as soon as I could—by the way, Little Feng here had a hard life, and only he alone is left in the Cheng clan of the Eight Trigrams. I hope you could keep watch over him.”
What the…
Cheng Dongfeng had the impulse to curse.
Was his own grand-master that unreliable?
It was so rare for him to come by Lingzhou City, and he would throw him to the dogs?
Even as his seniority points dropped instantly, Cheng Dongfeng felt his life turn dark right then.
Most importantly, having Jiang He watch over him? Hah! I would thank you as long as you didn’t cause our deaths!
“That’s only natural.”
Jiang He nodded in approval, but suddenly remembered…
Now that Cheng Dongfeng called him grand-master, shouldn’t he give him a greeting gift?
After some thought, Jiang He took out two empty bottles from his System Backpack and handed them to Cheng Dongfeng, saying, “I don’t have anything to give you now, Little Feng, but after having seen you pick up the bottles last time, I’ll give you these instead. And just tell me if you’re broke next time, how much are these bottles worth anyway?”
“…”
Dong Haichuan’s mouth twitched even as he was about to leave.
Are those…
Bottles?
When it comes to mineral bottles… it would not be worth much money even if accumulated by the truckloads, would it?
And yet, Cheng Dongfeng was delighted.
He glanced at the bottle in Jiang He’s hand…
It was not fully finished, and there were quite a lot of Origin Fluid left in it, with more than ten drops in each bottle. Accepting them in glee, all his melancholy disappeared from his face as he grinned. “Could you give me every bottle you’ve finished in the future too, grand-master?”
Dong Haichuan: “…”
His entire being was stumped.
Was his grand-disciple wrong in the brain?
It was true that Cheng Dongfeng was a money-grubber, but he’s always had his principles to govern himself.
But now… he’s not even sparing empty mineral water bottles?
Nonetheless, when Dong Haichuan’s spirit swept through the two bottles, his face dropped as he exclaimed in surprise, “What the heck, Origin Fluid?”
