Going to the celestial battlefield?
Invited by Yu Yuan’s patriarch?
Could it be the Grandmaster of Heaven?
Jiang He frowned.
The Grandmaster of Heaven knew about him? Moreover, knowing was one thing—he was actually inviting Jiang He to the celestial battlefield as well?
Beside him, Wang Hou was utterly shocked and asked uncertainly, “Your patriarch is the Grandmaster of Heaven, is he not? He knows about Jiang He and I?”
“Of course.”
Yu Yuan smiled. “Word of your feats on the homeworld have spread to the celestial battlefield, and my patriarch is quite interested in you two, therefore inviting you to the Jie Sect as our guests.”
Becoming guests of the Jie Sect?
They want to recruit me and Wang Hou into their sect, don’t they?
“Brother, there are many things waiting to be done here at the homeworld. If I leave, every effort before will be wasted.”
Wang Hou mused to himself for three seconds before refusing rather courteously.
Jiang He, however, was much more direct—
“Nope!”
Scowling, he directly refused without a word of explanation.
Running off to the celestial battlefield, joining the Jie Sect?
It may be a remarkably charming idea for other immortals… but not for Jiang He.
He had been working hard to farm day in and day out to the point that his sleeping hours was all mixed up ever since he started cultivating.
And for what?
Was it not so that he could goof off, and could eat or sleep whatever he wanted, and bring his maids on trips around the worlds and stars when he had free time? Was it not so that farming in the future could be whimsical, so that he could plant whatever he wanted…
Lately, he had been planting immortal crystals, mystic treasures, and spirit medicine every day to quickly improve his abilities and cultivation… and he was almost getting sick of it!
He wanted to plant some flowers and fruits that he liked too!
Yu Yuan appeared taken aback, as if being refused had never crossed his mind. “I have a general idea of what my patriarch intends… he would accept you into our sect, and we would all be third-generation disciples of the Jie Sect and you two would be my fellow disciples.”
Once again, Wang Hou declined respectfully, while Jiang He laughed coldly. “Your Jie Sect is known for your ten thousand immortals, and there are plenty of second-generation immortals, let alone third. Anyway, I am unmatched here on Earth, so why would I go to the Jie Sect to prostrate myself as if I had nothing better to do?”
“Alright!”
“You’ve told us what you wanted and you had your tea. Dumbo, see him off!”
Jiang He waved his hand impatiently.
Bow-wow!
A dog’s barking echoed from outside the door.
Dumbo opened the mansion door and entered, walking on its two rear legs while wearing baggy pants and a pair of aviator glasses. It gestured invitingly at Yu Yuan, who snorted coolly and left, flinging his sleeves!
After Yu Yuan left, Jiang He grumpily drank his Tea of Enlightenment before smashing the cup on the table, cursing, “What the f*ck?”
Third-generation disciple?
I might not even be interested in second-generation disciple!
Still, Wang Hou chuckled bitterly. “The Jie Sect did have good intentions. At the very least, Yu Yuan was not being overbearing and treated us as equals without putting on airs.”
“That’s only because I earned his respect after I sent him flying with a single strike.”
Wang Hou was dumbstruck.
After giving a brief summary of what had happened, Jiang He’s brow suddenly twitched and he asked, “Minister Wang, do you think we should…”
Lowering his voice down to a whisper and putting up a fearsome look, he made a sliding gesture over his own neck.
“No, absolutely not!”
Wang Hou quickly exclaimed in shock. “Yu Yuan is a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect, and I heard from the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist that their elites are protective toward their juniors and their disciples show solidarity. Once provoked, you would be facing several, even dozens of their elites… we don’t have any grudges against Yu Yuan either, so it’s unnecessary to cause more trouble for ourselves.”
Pausing, Wang Hou added somberly, “Moreover, the patriarch of the Jie Sect is a Saint.”
Jiang He nodded in agreement.
Even so, he was feeling uncertain inwardly.
Yu Yuan appeared to be reasonable, but one could never tell what a person is thinking… who knew his actual true face?
He first sent Yu Yuan flying with a single strike, then directly refused his invitation and sent him packing unceremoniously. Would Yu Yuan really not hold a grudge against him?
After seeing Wang Hou off, Jiang He sat on his sofa, becoming unsettled the more he thought about it.
“No!”
“I must find Yu Yuan and make things clear!”
“If he wouldn’t blame me, fine. If he does and is ready to blindside me, I don’t have to be reasonable toward him.” As the thought occurred to him, Jiang He’s eyes shifted to his System’s stats panel.
[Name: Jiang He]
[Cultivation: Immortal Path—full-fledged Golden Immortal; Martial Arts—Void-tier)]
[Ability: Royal Sword, fire]
[Martial Arts Cultivation: Indestructible Diamond (Mastery), Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (Mastery), Strengthened Nine Yang Technique (Mastery), Ninefold Thunderblade (Mastery), Dragon-Elephant Prajna (Mastery), Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula (Mastery), Three Thousand Calamities (Mastery) Twenty-Three Swords (Mastery), Scripture of Chaos Thundersword (Mastery), Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword (Mastery).]
[Arrays: Nameless Sword Array (Mastery), Great Nine Heavens Array of Dragon Sealing, Nine Heavens Thunderflame Array, Earthen Black Tortoise Array, Ten Thousand Phenomenon Array.]
[Owned Land: 100 Mu]
[Farm Level: 6 (EXP 5000000/5000000)]
[System Backpack: 36 boxes]
[System Shop: Unlocked]
[Farm Points: 1.3 trillion]
“1.3 trillion Farm points… That’s enough for me to cultivate my Dao to full-fledged Grand Luo, though I can’t improve my enlightenment toward the Secret Art of the Chaos Thundersword to the same level.”
Jiang He was a little disappointed.
He had too few Farm Points.
He had a lot of immortal crystals, treasures, and spirit pellets right now to plant and earn Farm Points from, but the problem was that his Farm was only a hundred Mu while his mansion, purple bamboo forest, fake mountains, and other scenic objects occupied over thirty of that. With only around sixty Mu of ground to plant, not to mention that the number of immortal crystals that could be planted were limited to batches, he had difficulty converting everything to Farm Points.
Though he had fulfilled the requirements needed to level up his farm, which meant it would increase in size up to ten times, the Farm Points earned from planting immortal crystals would be greatly reduced. That was why Jiang He intended to convert all immortal crystals he had to Farm Points before leveling up his farm.
“I can’t panic this early…”
“I’ll have to talk to Yu Yuan first.”
“I would keep hoarding Farm Points if he is reasonable, and I could finish planting the immortal crystals and earn as much Farm Points I can in ten days at most, hence improving the Secret of the Chaos Thundersword…”
“If he proves unreasonable, I will level up the Scripture of the Chaos Thundersword right in front of him and ascend up to full-fledged Grand Luo. I wouldn’t have to be afraid of him then.”
Yes!
That was decided.
Jiang He had always been the proactive type.
After making his decision, he went upstairs for a bath and then had dinner before going to sleep. Waking up the next day, he did not even bother to wash his face and told Boa Hancock, who was preparing breakfast downstairs, “I’m going out for an errand. I’ll have breakfast when I get back.”
***
Meanwhile, at Xibei, the Shaan-Gan border, amidst the chains of mountains, there stood a palace emanating immortal light. Within, Yu Yuan was drinking with Lü Dongbin, Iron Crutch Li, and the other Golden Immortals.
Female immortals of different cultivations were dancing in front of them lightly and elegantly, with some being Heavenly Immortals and others True Immortals.
