Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm
chapter-417

Chapter 417: Less Than A Dog

Jin Sidao shook his head, gesturing that he had no idea.

Come to think of it, back when he heard about Jiang He’s deal for spirit stones, his reaction had been the same as the Golden Immortal’s.

Only someone kicked in the head by a donkey would do that.

What was up with trading 15,000 spirit stones for 10,000 spirit stones?

After musing to himself for several seconds, Jin Sidao said, “Mister Jiang might have his reasons…”

“Hehe.”

Nearby, a True Immortal sniggered out of the blue and said, “Trading 15,000 spirit stones for 10,000 spirit stones… What other reason could it be other than idiocy?”

“That’s right.”

“What, is he going to plant each immortal crystal and get two immortal crystals from a tree?”

The immortals all laughed derisively at that.

The Golden Immortal laughed as well, but said, “That said, we could work this out.”

Being old and experienced, how could he not understand what Jin Sidao was thinking?

Turning towards the other immortals, he asked, “How many immortal crystals do you have?”

“I have 3,000!”

“I have 2,000!”

“I have eight hundred-ish…”

The many Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals all offered their immortal crystals, pooling 30,000 immortal crystals altogether.

The Golden Immortal then took out 50,000 immortal crystals as well and said, “Here’s a total of 80,000 immortal crystals… That said, this is weird. Jiang He would definitely be no fool after cultivating to his level… we would be losing a lot if he reneges after he gave him all our immortal crystals.”

“Mister Jiang is definitely not like that!”

Jin Sidao vowed. “I swear that by my head!”

“Let’s return to the sect for now. We should plan this out for the long term.”

Whoosh!

Sword lights cut through the skies.

Soon, as the immortals all landed at the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the junior cultivators were all beside themselves in joy. On that day, the mountain archways were brightly lit and decorated in celebration of the immortals’ return, and the party lasted until the evening.

As the disciples gradually dispersed, the Golden Immortal called Jin Sidao to him, and they had a long conversation that lasted late into the night before Jin Sidao finally left.

Early next morning, he took to the skies on his sword and left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, heading straight toward Lingzhou City.

He landed outside Jiang He’s gates in moments.

Dumbo received him in its baggy flowery pants, standing on its rear legs while gnawing on a toothpick. Studying Jin Sidao with its shining canine eyes from head to toe, it laughed, “Ah, if it isn’t Brother Dragon Abyss… why are you this early? Do you have business with my master?”

However, Jin Sidao was not upset at all even after being called ‘brother’ by a dog.

It was Jiang He’s dog, after all.

Being a Mahayana daemon, its cultivation did not lose out by much to his own.

Most importantly, the seemingly stupid dog had Immortal Qi swirling around him and radiant emanating away from his body. He most certainly had quite a few immortal items, and Jin Sidao might not be able to beat it in a real fight.

“Sigh!”

Jin Sidao sighed lengthily.

As the saying goes, comparing yourself to others would only frustrate you to death… but does that necessarily mean comparing yourself to a dog would not frustrate you to death?

Most demi-immortal items could be used as a sect’s patron treasure, while Jiang He was giving it to his dog as if they were toys… Moreover, according to the information he received back when he gathered information on Jiang He, this dog had not started cultivating for a year.

Moreover, it was a plain and ordinary dog from a plain bloodline, which was absolutely envying that it could reach Mahayana in just a year.

“When a person gains Dao, even their chickens and dogs would take to the skies!”

Those words appeared in Jin Sidao’s head unwittingly.

After a few words with Dumbo, Jin Sidao told it why it came, only for Dumbo to say, “You’re early. My master has always had trouble sleeping and tends to sleep for a long time. Moreover, he did not sleep for three days and nights to prepare his ambush against those immortals, and would probably wake up at noon.”

Three days and nights?

Wouldn’t elites of Jiang He’s level be able to go sleepless for three hundred years?

Jin Sidao was taken aback, though he soon put on a smiling face and said, “It’s fine. I’ll just have to wait a little longer.”

Hence, he ended up waiting for one day and one night.

It was only until nine o’clock the next morning that Jiang He woke up. He washed up and headed downstairs where he received Jin Sidao, smiling, “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. The battle two days ago took a serious toll on my spirt, and I would only recover with sufficient sleep.”

Jin Sidao was dumbstruck.

He appeared weirded out.

At Jiang He’s level of cultivation, any burden on spirit was absolutely frightening, since it could wound the roots of one’s Dao if it was serious case.

What good was sleeping in such situations?

Still, Jin Sidao was not stupid enough to say those words, and instead said, “Your health is indeed important, Mister Jiang.”

“It’s fine. I’ve recovered after sleeping for so long.”

Jiang He was a little emotional as he sighed. “I remember how I created a secret Yuan Spirit technique before I condensed my Yuan Spirit, and it was so terrible then—I could use that technique twice at most before I was left feeling faint and very sleepy. Now, I’ve infused it into my new sword skills and can use it freely with each sword strike, so I can hold on now even after unleashing thousands of sword strikes.”

Jin Sidao’s mouth hung open.

A Golden Pellet cultivator creating a secret Yuan Spirit technique?

What else could it be other than a tall tale?

“By the way, what’s the matter? Have you gathered any immortal crystals?”

Jiang He asked then.

Jin Sidao flashed a pained smile at that. “I’m really sorry, Mister Jiang, but I have not accomplished what you entrusted me to do.”

“What?”

Jiang He frowned an asked, “Could the returning immortals be poor? Do they not have immortal crystals? No… I managed to gather almost 20,000 immortal crystals from the Green Hill Foxes’ True Immortals, and reasonably speaking, those stones must be a consumable on the celestial battlefield… they might be rare, but surely not the extent that they would not have any, yes?”

If he would not be obtaining any immortal crystals…

It would be over for him.

Jiang He had calculated that cultivating the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword to mastery would at least cost him 150 billion Farm Points. It was an astronomical number that, without loads of immortal crystals, would be a pipe dream.

And aside from the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword, the Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword needed substantial farm points for leveling as well. Moreover, his own abilities were improving so quickly that the arrays he could create before were not keeping up, and required both revamping as well as cultivation.

“There are… my ancestral master and my sect elders had brought many immortal crystals, but…”

Jin Sidao hesitated for a moment and studied Jiang He for a while, before saying, “They are afraid of being unable to recoup their immortal crystals if they offered too many at once…”

“I understand.”

Jiang He realized what it meant instantly and smiled. “I had indeed overlooked the matter… How about this? I’ll give you 500,000 immortal crystals as a startup capital.”

“Five hundred thousand?”

Jin Sidao’s heart was pounding wildly, and he took out a pile of immortal crystals with a wave of his hand, saying, “Here’s the 10,000 immortal crystals that my ancestral master has left with me.”

Clearly, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s Golden immortal was still wary about Jiang He.

That was why he would first offer a small sum of immortal crystals and see Jiang He’s response. If Jiang He intended to rob them, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect could afford losing ten thousand immortal crystals.

Jiang He waved, collecting the 10,000 immortal crystals in front of Jin Sidao and throwing 15,000 immortal crystals to him in return.

Inwardly, he was absolutely delighted!

Spending fifteen thousand immortal crystals to earn ten thousand immortal crystals? Was it a loss or a profit?

Nonsense!

It was certainly a profit, and a major one at that!

He would gain immortal crystals by planting. Though he could not use the ones grown as seeds, that was not the case for the 10,000 immortal crystals he bought. Once planted, not only would he gain Farm Points for the profit…

Getting a hundred immortal crystals out of one was a huge net profit, was it not?