Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm
Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm - Chapter 328: Making an Inventory of the Spoi

Chapter 328: Making an Inventory of the Spoils, a Great Harvest

“But…”

Elder Mo asked hesitantly despite his chieftain’s staunchness, “Chieftain, I’ve already spoken…”

“You said it, not me.”

His eyes closed whilst sitting cross-legged, the Taixu Sect chieftain answered flatly, “You could be a part of it if you want to.”

You are too much, chieftain! Was I not merely passing your word?

You even said stuff like ‘Jiang He is extraordinary and holds an inestimable future’, and then deny it in the blink of an eye?

Now, that kid had killed Zhong Wanshan, Hong Shanze, and the True Habitant of Scarlet Sun. The deadly grudge between him and those two immortal sects was never going to be resolved unless one is wiped out.

“What a shame.”

Elder Mo lamented, “Jiang He’s future was inestimable, but he could not sheathe his blade. After he has killed Zhong Wanshan, Hong Shanze, and the True Habitant of Scarlet Sun along with many Yuan Spirit elders, both sects would not hold back in their hunt for him. What a shame, what a shame…”

He sighed a few times, and was rather emotional.

In Elder Mo’s opinion… Jiang He would not have much chance of surviving if the two immortal sects really sent their elites.

Though Elder Mo himself did not know how powerful the two sect’s forces were, he had a vague idea based on the Taixu Sect’s own forces.

Right now, aside from the chieftain and eight elders, they also had dozens of disciples that they had taken in over the last two hundred years.

There were also several secluded Mahayana cultivators and handfuls of Convergence-tier as well as Sufferance-tier cultivators.

Though the Penglai Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were a class below the Taixu Sect, they would not fall short by much.

Still, the Taixu Sect chieftain opened his eyes then and smiled. “That might not be certain… prodigies don’t die that easily, and there are many in the profane realm who carry great destiny with the looming tides of chaos. They would be key figures in the coming calamity and would not be lost so soon.”

“How would Jiang He survive if the two sects mobilize their Sufferance-tier elites?”

Elder Mo was half-convinced and half-doubtful.

On the other hand, the Taixu Sect chieftain mused. “With Jiang He having set a death grudge among both immortal sects now, we are definitely unable to mediate and resolve their differences. However, we could convey some friendly gestures… Elder Mo, keep an eye out on the movement of both sects. You could pass certain information to Jiang He, and just remember not to be noticed by the people from those sects.

“That would be simple.”

Elder Mo smiled confidently. “I have several good friends in those two sects and I would just have to ask a little vaguely when the time comes.”

Soon, Elder Mo returned to his residence.

After thinking about it, he took out his jade charm and had a ‘friendly’ conversation with his friends for both sects, asking indirect questions about their sect’s movement.

Soon, he realized that both sects were shaking with rage!

Almost in the instant that Zhong Wanshan, Hong Shanze, the True Habitant of Scarlet Sun and the others were killed, both sects were informed of their deaths with a place similar to a soul shrine, and even their elites who were confining themselves were shocked.

Later, Elder Mo received a new piece of news.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect had dispatched a Sufferance-tier elite who had weathered six calamities. The man’s Daoist title was Thousand Swords Daoist and he was incredibly powerful, being Zhong Wanshan’s senior, even old enough to be his grandfather if ranked by age.

The Penglai Sect were even more fearsome, as they sent out an elite with seven-calamities.

“Gasp!”

“The Thousand Sword Daoist of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the True Habitant of Forgotten Love, hailing from the Penglai Sect. Even the chieftains from immortal sects would have to back down if they work together… Jiang He is so dead!”

Elder Mo could not help inhaling sharply.

After some thought, he quickly took out his jade charm to send word to Jiang He.

However, he realized that he could not reach him.

It was basically similar to ‘the number you have dialed is not within the service area.’

Still, Elder Mo was not concerned and activated the ‘leave a message function,’ then told Jiang He about the Thousand Sword Daoist as well as the True Habitant of Forgotten Love.

***

Meanwhile, Jiang He was at his farm, making an inventory of his spoils.

He arranged the nine corpses into a single row.

That consisted of Zhong Wanshan, Hong Shanze, and the True Habitant of Scarlet Sun, along with six full-fledged Yuan Spirit cultivators from both sects.

“Two flying swords, one fire-type, and one water-type, both inferior-grade sage weapons… Zhong Wanshan is so poor.” Jiang He complained—a Convergence-tier elite and the vice-chieftain of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect did not even possess a mediocre-grade sage item… eh?

Jiang He’s gaze twitched then.

It turns out that Zhong Wanshan actually had one mediocre-grade sage item: a combat armor, although he did not identify it immediately after the thunderbolts left it shattered and charred.

“Very good, very good!”

Jiang He was overjoyed. It did not matter that the item was broken, since it would be restored after he planted it. Moreover, he had promised a superior-grade defensive sage item and a superior-grade sage weapon in exchange for the moon of the Taixu Sect. While he planned to build those himself…

Now, it seems that there was no need to go through such trouble.

“Most importantly, I can wear that combat armor for now before exchanging the moon, since it would boost my defense quite well.”

Moreover, aside from the two flying swords and combat armor, Zhong Wanshan’s Spatial Ring was overflowing with treasures.

There were eighteen hundred spirit stones, with seventeen hundred being mediocre-grade and the remaining hundred premium-grade.

In addition to that, there were a dozen inferior-grade soul items, four mediocre-grade soul items, and one premium grade-soul items, three of which were combat armors while the rest were flying swords.

As for the medicinal pellets, Jiang He, the master of pellet refining, had no idea what any of them specifically were.

Still, he did recognize one type: the spirit condensation pellets, though Zhong Wanshan had just three of those.

“The grade of the other medicinal pellets are lower, but it makes sense. In the end, Zhong Wanshan is the vice-chieftain of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, so he would occasionally have to reward his disciples and the like…”

Jiang He then made an inventory.

If he planted Zhong Wanshan’s possessions, it would at least earn him over twenty million Farm Points.

The 1,700 mediocre-grade spirit stones alone would earn him seventeen million Farm Points. With his farm having leveled up, the earnings from planting inferior-grade spirit stones was too low, though planting mediocre-grade spirit stones would earn him ten thousand Farm Points apiece.

As for the superior-grade spirit stones…

Jiang He had not planted those before.

“If one superior-grade spirit stone earns me a hundred thousand Farm Points, Zhong Wanshan’s collection alone would earn me over thirty million Farm Points!”

Jiang He’s heart was racing.

Now that is more like a vice-chieftain.

Would he not make a killing if he killed the chieftain of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

And would it get any better if he plundered that sect’s treasure vault?

“I’m rich, I’m rich…”

“With over thirteen million Farm Points now, I could instantly ascend as a full-fledged Convergence-tier after completing my Yuan Spirit cultivation. That said, the spoils from these people just might push my cultivation further, ascending past full-fledged Convergence-tier to Sufferance!”