Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm Chapter 572 - How Do Superior Beings Usually Entertain Themselves?

Chapter 572: How Do Superior Beings Usually Entertain Themselves?

Riding atop the blue ox, Taishang Laojun was between laughter and tears.

Sighing, he said, “I don’t mean to rebuke you. All I want is for you to keep a low profile while you cultivate, and take some time off to visit the depths of Chaos… but now that seems impossible.”

“What’s wrong?”

Jiang He was perplexed. “I could have gone to the depths of Chaos anytime I wanted. What danger could there possibly be?”

“I had hidden your presence from the will of fate—the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor would only be able to see your death no matter what divination they make.”

“However, there is no hiding your attack on the Insectoids’ domain.”

Taishang Laojun then cast Jiang He a look of suspicion and surprise before saying, “That being said, the power you’ve shown today is unbelievable… You are an equal match for average Saints even if you had yet to become Saint, which is why I’m sure you would match even the best Saints once you become one!”

“And do you think the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor would let you grow?”

Certainly not.

Do you even need to ask?

Jiang He retorted in his head.

Those two morons had attacked last time, and he’d be dead if they get their hands on him again.

But all it would take was just to deny them the chance.

The universe was endlessly vast, and not even Saints could cross countless constellation instantly… Just like today, could the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor catch up if he moved a little faster?

Still, Jiang He had a flash of inspiration then and whispered, “Brother… since the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor want me dead, why don’t we use that to set a trap and kill them instead?”

“You’re worried that they would ambush me in the depths of Chaos, yes? You could bring along the Primeval Lord of Heaven and the Grandmaster of Heaven to wait at the depths of Chaos, and I’ll lure the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor toward you, kill them all in one stroke. Does it get any better?”

As for the agreement between Saints…

The Three Realms would be the sole authority left with the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor dead. Wouldn’t what they say go?

Unable to decide if he should laugh or cry, Taishang Laojun sighed and said, “Did you think the G.o.d Emperor and the Demon Emperor can be killed so easily? Moreover, I can’t leave the normal realms right now.”

“Oh?”

Jiang He’s gaze twitched and he asked in confusion, “You can’t leave? Is there some sort of restraint?”

Taishang Laojun smiled but said nothing, and merely looked out to the horizon.

Jiang He look as well, but that particular direction was empty save for twinkling stars.

Both men returned to the Three Realms together, with Taishang Laojun returning to Tus.h.i.ta Palace while Jiang He headed for Biyou Palace.

The Grandmaster of Heaven personally received him. Being a Saint, he could naturally sense the commotion of the battle between Jiang He and the Nine-Headed Insectoid Saint, and could not help sighing. “Just before, I thought that you’re extraordinary lucky and had the potential to become Saint… and now you prove superior to certain Saints already.”

“You flatter me, Brother. Saints are immortal and control time, whereas I am only on the cusp of becoming Saint, and am far from mastering it,” replied Jiang He humbly.

His stroll this time, which included a direct clash against the Nine-Headed Insectoid Saint, gave him a clear picture of his own abilities and cultivation.

His immortal arts had not improved and he was still full-fledged Demi-Saint.

However, he must have ascended his martial-artist tier.

Jiang He’s self-made Martial Scripture had fourteen-tiers, and he surmised that the fifteenth would be equal in rank to the Saints.

He did not develop the fifteenth tier since his powers were limited back when he had first made the Martial Scripture. Still, he could guess that it had to with developing the world in his body.

As for his Farm upgraded and fused with the world in his body, creating a planetary system… that was sheer coincidence.

Be that as it may, Jiang He felt that since the fifteenth martial arts tier was equal to Saint, there would be some extent of a Saint’s might, and not limited to a simple increase in power with World Strength.

There was still more to be discovered.

Jiang He returned to seclusion in the evening, after having a pleasant chat and getting drunk with the Grandmaster of Heaven.

He entered the sealed cultivation room in Biyou Palace, heading inside the world in his body with just a thought.

Dumbo and the others were not goofing off within.

Over the last few days, they had built a colossal ranch on a planet that resembled Earth.

It stretched over hundreds of miles, having everything from lakes and pavilions to mini mountains. Each were built by Trumbo’s item refinement technique, and were as luxurious as they were grand.

The mansion, purple bamboo forest, Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment, grapevines, and the coast that Jiang He had personally planted in the Farm before was also moved to the ranch.

Now, Jiang He took a seat beneath the Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment and drank grape vine brewed from those mutated grapes and Origin Fluid, smiling, “Now this feels like home…w.a.n.g Hou could even migrate some beings from Earth to this planet to make it livelier.”

The world in Jiang He’s body was a world of its own, and naturally its own day and night cycles.

He yawned as he woke up at noon the next day, and went to outer s.p.a.ce after having lunch.

There, the seven Demi-Saint Insectoid corpses were already ripe.

It surprised Jiang He to find that they did not turn into the Demi-Saints’ stone coffins from before. Instead, they became giant hives hovering in outer s.p.a.ce as if they were celestial bodies.

Jiang He grasped from the distance, and one of the hives shifted.

At the same time, a System notification jingled in his ear.

[Ding!]

[+50 billion Farm Points.]

[+1 billion EXP.]

[Ding…]

After seven jingles, Jiang He’s could feel that the world in his body expanded considerably.

The edge of the river of stars beyond was unfolding outwards.

Jiang He carefully stretched out his senses and found that various strands of auras were pouring out from the Chaos, turning into bundles of light that floated among the stars.

Those lights kept altering until they gradually became a brand-new planet.

“…”

Jiang He was baffled.

Was the world in his body that human?

Jiang He could understand that Farm Points and EXP expanded the world in his body, but creating planets out of nowhere was still too bizarre.

“Perhaps this is how the universe appeared out of nothingness… and the world in my body merely forms quickly thanks to Farm Points and EXP.”

“Shame. I only killed six Demi-Saint Insectoids, including the one I killed before at the Insectoid’s domain. They don’t have that much resources even if they pooled everything together.”

The Demi-Saint Insectoids were all penniless in Jiang He’s perspective, but it was understandable.

They would need substantial investment of resources to develop powerful Insectoid warriors. Indeed, creating a Demi-Saint Insectoid warrior would basically require all of a Demi-Saint’s own resources, and it would be surprising if they did not end up poor after that.

Hence, in the following days, Jiang He focused on studying the world in his body in hops of finding what makes the fifteenth-tier of martial arts profound.

But it was no good at all.

And soon, a month had pa.s.sed.

Jiang He stepped out unhappily from the sealed cultivation and ran headlong into Zhao Gongming.”

“Bro… I mean, Martial Uncle!”

Zhao Gongming approached him, having heard of Jiang He’s feat at the Insectoid’s domain. Aside from his shock, he did not find calling Jiang He ‘Martial Uncle’ that unacceptable.

“Out on a stroll, Old Zhao?”

Jiang He responded feebly.

“Something on your mind, Martial Uncle?”

“Oh… don’t mention it!”

Jiang He sighed. “I secluded myself for a month to cultivate and got nothing. There’s not much improvement in my abilities… so I’m a little irritated.”

“Oh, right!”

Realizing with a start, he turned toward Zhao Gongming and asked seriously, “I heard that superior beings like you have a hard time developing even after hundreds of thousands of the years… Don’t you get annoyed after so long? How do you usually entertain yourselves?”

Zhao Gongming was dumbstruck.