Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm Chapter 283

[Nameless Sword]

[Grade: Premium Soul Weapon]

[Sacrifice a drop of blood for use.]

Jiang He stared at the batch of data for quite a while, seething, “Oh, System, System, you really are such a genius at naming… Nameless Sword? Nameless Sword!? You can't think of a better name, can you?”

That said, after thinking about it for a while…

Nameless Sword, Nameless Sword… it was quite awesome.

With that, he sacrificed a drop of blood.

Still, his eyes lit up after he fully refined the Nameless Sword and familiarized himself with its abilities.

The flying sword possessed the earth-attribute, meaning that he definitely could cast the Sword Array of Five Elements and Six Pulses of the Nameless Sword array.

Be that as it may, he was left a little hesitant after his initial delight.

This black sword which no light could escape from is actually earth-type?

Everyone knew that earth could be divided to black earth, red earth, and yellow earth. Black earth, however, refered to soil suitable for growing crops and merely had a dark hue, and not something pitch-black like that.

“Perhaps the sword was forged by a sky demon smelter and their black earth is that black…”

Jiang He usually would not think about stuff that he would not understand.

After a glance at the wooden sword that was still in 'puberty', he found that the wooden sword was not glinting as sharply as it had been before. The blue Sword Qi that covered the entire farm had already receded with only a blue shroud of sword radiance covering its edge, though the circular wooden patterns on top of it appeared even more mysterious now.

With that, Jiang He promptly withdrew his gaze, afraid of looking further.

He would gain epiphany with a few more glances, therein grasping wood will.

Grasping another Boundary of Will is a good thing, but was there not a time and place for everything? It had already been two hours since Sora cooked his meal, and he had yet to eat.

He checked the time on his phone.

“It's already two in the morning…it would be another three hours until the wooden sword ripens though the Doom Shroom would be ripe soon. I'll reap the Doom Shrooms after eating and it would be around five in the morning when the next batch of Doom Shrooms and the wooden sword is ready for the plucking.”

Jiang He had filled his schedule to the brim.

Moreover, he had made an extremely difficult decision right then…

He was not sleeping tonight!

He was not feeling drowsy anyway and trying to brew some drowsiness for a couple of hours was too much of a waste of time.

With that, he headed inside his mansion.

Even though the rice had been cooked over two hours ago, the inside of the mansion was still wafting with its fragrant aroma. It was a scent that revitalizes the mind once it reached the nose, grandly whetting one's appetite.

Jiang He could not help recalling the classical quote of a certain martial grandmaster—

'I want to fight ten men…'

Oh, that's not it. It should be 'I want to eat ten bowls'!

He washed his hands and headed to the dinner table.

Sora was not asleep even though it was already two in the morning. Dressed in her sexy maid costume, she stood beside Jiang He as he ate…well, there was no helping it. A maid's lifestyle had always been that harsh.

She served him a bowl of rice steamed cook from the premium-grade soul grain—the Dragontooth Rice.

The grains were large and ample, and it had a crystalline hue. It was as if the bowl was not holding rice but pearls.

Jiang He held a single grain with his chopsticks and gently put it in his mouth. Then, imitating the gourmets in movies, he closed his eyes as he chewed it softly.

A faint rice aroma unfurled within his mouth…

A thought abruptly occurred to Jiang He then—

Is this…

The feeling of first love?

That would be a joke.

How outstanding would it be to feel first love from eating rice? At best…it would be the feeling of one's first kiss.

Jiang He hence went to work, devouring three large bowls of rice along with the scrumptious stir-fried eggplant over meat. He usually ate two bowls, and though by logic he should be feeling a little stuffed with three bowls, he did not feel that way at all.

Instead, he felt his entire body relaxing and becoming spirited after his meal. He even noticed a 'crystal-clear' sensation to his physique, which may be the Dragontooth Rice at work.

Though it was no miracle medicine or spirit pellet and no obvious effect would be observed from a single meal, said effects would definitely become outstanding when consumed over long periods of time.

Then, Jiang He settled on his sofa after dinner as he usually did.

Crossing his legs on the tea table and leaning back, he whipped out a bottle of rank-nine Origin Fluids and had a few sips.

Such little days could not be more leisurely.

And yet…

Once Jiang He remembered that the sky demon legion would descend upon Lingzhou City in ten days and would shatter his leisurely days, he could not help feeling pressured. Unable to care about rest, he got to his feet, heading out to his farm to work.

Meanwhile, Sora was done washing the dishes and she quietly slipped beside Jiang He, asking coquettishly, “Shall I warm your bed tonight, Master?”

“No need!”

Jiang He refused staunchly at once without offering an inch of compromise, saying, “It's already three in the morning! Hurry upstairs and go to sleep. I still have farming to do!”

With that, he headed straight to the farm where another batch of Doom Shrooms was ripe.

[Ding!]

[+1,000 Farm Points.]

[Ding!]

[+1,000 Farm Points…]

Jiang He checked his System after the Doom Shrooms were plucked. The Farm Points he finished spending just a few days ago had reached the million mark once again, and after all the Doom Shrooms were harvested, he would have accumulated over 1.7 million Farm Points after planting the other soul weapons, war armor, wooden sword.

1.7 million…

It was far from enough.

The third fold of the Three Thousand Calamites alone needed three million Farm Points.

Moreover, it was time to learn the second and third style of the Twenty-Three Swords—both Yuan Spirit cutting sword techniques would cost 500,000 Farm Points.

And then there was the fourth fold of the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula…

Don't even think about it. That costs five million Farm Points!

Of course, Jiang He would increase substantially in ability if he could gain mastery over the fourth fold of the Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula. When that happened, his physical strength alone would be equal to a full-fledged Yuan Spirit and his iron fists could blow up most Yuan Spirit elites, not to mention that his physical guard would be comparable to premium-grade soul weapons, making him a raging dragon in human form.

“I mustn't get ahead of myself.”

'I should set little targets for myself. For example, I should first cultivate the third fold of the Three Thousand Calamities before the sky demon's legion descend upon us, as well as complete my cultivation as a True Child. There is also the second and third style of the Twenty Swords, the Sword Array of Yin-Yang and Three Realms, the Sword Array of Four Harmonies and Universality, as well as the Sword Array of Five Elements and Six Pulses.”

Jiang He made an estimation.

He would need around 4.5 million Farm Points for that.

It left Jiang He missing the days when he had planted Orirocks to earn Farm Points, which was really easy to earn back then.

Meanwhile, the wooden sword had yet to ripen even now, although the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud was.

Now, a single bald tree towered in the center of the farm, with a mantle dangling from the thickest and strongest branch.

The mantle looked completely different from the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud, which was just a bronze bell and appeared very plain. On the other hand, the cloak that was planted was fully scarlet, and there were fiery patterns marked on it, as well as the vivid sculpting of nine dragons on the outside.

Effect notwithstanding, the appearance alone was much better than what the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud had been.

What the heck was that bronze bell?

Does it even deserve the name Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud?

Jiang He walked up and plucked the mantle from the branch.

[Ding!]

[+30,000 Farm Points]

A System Notification jingled in his head.

Jiang He could not help reacting—

30,000 Farm Points!

It was ten thousand more than the Farm Points rewarded from the Sky Daemon War Armor. Even so, the planted Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud was still a premium-grade soul weapon, having yet to surpass that grade to reach the superior grade of sage weapons.

Jiang He understood just then.

Did that not mean that even though they were all premium-grade soul items, the value of the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud was much greater than a premium-grade war armor, and was worth three premium-grade flying swords?

Blooddrop, refinement.

Jiang He could not help clicking his tongue in wonder, having quickly familiarized himself with the function of the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud. “No wonder it's worth 30,000 Farm Points.” He sighed. “It could kill, bind and, during a critical moment, defend after giving an offering. Isn't it the strongest premium-grade soul treasure there is?”

As the thought struck Jiang He, he charged the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud.

Oom!

With a flash of scarlet radiance, the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud expanded against the wind, rapidly expanding to ten Mu as it hovered in the air. Outside, its nine vivid godly dragons seemed to have come to life, turning into nine fiery dragons that breathed fire under the mantle.

Moreover, the fires they were breathing were not ordinary flames but True Samadhi Flames. Jiang He had a hunch that despite his strong physique, he would be cooked in seconds and reduced to ashes if he were caught by the True Samadhi Flames.

It would incinerate even Yuan Spirit elites!

“What a fine treasure.”

Jiang He thought as he put away the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud, 'When the sky demons open the Stargate, I can cover the shroud over its entrance directly and release the True Samadhi Flames, burning away scores of them if there weren't any champions amongst their ranks…'

'Moreover, I can use it in tandem with the Doom Shrooms.'

'I'll throw in hundreds of Doom Shrooms when the Stargate opens, and instantly seal it with the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud…'

Jiang He's eyes lit up, but soon shook his head with a pained laugh. 'However, even my Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud would be blown to pieces if I do that…'

Then, the wooden sword was finally ripe around five in the morning.

[Ding!]

[+200,000 Farm Points.]

Jiang He walked up, plucked the wooden sword and fixed his gaze upon it—

[Bluewood Sword]

[Grade: Superior sage weapon]

[Forged from a ten-thousand-year-old Thunderstruck Tree, the great truth of wood is contained within this sword. All evil goes into hiding once this sword is unsheathed, cutting down ghosts and gods alike.]

[Sacrifice a drop of blood for use.]

Imbuing a blooddrop to refine the Bluewood Sword, Jiang He felt out the effect of the Bluewood Sword… to find in surprise that aside from buffs when used against ghost and daemons alike, it was not as awesome as the Nine Dragons God Fire Shroud.

Of course, that was mainly because Jiang He's cultivation was too low to truly unleash the might of the sage weapon.

As their name would suggest, sage weapons held the truth of the universe. Generally, only Convergence-tier elites could utterly release the power of such weapons.

Meanwhile, the next batch of Doom Shrooms was ripe and it was past seven when Jiang He was done harvesting them.

“Awooooo!”

That was when a wolf's howl suddenly echoed. It was Dumbo, who was beside itself with smugness, rearing its head skyward as it shrieked bizarrely.

At the same time, Trumbo was done ascending over at another corner too.

“Alright!”

“Alright!'

Jiang He nodded, feeling quite pleased inside. Still, those his pets were now a little stronger, the difficult part comes soon.

At Condensed Pellet tier, they would have to use daemonic weapons.

As Jiang He had use for every treasure he possessed, he had nothing to spare…

“It seems that not creating an item refinement manual wouldn't do…”

Jiang he found himself pen and paper, closed his eyes. Still, just as he was ready to apply his knowledge in item refinement, a car honk sounded from outside his gates.

Jiang He left the farm to find Mu Wanqiu approaching in spandex that hugs her stunning figure. Once they locked gazes, she went straight to the point. “Why do you keep turning off your phone, Jiang He? My grandfather has been wanting to speak to you but he couldn't reach you.”

Phone?

A little lost for words, Jiang He promptly whipped out his phone from his System Backpack.

“That old dog Cheng Jingzhou!” he exclaimed. “He even bragged to me how this was the most advanced satellite phone in the military and would get signal everywhere. Why can't I receive a call once I put it inside Void Storage?!”

Chapter end