Chapter 6: Chapter 6: First Encounter with Yuchen, His Swordsmanship Is So Immortal (1)
Jiang Tang found some detoxifying Spirit Grass for Little Blue Ox and fed it to him, then he directly carried it back to the cowshed.
"Little guy, you must learn to recognize these things clearly from now on. If I had not arrived in time, your little life would have been over," Jiang Tang poked at the forehead of Little Blue Ox.
"Moo—" Little Blue Ox nuzzled Jiang Tang's waist and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Tang added some fodder and water for him before continuing to harvest.
Both of his Qiankun Bags were almost full. He decided to go down the mountain in a few days to buy a bigger one, and along the way, look for a good shop.
After all these days, Jiang Tang had saved enough startup funds.
He carefully planned and decided to start a small shop first and earn money to open branches later on.
After harvesting from the two acres of land, seeing that Little Blue Ox was still weak, Jiang Tang did not make him get up to plow the land. Instead, he took it upon himself to break up the soil and rake the land. Once the fertilizer and soil were mixed evenly, he then sowed the seeds.
Because he practiced the Golden Body Spell, he did not feel very tired after finishing with the two acres of land.
A thin layer of light sweat covered his back.
He took a stalk of Spirit Grass that restored physical strength, which melted in his mouth and surged toward his Dantian.
Jiang Tang immediately felt invigorated again.
However, he did not plan to continue working.
The so-called combination of work and rest, after all.
After leaving the space, Jiang Tang took a bath and emerged when the night was deep.
But he did not feel sleepy in the slightest.
Looking up at the sky, Jiang Tang quietly listened to the cicadas and frogs in the night.
In the Mortal Realm, the top cultivation Major Sects totaled four: the Immortal Sect in the Northern Region, the Taiji Sect in the Southern Region, the Yuan Sect in the Eastern Region, and the Holy Medical Valley in the Western Region.
If ranked by their strength, the Immortal Sect would take the lead. As the number one cultivation Major Sect in the world, they owned sixty percent of the resources, while the remaining three Major Sects had to split the other twenty percent between them.
Following these four Major Sects, each ruling over a part of the Nine States Continent, there were countless smaller forces under their influence.
As for the middle of the continent, the Central Plains Dynasty, it was protected very tightly—known as the Celestial Empire that unified the Central Region.
The royal family of the Celestial Dynasty belonged to the Xuanyuan Clan, thus earning the name of the Imperial Sect.
With its abundance of resources, what trickled down to them from the Immortal Sect was actually only a little; but compared to other sects, the resources provided by the Immortal Sect were definitely first class.
This was because the current Sect Master of the Immortal Sect was an Earth Immortal.
It was said that the Sect Master could have achieved Ascension a thousand years ago, but he did not ascend. Instead, he chose to stay in the Mortal Realm, protecting the four directions and deterring Evil Spirits.
Oh, how I wish to see what The Upper Realm is like.
Forget it, let's not think about these impractical things. The goal in my lifetime should be to cultivate and farm diligently, striving to become a major planter.
Jiang Tang returned to his room and continued to practice the Golden Body Spell.
Having tasted the sweetness of success, Jiang Tang decided to cultivate the Golden Body Spell to the Minor Achievement stage before he would apply for permission to leave the mountain.
In the blink of an eye, five days flashed by.
That day, as Jiang Tang sat on the bed completely still, a golden glow suddenly radiated from his body.
His eyes snapped open, and a smile spread across his lips.
Golden Body Spell, Minor Achievement!
Not only that, he had also incidentally reached the Minor Achievement stage of the third level of Body Refinement.
The crops, ripe for harvest, had been plowed by Jiang Tang leading a lively little blue ox. Suddenly, he realized that his seeds were gone.
Well, it might be good to go down the mountain to look for some rare medicinal herbs to plant.
Thinking thus, Jiang Tang exited his space, quickly found the Outer Sect steward, registered to leave the mountain, received a token, and leisurely left down the long staircase that wound to the foot of the mountain.
Little did he know, someone had been watching him for a long time.
This person was Du Long.
Since being beaten up by Jiang Tang, who was an entire realm lower than himself last time, Du Long had been the butt of jokes by his older brother from the Outer Sect.
Therefore, Du Long's resentment toward Jiang Tang grew even stronger.
"This stinking kid, finally heading down the mountain. Humph, just watch how I deal with you!" Du Long sneered, shoved the two servant disciples beside him, and said, "You know what to do, right?"
"We know, we understand!" The two disciples gave ingratiating smiles, hurried to find the steward elder, registered, and then left the mountain.
Stinking brat, you'd better die out there. If you come back to the Sect, young master here still has ways to deal with you.
With a vicious look, Du Long glanced in the direction of the mountain base, sneered coldly, and turned to leave.
At this moment, Jiang Tang was blissfully unaware of the misfortune that awaited him.
After leaving the mountain, guided by the vague memories in his mind from his original self, Jiang Tang arrived at a piece of farmland that had long been desolate and ruined.
There were two graves in the annex of a farmhouse.
This was once the home of his original self.
For some unknown reason that year, the harvest was poor everywhere on the continent, and crops mysteriously withered and died en masse, causing a famine.
It was later when the Ten Great Clans and the four major Sects opened their granaries and distributed grain that they managed to quell the disaster spreading across the Nine States Continent.
Despite Saint Medical Valley and the Medicine Sect mobilizing to distribute medicinal herbs and aid people in all directions, countless numbers of people still died in the crisis.
The parents of his original self gave all remaining clean food in the house to their child, eating tree bark themselves in hopes of surviving. But when they could no longer bear the hunger, they went to the Mass Burial Mound and caught rats that had fed on human corpses.
The dead people thrown in the Mass Burial Mound were all victims of the famine and subsequent epidemic. Rats feasted on their flesh, and after his parents ate the rats, they contracted the epidemic and died amidst that disaster.
Leaving behind the original self, lonely and desolate, who cremated his own parents and grew up relying on others' charity.
Until the age of sixteen, when his original self unfortunately drowned after falling into a river, coincidently, he transmigrated and took over, later joining the Immortal Sect, where he finally found shelter and could afford to eat and dress warmly.
What a pitiable person.
After sighing, Jiang Tang bowed to the graves, lit some incense, burned paper money, and then left.
But Jiang Tang hadn't walked far before he began to sense something amiss.
It wasn't so much amiss as a feeling that someone was following him.
Jiang Tang looked around, saw nothing, and thinking he must be imagining things, shrugged his shoulders and headed to the nearby market town.
Sold here were Spirit Grass and Spiritual Medicine dug up in the mountains by villagers. Because some herbs were unrecognizable, mixed with weeds, they were difficult to distinguish.
Among these mixed Spirit Grasses and Spiritual Medicines, Jiang Tang found some rare ones mentioned in medical texts, and seeing that they were of decent quality, he planned to buy them at market price.
The shopkeeper, seeing Jiang Tang dressed in simple clothes but with a demeanor not befitting a commoner, did not dare to haggle with him and even lowered the prices further.
"Old timer, we all depend on this to make a living. Please accept it; the price I'm offering is the one set by the Celestial Dynasty," said Jiang Tang as he shook his head and stuffed the silver into the old man's hand.
Once Jiang Tang mentioned the Celestial Dynasty, the shopkeeper hastily, and with trepidation, accepted the silver.
After browsing for a while and buying some rare but not-so-great looking Spirit Grass, Jiang Tang rented a horse carriage and instructed the coachman to head for Spirit Water Town, planning to purchase a Qiankun Bag with a larger storage space.
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