735: Chapter 487 735: Chapter 487 The other women were thinking the same as well; every mission they followed Jiang Tang on led to some gains.
This time, when they returned to their clans with an array of magical treasures and resources to hand over, their families were overjoyed.
The families felt even more, that following Jiang Tang held promise.
Nine women from different clans, vying for one man’s attention.
Now, they no longer felt the need to compete but found the idea of sharing one man quite appealing.
As long as this man was willing to take them in, as long as he was capable and responsible.
When these women returned to their clans, the families promptly discovered they had brought back not only a wealth of resources but also supreme elixirs and cultivation materials.
Within a span of just a few months, their cultivation had soared to the point where they were the most capable among the young women, even surpassing some of the highly cultivated men in terms of abilities.
They had also unearthed an intense aura surrounding them, tinged with strands of Immortal Qi.
Upon inquiry, they discovered that while searching for Immortal Qi with the ancestors, these women had effortlessly absorbed it while accompanying Jiang Tang.
As elders and men of the clan, they watched with a mix of envy and desire, wishing they could be one of them.
Who says women are inferior to men?
Some women, taking advantage of their gender, could reap even greater benefits—like at this moment, although they were sharing one man, they were willing to do so wholeheartedly.
In the adoring eyes of Jiang Tang’s women, refusing to allow the Flying Treasure to linger there, he steered it back along the route home.
After Jiang Tang had gifted the women with so many treasures, they wanted to reward his efforts by cooking meals, refining magic artifacts and concocting pills.
They all had their own ideas: During their leisure time on this journey, aside from cultivating and teaching disciples, they were focused on completing their own tasks.
Upon reaching certain checkpoints, they would hand over their finished tasks to Jiang Tang, who could then assign them to subordinates or sell them.
As women by Jiang Tang’s side, they too wanted to contribute to his causes.
Jiang Tang wasn’t idle at this time either.
The Dragon Palace of the West Sea Dragon King was still a distance away, so he secluded himself not for cultivation but to visit his parents and then engage in Alchemy.
His parents, along with other souls, had been transferred from the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space into the space within his body.
Although Jiang Tang did not have much emotional attachment to this body’s parents, considering this body was born to them, sometimes his soul would follow the desires of the body.
He did not resist these thoughts.
If he could help others, why not his own parents and the people from the neighboring villages?
Recruiting disciples and subordinates, he could also include family and friends.
Jiang Tang had a secret plan to quietly help the souls from other villages within his family cultivate and improve their cultivation silently.
When they one day gained a body, they could emerge to see the world.
They might also become a part of his secret team—a team made up of ghostly spirits, which one could refer to as Ghost Immortals.
From the Dragon King, Jiang Tang heard that the recent rupture of heaven and earth was due to the cultivators fighting over resources, lacking unity, then waging devastating wars—it was all sparked by such discord.
If he could ascend one day, he now had a plan—to form a Demon Beast Team, a Human Cultivator Team, a Ghost Immortal Team, and a Confucianism Tao Team.
All of these combined would make him the future leader of Heavenly Immortals.
Afraid of being bullied?
He would simply crush them, lead the Heavenly Immortals, and then the kind of discordant war that once raged would not occur again.
As for the original Immortal Venerables in heaven and even the Jade Emperor—they would have no hold over him!
Jiang Tang even considered the Jade Emperor a muddled leader; otherwise, with so many options, why would chaos ensue.
He was a biased ruler who failed to distinguish between right and wrong.
For millions of years, no one had ascended, and this inept ruler had yet to find the Heaven-Mending Spell or repair the heavens properly.
The defects in heaven constantly affected the air quality in The Mortal Realm, even messing with weather patterns such as when it should rain or be sunny.
The seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter sometimes blended indistinctly, and in some places, it was snow-capped mountains all year round.
Within his own space, Jiang Tang refined supreme elixirs.
He had wanted to improve his Alchemy skills, but unfortunately, he did not yet have the Secret Manual for crafting Immortal Pills.
Recently he studied Formations and Artifact Refining; he already had a foundation in these skills.
Jiang Tang felt this was not enough—he still had to learn Talisman Crafting, beast taming, and the ability to read celestial patterns.
His ability to refine pills had improved, although he could now produce ten pills from a single batch, this was still not his highest standard.
If he could produce more than ten pills with the same herbs, that would mean his skills had improved further.
His avatar had already reached this level of skill, precisely because they refined pills more frequently than he himself did, which resulted in a higher proficiency in pill-making.
Jiang Tang felt ashamed.
Although the avatar was a part of him, it was not him in essence.
Just like a pet, it wasn’t the same as its owner, and on these matters, he remained steadfast—no matter how high his abilities or skill level, there was always more to learn.
Jiang Tang, with such resources and capabilities at his disposal, did not allow himself any leisure time, reminding himself daily that there is always a higher mountain, and complacency only leads to falling behind.
If he didn’t strive harder with such great resources, it would be a waste of both resources and opportunities.
After refining a dozen or so batches of pills, Jiang Tang discovered he had arrived at the location in the West Sea where they were supposed to enter the Dragon King Palace.
Once again, he appeared in front of everyone, steering the flying artifact deeper into the ocean.
The deeper he went, the more he found, and he quietly collected these resources into his storage bag.
The nine beauties saw Jiang Tang appear again, followed by the flying artifact’s video wall, indicating they were diving deeper into the sea.
Their disciples, engaged in cultivation, were also focused on the video wall, having never truly seen the beauty of the ocean floor.
Previously, when they were captured and taken into a submarine, they were confined in boxes and had not seen the outside shores.
Some were locked in the Queen’s dungeon, even less aware of the world beneath the sea.
At this moment, they couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of the underwater world—the lovely fish that were both edible and visually appealing, as well as the coral and pearls considered beautiful on land, which could be seen beneath the sea.
The deeper they went, the more they saw things that glittered and glowed like stones.
Their master explained to them that these were luminescent stones from the ocean floor that could be used for construction on land or made into magical treasures like jewelry.
The children were very curious and had a myriad of questions—”Why?”
At this moment, however, they were well-behaved, always listening attentively and quietly learning whenever their master taught.
Jiang Tang saw that the flying treasure had entered a waterless area that was even brighter, revealing more luminescent stones.
He collected these resources unreservedly, thinking about using this type of luminescent stone in the construction of buildings in the Imperial City.
These stones might even prove more useful than oil lamps.
He considered that his other two bases used Moonlight Stones and Sun Gold Crystal Stones, illuminating what should be the dark of night, making every day as bright as day.
Although there were pros and cons—endless daylight meant that people could not discern day from night—only the passage of time.
Perhaps cultivators were accustomed to this continuous day and night routine of cultivation.
Ordinary people, unaccustomed to perpetual daylight, went through a period of disruption to their routines, and would only sleep when tired, regardless of it being day.
Jiang Tang finally came upon the gate of the West Sea Dragon King Palace.
There, he could feel streams of colorful Immortal Qi flowing out from within the gates.
He did not wish to open the doors to the West Sea Dragon King’s palace and go through the trouble of persuading the Dragon King.
Jiang Tang instructed the artifact spirit of the Hell Palace magical treasure to release the Dragon Team.
The artifact spirit of the Hell Palace magical treasure found the Dragon King and his team to be unruly within its space, attempting to dominate and rule, particularly the East Sea Dragon King, whom it found especially annoying.
Unable to defy the master’s command, the artifact spirit called out to the Dragon Team, “Hey, you lot, my master orders you to leave.”
“Hmmph, I’ve been telling you that you’d have to let us out eventually, hehe!” Ao Guang said, taking advantage and acting smug.
He was the only one speaking in this place, while the South Sea Dragon King and his Crown Prince and Princesses waited quietly to be let out.