203: Chapter 193 203: Chapter 193 Su Chang’an’s arranged people arrived the next day, and the people arranged by Ye Tian were in place as well.
Jiang Tang had nowhere else to go for the time being, so he settled down in a manager’s office in the store, where someone brought him meals three times a day.
Whenever he was in closed-door meditation, he would hang up a sign outside the door indicating so and activate the room’s formation, preventing anyone from disturbing him.
For safety reasons, Jiang Tang did not meditate in his room, as some of his affairs could not be known to others, not even his partners.
In the past few days, his wealth had been rolling in, and he took out some of the produce from the space to sell.
The space was not empty; the excess land was planted with so much produce that it had already been harvested twice.
His two pets in the space were busy cleaning up some accumulated items, filling the space with bountiful yields once again.
Jiang Tang had not dealt with the enemies in the Hell Palace these two days.
He occasionally observed them fighting to mutual destruction.
The master and disciple had turned against each other, causing complete chaos inside the Hell Palace.
The Demonic Beasts were implicated, furiously launching attacks, targeting both members of the Situ family simultaneously.
The Golden Core Elder had the advantage of spatial control, but having previously angered the Ghost Cultivators, he commanded them to counterattack when the Demonic Beasts assaulted him.
Unfortunately, the Ghost Cultivators no longer obeyed his orders.
Huang Chen wasn’t faring any better; despite having a Magical Treasure from his grandfather and having fought his master for so long, he now faced a large number of Demonic Beasts attacking him.
He could only resort to his ultimate moves, using the Magical Treasure to spray poison gas, from which only lower level Demonic Beasts could hide.
The mighty Lion King, Tiger King, Wolf King, and Leopard King attacked his master and disciple as if their lives depended on it, stirring up trouble in the space continuously, provoking the inherently temperamental Demonic Beasts to harbor murderous intentions.
Aside from the lion’s roar, its claws were incredibly sharp, capable of tearing through inferior Magical Treasures.
Flashes of light sprayed out from under the Lion King’s claws as it targeted the Golden Core Elder.
Having reached the Transformation Stage, the Lion King’s power was something the Golden Core Elder dared not confront directly.
Utilizing his control over space, whirlwinds of flying dirt and dust encompassed like tornadoes spun toward the Lion King.
Faced with such a powerful gust, the Lion King, after releasing a ray of light, had no choice but to dodge the tornado.
The Lion King grew even larger, transforming into a giant akin to the Lion King himself, in order to better withstand the fierce winds.
“Awooo,” the Wolf King attacked; while its claws weren’t as powerful as the Lion King’s, they were not to be underestimated.
Today, the Elder realized that raising a tiger had become a problem.
By nurturing the Demonic Beasts to be stronger, they were not at his service, but rather his opposition.
He had previously thought of gradually subduing the Demonic Beasts.
Later, he let the Ghost Cultivators attack them, intending to use their souls as Puppets.
This approach was once again thwarted by outsiders who entered the space.
In his fury, the Golden Core Elder no longer cared if all creatures inside would be killed, even the Ghost Cultivators.
If they didn’t obey orders, they too had to die.
He chanted curses out loud, transforming the Hell Palace from its initial calm to a place where fierce winds and even flames continuously erupted from the ground.
The harsh winds damaged the flesh of the Demonic Beasts, and those of lower cultivation were thrown about disorientedly, catapulted high into the air before crashing down, their insides in pain, and their fur scorched by the flames kindled on the ground, with their skin charred.
Wails of the Demonic Beasts echoed incessantly throughout the space.
The Tiger King and Leopard King, who actively attacked Huang Chen, did not manage to harm Huang Chen within his Magical Treasure.
However, the fierce winds and flames controlled by him left them in a terribly sorry state.
The cries of the other ghost cultivators within the space were incessant.
Jiang Tang encouraged them to slaughter each other and reap the benefits without any intention of intervening.
Whether these ghost cultivators cultivated under someone’s control or escaped from Hell Palace, they would become a scourge upon the world.
Since ancient times, demonic beasts had been more ferocious and harmful to humans.
Such high-level demonic beasts, once they escaped this Space Magical Treasure, might cause havoc in the outside world.
In ancient times, demons, evil spirits, human cultivators, ghost cultivators, Buddhist and Taoist sects—all these forces would engage in battles with their spells.
These battles were so fierce that the sky would shatter and the earth would crack, and for ten thousand years no one had been able to ascend to immortality.
It was because the spiritual energy was becoming weaker and the legacies were slowly disappearing.
Since Jiang Tang came to the cultivation world, he started cultivating spells from a very lowly position; all he wanted was to become a little stronger, to live a better life, and not to be bullied by others.
He also had ambitions to have his own force, to make a name for himself in the cultivation world, to not have to worry about food and clothing, and to witness glory throughout his life.
Jiang Tang had also thought about controlling the demonic beasts and ghost cultivators in Hell Palace for his own use, but not now.
He would wait for them to fight to the death before cleaning up after them, which wouldn’t be too late.
Jiang Tang had previously absorbed the spiritual energy within Hell Palace and had only just witnessed their fierce fighting.
He decided to let them indulge themselves for a while.
He chose to enter the sun for Solar Cultivation within the space.
The Golden Crystals inside the sun were of great use to him.
The more golden spiritual energy he absorbed, the little figure in his mind turned into a golden-skinned being.
The Longevity Fruit he ate earlier had increased its lifespan to 1500 years.
Just like Su Chang’an and Ye Tian, and Xuanyuan Jie, they could not discern his cultivation level, and it was because its lifespan had increased, shielding it from others’ probes.
Such rare fruits were already scarce and had exposed some of the treasures and pills.
He would not use the Pseudo-Longevity Fruit unless it was absolutely necessary or in his interests to do so, and he would not sell or give it away lightly.
Jiang Tang flew into the sun hanging high within the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, sat cross-legged, and placed his palms on the ground made of Golden Crystals.
He absorbed the Golden Crystals through his hands and let it flow into his body, circulating through his channels, more spiritual energy accumulating within his meridians, Dantian, and sea of consciousness, while the Golden Crystals in the sun visibly shrunk before his eyes.
Jiang Tang’s spiritual energy skyrocketed as it violently circulated within his body, inflating him like a balloon.
His body swelled, his face turned red, and his skin turned golden.
“Bang, bang, bang”—sounds came from his meridians and bones.
Jiang Tang felt the shield beginning to crack, the cracks widening slowly.
When the shield opened, all the spiritual energy in his channels began to rotate.
Jiang Tang felt the spiritual energy rushing toward his sea of consciousness.
His body gradually slimmed down and, as his sea of consciousness expanded, what was originally a mere hint of water now became a space of its own, with land and a vast sea.
The color of the sea was golden, and so was the land.
The two small figures within his sea of consciousness also grew larger, and while they looked as if they had no cultivation before, now they seemed to be cultivating earnestly.
Jiang Tang curiously observed their cultivation and discovered that both figures were at the Soul Sea Stage.
Jiang Tang had a sudden inspiration: could he use avatars to accomplish tasks if he himself turned into two subordinates?
During times when the enemy was strong and he was weak, these avatars could be secret weapons.
Turning one person into three would be a tactic that others hadn’t even thought of.