157 Three Thousand Years and One Day (1)
Everyone’s eyes were focused on the young man, but no one dared show any disrespect.
No one knew his real name and face, but every time the name “Anonymous” appeared, it was accompanied by the fall of a Grandmaster.
Jiang Ming stood in front of Zhang Yuanhe and looked down at the founding emperor of the Cloud Empire who bowed to him. He suddenly smiled and said, “The Cloud Empire has only been at peace for a few decades. I won’t kill you today!”
Jiang Ming was used to war. He was tired of it and did not want to ignite another war.
When Zhang Yuanhe heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. His body, which had been tense for a long time, staggered, and he almost lost his balance.
Jiang Ming no longer paid attention to him. He took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the sky.
One of the cultivators stared blankly in the direction where Anonymous had disappeared and muttered, “This incident about the King of Medicine is destined to be recorded in history!”
The other martial artists were also excited. They wanted to leave this place immediately and spread the news of what had happened.
A few days later, the news of today’s battle spread like a hurricane in the Cloud Empire, and countless people knew about it.
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Jiang Ming split a person into two and continued to walk forward with a calm expression.
Along the way, he had already killed more than a dozen foolish people.
After all, the battle in the valley had not yet spread to the outskirts of the forest, and no one knew that he was Anonymous. Many wicked people were hiding in the forest, waiting for him to pass by.
Jiang Ming suddenly realized that if he did not take the King of Medicine, there would be more bloodshed in the valley. What he did also prevented many people from dying.
As for the people he had killed. Well, it was a necessary sacrifice.
“However, killing the people of the Fire Lotus Valley was not wise. I don’t want to make them my enemy. Although the one who killed them was Anonymous, who knows if the Fire Lotus Valley has the means to find out who I am.”
Jiang Ming’s eyes were solemn as he pondered. He could not be as casual as he was with the martial artists when he faced the immortal cultivators. Even if he changed his name, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be caught.
“So, the Fire Lotus Valley is the first name I have in my little book about the world of immortal cultivation! Since I’ve killed your people, you’ll definitely seek revenge from me. If you seek revenge on me, you will bring me trouble. I’m a person who is afraid of trouble.” Jiang Ming had no choice but to find a way to solve the problem completely.
Soon, Jiang Ming came to a valley. In front of him was still the fiery red miasma, which was no different from decades ago.
“I’m finally back.”
Jiang Ming was a little nervous. He did not know what the situation was like in the valley after decades.
He took a deep breath and jumped.
After passing through layers of miasma, Jiang Ming landed at the bottom of the valley. He was still surrounded by the pale and ugly fire mayflies flying everywhere.
“The spiritual energy here is indeed much denser.”
Jiang Ming sensed it carefully for a moment. Although it was still much less dense than last time, according to what Dr. Sun said, the remaining spiritual energy of this small outbreak could last for a few years.
If he were to cultivate here for a period of time, he might be able to break through to the sixth level of the Qi Refinement Realm.
“I wonder if Dr. Sun is still alive?”
Jiang Ming immediately sighed and went upstream, gradually approaching the crack in which Dr. Sun was hiding. However, the chubby old man did not come out to welcome him.
Jiang Ming had a bad feeling internally. He walked to the mountain wall where the crack was located and tried to cast the Spirit Restriction Seal. This was the key to breaking the seal in this place.
The crack widened, and purer spiritual energy seeped out. Jiang Ming quickly stepped in.
The sky was bright in front of him. Jiang Ming squinted and saw a figure lying on a bamboo chair in front of a dilapidated wooden house. He looked lethargic. When he saw Jiang Ming coming, he smiled sadly.
“You failed?” Jiang Ming probed.
“I can’t accept this!” Dr. Sun sighed. “The laws of this world seem to be incomplete. I can’t completely understand the fifth level of the Spirit Restriction Seal.”
Jiang Ming sighed, then he thought of something and took out the King of Medicine from his pocket. “Will the King of Medicine be of any use to you?”
Dr. Sun shook his head. “The effects of the King of Medicine are very good for immortal cultivators or martial artists to make a breakthrough in their cultivation. However, it’s only average in terms of healing and saving lives. It is only slightly stronger than fire cloud grass and is no longer of much use to me.”