Chapter 2459 - 1429:
Don’t even talk about touching a woman—he doesn’t even dare go out. The moment he goes out, his life will be at risk.
Right now Huang Chen hates it even more; other people have wives and children, warm pillows.
He’s still just a lone wandering ghost.
He has no idea how the people of his clan are doing, whether they might, because of him, start fighting it out with their enemies.
This is exactly what Huang Chen worries about. He firmly believes that whether it’s his younger brother or his parents, and his grandparents persuading the clan, they will definitely seek revenge for him.
If they seek revenge for him and the entire clan ends up annihilated because of it...
Huang Chen would feel restless in his heart.
Constantly on edge, constantly worried.
Trapped here, he basically can’t get out, can’t even tell his family not to go up against them.
Though Huang Chen hates him, he also knows the other side must have had some sort of fortuitous encounter—otherwise how could he in just a few years "become a God," become a legend?
If his family goes to take revenge, it’ll only end in death.
Seeing the different teams entering the Hell Palace now, one after another—their strength and abilities are absolutely not something his clan can compare with.
This is practically a gathering of all the powerful clans of the entire Cultivation World.
What virtue or ability does that bastard Jiang Tang have?
To become the male lead of some illustrated book, with endless cultivated opportunities, hogging all the opportunities without leaving any for others, that kind of bastard.
How is he just that lucky?
The greed in Huang Chen’s heart has made him, countless times, think about this: how did a mediocre bastard like Jiang Tang obtain those Spiritual Fires?
This question has been haunting his mind all along.
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In the dark of night, accompanied by his wives, Jiang Tang is inside the Magical Treasure, lovingly dual cultivating with each one of his wives.
He transforms his body into multiple Divine Souls.
And in this dark night, somehow, every single Divine Soul suddenly sneezes.
He can’t hold it back.
Under the concerned gazes of his wives, Jiang Tang says it’s definitely not a cold or anything—someone must be cursing him.
Or some ghost is cursing him.
Jiang Tang can in fact detect that Huang Chen is inside that Magical Treasure, not daring to move.
If Huang Chen doesn’t come out to yap at him, he won’t dirty his own hands.
He hadn’t expected Huang Chen to be able to endure so much. Back then, that guy did bully him, injured him, but it was also after that incident that he got another fortuitous encounter.
Someone has already helped him avenge that grudge, killed Huang Chen, and then, also because of Huang Chen, he found the murderers who killed his parents and clan members, along with some innocent people.
Although that murderer was Huang Chen’s master.
Cai Xiangxiang was also someone from their same sect; Jiang Tang wouldn’t treat Cai Xiangxiang poorly just because she was from the same sect as them.
It was simply that the girl’s kindness led her to be tricked into a trap.
That’s how those calamities happened.
When Jiang Tang looks back on the past, he doesn’t harbor resentment or hatred.
Already at the height of a "God," at that level, he’s no longer interested in worldly grudges. It’s not that he’s a man without desires, though.
In his previous life in modern times, he read a lot of harem webnovels. Back then he fantasized that if one day he became rich, became the wealthiest and most powerful person, countless women would fight over him.
Even though it was a society ruled by law, plenty of people with fame and profit could still use their power and authority to do shady things.
For a girl who likes him, he wouldn’t refuse, but he wouldn’t invest too much in that person either.
He might be very romantic and flirtatious, but he wouldn’t go crazy for any one person. He could be heartless and still put on a deeply affectionate act.
He could spend money, could give others happiness and joy. He might not be a very responsible man, yet he wanted many women to revolve around him.
In modern society, as long as you have power, you can use that authority to achieve this kind of model.
Back then Jiang Tang was still a student. Though he had money, compared to some clan descendants from the Capital, he, this heir from a small city, couldn’t compete.
He even liked the School Beauty, became her dog-licking simp, and got toyed with.
And lost his life for nothing.
In the few years after Jiang Tang transmigrated, he bitterly fought against fate.
All just so that one day he could become a Human Saint, become a Venerable in the Cultivation World—he had no backing, so he had to create his own backing.
Fortunately, when he transmigrated he had a Golden Finger. Because of it, the things he wanted to do could be achieved through hard work.
During the process of cultivation and farming, the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space would gift Magical Treasures, Pills, Secret Manuals, and even Spirit Plants as rewards to its diligent farmer.
Jiang Tang, although not raised in a prestigious clan family as an heir, lived in his maternal grandfather’s hometown; his parents were just company executives.
Even so, they still lived far better than an average family.
His parents had only one child. Although he couldn’t match the clan descendants in the Capital, he was at least the son of high-level executives in a large company.
He grew up in a honey jar, and his parents let him grow freely.
In other people’s eyes, he was a very wasteful, prodigal son.
Maybe that was just an excuse for others to smear his reputation.
Jiang Tang felt that among many clan descendants and playboys, his car wasn’t the most expensive, and his dog-licking routine wasn’t the most extreme, either.
He seemed to sense an invisible guidance, telling him to act that way.
After Jiang Tang was murdered and transmigrated, he discovered that he, someone who had never farmed a day in his life, had arrived in Another World. When he had to worry about food and drink...
And when he had no choice but to change his destiny, the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space was the only thing that could create wealth, the only thing that could give him value, quickly transform his constitution, and change him from a Mixed Spiritual Root cultivator into one with Abnormal Spirit Root.
Only after his physique changed did other hidden Spiritual Roots appear in his body.
Because in the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, during the process of cultivation and farming, Magical Treasures and Pills kept popping out. He worked that hard just to get the strongest Cultivation Techniques and Spells.
So that he, this Five Elements Spiritual Roots guy, could quickly increase his strength, hoping to cultivate as fast as someone with Single Spirit Root.
In the years Jiang Tang spent farming in the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, he tasted plenty of hardship.
It was miserable—he had no farming equipment.
He could only use a hoe, and couldn’t use divine sense.
At the beginning, the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space didn’t have such a function; he couldn’t use his mind to plant.
Back then the Green Ox was still little, and couldn’t help by using Spells to farm and water.
Eryao was only contracted in the following year.
In those years of planting, Jiang Tang felt the loneliness of The Mortal Realm. After entering the Immortal Sect, because he had a secret of his own, he didn’t dare make friends.
If he hadn’t met Su Chang’an...
If he hadn’t met Yan Weiwei...
He wouldn’t have a single friend in the Cultivation World.
From an heir, he became a cultivator who was basically a farmer.
Only he knew the bitterness inside.
But when planting inside the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, the farming wasn’t like planting outside.
No need to watch the weather, no fear of pests appearing in the soil or the crops during growth.
Nor would there be problems caused by weather changes, droughts, or floods.
The land was fertile; there was no need to use farm manure at all.
When farming, as long as he used the hoe to plant seeds and then watered them, he could harvest mature crops, fruit trees, and mature Medicinal Herbs.
With the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space as his Golden Finger, Jiang Tang now had a secret.
Because he was a Servant Disciple, he had to do tasks to earn money, so he’d have a chance to raise his status.
The Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space was indeed a Golden Finger; the crops he planted yielded harvest after harvest—one person couldn’t possibly eat it all.
So he needed to sell them.
Braving wind and rain to go sell supplies, just so he could have money to buy Pills, so he could afford food.
He couldn’t just eat food from the Space and not use Pills to cultivate, right?
Fortunately, the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space produced Cultivation Techniques and Secret Manuals that changed his physique; among them were Alchemy and other skill manuals.
Jiang Tang studied them bit by bit and realized he was still progressing too slowly.
That still wasn’t enough?
He had to have money to buy more resources.
So he thought of using the items from his Space to open a shop.
Who would’ve thought that once he took materials out of the Space to sell, others would target him.
The first time he killed someone, it was a fellow Disciple trying to rob him.
And it wasn’t an open, face-to-face kill; it was an assassination.
It was self-defense, too—if the other party was already out for his life, how could he show mercy?
He already understood that in the Cultivation World, if you’re lenient with enemies, you’ll only leave future trouble.