Chapter 502: The Chan Sect Immortals Are Angered!

In the mansion courtyard of his Farm, Jiang He was seated at the stone table beneath the Ancient Tea Tree of Enlightenment, a pen in his hand as he wrote rapidly on a white paper.

The Body Honing Pellet was a rank-seven immortal pellet with complex production procedures. The instant he got the pellet recipe, Jiang He was sure… that he could not make it at all.

However, he was not dejected.

“In the end, I started cultivating for less than two years with no mentor guiding me. I learned everything on my own, creating my own pellet recipe techniques.”

Sighing emotionally, he added, “My pellet refinement techniques are a completely different system from the standard pellet refinement techniques. If I use the standard recipes, I can hardly make the most average of Qi Condensing Pellets that Qi Refinists use, let alone a rank-seven immortal pellet.”

Jiang He knew himself well.

He didn’t get standard pellet refinement techniques at all.

Moreover, he had belittled the pellet refinists of the Chan Sect more than once in front of the True Habitant of Yu Ding and the True Habitant of Tai Yi. Now, he would be brewing the Body Honing Pellets in public, and the pellet refinists would not miss out on that chance.

Not only would he make a fool of himself if he failed, he would suffer the contempt of Chan Sect pellet refinists.

Most importantly, he must quickly cook up a batch of Body Honing Pellets to gather loads of Farm Points. Even if he could not improve up to Demi-Saint, he could at least improve his martial arts cultivation up to the thirteenth tier. When the time comes, his ability would improve overall, and he would not be weaker than an average Demi-Saint—added with the uniqueness of teleport, he would be able to stay alive to some extent even against the Nether River Patriarch.

That was why he must improve the recipe of the Body Honing Pellets.

However, as he revamped it, Jiang He paused and mused to himself for several seconds, tearing apart the half page while mumbling, “Wrong, wrong… my direction is wrong!”

“Although I can cook some Body Honing Pellets with this improved recipe, there is no improvement in efficiency, and it takes a month to cook one cauldron of one hundred pellets. When would I, working alone, finally cook enough?”

“I have to work on the efficiency part…”

“There are a total of seven main ingredients and 103 support ingredients needed to cook a Body Honing Pellet, and there are more than a hundred procedures. Not only does each take a long time, there can be no mistakes or the entire cauldron and the ingredients would be ruined!”

“These procedures are the most time-consuming and troublesome stuff in creating Body Honing Pellet. But what if I cut down the hundred over procedures to one?”

Jiang He thought about it seriously before writing, “The seven main ingredients and 103 support ingredients needed to be inserted in the cauldron according to the right ratio, and added with water from mountain spring to cook with.”

“Hmmm… they are all spirit medicine that fires can’t break down, which is why we need to stir them after it boils…”

“When the seven main ingredients and 103 support ingredients are completely stirred into a single mixture, we could make a pellet from it.”

The procedures for the ensuing productions did not have to be written clearly since it was nothing other than pouring the mixture into a container to be made into a preferred shape, after of which it was flash-frozen into popsicles.

After around a dozen minutes, Jiang He eventually determined the final version of the Body Honing Pellet recipe.

Then, he spent three million Farm Points in exchange for a pack of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens.

He planted it and harvested it.

Three hours later, a brand-new recipe for the Body Honing Pellet was in Jiang He’s possession.

The moon was now high above the Farm and just a while until daylight, and Jiang He called in Dumbo and the others, passing them the 130,000 Body Honing Pellets he bought from the True Habitant of Tai Yi, instructing, “Plant these as soon as you can.”

“Alright, Master!”

Dumbo answered with a smile. “Master, you are now in the Chan Sect, right? I heard that they have a long history, and that their disciples are richer than the others…”

Jiang He certainly understood Dumbo and said, “It has been some time since we came out, and all of you can come out for a breather since I will cook the pellets tomorrow… Still, I should put it out there that the Chan Sect has a lot of rules and not even their disciples can go anywhere they like. Once you get out, don’t run anywhere you like.”

“Don’t worry, Master!”

Dumbo smiled as if currying favor, saying, “Master, just refine your pellets as you like. A lot of people would definitely be watching, so we could take this chance to promote the specialty products of Earth.”

The so-called specialty products were naturally French fries, spicy potato strips, cola, and the like!

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Early next morning at the Hollow Jade Temple of the Chan Sect, the Hollow Jade Temple’s elites lifted a giant mountain peak.

On top of that mountain was a square where tens of thousands of people could sit. The skies had just brightened when many Chan Sect disciples landed around the square, with flocks of people conversing.

That was when streaks of flashes flew past, and a cat and dog arrived.

They were rather unique as they stood on rear legs. The dog’s appearance was rather average and there was nothing special about him, though unusually, it was wearing a pair of baggy pants and a weirdly shaped pair of shades.

The cat was wearing reading glasses and holding a book.

Seven kids were following the cat and dog as well.

They were quite unique as well—their appearance and height were same, and only their clothes set them apart.

And behind the children were nine monkeys.

They were extremely naughty, pouncing here and there and appearing curious about everything.

Every Chan Sect immortal’s gazes were drawn to them, with many knowledgeable immortal’s unable to help exclaiming in shock, “Are those nine monkeys… Wise Rock Monkeys?”

“The Wise Rock Monkeys? No way, right?”

“How rare are the Wise Rock Monkeys? Why are there nine of them here? However, their aura is just True Immortal…”

Veins of immortal will interweaved, with a Chan Sect immortal exclaiming in surprise, “Why did that cat and dog run into the Hollow Jade Temple?”

“You are the cats and dogs here! In fact, all of your family is!”

Although the Chan Sect immortal was not speaking loudly, how sharp was Dumbo’s hearing?

He barked and rolled his eyes, scanning the Chan Sect immortals before introducing itself haughtily, “I’m Dumbo, and this one beside me is Trumbo, my bro. Everyone came here to watch my master cook pellets, didn’t you?”

“No rush. My master has just woken up and is having breakfast, and he’ll be here soon.”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a simple stall appeared beside him.

Dumbo instructed the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers and the Nine Wise Rock Monkeys to put out all the assortment of snacks, and masterfully turned on a tiny megaphone he had recorded an audio track for—

“Spicy potato strips, potato chips, groundnuts!”

“Cola, chicken wings, pop-corn!”

The Chan Sect immortals were rendered speechless.

Most of them were blue with shock. At the same time, some were angered while others were amused. Wang Hou, who had been standing beside the True Habitant of Tai Yi and the True Habitant of Yu Ding, stumbled a few steps backward, and pretended not to know Dumbo and the others.

Time passed by the second.

Soon, it was noon.

Some of the Chan Sect immortals in the crowd exclaimed in dissatisfaction, “What’s going on? Wasn’t this supposed to start right after daylight? It’s almost noon!”

“Could he have run away after boasting?”

Loud waves of discussion could be heard then.

Some of the Chan Sect immortals were already repulsed by Jiang He since learning that he had belittled every pellet refinist of the Chan Sect. Right now, it was unavoidable for them to be given grief since they can’t see Jiang He.

On the other hand, Wang Hou was beside himself with worry even as he conversed with the True Habitant of Tai Yi and the True Habitant of Yu Ding.

What the heck?

Did he just stand up all the immortals of Chan Sect?

Could Jiang He be skipping out because he was worried about making a clown of himself like the Chan Sect immortals had said?

Whoosh!

That was when an immortal light arrived and landed at the center of square, and Jiang He yawned, saying, “Brothers, apologies for keeping you waiting. I had been working overnight to adjust the pellet recipes, and I accidentally overslept.”

“Jiang He!”

He had just spoken when an elder in the crowd glared angrily, “Adjusting the pellet recipes? What do you mean?”

The Chan Sect immortals who were already unhappy with Jiang He being late were now all furious.

The Body Honing Pellets was an exclusive recipe belonging to the Chan Sect that their masters of pellet refinement had spent endless efforts and years to develop.

How could the Chan Sect immortals not be angry at those words from Jiang He?

Speechless, Jiang He kept his patience to explain, “Your pellet recipe is not bad, but the procedure is too complex—not only does it take a lot of time, there is no room for error or everything up to then would have to be abandoned. I changed it a little so that it would be more efficient and have more room for error, so how is that wrong?”