636: Chapter 438 636: Chapter 438 Jiang Tang…
I guess I’m just too busy, huh?
So busy that there’s no time for romantic dalliances.
Even with women around, there’s no time to whisper sweet nothings, leaving so many beauties hanging!
Sigh, why do I have to be such a busybody with a life full of toil?
Jiang Tang could only sigh once, then diligently got back to work.
There was no choice, after all—the base’s formations could only be done by himself.
It’s not that others couldn’t do it, but he felt that the formations set up by those from the Immortal Sect and the Noble Clans, even by skilled hands, were still flawed!
Integrating the formation’s core into the space within his own body was a method perhaps others hadn’t thought of or couldn’t achieve; even if they had the idea, they lacked the space to implement it.
Of course, Jiang Tang wouldn’t share this secret with others.
He believed his formations were more advanced than others, confident in this belief because they were products of the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space.
The formations also included some alternative methods he came up with after learning formation techniques, using the golden energy of the sun’s light to create infrared light.
Once the formation was activated, if anyone could find the formation’s vital points, unseal, break, or rashly enter, this infrared light would trigger an alarm.
This alarm wouldn’t just sound off at the base, it would also send him a warning, and more importantly, it would viciously counterattack, striking multiple layers of force at the vital points; any spot hit would rebound with doubled force against the intruder.
If someone wanted to court death, then by all means, they could try to break the formation!
As Jiang Tang entertained these thoughts, he somewhat wished for a higher-level cultivator to attempt breaking his formation.
That way, he could figure out improvements on the spot, strengthen it, and upgrade the formation to an even more advanced level.
Jiang Tang was well aware that seals could make the most powerful formations, but he didn’t want to use the Buddhist Seal—that wasn’t the method he desired.
For now, his abilities weren’t sufficient to create more advanced formations.
Having just grasped the basics and only getting a handle on advanced formations, he still lacked the ability to upgrade the formations produced in the space during their design.
Jiang Tang knew he had to work harder, which was why he felt like a laborer—perfectly capable of hiring others with the money, yet insisting on doing it himself.
He even planned to learn Artifact Refining and Talisman Crafting; it seemed he had much more to study.
Knowing he wasn’t omnipotent—initially just a cultivator—he ended up raising so many pets that he gradually learned beast taming, inadvertently seizing the job of other Beast Tamers.
Initially a simple cultivator, he learned to concoct Pills, taking over the profession of Alchemists.
Now things had really gotten out of hand, as he took on yet another occupation, Array Master.
Perhaps the other professions were getting worried that he would take their jobs too?
Jiang Tang sighed again in his heart.
Busy as a Saint Sect Leader’s son, he worked harder than his subordinates, cultivating tirelessly day and night, busy as seen through others’ eyes practicing Alchemy.
He too wanted to rest, to flirt with beautiful women, sire children—but such a leisurely life didn’t seem to fit him at the moment!
He could envision a day when he might just indulge in pleasures, bereft of ideals and dreams, seeking only pleasure and self-degradation, eventually becoming worthless.
As Jiang Tang lamented over his busyness, he also lit a candle for himself, feeling the myriad gazes upon him as he worked here.
Working so flamboyantly up high, people in the base—men and women, young and old—would look up to the sky day and night to see him.
His figure appeared tall and majestic, a male deity to so many.
He also felt the resentful gazes of women who adored him.
He had been standing there for two days and nights, not needing food or drink, worshipped by the people as a true Immortal.
Jiang Tang could feel that his task would be completed in a day and a night, using two types of Energy Stones from the space and also drawing on the energy stored in the space.
Space energy replenished his body, and the Spiritual Energy he released while working.
Jiang Tang…
suppressing the urge to upgrade, to waste such efforts on the base—it was a good thing it was his own business, otherwise it would have been quite the loss.
But he wasn’t using the Seven-Color Energy because, of course, if he did, the base’s formations would automatically upgrade.
He wouldn’t be so foolish as to use the Seven-Color Energy to attract unwanted attention—it would be like inviting powerful beings to come and attack.
Seven-Color Energy is rare, and one couldn’t always be so lucky to absorb it; he saved these energies for later.
He hoped that one day he’d find the Heaven-Mending Spell faster, and maybe then, this Seven-Color Energy would be of help to him.
While Jiang Tang was busy, Hua Xian’er didn’t waste her time pining like other women might.
Aside from helping with the construction, she was concocting Pills, replenishing energy for cultivation, and recuperating.
During this time, she envied Jiang Tang, who seemingly never retreated to concoct Pills yet was able to distribute a large quantity of Supreme Elixirs.
Hua Xian’er estimated that among the people Jiang Tang had rescued, there were over a thousand.
If she were to concoct a Pill for each person, that would require over a thousand Pills.
That Marquis even mentioned that people back in his Stockade and family needed these Pills.
Thus, she needed to prepare two thousand Pills to ensure everyone got one.
Day and night she worked on Pill concoction, dedicating her time beyond cultivation and recovery of energy, leaving her no time to resent Jiang Tang for not spending time with her.
In the midst of her busyness, after working for two days and nights, she received help from another woman, Su Feifei.
Hua Xian’er was a little surprised—when had Su Feifei learned to concoct Pills?