307: Chapter 244 307: Chapter 244 The person on the flying arrow saw only the golden flames around them that attacked the enemies outside with ferocity, yet they themselves were completely unaffected atop the flying arrow, impervious to all incoming forces.
This was the first time Jiang Tang had used insect weapons in front of them, his air of mystery impenetrable to everyone’s conjectures.
Dugu Yan’er saw the golden insects flying before her eyes, ten times more formidable than her Worm Insects.
She now understood why her Worm Insects were useless against Jiang Tang; it turned out he also raised insects and had reason to be proud.
The Dugu brothers had always thought that this pretty boy, Jiang Tang, was just a little stronger and could practice alchemy, but might be no good in a fight.
Would this pretty boy show his cowardice when facing a formidable enemy?
Now, witnessing this scene, the pretty boy could even use tiny insects to beat the adversaries into utter disarray.
Listening to the screams of their attackers, they knew these men got their comeuppance, attempting to steal a chicken only to lose the rice instead.
Unable to inflict the slightest injury on Jiang Tang, they only managed to hurt themselves; and hearing those screams, in concert with the sight of the flying golden insects, suggested a terrifying power emanating from them.
The fires emitted by the Golden Crystal Elves injured many attackers.
Halting their assaults temporarily, the flying arrow entered the black of the night.
The people aboard the flying ship didn’t relax at all, the golden insects still circulating around, flying in protective formation.
That day, Jiang Tang didn’t need to lift a finger; release the Golden Crystal, and the adversaries suffered heavily.
However, he knew there were still people who wouldn’t give up; Jiang Tang was aware that his Supreme Elixirs, besides helping humans cultivate, also worked efficiently for Ghost Cultivators and Demonic Beasts.
As night fell, it became prime time for Ghost Cultivators to make a move.
Jiang Tang prepared for the Ghost Cultivators by having the Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace ready; if any Ghost Cultivator did attack, it would seize them into the Hell Palace.
Ever since the flying arrow came under attack, Jiang Tang protected everyone defensively.
None of them dared let down their guard, their attackers seeming to possess higher cultivation and warranting constant vigilance.
Although Su Chang’an was also safeguarding his people, he could only use his Magical Treasure, possessing no stronger skills.
Having received the Swordsmanship from Jiang Tang and practicing it intensively during several days of closed-door cultivation, even applying it during regular fights, he had honed the technique to near perfection.
It wasn’t that he wouldn’t act now; it was simply unnecessary for them to make a move, as the insects already handled it.
Seeing Jiang Tang’s relaxed demeanor, Su Chang’an couldn’t spot a trace of panic on his face; surely, there must be many more tricks up his sleeve.
He was eager to see what other ace moves Jiang Tang had.
As Jiang Tang’s brother, Su Chang’an felt that this sibling was incredibly mysterious.
Ever since Jiang Tang’s injury and encounter with misfortune, how had he been able to improve his cultivation by such a great extent in just over a month?
Truly a marvel of the Cultivation World, the focus of universal envy.
Jiang Tang harbored many secrets, ones that Su Chang’an wouldn’t ask about, though he remained curious.
For example, the golden insects that suddenly flew from him, when those with Nascent Soul cultivation and above attacked, couldn’t harm the insects, but ended up severely injured themselves.
Su Chang’an didn’t believe his mid-stage Ocean Wheel cultivation could contend with these golden insects.
He felt these insects possessed other skills; such a strategy of playing the long game to catch big fish meant he couldn’t afford to miss out on these exciting events.
He was grateful to have come along today because not witnessing more fights would mean a lack of experience.
He was eager to see if the fighting prowess of a Spirit Mansion Great Power Holder could cause day and night to change.
The tails of the golden insects in the night sky emitted flickers of golden light, like fireflies, illuminating the dark with a glow, the patchy golden luminescence dazzling like stars.
Looking up at the sky from the ground, one would see moving golden lights, as if witnessing stars in motion.
Those mortals oblivious to the deeds of immortals merely thought they saw shooting stars, flying stars — signs of Immortals descending.
In the mortal area of the Mortal World, you knelt on the ground facing the sky, praying heavenward, hoping for an Immortal’s blessing.
Cultivators gazing at the sky knew it was the flight of a great power’s Magic Artifact, also sensing various dangers permeating the heavens.
Suddenly, fierce winds blasted through the sky, and the already blackened heavens were streaked with ribbons of black mist hurtling towards the flying ship.
The Golden Crystal Elves, trailing golden fire from their rears, spewed mighty flames towards the direction of the encroaching black smoke.
With mouths that devoured the black mist, they unleashed another powerful spell, the Gold Crystal Illusion Spell, a magic that rendered them invisible to others while allowing them to see everyone else.
This was an effective method against Ghost Cultivators, who had also concealed their forms and emitted black smoke, actually launching soul attacks.
However, they did not expect that their formidable attacks would be consumed by golden insects, which then retaliated with blasts of golden flames.
Recognizing the potency of these flames, they kept dodging, only to realize that their opponents had turned invisible, just like them.
All they saw was the black sky and the howling winds, with the golden glimmers they had spotted before now gone.
The trajectory of the flying arrows also disappeared from sight; everyone, including the invisible Ghost Cultivators, could only search with their Divine Sense.
However, the Divine Senses that probed around were mysteriously devoured, causing searing pain in the heads of those searching, as though worm insects were biting at their souls.
The injured Divine Senses had no choice but to retract quickly; after a brief pause, no one was able to find any trace of the other side.
Those who had their Divine Senses consumed dared not use their spiritual power to search again.
Knowing how formidable their opponent was and that they had not even made a move—merely attacking them with the bred insects was already so fierce—they all realized they had underestimated Jiang Tang and had been careless.
If this person could become so powerful in just over a month, he surely possessed many secrets and powerful Magical Treasures.
What were these mysterious insects?
No one recognized these insects; nobody had ever seen such formidable creatures.
Jiang Tang’s prepared Hell Palace Magical Treasure had not even been put to use before it had already scared off the attackers.
He knew that these people had come to rob him purely for the Pills; as someone who had not many enemies before, how could he possibly be attacked by so many Great Power Holders?
Even if someone were hiring assassins, it would come at a great cost and a hefty price.
Who could afford to employ so many Great Power Holders?
Proud as they are, they would not act unless it served their own interests.
Jiang Tang knew that many had benefited from his Supreme Elixirs, yet many more lacked the means to buy the auctioned Pills, leaving them no choice but to resort to robbery.
For the sake of cultivation, even Great Power Holders can become poor.
Indeed, there are many Loose Cultivators.
Jiang Tang had been rolling in wealth recently and knew he had attracted much envy.
Some would pay a fortune to buy the Pills.
Such prices were not affordable for everyone; who else would they rob if not him?
They could only rob those who had bought the Pills, but robbing him might yield them even more.
Jiang Tang was convinced that someone was trying to control him by any means necessary, but for the moment, he couldn’t figure out how.
Nor could they fully understand his capabilities, and the insects he had released this time had shocked some.
He guessed that they would hesitate to make a move for a while.
Yet, Jiang Tang was aware that there were likely many hidden dangers ahead.
However, as a former mortal, merely producing a few Magical Treasures had attracted envy and theft.
Powerless mortals were always bullied by others.
Now that he had power, he was not afraid of provocation or robbery.
Who could lay claim to the contents of his space?
He would not carry important items on his person, and he had many concealed Magical Treasures.
His two Spiritual Pets had not even been deployed yet.
Moreover, his two Avatars remained a secret to others—his hidden weapon, of which not even those close to him were aware.
Jiang Tang let his flying arrows travel thousands of miles through the day and night, finally reaching North City Immortal Sect Street.
Standing high above North City Immortal Sect Street, the street itself showed little change.
Among the throngs of people, however, he noted that many had higher cultivation levels than before.
Some concealed their abilities, wandering the street as if leisurely, yet their eyes constantly scanned the surroundings.
They did not resemble the disciples of the nearby Sects but certainly appeared to be figures from the Martial World.
In the past, North City Immortal Sect Street had been primarily populated by the local crowd or the North City Immortal Sect’s disciples, but now the street was more bustling than before.