Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

The luminous sword quivered and flew back inside Jiang He’s head, who nodded in satisfaction.

Not bad—the blade was very powerful.

In fact, if it was unleashed in sudden burst over a short distance, even rank-eight martial artists would have a hard time stopping it if unprepared.

Jiang He walked up and searched Killer Star’s corpse, and found two bricks in his pockets.

“Is this some unique hobby he had? He actually carried two bricks around with him… Eh? This bricks is actually golden and smaller than a standard brick…

Jiang He blanked.

Golden plate?

He weighed it for a while and bit down on it.

It was very soft and his teeth marks dented it—it definitely was a brick of gold.

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Putting the gold brick away, Jiang He continued searching the corpse.

Killer Star did not have much cash with him except a few thousand bucks, although he also had a satellite phone, a token plate, and the cultivation manual of a palm technique.

The token plate was forged from alloy, just like the ones he had found from the bodies of the Tranquil Heavenly General and the Earth Demon Heavenly General. Still, this one was much more exquisite than the Fiend Decree, with its borders being embedded with gold.

Its front was inscribed with a ‘Kill’, and its back a ‘Decan’.

“This must be a Decan Decree.”

Jiang he slipped the Decan Decree in his pocket. Having prior experience, he knew that it could be used as evidence to claim merit points from the Martial Arts Department (MAD).

As for the cultivation manual…

“Stonebreaker Palm? It must have been the palm technique Killer Star used. It’s far weaker compared to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, although I could exchange it for some merit points.”

Meanwhile.

The enormous Transformer was standing like a wooden block nearby, having put away its six-barrel rotary cannon and laser sword.

“Find an empty spot and dig a hole,” Jiang He said.

Boom!

The Transformer slammed a punch into the ground.

The fist-shaped crater was over two meters deep, with spiderweb-shaped cracks appearing around it.

His lips twitching at a loss for words, Jiang He then said, “Are you a tiger or something? I said dig a hole—do you need to go that far? Alright, I’ll call you Shere Khan starting today. Alright, change back into your car form.”

Tsche-tsche-tk-tk-tk.

The enormous Transformer rapidly disassembled and reassembled itself into a red supercar.

At the same time, Jiang He grabbed Killer Star’s corpse and dump it into the hole.

Only then did Li Fei stir.

Muddleheaded, he looked around, mumbling, “Is this hell? It actually looks no different from my farm…”

Then, he saw Jiang He and exclaimed in delight, “Old Jiang, so you came down with me?”

“With your sister!” Jiang He barked.

Li Fei’s face dropped and he exclaimed in shock, “My sister is here too?”

As a matter of fact, Li Fei did have a sister.

Nonetheless, it took Li Fei quite a while to recover. When he did, he slapped himself, hard, muttering, “Old Jiang, what is your actual rank these days? How did you manage to kill a rank-eight Grand?”

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Since there was a loader in the farm, Jiang He instructed Li Fei as he drove it and raked the ground to bury Killer Star, piling dirt over the dead body into a simple grave.

As Li Fei jumped off the loader, he could not help giving Jiang He a big thumb-up in praise. “I, Li Fei, would never submit even if my back was against the walls, but I would submit to you. You care enough that you wouldn’t leave an enemy’s corpse to dry out there—how kind of you.”

Jiang He smiled, a little chagrined from the praise. “I did promise him that I would visit his grave next year. It wouldn’t be easy to forget with a grave here.”

Pausing, his tone changed as he said, “Li Fei, your farm is monitored, isn’t it? Go destroy the records.”

For now, Jiang He has no intention to reveal the Bottle Gourd Brothers or the Transformer.

“Alright!”

Li Fei did not even ask about the reason before he headed straight to his office and smashed his mainframe apart, crushing the hard-disk with a single slap.

After that, they headed to the farm on the adjacent plot, where dozens died horribly, with half-eaten corpses left scattered around after the Ferals had chewed through them.

Still, Jiang He whipped out his phone and gave Duan Tianhe a call, saying, “Old Duan, the crisis here in Jinyintan Village has been averted. Are you at the MAD? I have something to talk to you about.”

Hanging up, Jiang He climbed into his sports car.

Nearby, Li Fei exclaimed in surprise, “Woah, a Ferrari Enzo? There’s supposed to none in the Western Xia Province. How did you get your hands on one, Old Jiang?”

Riding shotgun, he then exclaimed, “Screw me, where’s the steering wheel?”

Ignoring Li Fei, Jiang He said, “Destination, MAD, Lingzhou City.”

Wroom!

The engine rumbled as the sports car bounded away. In it, Li Fei was gaping, his head in the clouds as he muttered, “Voice navigation? Driverless? This is so high-tech…”

Beside him, Jiang He took out a pack of sunflower seeds and shared some with Li Fei, saying, “There’s a rubbish bag behind, don’t throw the shells everywhere… by the way, what are you going to do now?”

Jiang He was referring to Li Fei’s farm.

“Most of the livestock are dead, and since we are supposed to move anyway, I would sell it. The world is in chaos at the moment, and surviving alone is very nice.”

Li Fei appeared quite cheerful.

No one would be taking over the farm since the whole village was moving anyway. That said, the livestock that survived would still be worth a lot of money, and since Li Fei definitely would have save up some money over recent years, he could have a steady life as long as the economy did not take a nosedive.

“Moreover, I am an Awakened and I could earn a living from killing Ferals.”

Even as they continued their jovial conversation, they soon arrived at the MAD.

Jiang He got off and dashed straight to the chief’s office.

Duan Tianhe was seated inside and scowling, but he quickly rose to his feet to welcome Jiang He when he entered.

“What happened, Old Duan?” Jiang He could not help asking when he saw the look on the other man’s face.

“Around an hour ago, various towns and villages around Lingzhou City suffered simultaneous Feral attacks,” Duan Tianhe said, forcing a smile. “Casualties are above three thousand.”

“What!?”

Jiang He slammed his palm on the coffee table just as he took a seat on the sofa. “The dogs of Sky Demon Cult are really not human!”

Crack.

The coffee table shattered.

Duan Tianhe’s lips twitched at that.

‘That’s two coffee tables destroyed at your hands, isn’t it?’

Even so, there was not much of a reaction on his face, and he was actually smiling. “It’s fine…”

Then, he called in a worker, saying, “Clean this up. Put in an order for another glass coffee table, but remember to request that it’s both bulletproof and shockproof.”

After that, he turned back to Jiang He and solemnly said, “We, the MAD and the military had actually made more than one sweep through a radius of twenty kilometers around Lingzhou City. For so many Ferals to pop up and attack at the same time, someone must have been behind this!”

“By the way, Jiang He, you did mention the Sky Demon Cult just now…”

“Do you even need to ask?” Jiang He exploded. “They must have been behind this, and ran into one of their elites when I helped Li Fei. Luckily, my ability proved up to par, or I wouldn’t be talking to you right now.”

“Hmmm?”

Duan Tianhe’s eyes narrowed and he asked in concern, “Are you alright? What happened to the Sky Demon Cult elite who attacked you?”

Thud!

Jiang He took out the Decan Decree and throw it onto Duan Tianhe’s desk.

“Fiend Decree?”

Duan Tianhe could not help crying out in shock. “You killed another one of their Heavenly Generals?”

How many days had it been, and he already killed another Heavenly General?

Are you the end for all Fiends, bro?

Nonetheless, when Duan Tianhe picked up the token plate and saw the ‘Decan’ inscribed behind it, his whole body shaking and his voice becoming hoarse with disbelief, “This isn’t a Fiend Decree—it’s a Decan Decree! And it’s marked with the word ‘kill’… It belonged to Killer Star, one of the thirty-six Decans!”

Clang.

The Decan Decree fell to the floor.

Duan Tianhe seemed to not notice that at all, mumbling, “You’ve slain Killer Star?”