Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

Rumor?

“Brother Jiang He, this isn’t a rumor.”

Entering Jiang He’s room, Long Mountain Lin smiled bitterly. “The Martial Arts Department (MAD) of Jiangnan had announced it on the MAD official website and Warrior Home—even MAD HQ was shocked when they heard about it last night.”

“Minister Wang, leader of MAD HQ even personally issued an order to build a team of top rank-nine elites to invade that island, slay the Black King Drake and the King Ferals what’s what.”

Taken aback, Jiang He exclaimed, “Are you saying that the Black King Drake was the one that ascended as a King Feral?”

Jiang He almost teared up from laughter when Long Mountain Lin nodded.

Black Drake King?

King Feral?

There was even a major announcement, and MAD HQ was shocked?

Can’t a big organization like yours be a little punctual?

Shaking his head, Jiang He was reluctant to continue on that topic and said, “Old Brother Lin, have you had breakfast? Should we have some?”

He brought out another lunchbox with another turn of his hand.

Long Mountain Lin smiled. “I just had some.”

However, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Spatial storage?

It seems that Jiang He had gained some major providence. After all, any treasure with spatial storage was extremely rare, and it could only be found in heritage sites left by certain elites.

Perhaps Jiang He had visited a heritage site before?

That was indeed likely, or Jiang He’s cultivation would not have improved so greatly.

Since Long Mountain Lin had already eaten, Jiang He naturally would not insist that he do. Breakfast should be taken optimally, and with the old man having only recently awaken from a coma, having too much might affect his health.

Taking up the lunchbox, Jiang He picked at his rice and could not help asking, “I’m a little curious, actually. Jiangnan’s MAD is an organization with national-level authority, why would they suddenly create such a rumor?”

“…”

Long Mountain Lin was a little speechless at that. “Brother Jiang He, why wouldn’t you believe it? It was already proven that Chongming Island Black King Drake had ascended as a King Feral.”

“By the way, don’t you youngsters always go on the Internet? You could log on to Warrior Home for a look—Jiangnan’s MAD had already uploaded the information about the incident.”

Jiang He unlocked his phone and logged on to Warrior Home as told, smirking inwardly…

Information?

Proven?

The Black King Drake was now lying inside his System Backpack. Couldn’t he tell whether that was true or not?

However, once he logged in to Warrior Home, Jiang He’s attention was immediately captured by a certain post.

The title was red, basically meaning that it was uploaded in memoriam of an anonymous rank-nine elite.

Then, after having read through the post, Jiang He realized that…

The anonymous rank-nine elite had died in battle on Chongming Island last night.

He had cut his way into Chongming Island, fighting the Black King Drake in a fierce battle that lasted half an hour, but was eventually defeated and lost his life.

Stunned, Jiang He turned to his System Backpack by instinct.

But the corpse there was real…

One thing for sure is that he had indeed slain the Black King Drake, and everything he had gone through last night was not a dream!

Still, what the hell?

Why would such a post pop out?

It even had images and a video attached.

Clicking on the image, he found that it was all flames—it was obvious that the photo had been captured from a distance, because everything was a blur aside from the flames and the small mushroom cloud rising to the air.

There was several lines of text captioning it.

“The comrade of our MAD’s intelligence wing took this photo. The anonymous elite had stepped up before Chongming Island, killing and chasing away over a thousand Ferals, effectively preventing the formation of a Feral Swarm.

Jiang He looked weirded out.

He then turned on a video, which was pitch black and only contained voices.

[Black King Drake, come face your death]

[Rawr…]

Those voices were compiled together from different timings, which was either his own angry bellows and the Black King Drake’s hissing.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang He opened the second post.

This one was uploaded by Jiangnan City’s MAD, and it announced the news that the Black King Drake of Chongming Island had ascended as a King Feral.

There was an image attached to the first part of the post, vividly depicting the skies above Chongming Island. Dark clouds were rolling over the horizon in the company of lightning bolts, and according to the post, that phenomenon was something that occurred whenever a rank-nine Feral ascend as a King Feral.

Rank-nine humans ascending up to divine-tier would cause the same phenomenon too.

At that point, Jiang He had forgotten about his breakfast.

Putting down his chopsticks and basically hugging his cellphone, he carefully read the content of the post which listed many circumstances to prove that the Black King Drake had indeed ascended as a King Feral.

After finishing his reading, Jiang He quietly put away his phone and looked up stiffly at Long Mountain Lin.

Only then did the old man smile. “Do you believe me now, Brother Jiang He? I’ve told you that it was proven and is no rumor… would the MAD of Jiangnan announce it publicly if it wasn’t proven?”

What the hell!

What the hell!

What the hell!

Jiang He came to his senses then and exclaimed ‘what the hell’ three times—this was perhaps the only way to convey how much he was shocked… and spooked!

He even felt that his back had become wet, and his whole body was breaking out cold sweat.

“The Black King Drake really did ascend as a King Feral?” He could not help exclaiming.

“You’ve read the information. What do you think?” Long Mountain Lin asked in return.

Jiang He mused irresolutely to himself for a long time.

Breathing a long sigh, he flashed a pained smile. “I believe it…

“I really believe it now!

“At first, I was puzzled—the Black King Drake was supposed to only be a rank-nine, but why was it so powerful? Even with my Dark Golden Combat Suit and every defensive technique charged, its tail whip left me with internal injuries and so many broken bones!”

“I thought it was gifted and far stronger than your average rank-nine Feral… but after reading these two posts, I finally realize that it’s already a King Feral.”

Frowning, Long Mountain Lin asked in confusion, “What do you mean, Jiang He? Have you encountered the Black King Drake?”

Wiping off the sweat from his brow, Jiang He said in lingering fright, “To tell the truth, Old Brother Lin… I had too much free time last night, so I went out, almost finding my own demise.”

???

There were question marks all over Long Mountain Lin’s face.

Jiang He simply pushed his cellphone towards him and pointed at the scarlet post on the Warrior Home forum. “The mysterious rank-nine they are mourning is actually me.”

“Still, most of the content in that post is not true. I did kill and disperse over a thousand gathered Ferals with my nuclear rocket launcher, even killing some rank-seven, rank-eight, and rank-nine Ferals in passing before I fought the Black King Drake.”

“However, it was just a dozen minutes between my landing on the island until I killed the Black King Drake. How is that a fierce battle for half-an-hour? What an exaggeration!”

Pausing, Jiang He only moved to the main point at that, and barked angrily, “Moreover, I’m alive and kicking. How did I lose my life to the Black King Drake?”

“…”

There was silence in the room. After several minutes, an elderly ‘what the hell’ could be heard!

At the same time.

A giant cloud of gloom was wafting at their direction from the distant horizon before coming to a stop, hovering above Jiangnan city base.

Looking closely, there was a drake almost a thousand meters long above it.

Its whole body was blue, and it had draconic horns and claws.

Rawr!

It abruptly reared its head, bellowing with a resounding draconic roar. The terrible soundwaves extended over all directions shattering the glass of countless buildings all over Jiangnan City’s base and leaving endless numbers of citizens pale in shock, just as the shattered glass crashed down like sharp weapons upon many pedestrians.

Though the glass fragments were not crashing down that quickly and any person alert enough could escape, the soundwave left them with a head-splitting agony to the point that they could not care about those things. In fact, the cars on the streets crashed together, forming a chain collision.

Back at Hotel Caesar, both Jiang He and Elder Lin’s gazes twitched as they darted outside. And yet, just as they jumped out of the broken window…

They saw that the shattered glass that was crashing down to the streets seemed to freeze up in the air.

As if an invisible force caught every falling glass shard.

Ping.

A crisp sound.

In the next second, every glass shard was reduced to powder and floated away with the wind.

“Do you want to die, Blue King Drake?”

“Are you intending to start at way above rank-nines, attacking a human city?”

A raging shout could be heard from the distance, and a blade’s glint cut through heaven and earth, slicing down at the massive cloud of gloom at the horizon.

Whoosh!

The cloud was torn apart.

Its form revealed, the thousand-meter long blue drake spoke in human tongue with a furious bellow, “Let there be war. Your human elite was as shameless as you are untrustworthy. Would the elites of our side adhere when your side had broken the rules?”

After the glint of the blade faded, a middle-aged man wearing military uniform too to the air, steeping on nothing to face the Blue Drake King, frowning as he asked, “What do you mean, Blue King Drake? When did a human elite break the rules?”

The Blue King Drake snorted. “What, are you not admitting that a human killed the Black King Drake?”

“…”

Down below.

Jiang He scratched his head at the gaze Long Mountain Lin was throwing him, laughing out loud to cover up his embarrassment while stammering, “What is it… I can’t be blamed for this one. I just wanted to kill some Ferals; I didn’t know I would cause such a huge mess.”

“Jiangnan’s MAD is to be blamed!”

“Yes, it’s their fault. They should have announced the news of the Black King Drake’s ascension long ago, and I would never have the guts to go to Chongming Island…”

Jiang He wiped his tears.

‘I’m very innocent, please!’

If he knew this would happen, he would have picked some weak rank-nine, cut it down with a few swings of his blade and he would have the materials need to level his farm. Why would he bother fighting such a difficult battle against the Black King Drake?

The fault lies entirely on Jiangnan’s MAD!

Hold on…

Jiang He suddenly remembered something else at that.

Since the Black King Drake had ascended as a King Feral, it no longer counted as a rank-nine, which was why he had to kill another rank-nine to actually gather enough portions of rank-nine Feral flesh!

“Goddamn it! The Jiangnan MAD is really to be blamed!”

Jiang He cursed through clenched teeth, before he quickly looked up at the horizon.

The Blue King Drake was a Feral beyond rank-nine, whereas the martial artist who cut the skies with his blade of light… was he a military elite?

“Once such champions clashed, the carnage from their battle could wreck all of Jiangnan City…” Jiang He’s whole body was breaking cold sweat profusely.

Should he come forward bravely and admit his fault?

Even so…

Wouldn’t he be killed by the Blue King Drake if he came forward?