Swish!
Jiang He returned to his farm in a flash.
Catch ferals?
Catch, my foot!
Survival was more important, and he certainly could not afford to get killed by the Sufferance-tier cultivators from the Penglai Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect before he caught the Feral Kings. Those beasts would have to wait for later.
Jiang He did not believe that he had the power to hold his own against cultivators who suffered six or seven retributions. Even the Five Thunder Talisman would be insignificant to him.
With that, his farm turned into a tiny particle latching on a tuft of seaweed under the sea.
At the same time, Jiang He experimented.
"As I've thought… my divine mind is able to leave the farm and observe what's outside."
"This would make things much more convenient and I could look at the sights out there while I farmed… eh?"
