The Gap Between Them

Listening to Fang Zheng's question, Jiang Tingting suddenly smiled, her lips curved as she comforted him.

"Senior Fang Zheng, although you are a friend of the Taiyin Human Emperor, you are not a cultivator, so you don't understand the gap. Those Flood Dragons just now were merely Great Sage level."

"And the Taiyin Moon Blade and the Human Emperor Seal are both Imperial Weapons of the Taiyin Human Emperor, who was an ancient Sacred Emperor. The gap between the two is indescribably vast."

As she spoke, Jiang Tingting turned her head to the side and gently beckoned. Divine Power condensed into an invisible giant hand and extended outwards.

In the next moment, a rocky mountain thousands of meters high in the distance was forcibly uprooted from the ground.

The massive rocky mountain floated before Fang Zheng. Under the invisible hand, it was as if a strong man was pinching a grain of rice, easily crushing it into dust.

The force of the kneading in just a few seconds directly heated the mountain, turning it into a giant ball of lava about a kilometer in diameter.

She then squeezed it gently, and the enormous lava mass was forcibly compressed by a large circumference. The faint Taiyin Power forcibly cooled the heat, instantly transforming it from molten rock into a smooth, crystal-clear black sphere less than a kilometer in diameter.

It resembled a giant black pearl, standing tall on the earth.

Immediately after, she beckoned again, and a chirping sparrow from a forest tens of kilometers away was forcibly captured and fell into her hand, unable to move.

Jiang Tingting then snatched a worm from the sparrow's mouth and said to Fang Zheng, "Senior Fang Zheng, the power difference between the Taiyin Moon Blade and a Great Sage level cultivator is countless times greater than the difference between me and this little worm."

"So, I wasn't lying to you."

Fang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good, that's good..."

He looked at the flattened mountaintop in the distance, still feeling a surge of fear.

"These Flood Dragons summoned by the Monster Spawner are so exaggerated. Fortunately, no one was hurt. Next time I try, I must find a place where no one is around."

The guilt came and went quickly. As soon as he confirmed no one was injured, Fang Zheng started daydreaming again.

"Great Sage level, I remember Taiyin told me that's a powerhouse capable of destroying stars with a casual flick of their wrist, right?"

Fang Zheng felt a sense of disbelief. "I can actually summon things like this with a Spawn Egg at any time?"

When he used to play games, Fang Zheng loved using Creative Mode to summon a horde of zombies and Iron Golems with Spawn Eggs and watch them fight.

"Now I can wholesale Great Sage level Flood Dragons and have them fight each other."

"Hehehe."

He chuckled subconsciously and started daydreaming again. "This world is so vast, can all animals that can lay eggs be summoned this way?"

"Speaking of which, are there Dragon Eggs and Phoenix Eggs in this Cultivation World?"

"Hehehe, if I could get those and turn them into Spawn Eggs, wouldn't I be able to possess a super army of hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of Divine Dragons and Phoenixes!"

"That would definitely be awesome."

"But..." Fang Zheng became a little troubled again. "In Minecraft, only a few types of animals can be tamed. If I summon dragons and phoenixes, how can I tame them? What if they don't listen to me?"

"How can I make them obey me? Pay them wages?"

"Speaking of which..." he suddenly became curious again. "What's the difference between the Flood Dragons summoned by the Monster Spawner and Spawn Egg, and the normal Flood Dragons in this Cultivation World?"

"Do the Flood Dragons summoned by the Monster Spawner have brains? Are they intelligent beings? What is their cultivation level? Can they continue to cultivate, or are they completely like Minecraft creatures, with fixed health and attack power..."

A string of questions popped into Fang Zheng's mind, making him itch with curiosity.

Fang Zheng asked, "Jiang Tingting, was that giant hand that captured those Flood Dragons earlier one of your family's cultivators? Were those Flood Dragons killed?"

At this moment, a voice entered Jiang Tingting's ears: (Since the friend of the Taiyin Human Emperor is asking, then answer him. Treat him well...)

Listening to the sudden telepathic message from the Jiang Family's Imperial Weapon, the Hengyu Furnace, Jiang Tingting nodded and replied to Fang Zheng, "That's right. That giant hand belonged to an Ancestor-level figure of my Jiang Family. He is the tenth-generation descendant of Great Emperor Hengyu, a cultivator at the Quasi-Emperor Third Heaven, named Jiang Wen."

"Senior Fang Zheng, the five Flood Dragons you created don't seem to be dead yet. Do you want to meet him?"

"Uh, this... is that okay?" Fang Zheng hesitated. "Isn't he your family's ancestor?"

"It's fine, Senior Fang Zheng. You are the Jiang Family's most honored guest. The Jiang Family's Imperial Weapon, the Hengyu Furnace, has already instructed that all your requests will be met as much as possible, and Ancestor Jiang Wen will also do his best to fulfill your requests."

"Then let's go take a look."

A moment later, in a hidden Secret Realm of the Jiang Family.

This place was opened up by the ancestors of the Jiang Family from chaos, and it can be called the most secret place of the Jiang Family. Its entrance is located below the Hengyu Furnace in the Jiang Family's ancestral hall, and it is personally guarded by this Imperial Weapon, which is now fully revived.

Inside the Secret Realm, the air was filled with extremely dense Spiritual Energy that had already turned into mist. The ground was covered with various rare treasures, and rivers of Divine Source Liquid condensed from Spiritual Energy flowed on the ground.

Faint spiritual mist swirled in the air, and illusory figures of immortals dancing with swords could be vaguely seen.

On a stone table, teacups were placed. Each tea leaf in the cups resembled a treasure sword, divine blade, or bell tripod, with a luster like divine jade, emitting its own unique and wondrous dao charm.

These tea leaves originated from the Undying Mountain, a forbidden zone. They are the leaves of the Immortal Medicine – the Ancient Dao Comprehension Tea Tree – that was swept out of the mountain range by a spiritual energy storm. Each leaf can allow one to enter a brief state of enlightenment and is a priceless treasure that can aid in cultivation.

However, none of the people present were drinking this incredibly precious tea.

Three people stood before the stone table.

One was a man as radiant as jade, with peerless grace, the most powerful and low-key genius of the current generation of the Jiang Family, the current patriarch, Jiang Yifei; one was a woman with eyes like paintings and a beauty like the bright moon, Jiang Tingting, who possessed the Taiyin Physique; and the last was a frail old man named Jiang Wen, an Ancestor-level figure of the Jiang Family and the tenth-generation descendant of Great Emperor Hengyu.

Although there were chairs in front of the stone table, they all stood. This was because the Block Person standing there could not perform the action of sitting down, and out of politeness, they also stood.

Fang Zheng said somewhat sheepishly, "Uh, everyone please sit down. My body can't sit down, so you don't have to accompany me. It looks a bit strange like this."

After the three of them were seated, Fang Zheng looked at Jiang Wen opposite him. After a moment's hesitation, he apologized with a hint of awkwardness, "Um... I'm really sorry. Those Flood Dragons earlier were something I created. I really didn't expect them to grow so large and almost cause casualties."

"Grandpa Jiang Wen, thank you for catching them."

Jiang Wen sized up the Block Person apologizing to him with a strange expression. He wondered to himself, 'Aren't they supposed to be a friend of the Taiyin Sacred Emperor? Why do their words and actions seem like those of an immature junior?'

He took a sip of tea, and a gentle smile appeared on his wrinkled old face. He said in a calm tone, "Senior Fang Zheng is too kind. This was merely a small effort. You are an honored guest of the Jiang Family, and there's no need to apologize for such a minor matter."

Fang Zheng paused for a moment, his tone hesitant, and continued, "Um, about those Flood Dragons, are they still alive? Can I see them?"

Jiang Wen's wrinkled old face still held a gentle smile. He cupped his hands towards Fang Zheng and said, "Senior is an honored guest of the Jiang Family. This junior will naturally fulfill your request."

Many readers have said my plot is too slow. The main reason is that I'm not good at controlling the pacing. For example, in my last book, when I tried to write faster, readers exclaimed it was terrifyingly fast. When I tried to write slower, readers complained it was too slow and watery.

Starting today, I'll go back to three updates, over 6,000 words per day.

The main reason is that before the book went on sale, the editor said I couldn't update too much, to avoid not being able to fully utilize the recommendations.

Even now, I haven't reached 10,000 collections.

Although the third round of recommendations is confirmed, and the 100,000-word intelligent recommendation is coming soon, it's hard to say how many collections I'll have after fully utilizing these two rounds of recommendations.

Sigh, I feel like the plot of this book is too slow, and readers don't like it.

But the main reason is that this book focuses more on a farming and management style, so a slow plot is unavoidable. I want to flesh out the world-building as much as possible, rather than describing it hastily.