The Difference Between the Two

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Jiang Tingting suddenly smiled and reassured him with a smile at the corners of her lips:

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

"Taiyin Moon Blade and the Human Emperor Seal are both imperial weapons of Senior Taiyin Human Emperor, an ancient Human Emperor. The gap between them is already too vast to describe."

As she spoke, Jiang Tingting turned to the side and lightly beckoned. Her Divine Power condensed into an invisible giant hand that stretched outward.

The next moment, a chaotic stone mountain several thousand meters tall in the distance was forcibly uprooted from the ground.

The enormous stone mountain floated before Fang Zheng. Under that invisible hand, it was effortlessly kneaded like a strong man pinching a tiny grain of rice, directly shattering into dust.

After merely a few seconds of repeated kneading, the mountain was heated until it turned into a massive spherical mass of magma roughly a thousand meters in diameter.

She gave another light squeeze, and the enormous magma mass was forcibly compressed by a great deal. A faint trace of Taiyin Power forcefully cooled the heat, instantly turning it from lava into a crystal-clear, perfectly smooth black sphere less than a thousand meters in diameter.

Like a gigantic black pearl, it stood upon the earth.

Then, with another light wave of her hand, a chirping sparrow from a mountain forest dozens of kilometers away was forcibly captured and fell into her hand, unable to move.

Jiang Tingting then snatched a worm from the sparrow's beak and looked at Fang Zheng. "Senior Fang Zheng, the difference in power between the Taiyin Moon Blade and a Great Sage-level cultivator is countless times greater than the difference between me and this worm."

"So I was not lying to you."

Only then did Fang Zheng barely relax. "That's good, that's good..."

He looked toward the flattened mountaintop in the distance, still feeling lingering fear.

Those Flood Dragons spawned by the Monster Spawner were actually this terrifying. Good thing no one got hurt. If I experiment again in the future, I definitely need to find somewhere without people.

His guilt came quickly and went just as quickly. Having just confirmed that no one had been hurt, Fang Zheng began letting his thoughts run wild again.

"Great Sage level... I remember Taiyin telling me that these are experts capable of casually destroying stars, right?"

Fang Zheng found it somewhat unbelievable. "And now I can spawn this kind of thing anytime with Spawn Eggs?"

When he used to play games, Fang Zheng had loved using Spawn Eggs in Creative Mode to create huge numbers of Zombies, Iron Golems, and other monsters, then watching them battle in a chaotic free-for-all.

"Now I can mass-produce Great Sage-level Flood Dragons and make them fight in a free-for-all."

"Hehehe."

After chuckling a few times unconsciously, Fang Zheng began daydreaming again. This world is so huge. Could every animal that lays eggs be spawned this way?

"Come to think of it, does this Cultivation World have dragon eggs, phoenix eggs, and things like that?"

"Hehehe. If I could get those and turn them into Spawn Eggs, wouldn't I be able to have a super army made up of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of divine dragons and phoenixes?"

"That would definitely look cool."

"But..." Fang Zheng became a little troubled again. "There are only a few kinds of animals that can be tamed in Minecraft. If I spawn dragons and phoenixes, how am I supposed to tame them? What if they don't listen to me?"

"How can I make them listen to me? Pay them a salary?"

"Come to think of it..." He suddenly became curious again. "What exactly is the difference between Flood Dragons spawned by Monster Spawners and Spawn Eggs, and normal Flood Dragons in this Cultivation World?"

"Do Flood Dragons spawned by Monster Spawners have brains? Are they intelligent life forms? What is their cultivation level? Can they continue cultivating, or are they completely like Minecraft creatures, with their health, attack power, and everything else fixed...?"

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

Fang Zheng asked, "Jiang Tingting, was the giant hand that took those Flood Dragons away just now from one of your family's cultivators? Were those Flood Dragons killed?"

At that moment, a voice entered Jiang Tingting's ears: (Since the Taiyin Human Emperor's friend wishes to ask, answer him. Treat him well...)

Hearing the sudden voice transmission from the Jiang family's Emperor Weapon, the Hengyu Furnace, Jiang Tingting nodded and answered Fang Zheng, "That giant hand belonged to an ancestor-level figure of my Jiang family. He is the tenth-generation descendant of the Great Emperor Hengyu, a Quasi-Emperor Third Heaven cultivator named Jiang Wen."

"Senior Fang Zheng, the five Flood Dragons you created seem to still be alive. Do you need to meet him?"

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

"Of course, Senior Fang Zheng. You are the Jiang family's most precious guest. The Jiang family's Emperor Weapon, the Hengyu Furnace, has instructed us to satisfy all your requests as much as possible. Ancestor Jiang Wen will also do his utmost to fulfill your requests."

"Then let's go take a look."

A short while later, inside a hidden Secret Realm of the Jiang family.

This place had been opened within chaos by the Jiang family's predecessors and could be called the Jiang family's most secret location. Its entrance lay beneath the Hengyu Furnace in the Jiang family ancestral hall, personally guarded by this fully awakened Emperor Weapon.

Within the Secret Realm, the air was filled with Spiritual Energy so dense that it had already turned into mist. All around were rare treasures and precious artifacts, while rivers of Divine Source Liquid condensed from Spiritual Energy flowed across the ground.

Faint spiritual mist swirled through the air, and vague phantoms of immortals dancing with swords could be seen appearing and disappearing.

Teacups sat upon a stone table. Every tea leaf in the cups resembled a treasured sword, a divine blade, or a bell and cauldron. Their colors were like divine jade, and each emitted its own wondrous Dao aura.

These tea leaves came from the life-forbidden zone, Undying Mountain. They were leaves from the Immortal Medicine, the Ancient Dao Comprehension Tea Tree, which had been swept out of the mountains by a storm of Spiritual Energy. Every leaf could allow one to enter a brief state of Dao comprehension, making them priceless treasures that could aid cultivation.

Yet no one present drank this incomparably precious tea.

Three people stood before the stone table.

One was a handsome and elegant man of peerless bearing: Jiang Yifei, the Jiang family's strongest and most low-key genius of the current generation, as well as its current head. One was a woman with delicate features like a painting, as bright as the moon: Jiang Tingting, who possessed the Taiyin Physique. The last was an aged old man named Jiang Wen, an ancestor-level figure of the Jiang family and the tenth-generation descendant of the Great Emperor Hengyu.

Although chairs had been set around the stone table, everyone remained standing because the Block Person standing there could not perform the action of sitting down. Out of politeness, they stood with him.

Fang Zheng said somewhat embarrassedly, "Uh, everyone, sit down. My body can't sit, but you don't need to stand with me. It looks a little strange like this."

After the three of them sat down, Fang Zheng looked at Jiang Wen across from him. After hesitating for a moment, he awkwardly took the initiative to apologize. "Um... I'm really sorry. Those Flood Dragons earlier were created by me. I really didn't expect them to become so huge, and they almost caused casualties."

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

Jiang Wen looked at the Block Person apologizing to him with a somewhat strange expression, silently wondering, Wasn't he said to be a friend of the Taiyin Sacred Emperor? Why do his words and actions make him seem like an underage junior?

He took a sip of tea. A gentle smile appeared on his wrinkled old face as he spoke calmly. "Senior Fang Zheng, you are too kind. It was merely a small effort. You are an honored guest of the Jiang family, so there is no need to apologize over such a trivial matter."

Fang Zheng paused, hesitation in his voice as he continued, "Um, those Flood Dragons... they're still alive, right? Can I see them?"

The gentle smile remained on Jiang Wen's wrinkled old face as he cupped his hands toward Fang Zheng. "Senior is an honored guest of the Jiang family. This junior will naturally fulfill your request."

I have seen many readers say that my plot progresses too slowly. The main issue is that I am not very good at controlling the pacing. For example, with my previous book, when I tried writing faster, readers exclaimed that it was frighteningly fast. When I tried slowing it down, readers said it was too slow and too padded.

Starting today, I will go back to three updates a day, around six thousand words daily.

The main reason is that before the book goes premium, the editor said I should not update too much, otherwise I might not be able to fully benefit from the recommendations.

Even now, it has not reached ten thousand bookmarks.

Although it has already been confirmed that it can get the third round of recommendations, and the hundred-thousand-word smart recommendation is coming soon, it is hard to say how many bookmarks there will be after these two rounds of recommendations are finished.

Sigh, it feels like the plot in this book may be too slow, and readers do not enjoy it.

But mainly, this book is more like a farming and management story, so the slower pace is unavoidable. I want to build the world as well as possible instead of describing everything hastily.