Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 152

Rumble… Boom!

A series of dull, grinding roars echoed, like a millstone scraping across ice.

As Jiang Tian’s finger swept through the air, the ground shook violently, as if a giant dragon were writhing and turning deep beneath the earth.

“What’s happening?”
“An earthquake?”

Everyone wore stunned expressions, staring dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes. They looked at each other in confusion, glancing around nervously.

They saw several earthen ridges erupt from the ground, connecting the northern deep pond, the southern ancient well, the eastern hillside, and the western locust forest like giant serpents.

Instantly, a wave of scorching geothermal energy rose, making everyone feel warm, even uncomfortably hot.

“This… this… where did these mounds come from?” Witnessing this, everyone was utterly flabbergasted.

“Heavens! Master, look!” One of the disciples tugged at the stupefied Xu Hui, pointing at the potted plants and greenery.

Before their eyes, all the plants and bonsai trees simultaneously sprouted tender green buds, shot forth new branches, and many even burst into full, vibrant bloom.

With a single thought forming the incantation and a lift of his hand establishing the formation, Jiang Tian had connected the life force across the thousand-plus acres of Gu Yun Gardens, harmonizing the Feng Shui and filling it with thriving vitality!

Amidst a profusion of flowers, encircled by green leaves, Jiang Tian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, smiling faintly, like an Immortal Emperor descended to the mortal world, with all blossoms blooming in celebration!

“This is… ‘One Thought Forms the Spell, a Raised Hand Sets the Formation’!” Xu Hui muttered, utterly crestfallen, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his face a mask of shock.

“Master, what does ‘One Thought Forms the Spell, a Raised Hand Sets the Formation’ mean?” a disciple managed to ask, finally tearing himself away from his astonishment.

“Even those with Tong Xuan cultivation, who can resonate with Heaven and Earth, still need to chant incantations to wield power!” Xu Hui could barely stand, his lips quivering wildly as he spoke in a tremulous voice. “But if one cultivates a Dao Body and generates spiritual will, they can achieve the divine miracle of ‘Mind Penetration, Connection with All Things’. A single thought arises, and all things sense it. A single thought forms the spell, communicating with Heaven and Earth. A raised hand creates the formation, gathering spiritual energy… like a god!”

Hearing this, everyone felt profoundly shaken, as if Jiang Tian truly was a celestial being descended to earth.

Altering the terrain and changing the Feng Shui was already considered profoundly mysterious. But for Jiang Tian to simply raise his hand, cause the earth dragon to churn, change the Feng Shui, and make thousands of plants and trees instantly recover, sprout, branch out, and bloom… this completely surpassed their understanding.

“Master, what… what did you say? He has Dao Body cultivation?” A disciple was so shocked his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

In ancient times, this meant being a real person, not just a false title. Being able to serve as a national teacher would earn the emperor some respect!

Since the Ming Dynasty, no mystical arts masters of Dao Body cultivation had appeared in China. Calling them as rare as a phoenix’s feather would be an understatement; they were like divine dragons in the sky.

Suddenly, Xu Hui shuddered, remembering something. He walked over to Jiang Tian and asked with utmost reverence, “Esteemed Master Jiang, might you… be from Jiangbei?”

“You guessed correctly. It’s me,” Jiang Tian replied with an air of leisurely ease, smiling faintly.

“It really is Master Jiang!” Xu Hui was scared out of his wits. His legs gave way, and he fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing like pounding garlic. “M-Master Jiang, this disciple failed to recognize a true master and offended you! Please punish me!”

The crowd was dumbstruck.

Who was Xu Hui? The head disciple of Master Hongye, a famous figure in the Southern mystical arts community, a guest of honor for many dignitaries and powerful people! Even billionaires, mayors, and party secretaries treated him with courtesy and respect. Yet here he was, kneeling before Jiang Tian and begging for punishment!

“You dared disrespect me. I won’t kill you, but I will strip you of your lifelong cultivation.” Jiang Tian’s gaze turned cold. He raised his hand and made a grasping motion towards Xu Hui from a distance.

Instantly, Xu Hui seemed to age ten years in an instant. His once full cheeks rapidly sunken and withered, his teeth fell out, and his previously bright, sharp eyes became muddy and dull. He slowly slumped to the ground.

“Thank you, Master Jiang, for sparing my life! Thank you…” Yet Xu Hui continued to kowtow in gratitude, his face filled with thankfulness.

A Dao Body cultivator was practically an immortal. Having provoked an immortal, keeping his life was already immense fortune and luck.

Witnessing this, everyone was even more terrified, their gazes towards Jiang Tian filled with apprehension and fear.

Xu Hui, supported by his grief-stricken disciples, departed. Without a moment’s delay, Jiang Tian also left, hands clasped behind his back, strolling away lazily.

“M-Master Jiang, wait a moment!” Seeing this, Zhao Junlin hurried forward, grabbing Jiang Tian’s sleeve, his face wreathed in ingratiating smiles. “You solved this trouble; your merit is supreme! How about you and your father join me for a gathering tonight?”

“No need, Secretary Zhao. I’m quite busy,” Jiang Tian declined politely. Then, with meaningful emphasis, he added, “Over the years, thank you for promoting my father.”

Hearing these words, Zhao Junlin felt as if he had fallen into an icy cellar, a shiver running down his spine, chilling him to the bone. He and Jiang Zhixing had never been on good terms, and he had even planned to use this incident to have him removed entirely.

But now, how could he dare? Jiang Tian was like a god—with a single thought, he could spur thousands of flowers and trees to life; with a raised hand, he could strip a person of their vitality and cultivation. Killing Zhao Junlin would be as easy as killing a chicken.

He quickly assured him, “Master Jiang, I’m about to retire. Rest assured, I will definitely recommend your father!”

“Matters of the official world, I don’t understand. Handle it as you see fit! However, my abilities… don’t spread them, especially not to my father!” Jiang Tian gave a faint smile and walked towards the parking lot.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul!” Zhao Junlin nodded emphatically. He had wanted to handle this matter discreetly anyway; after all, officials consulting Feng Shui masters wouldn’t look good if it got out.

“Jiang Tian, wait!” As Jiang Tian and the ecstatically jumping Zhao Wuji reached the parking lot, Yan Di came running up, her slender, straight legs carrying her swiftly. “Wait!” she called out, slightly breathless.

“Is there something?” Jiang Tian turned, his gaze indifferent.

Yan Di’s face was full of reverence and admiration. “About earlier… I’m sorry…” she said softly.

“You didn’t say anything untrue…” Jiang Tian replied without a trace of expression, his tone calm.

Yan Di’s face stiffened, and she lowered her head slightly, thinking that Jiang Tian seemed displeased, almost pushing her away from a thousand miles.

But ultimately, she didn’t want to give up this rare opportunity. Gathering her courage, a blush tinting her cheeks, she bit her full red lip with her pearly white teeth and offered an enchanting, even ingratiating smile. In a sweet, coaxing voice, she said, “I’ll be staying here for a couple more days. If you have time tonight, let me treat you to dinner and a movie? You solved this problem; you helped my father and the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences immensely! I need to thank you properly.”

Yan Di was a Ph.D. who had studied abroad in France. She held a teaching position at Jinling Agricultural College. Such a woman was highly sought after in the marriage market. She never lacked suitors, among them professors, scholars, sons of officials, and wealthy scions—all promising young talents.

But compared to Jiang Tian now, she felt they all paled into insignificance; they weren’t even worth a fart.

“Oh… Actually, I wasn’t thinking of helping you. I wanted to help my father; this project is his responsibility, after all.” Jiang Tian didn’t even look at her. He got into the car, had Zhao Wuji start the engine, and sped off in a cloud of dust.

“You… How could you reject me?!” Yan Di was filled with frustration and regret, stamping her foot in vexation.

“Yan Di, forget it. He’s already married. It’s too late…” Behind her, Yan Jianfan sighed deeply.

His own heart was also filled with regret and remorse. Years ago, when it came to Jiang Tian’s marriage, Jiang Zhixing and his wife had approached Yan Jianfan. After all, Yan Jianfan and Jiang Zhixing had been university classmates, and Yan Di and Jiang Tian were practically childhood sweethearts.

But back then, Jiang Tian was unaccomplished and useless—a good-for-nothing. How could Yan Jianfan possibly agree?

Who could have imagined that in just two or three years, Jiang Tian would have acquired such heaven-defying skills?

Yan Jianfan couldn’t help but think, if only he had recognized Jiang Tian’s true worth back then, what status and glory would he and his daughter enjoy now?

“He’s so young, and already married?” Yan Di’s delicate frame trembled slightly, her pretty face turning pale, her heart filled with dismay and despair.

But the next moment, she perked up. “So what? Being his second wife wouldn’t be so bad! I wasn’t planning on getting married anyway! Hmph, just wait until you’re in Jinling; I’ll ask you out every day!”

Having studied in France, the city of romance, her ideas were more liberal. She immediately made up her mind.

“Sigh, yes. With such an accomplished son, I’m afraid Zhixing might get promoted several more times! The Jiang family has produced a dragon. We all underestimated him!” Yan Jianfan shook his head, his expression complex, bitterly regretting his foolish decision from years past.

That evening, returning home, Jiang Tian found his father’s face radiant with joy. His mother, who rarely cooked, had prepared a table full of dishes and brought out the old liquor his father had cherished for years.

“Mom, what’s the occasion? It’s not a holiday, yet you’ve made this huge feast!” Jiang Tian pulled out a chair, sat down, and immediately picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork rib to eat.

“You little rascal, you haven’t even washed your hands!” Zhang Wanqing tapped Jiang Tian’s hand with her chopsticks, laughing. “It’s wonderful news! This morning, some Master Jiang from Jiangbei solved the problem at Gu Yun Gardens! And this afternoon, the Guo family from Nanyang contacted your father about investing 10 billion to build a shipyard in Qixia County! It’s the largest investment in Qixia County’s history; even the municipal party committee was shocked!”

“That’s great news! Shouldn’t you thank that Master Jiang, Mom and Dad?” Zhao Xueqing smiled beautifully, her lovely eyes glancing meaningfully at Jiang Tian, clearly saying, “That was you, wasn’t it? Why keep it from Mom and Dad?”

“Ah, that Master Jiang is a lofty, reclusive master. I heard even some Master Xu from Lingnan knelt before him! How could people like us ever get to meet someone like that?” Jiang Zhixing opened the liquor and poured a glass for Jiang Tian.

“Dad, let me!” Jiang Tian couldn’t accept this, quickly taking the bottle to pour wine for his father instead. He laughed, “If you want to meet that Master Jiang, I can arrange for you to see him every day! To be honest, I am Master Jiang!”

“Pfft, you brat, you’re not even fit to shine his shoes!” Zhang Wanqing thought her son was just joking. She continued happily, “But with this matter resolved perfectly, plus the massive investment from the Guo family in Nanyang, your father might get promoted again in this reshuffle, maybe even become County Mayor!”

“The municipal committee hasn’t issued the official document yet. Don’t say a word about this to anyone outside, or we’ll become a laughingstock!” Jiang Zhixing admonished with a serious expression, but the happy smile at the corners of his eyes and brows was impossible to hide.

Hearing this, Jiang Tian also smiled with satisfaction.

His father had always been diligent and conscientious in his work, with an excellent reputation. Coupled with the major achievement of attracting investment, and Zhao Junlin’s recommendation, becoming County Mayor or Party Secretary in this reshuffle was almost certain.

In the next moment, Jiang Tian’s eyes narrowed slightly, concealing their sharp, cold glint and a surge of frantic killing intent.

Next, it was time to deal with the matter of the Qixia Pharmaceutical Factory. He needed to find that kid Sun Hao as soon as possible.