Planting Immortal Crystals

"What?"

Jin Sidao's eyes were round and bulging. Convinced that he had heard it wrong, he could not help asking, "Mister Jiang, who did you say you just killed?"

"A Golden Immortal of the Green Hill Foxes!"

Jiang He was a little speechless.

You are a high and mighty full-fledged swords cultivator, and even if your cultivation was a little weak, you could not even hear that?

Keeping his patience, Jiang He repeated himself. "Like I said, I just got rid of a Golden Immortal of the Green Hill Foxes, and now I'm about to ambush the immortals of the other nine sects. I'm therefore asking you to inform factions such as the Taixu Sect and Jiuhua Sect, and to ask them step into outside space with me for a bit."

Glug!

Jin Sidao's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was unsure what to say just then.

A Golden Immortal?

That's a Golden Immortal you're talking about!

Is Jiang He already this powerful?