Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

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Three days later.

Jiang Ding silently gazed upon a familiar-looking severed head, along with a storage bag that was delivered alongside it.

"The punishment was too severe... this woman alone would have sufficed."

He sighed softly.

Liu SanQi kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart as if he had heard nothing.

"No sooner had the two Senior Brothers left their retreat than they became so busy for the sake of their Junior Brother."

Jiang Ding showed a touched expression.

"With the leadership of the Senior Brother and Second Brother, why worry about the Sect's inability to drive out Xuetu Hall and revive our great cause?"

A stream of light blue Sword Qi flew by, turning the woman's head into crumb powder, scattering with the wind.

Liu SanQi let out a sigh of relief.

"Senior Uncle, the Fanren Supervision Bureau has been reactivated. Dozens of Inner Sect disciples, who are in the middle and later stages of Qi practicing, rushed to the mortal realm of Yue Country three days ago, to settle old scores with the Xiantian and aristocratic families over the years."

He reported.

"In at most a month, the mortal realm of Yue Country will once again be well governed, and it will be better than before."

"Not bad."

Jiang Ding nodded.

As long as it did not threaten his own safety,

he was willing to do something for the people of this world, even if it could not touch the root cause and was only temporary, but temporary was still significant, and it was good to give everyone a breather.

"Inner Sect disciple Chen Xi sought an audience three days ago and is still waiting at the foot of the mountain. He inquired about the next strategy of the Fanren Supervision Bureau, may I ask your intentions?"

Liu SanQi asked again.

He was already used to his Senior Uncle's frequent failure to respond to messages promptly and the increasing gaps between responses.

"No need to see him, just proceed as usual."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

"Understood."

Liu SanQi noted it down, flipped through the jade slip with his Divine Consciousness, and began discussing the next matter.

"Several years ago, Inner Sect disciple Gong Caiyu confronted some Outer Sect disciples who opposed reform and were trying to sabotage the system of the Fanren Supervision Bureau, even using a Magic Tool and injuring some of them, eventually she was severely injured by Zhou Kun."

"Because of her master's relationship, she was not killed and was sent to the Lanshan Spirit Copper Mine to be a managerial disciple. Within seven days at most, she will return to the Sect, and the Sect will cultivate her towards becoming a true disciple."

"She has always been so impulsive."

Jiang Ding sighed lightly, "I have already said, if you encounter an irresistible obstruction, it's best to stop; fortunately, the outcome was not too bad."

"Nine Heavens Relics."

Liu SanQi waited a moment and then raised the final matter.

"Three days ago, you asked me to gather information about the Nine Heavens Relics. I tried to ask the Uncle in charge of this matter who was very enthusiastic and allowed me full access to the records of these years, and even mobilized many disciples to help."

He took out a jade slip that was clearly freshly prepared, presented it respectfully, and then said,

"Since thirty years ago, when Xuetu Hall completely solved the difficulty of teleporting into the Nine Heavens Relics and made it possible to send peak Qi Practicing cultivators inside, the Sect's situation can be briefly summarized as suffering successive defeats."

"In the past ten years, as Xuetu Hall's three sons, Hua Xuezi, Du Jiangzi, and Bai Gui Zi, grew up and their Cultivation Bases reached the peak of Qi Practicing, our Sect has found it increasingly difficult to obtain the main material for the Foundation Building Pill, the Golden Jade Mushroom. It has been a full eighteen years since the Wood Attribute Foundation Building Pill was last concocted."

"Apart from the occasional stray Foundation Building Pills that flow in from the external Cultivation World, in these eighteen years, not a single disciple has broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, including the seven true descendants of our Sect."

"Many have wasted years at the peak of Qi practicing, unable to break through until their lives ended."

"Three days ago, for the mission of inspecting the mortal realm by the Fanren Supervision Bureau, each one of the seven true descendants snapped up a task."

"Besides,"

Liu SanQi's tone paused for a moment.

"Within the Sect, all Foundation-building Uncles with children sent you their respects. They don't have your messaging talisman, so they were all delivered here to me."

He pulled out a large stack of respect cards from his chest.

Jiang Ding's Divine Consciousness scanned over them; most were worded rather tactfully, with phrases like 'respectfully greeting Senior Uncle,' and 'my child is unruly and difficult to discipline, earnestly requesting Senior Uncle to admonish him.'

"Understood."

Jiang Ding put away the respect cards, neither confirming nor denying.

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At the foot of the mountain.

A talisman flew in.

A woman in a purple palace dress, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, caught the talisman only for her eyes to dim immediately.

She let out a wry laugh.

"Is the scheming within the bones of us royal disciples so disliked?"

"But clearly, I did as you instructed and did not interfere."

After a long sigh, she left alone.

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Botanical elective class.

Jiang Ding walked out of the botanical garden, surrounded by various bubbles; some contained deserts with cacti as tough as steel, others held lava with deep red lotus flowers undulating within them, and some were icy, snow-covered landscapes...

"Have a nice vacation."

An Siyan offered his greetings.

For eight years, this guy had never stepped out of campus, not even once to go home during the New Year.

"Mhm, thank you."

"Say goodbye to Jin Lingfeng for me, I will bring her specialties from Rongcheng City."

Jiang Ding nodded, not needing to pack anything. He levitated and turned into a light blue escape light, flying off towards the horizon, his speed even faster than it had been a few days before.

"Magnetic Levitation Flight Technique!"

This flying technique, which perfectly aligned with the "Wan Hua Magnetic Element Scripture," was incredibly easy for him to learn. In just three days, he mastered the basics and quickly reached a stage of minor achievement.

To achieve major accomplishment would take at most another year.

His current speed had already surpassed that of ordinary Foundation-building cultivators, and his previous shortcoming in mobility no longer existed.

"Although it's very suitable... I still feel it's not quite satisfying."

Amidst the whistling wind, Jiang Ding felt a thought rising to the forefront of his mind. After much deliberation, his attention concentrated on the Taiqing Flying Sword between his brows.

"Right, that's it."

"My peak speed should be Sword Escaping, and specifically, it should be magnetic levitating sword escaping."

His eyes lit up, and he immediately began scrolling through the library catalog on his phone.

"There it is, 'Great Solar Sword Escape Technique,' a high-class escape method recorded in the 'Great Sun Sword Scripture,' grand and majestic like a blazing sun, often crashing straight into the opponent, turning them to ash."

"When I'm not sufficient... I'm the one turning to ash."

"Too conspicuous."

Jiang Ding commented, prioritizing his search for electromagnetic sword escapes.

He found nothing.

"I'll have to create it myself. Even if I haven't reached that level of understanding in the Immortal Dao Foundation, I wonder if it's feasible to commission the Xianmen Science Institute to develop it, and how much it would cost."

Jiang Ding mused to himself.

As he flew out of Qingfeng University, the number of people flying around him grew. There were flying cars on one route, Spirit Beasts on another, and individual cultivators escaping by themselves on yet another, with layers of escape lights crisscrossing while clearly demarcated.

His thoughts soared.

This was different from customizing a personal version of a cultivation method at the Central Array Spirit Computer.

That was merely the combination of personal data and cultivation methods, which the Central Array Spirit Computer could deduce easily with its vast computational power.

What he needed was to create an entirely new cultivation method from scratch!

Ordinary ranks wouldn't do.

He could imagine, it would be a tremendous expenditure of Spirit Stones.

"Never mind, there's no rush. 'Magnetic Levitation Flight Technique' and 'Great Solar Sword Escape Technique' are both good to practice in the meantime. Although they do not maximize my own speed, they're still stronger than 99% of the people."

Ding!

A red light appeared ahead.

As they reached the intersection of air lanes, Jiang Ding and a group of cultivators using small magic tools to escape halted in midair, stopping to watch the flying cars whizz by.

Ding Dong!

Three minutes later, the cultivators set off again.