Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”My enemy now, it seems, is no longer merely within the Internal Qi Realm...”

Jiang Ding thought quietly as he walked with Gong Caiyu into the now completely silent gate of the Jindaobieyuan.

The Talisman Sword flew out with a whistle, pinpointing and slaying the Jindao School servants and disciples who took the opportunity to rob and set fires—before long, the entire Jindaobieyuan quieted down, so quiet that the drop of a needle could be heard.

Jiang Ding glanced at the screen monitoring the Ancestor Temple of Jindaoshan Mountain.

”Nothing.”

”Including Wei Xian, he hasn’t planted any life or death sensing restriction among these people, or maybe, he doesn’t care.”

Jiang Ding found a place near the water and sat down cross-legged, the Talisman Sword with a tinge of blue suspended beside him, absorbing the Great Sun Essence and the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi to temper the sword’s body.

From a distance, he looked like a divine being shouldering the Great Sun.

”Mother!”

”Mother, where are you?”

Gong Caiyu was searching everywhere within the Jindaobieyuan, which spanned several acres, calling out loudly, occasionally grabbing a servant to ask for directions, quickly heading toward a target.

”Greetings to Young Master Jiang!”

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

A masked man knelt on one knee before him, possessing Internal Qi Perfection in his cultivation, the same person who had discovered Wei Xian earlier by Gong Caiyu’s side and quickly fled.

With the highest courtesy, he respectfully said, ”My liege, Princess Qinghechang, Princess Chen Xi, wishes to meet with you, if you are available?”

This was not only his personal fear of the powerful but also the Princess’s request.

She was afraid of being pursued by another completely insane Xiantian strongman, a calamity not sought, not wishing to stir displeasure over trivialities.

”It’s an honor for the Princess to visit.”

Jiang Ding nodded slightly, stood up, and assumed a welcoming posture.

Moments later, Chen Xi arrived, resplendent in her elegant palace dress; from afar, she bowed deeply, revealing stunning curves: ”Chen Xi, greetings to Mr. Jiang.”

The ’Divine Poison Doctor’ Granny Liu, one of the eight heroes, followed behind, looking at the youth in the blue clothes with uncertainty.

The last time they met, he seemed only a bit more perceptive—how could he directly repel, with a Flying Sword, the long-renowned ’Ten Flower Sword Fairy’ Wan Qianyu, whose combat power was even stronger than her?

”The Princess is too polite.”

Jiang Ding said politely.

After the small talk, Chen Xi, extremely adept at social interaction, keenly sensed that the young man before her was completely unmoved by her beauty and status, which discouraged her.

She glanced down at her prominent chest and compared herself to Gong Caiyu, biting her lip in secret envy and frustration.

This was a talent ranked second on the Dragon and Phoenix List!

In the future, she might even dominate this land, rise a nation with a word, or destroy one with the same ease!

And there was also Li Qingyun—after a brief interaction, the feeling was almost identical. With her beauty and status, she could easily captivate countless Jianghu youths and renowned heroes, turning them into lapdogs.

But in the eyes of these two men, she seemed no more special than any randomly passing woman on the street.

”Young Master Jiang, do you know where the most valuable place in Jindaobieyuan is?”

Without waiting for an answer, Chen Xi said softly, ”Xi er knows, it’s the storage room and Wei Xian’s residence, where you may find the Centennial Elixir you need.”

The masked Internal Qi Perfection Martial Artist clasped his fists and led the way.

The overly intimate address made Jiang Ding frown slightly.

But when he heard the words ’Centennial Elixir,’ his frown relaxed, and he looked deeply at the woman, ”Thank you, Princess.”

”Brother Ding, this is what Xi er should do.”

Chen Xi’s eyes lit up, boldly stepping up her address, already considering how many Centennial Elixirs there might be in the royal treasure house.

Of course, they couldn’t all be gifted; substantial value in return would be necessary to go further.

On this point, she had ample confidence.

Jiang Ding naturally did not care about having a verbal advantage; he was very magnanimous.

Indeed,

he believed that the other party was taking advantage of him.

In terms of status, citizens of the Xianmen Sect could easily defeat her; in terms of appearance, he was not much inferior; in terms of strength, he far surpassed her. Overall, in the matter of choosing a partner, he was well above her.

She was just gaining an oral advantage.

Soon, a masked person who was obviously a professional hurried back, bringing with them a wooden box and two fist-sized ores.

”Young Master Jiang, Your Highness!”

The masked person knelt on one knee, handing over the two items with respect, saying, ”We have found a Centennial Ginseng and two Treasure Ore pieces, one of the Gold Element and one of the Fire Element.”

As for gold, silver, and common medicinal herbs, he ignored them, nor did he think these two needed to hear about those.

”Thank you.”

Jiang Ding took the three spoils of war and politely expressed his gratitude.

Chen Xi’s eyes flickered slightly.

Maintaining politeness at all times and yet showing no hesitation in striking down enemies, these were the hallmarks of rigorous training, not the traits of an ordinary Jianghu wanderer.

Which prominent clan had cultivated such a genius?

”Brother Ding, my family still has more Centennial Elixirs. I will bring them to you after returning home,” said Chen Xi, looking straight at him with genuine admiration in her eyes.

”No need.”

Jiang Ding shook his head, declining to accept her kindness without good reason.

The troubles facing the royal family were not minor, being at the center of various conflicts, and with its own deeply ingrained corruption, he was not willing to get involved and face a host of problems in the future.

As for the items in his hands, they were his spoils of war.

”Alright then.”

Chen Xi showed a hint of disappointment but then came up with another idea.

”Brother Ding, Xi’er needs some Xu-Breaking Pills, the kind that can help Martial Artists of Great Achievement of Inner Qi break through to Internal Qi Perfection, to cultivate subordinates. Could you trade three to me?” she asked.

”Xi’er will exchange them for her own three Centennial Elixirs.”

”Of course.”

Jiang Ding readily agreed, as Centennial Elixirs could speed up his cultivation. He was very willing to trade as long as it wasn’t troublesome.

Chen Xi wasn’t losing out either; her forces would gain three Martial Artists of Internal Qi Perfection, doubling their strength.

The two of them agreed on a time for the trade and discussed the details of the medicinal materials to be exchanged.

Xi’er?

Lady Gong ran over excitedly with her mother, but upon hearing this title, her smile instantly stiffened. After taking a few serious looks at Chen Xi, she approached with an unwilling face.

”Young Master Jiang, thank you for saving my daughter and my life,” said a very charming woman, performing a full courtesy with great gratitude.

Lady Gong’s mother need not be so courteous. I merely acted conveniently, and the main credit belongs to Lady Gong herself for her efforts and luck,” replied Jiang Ding, shaking his head and unassumingly.

He was telling the truth.

If it hadn’t been for his intention to lure out the black-robed individuals from Jindaoshan Mountain, he might still have been at Sword Casting Manor, cultivating, and Lady Gong Caiyu could have already been harmed.

Her luck and effort played a significant role.

”Well, this matter is now settled. Take care, everyone,” said Jiang Ding, not intending to stay any longer. With a slight bow, a step, and a few bounds, his figure quickly disappeared from sight.