Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Fusion Magnetic Crystal Core!

This is far more precious than the strategic specialty of the Huangtong Small World, the Fourth-order Fusionmagnetite Stone.

A large Fourth Order mine could only produce two to three pieces at most, which could add a hint of electromagnetic spirituality to a magic artifact and greatly enhance its electromagnetic affinity.

If it weren’t refined into a semi-finished product by an Artifact Refiner of Nascent Soul stage, even cultivators below Nascent Soul wouldn’t be able to touch it.

”Let’s give it a try.”

Jiang Dingfei allowed a strand of his Divine Sense to probe.

As he barely touched it, a mountainous pressure descended, his Divine Sense creamed to dust by a falling grey fog, leaving not a trace behind, causing an excruciating pain in his brow.

”It’s no use, the rank is too high.”

Jiang Ding’s expression shifted slightly.

During the Qi Practicing Phase, one cannot utilize such material, even if it has been meticulously processed by a Fourth-Order Refiner.

”There should be some changes after reaching the foundation-building stage. At that time, integrating it into the flying sword and placing it together with the Sky-Fighting Electromagnetic Cannon crafted, perhaps there will be more magnificent changes...”

He sealed the jade bottle and put it away.

Jiang Ding waved his hand, gathering the neatly piled small mountain of various specimens and placed them within his Golden Pendant. Afterward, he turned to look at a jade slip that had been sent over by Han Lin.

”Reporting to Junior Great-Uncle Master,”

”... the progress is smooth. Relying on the Fanren Supervision Bureau and using your name to issue tasks at the Sect Administrative Hall to mobilize the disciples of the sect, we’re quickly gathering all kinds of materials.

We expect that within three years, we will have collected all the lower-ranked spirit beasts, spiritual plants, and spirit insects within Yue Country that haven’t been collected by us yet...”

”... encountered disciples of Xuetu Hall in Dongling City, was no match, and allowed them to escape. Over ten thousand people died; their vital souls and essence blood were plundered completely...”

”... similar situations occurred everywhere it seems to be a retaliation by Xuetu Hall for the Nine Heavens Relics matter... Fortunately, the sect responded appropriately, killing and repelling the disciples of Xuetu Hall in time.”

Jiang Ding was somewhat surprised.

”The damage caused by the death of Hua Xue and the Bai Gui incarnations shouldn’t have healed yet, right? They still dare to do this.”

But he also felt helpless.

To stick his neck out at this time would be a sheer delight for the enemy, an act of utter folly.

”Don’t take such risks until you reach the Golden Core Period.”

He shook his head.

He closed his eyes.

Underneath the shade of the Blue-gold large tree, where the shadow of the Great Sun shone brilliantly, Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Great Sun Essence converged.

A few moments later, he sank into deep cultivation.

His days were like this.

Attending classes, studying cultivation methods, formation methods, the Air-Space Combat System, taking elective classes on spiritual plants, and then returning to his dormitory and Jinlingshan Mountain to practice cultivation, gradually enhancing his mana and steadily approaching the Ninth Level of Qi Practicing.

No need for any elixirs, as long as one has access to a spiritual vein, one can steadily increase their cultivation base, stable and solid.

In his spare time,

He used Quenching Sword Spirit Liquid to temper the sword body, and refine the Pure Gold Gang Qi that had formed on the edge of the sword light.

Time flies,

And in the blink of an eye, three years passed.

During this period, An Siyan also successfully switched to practicing the ”Canon of Tai Yin and Tai Yang” and started to accumulate mana at the pinnacle of the Seventh Level of Qi Practicing in preparation for foundation building, with the majority of his classmates having already succeeded in their cultivation switch.

Including Ou Daocheng, who also successfully switched his practice at the end of the third year.

Just the Taoist disciples of Five Elements were left.

They seemed not to be in a hurry, still methodically accumulating the foundation of Immortal Dao, indifferent to more than a decade slipping by.

One day,

At the edge of a cliff,

underneath a tree, amidst the magma flow, the aura of a youth in blue clothes fluctuated for a while, then stabilized at the Seventh Level.

”The Seventh Level of Qi Practicing.”

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”I will reach the peak in another year.”

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

”It’s time to consider foundation building.”

”No assistance is necessary, but it can’t be taken too lightly, after all, it’s a very important start... Consult with Teacher Liu for guidance.”

He contacted the counselor, Liu Xiong, via mobile phone to schedule an appointment.

This Golden Pill Monk wasn’t often available, having his own cultivation and other matters to attend to.

Several days later.

The Azure Tree shook, shrank, and transformed into a Flying Sword that flew into the sleeve.

Jiang Ding turned into a faint blue Escape Light, flying toward the teachers’ dormitories dozens of kilometers away.

A few minutes later, he stopped in front of a volcano that spewed lava and belched smoke continuously.

The smell of sulfur was overpowering, and there seemed to be corrosive toxic gas mixed in, leaving no grass growing for miles around.

”Teacher Liu is a fire attribute cultivator,” Jiang Ding noted to himself as he enveloped his body in a protective shield.

”Is that you, Jiang Ding? Please come in.”

A voice came from afar. What seemed to be an empty area for miles unfolded layer by layer, revealing an intricate pathway of lava that guided him through a winding small path.

Jiang Ding shivered.

Without a doubt, a Third-order Formation had been set up here. Anyone who trespassed after a warning without retreating would cause a cluster of Foundation-building cultivators and Qi Practitioners to die instantly.

Strictly following the marked lava pathway, Jiang Ding flew in.

Once inside, he realized the description of barrenness was an exaggeration.

Many magma-colored grasses that radiated light, clearly very expensive, grew beside the cyclical lava river flows.

In the depths of the magma, there were creatures with two horns and belly claws, encased in a hard carapace, happily swimming in the deep red.

Following the lava pathway deeper into the volcano, he reached the true teachers’ dormitories.

Here, the lava converged to form lakes.

About one kilometer in size, the temperature reached several thousand degrees, and one needed to be constantly shielded to survive.

The clanging and ringing noises were unceasing.

In the center of the lava lake, a middle-aged cultivator with unkempt beard, who seemed to have not groomed himself for years, was holding a huge hammer and striking a giant cannon barrel tirelessly, while dense runes occasionally flashed over the red-hot barrel.

Jiang Ding’s gaze was immediately drawn to the giant cannon.

It was a single-seater Magic Treasure level main cannon, model 10089.

With a caliber of 1972 millimeters, a length of 113 meters, and weighing 22,510 tons, it could launch a single hunting missile, capable of killing a Golden Pill Peak Monk with one shot when mounted on a standard Air-Space Battleship.

”Excuse the sight, I’ve run into some problems with refining treasures recently,” Liu Xiong said, somewhat embarrassed.

”You’re here to ask about foundation building, right?”

He put down the sledgehammer in his hand and began to explain, ”Regarding foundation building, Xianmen Sect issues the Three Treasures of Foundation Establishment to everyone, regardless of whether you’ll use them or not. If they are unnecessary, you can sell them.”

”Right, for foundation building with a Jing-level Cultivation Method, it’s best to do it in the relevant secret realm. For your ’Wan Hua Magnetic Element Scripture,’ the Magnetic Secret Realm would be suitable. Building your foundation there can purify your Electromagnetic mana, making it more attuned to the Electromagnetic system.”

”There are also some things to watch out for. Foundation building is a process where a cultivator’s mana is transformed from gas to liquid, somewhat akin to the natural occurrence of raindrops when warm and cold air mixes...”

He earnestly shared his experience on foundation building.

”It’s best that you read more about foundation building experiences in the library, and consult Immortal Dinghai. Strive to be completely foolproof, and don’t rush.”

”Don’t be afraid of wasting time, we cultivators live long lives, so it’s best to get used to that mindset early.”

”Additionally...”

He spoke at length, taking a long time to repeatedly explain things about foundation building, as if worried about misunderstandings.

”I understand, thank you, Teacher Liu.”

A few days later, Jiang Ding thanked him and flew out from the center of the volcano.

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