Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

After Chinese class,

Jiang Ding returned to his dormitory.

The cliffs of the past were now fertile fields, where stalks of golden Spirit Wheat swayed in the wind, surfing the waves with only the last hint of green remaining.

It was a scene straight out of golden autumn.

”Another autumn has come, time flows like this, yet of those once young, only I remain.”

Jiang Ding sighed lightly.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword was unsheathed, splitting into thousands of Sword-lights, each passing through the wheat fields within a kilometer range, piercing the sky and the earth, leaving no stone unturned, yet not harming a single stalk of the Spirit Wheat.

After a few moments, the Sword Qi returned, each bringing back a small insect.

All sorts of varieties, gathered into a clump, fell into a pre-dug hole.

”Nearing maturity, the pests have increased a bit.”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Divine Sense unfolded, probing every part of the wheat fields, scanning carefully, and finally concluding.

”It’s a bit early, but it’s also time to harvest.”

Yes,

After interacting with Immortal Dinghai for some time, he decided that in the coming year, he would spend six accumulated library points to enter the Magnetic Secret Realm for a retreat, to purify his mana and attune it to electromagnetism to the greatest extent.

Zoom!

With one strike of the Taiqing Flying Sword, the Sword-light expanded to tens of meters, sweeping over the tops of the wheat fields within a kilometer range, causing the wheat spikes to freeze momentarily and fall in swathes, being swept up by the Sword-light and neatly placed before him.

After three consecutive strikes, all the Gold Magical Wheat planted in the dormitory area had been harvested, and it was stored in the Storage Jade Pendant.

Then, he released a long dragon of Sword Qi, which smashed the wheat stalks and roots, rich with a trace of Spiritual Power, into powder, returning them to the earth, while also eradicating pests and diseases.

He did the same at Jinlingshan Mountain, reaping approximately three thousand kilograms of wheat.

”As before, I’ll keep half for myself and sell the other half, exchanging for Wood Spiritual Wheat to send to Mom and Jiang Yuan, uncle and aunt, and grandpa, and symbolically gifting some to An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng to celebrate the harvest.”

Jiang Ding called the Elite Kingfisher express courier and arranged for the Spirit Wheat to be sent off in the direction of the Magnetic Secret Realm.

Ding!

His phone chimed with a notification from the Xianmen Library, likely about the specimen assessment results from a few days ago, a regular occurrence over the past three years.

However, the new specimens he collected were becoming scarcer, as the easy ones had all been found.

What remained could only be obtained by relying on luck or by significantly increasing the price to buy rare Spiritual Plants and Spirit Mines, to gather new, unknown specimens.

It could be said that at least nearly thirty percent of all types of specimens from that world had been collected; opportunities like picking up Xianmen Library points were becoming rare.

After all, even with different terrains and climates, most of the flora, fauna, and ores within a world are similar.

The result,

was a significant enrichment of the Xianmen Library’s database, which fosters the scientific research and development of various elixirs and materials for the future.

It’s very likely that some sort of material or effective component from a certain animal or plant, previously unavailable, was now abundantly available.

”For turning in the Tuke Plant, you gain three library points.”

”Known ore, an iron ore with a hue of verdigris.”

”Known... unknown...”

A string of notifications for the increase in Xianmen Library points followed, something he had grown used to, no longer as excited as before.

”This is...”

Jiang Ding suddenly became excited.

”Known mineral, one of the main materials for artificially synthesizing Electromagnetic Magical Gold, copper-nickel Spiritual Gold, cannot gain library points.”

”I might be about to make a fortune?!”

In a flurry, Jiang Ding rummaged through his Storage Jade Pendant, pulling out the Jade Slip given to him by Han Lin.

”Copper-nickel Spiritual Gold, its corresponding name is Gray Soil Iron!”

”Gray Soil Iron, produced at Lanshan Spirit Copper Mine, this mine yields Second Order Spirit Copper year-round, one of the materials for refining Supreme Magic Tools, and occasionally produces Third Order Spirit Copper every few decades for the sect’s elders.”

”Gray Soil Iron, an inferior ore produced along with Spirit Copper, high in impurities, its contained Spiritual Power is chaotic and obscure, making it unusable for Artifact Refining.”

”I wonder how large the reserves are.”

Jiang Ding hurried back to his dormitory and vanished from view.

Several hours later,

he reappeared, looking somewhat disappointed.

”According to Liu SanQi, the reserves are not large; they were found by chance during the mining of Spirit Copper, and the quantity was very small; this type of finding is only at this one Spirit Copper Mine, others haven’t been discovered.

However, within the borders of Yue Country, there are only three Spirit Copper Mines; it can’t completely rule out the possibility that there are Spirit Copper Mines accompanied by copper-nickel Magical Gold in this world.”

”Additionally, the Gray Iron Stones accumulated over so many years are still there, probably amounting to about three hundred thousand tons, which can gradually be shipped to Jinlingshan Mountain.”

”Roughly, a few tons of copper-nickel Magical Gold could be refined... the Air-Space Warplanes could save some money, which is all right.”

”I’ve made a little fortune of a few million Low-grade Spirit Stones, equivalent to one-fifth of a Patriarch Bai Gui’s clone.”

Jiang Ding was quite regretful.

Shaking his head, he cast aside these trivial thoughts and flew towards the main trunk of the Divine Tree of Heaven.

There was no one guarding,

and the thick, wall-like bark opened to reveal a teleportation Formation passage.

Jiang Ding stepped onto it.

”Would you like to spend six credits to teleport to the Magnetic Secret Realm and return after one year?”

The voice of the Array Spirit came.

”Yes.”

Jiang Ding confirmed.

In an instant, the world spun around, similar to the sensation during the College Entrance Exam’s mock battles, where it felt like his mana and Divine Soul were shaking apart.

Sizzling...

The sounds of crisscrossing currents buzzed in his ears.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

Before him lay a world where stones of various sizes floated, with no distinction between heaven and earth.

His feet felt light, not grounded at all, and with a gentle push, he could easily leap a hundred meters with ease.