Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Dingfei soared thousands of meters into the high sky, where the fierce wind roared, but was blocked outside by a protective shield.

Lights of escape flew here from all directions, all of them at the Foundation Building Stage.

Most were in the early stage of foundation building; very few were in the mid-stage, and without exception, they were individuals who had accumulated a profound foundation during the Qi Practicing Phase.

In fact, aside from Jin Lingfeng and one other person, the rest were still lacking five or six years of accumulation.

The hundred and three lights of escape were familiar, while a few others were somewhat unfamiliar, equally young, equally vibrant, with the aura of the ’canonical’ cultivation methods of the Xianmen Sect.

Encountering things he didn’t understand,

Jiang Dingfei looked towards An Siyan who was flying over from not far away.

Her three artifact embryos specialized in computational power enhancement, gave her a significant advantage in accumulating various kinds of knowledge, and her analytical abilities were also strong; she knew a lot.

It was just that she was a bit weak.

”They are the top talents selected from other academies of the No.12 University, with excellent academic achievements in all aspects,”

Adjusting her black-rimmed glasses, which were a recently customized supreme magic tool, An Siyan said.

”They should be able to keep up with our army formation,”

she said uncertainly.

The students with the best talents from Qingfeng and Beidou University, who had received the best education, along with ten other universities, also bear the name of the No.12 University.

But how good they are was not clear.

”I looked at the list, and there might be someone you know from Mulan University,”

An Siyan added after some thought.

”Mulan University? The one in E Province?”

Jiang Dingfei paused, feeling vaguely that he had heard this name many years ago. Searching through his Divine Soul, he suddenly realized, ”Class leader, Hua...”

Just as Jin Lingfeng was about to respond to the words ”class leader,” she was interrupted by an excited voice.

”Jiang Dingfei!”

Whoosh!

A star-colored light of escape flew over from a distance.

She sized up An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng, showed a gossipy, peculiar smile, extended her hand, and said boldly, ”Long time no see, old classmate.”

”Class leader Hua Bing, long time no see, you’ve changed quite a bit,”

Jiang Dingfei said with a smile, lightly shook Hua Bing’s hand, feeling somewhat nostalgic.

Back in their school days,

he had thought at most they’d not see each other for five or six years, but in the blink of an eye, fifteen years had passed. Everyone was busy with cultivation, and the times they returned did not align, making it difficult to meet up.

The young girl Hua Bing from back then had unknowingly turned into a graceful and radiant young woman.

She practiced a lower-ranked cultivation method from the ”All Heavens Beidou Classic,” the ”Beidou Falling Star Canon,” her aura was a bit weaker compared to her classmates.

”You, on the other hand, haven’t changed at all,”

Hua Bing scrutinized him carefully, teasingly said, ”You look just the same as fifteen years ago, I recognized you at a glance, standing among them, you look like someone’s little brother.”

”Nonsense.”

At this, Jiang Dingfei felt somewhat frustrated.

It might be due to some qualitative change in his soul, that everyone around him was either a handsome guy or a gorgeous girl, all of them looking like young and mature talents, composed and dignified.

He alone still looked like a high school student.

”Haha!”

Hua Bing laughed out loud, turned to the two girls beside him, ”Could you introduce yourselves to me? I have only heard of you before and never had a chance to meet.”

”Hello, I am An Siyan.”

”I am Jin Lingfeng.”

An Siyan and the others gave a polite, curt smile. Without needing an introduction from Jiang Dingfei, they conversed freely with each other, effortlessly finding topics on clothes, cultivation, gossip, and more, easily preventing any awkward silence.

Jiang Dingfei sighed with relief and strengthened his concealment technique slightly, causing people conversing to subconsciously disregard him.

”Ou Daocheng, Huang Tianxin, find some classmates to welcome the other four students. They have just arrived here, they are guests...”

Jin Lingfeng said in the class channel, being very considerate.

”Alright, class leader,”

the chubby Ou Daocheng said with a friendly smile, approached the four new students, and quickly helped them integrate into the group, easing their feelings of inferiority and restraint.

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Thud!

Once again, the bell rang for class to begin.

Immortal Luling appeared before everyone, waving his sleeve, releasing one hundred and eight Edu-645 Sky-fighting Aircraft.

”Good morning, Teacher Wei Chi!”

Jiang Ding and others bowed in salute, Hua Bing and the rest hurriedly followed with careful deference.

This was their first encounter with an Immortal of Nascent Soul in an air-space system combat class, and his countenance was so ferocious. The single eye of his artifact flickered with light, making them somewhat nervous.

”Go, children.”

A rare gentleness appeared in Immortal Luling’s eyes, ”Begin the first real war of your lives. From now on, fight for the Xianmen Sect, for yourselves, and walk on the path of immortality.”

”Regardless of the future outcome.”

”Yes, Teacher Wei Chi!”

One hundred and eight students bowed again and each transformed into beams of Escape Light, flying into their respective Sky-fighting Aircraft.

Except for Jiang Ding.

His body turned transparent and hazy, slowly concealing itself from view, undetectable even by Golden Pill Divine Sense.

He entered battle-ready state.

”Ignition.”

”Spirit Particle Engine activated.”

”Departure.”

One by one, the Sky-fighting Aircraft blasted jets of air from their tails, soaring higher into the sky, towards the stratosphere and the center surrounded by the huge trunk and branches of the Divine Tree of Heaven.

”Ding!”

”Jin Lingfeng, An Siyan, and Ou Daocheng initiate a vote to establish a temporary command center for this term’s final exam Sky Celestial Group. Do you agree?”

A voice emerged from the command system formed by the gathered Spirit of the one hundred and eight Sky-fighting Aircraft.

”Agreed.”

Jiang Ding swiftly clicked in agreement, as if he was well-accustomed to the procedure.

”Voting concluded, one hundred percent in favor.”

”Temporary Sky Celestial Group Resolution No. 1: Appoint Jin Lingfeng as Temporary Sky Celestial Group Leader and First Sky Celestial Camp Commander. Appoint An Siyan as Staff Chief of Temporary Sky Celestial Group and Second Sky Celestial Camp Commander. Appoint Ou Daocheng as Deputy Group Leader and Third Sky Celestial Camp Commander.”

”Appoint Jiang Ding as First Scouting Camp Commander.”

”Resolution No. 2: Appoint Huang Tianxin as Commander of the First Company of the First Sky Celestial Camp, appoint…”

As An Siyan softly and succinctly made the announcements, a series of command center resolutions were promptly issued, with precise assignments for every commander and every soldier, determined based on past training performance.

”That’s not right.”

Jiang Ding paused, puzzled.

”All three Sky Celestial Camps have already filled their ranks, so why is there an additional Scouting Camp? Could it be that Taoist Soldiers have joined?”

As far as he knew, at the Foundation Establishment Stage, the role of Taoist Soldiers at the Foundation Establishment Stage was minimal.

Because they couldn’t keep up with the maneuverability of the Sky-fighting Aircraft and couldn’t form Army Formations, they were a significant liability on the battlefield.

This situation wouldn’t change until the Golden Pellet Realm.

”There are no Taoist Soldiers; this camp is just you alone.”

An Siyan responded.

”Then…”

”There’s no other way, it has to be like this.”

An Siyan explained, ”Cultivators are not Mortals; the most important thing in an organization is combat power, not numbers. If you have the combat power of a whole camp, you must be assigned the organization of one, receive military resources of a camp, or other equivalent benefits.”

”High-level Cultivators must not be bullied!”

”No matter how much these extremists of absolute equality cry out, the Xianmen Sect couldn’t possibly afford a high-level Cultivator the same treatment as a regular soldier.”

”The equality of personhood must not extend to other areas.”

”Forced equality is not fairness, but rather the factual oppression of high-level Cultivators.”

”Those extremists of absolute equality can shout all they want; no one cares, but if they dare to overstep by the slightest, they immediately attract iron-blooded suppression.”

”Understood.”

Jiang Ding nodded his head.

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