Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding slightly closed his eyes.

It took him a few breaths to wake up from the almost fatal stress response.

Whoosh!

For miles around, the faint blue auxiliary lines of the Electromagnetic Main Gun Magical Power Gathering Formation flashed by, and the Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared in the deafening sound of an air burst.

When it returned, it brought back a severed head and a storage bag.

The furious Immortal Li Hai with wide-open eyes!

”Having the will to live and no suicide is a good thing,”

Jiang Ding said indifferently, not even glancing at them as he tossed them into the army formation where Jin Lingfeng and others were.

In legion combat, seized items must be turned in for the public good.

This principle must not be forgotten.

Of course, due to the merits of the battle, after the war and the distribution of the spoils, beside the thirty percent submitted to the Xianmen Sect, the remaining seventy percent, for the most part, was his due. Monitored by the Array Spirit, no one dared to embezzle others’ military achievements.

The meddle-grade Magic Tool Liyun Sword and the lower-grade magical treasure Liyun Shield, along with the storage bag and lower-grade magical treasure Water Dragon Staff of Immortal Tianhai, were all being collected in an orderly manner.

”Tianhai Sect cultivators, please exit the Sect Protect Formation in an orderly fashion,”

”Wait for your Divine Soul to be examined by my team. Those who directly participated in illegal and disorderly acts, slaughtering mortals and cultivators, will be executed. Those who participated indirectly will face ten to twenty years of hard labor, with the possibility of commutation for those who have performed meritorious deeds...”

”Those unrelated will not be pursued.”

”Those unrelated and with meritorious deeds will receive awards and be reported to the Xianmen Sect.”

Jin Lingfeng and others set down hundreds of drones and small four-legged robots, each with the combat ability of a middle-stage Qi Practitioner. They swarmed into Tianhai Sect, took control of the key Formation Nodes, and supervised the Tianhai Sect cultivators as they came out to surrender.

The handling of the Liyun Sect cultivators was much lighter by comparison.

There were no massive civilian casualties, no large-scale deaths among mortals, and that made all the difference.

As for whether the Tianhai Sect will be disbanded after the war and a new Daoist Soldier School established, that is for the many seniors within the Xianmen to consider. It has nothing to do with them.

”Thank you, Immortal Envoy!”

”Thank you for your mercy, Immortal Envoy!”

Many Foundation-building Qi cultivation cultivators from Tianhai Sect sighed with relief, knelt down with gratitude, and wept.

When Immortal Tianhai was about to die, he detonated some of the restrictions he had set up, causing over a thousand Qi Practitioner and Foundation-building cultivators to die or be injured, leading to chaos. However, the vital energy of Tianhai Sect remained intact, without the same cruel decisiveness as Liyun Sect.

”The Eastern Devil School is ruthless and untrustworthy, kill...”

Over thirty Tianhai Sect cultivators, upon hearing the verdict, showed despair and charged at the surrounding robots and the Xianmen cultivators occasionally descending from the sky.

They knew they were doomed and attempted to incite others to take someone with them in death.

”Rebellious demon cultivators, seeking your own doom!”

The Tianhai Sect cultivators, who had been worrying about the hard labor ahead, were overjoyed as they rushed forward with Artifacts and magic, killing these core direct descendants of the former Tianhai Sect Elders. As flesh and blood flew, they each earned a small amount of merit amid long sighs and short lamentations.

The Xianmen cannot be trusted, but can you be? Not to mention, when it comes to reputation, the Xianmen Sects are the most trusted in the neighboring realms. Promises made are rarely broken.

This is also acknowledged by the cultivators of the rival Xuanwu tiangong.

Divine Soul scanning, controlling the Formation Nodes of the mountain gate Sect Protect Formation, gathering war trophies, and restoring intelligence from the past three years...

Jin Lingfeng and the others handled each task methodically. Having gone through decades of compulsory education, they were versatile in all aspects. Despite occasional unfamiliarity, they soon became proficient with a bit of practice.

Xianmen cultivators are expected to command legions in battle and to be proficient in logistics, management, command, Formation Methods, and more. They are not to be compared with those core disciples of the Immortal Sects from the Outer Realm, who focus solely on cultivation and are clueless about mundane affairs.

They also cannot be compared to those Sword Boys who, after a battle, would find a Spiritual Vein and sit down to cultivate with crossed legs.

”How will you handle such situations in the future if you do not practice and learn?”

”Your internship scores will be low, which will affect your applications to graduate schools.”

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng had been using Divine Sense Scanning for a long time before they finally found Jiang Ding, who was sitting cross-legged cultivating at a Spiritual Vein node within the Tianhai Sect, trying to persuade him to aspire for greater achievements.

”I’m not afraid.”

”No matter where I am, I can always find others to handle these matters for me.”

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and said indifferently, ”As for the postgraduate entrance examination, my combat score will be very high and can cover for the drop in points from the internship in general affairs.”

”Uh...”

The two women looked at each other, speechless.

One had to admit, it was somewhat of a twisted logic.

”Will you two also take the postgraduate exam?”

asked Jiang Ding.

Xianmen Sect’s master’s postgraduate program has a duration of eighty years. Students continue to postpone their military service, giving a small portion of cultivators with the best talent in Xianmen more time to grow and receive deeper cultivation.

The competition is extremely intense.

In each grade, only three to five people can stay on for research in their own school. Being a Nascent Soul Seed is the most basic criterion. They prefer being short of candidates rather than lowering their standards—if one does not meet the criteria, not a single one will stay on for research.

Other students will also not obediently go to fulfill their military service, instead, they try to pass the exams for No.12 University or other lower-level institutions within the Cultivation Department.

Many people manage to gain something from it.

It’s just not very friendly to the students from the lower-level institutions, basically blocking their chances of further studies.

If they have any interaction with the cultivators from the Five Elements Heavenly Sect, they automatically treat the Xianmen master’s postgraduate students as ordinary disciples of an Immortal of Nascent Soul.

”Yes!”

An Siyan and her companion answered without hesitation.

A mere twenty years of undergraduate education is too brief for students who aspire to become High-Level Cultivators. To achieve success, they must receive more cultivation.

Of course, there are also opportunities in other directions, such as in the military, companies, research institutions, and other places where there are paths to advancement.

But the most specialized and most conducive path for students to focus solely on their studies and Cultivation is still the school.

”That’s great.”

Jiang Ding showed a smile.

The longer he cultivated, the less he wanted familiar people to leave, and the more cautious he became about having to interact with new strangers.

”It’s as if the three of us have insider trading and have secured this year’s quota,”

said Jin Lingfeng, giving him a glance.

But her words were full of confidence, exuding an air of matchless superiority.

An Siyan felt the same way.

”After the Array Spirit consulted everyone’s opinions, the spoils of war were distributed.”

Jin Lingfeng handed Jiang Ding a chipped, cloud-colored glaze Flying Sword, ”This Medium-quality Magic Tool, Liyun Sword, is for you. Three Lower-grade magical shield artifacts are distributed among the three battalions based on position and military achievements, while the Lower-grade magical Water Dragon Staff is to be handed over to Xianmen. You also get thirty-two thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

”Hmm, thank you.”

Jiang Ding took it and put it into his Storage Bag.

He had no use for the Flying Sword, but a Medium-quality Fa Bao was very valuable and he could exchange it for rare Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, or Rare Spirit Medicine Elixirs that he needed.

Such high-level items could no longer be purchased with mere Low-grade Spirit Stones.

”Also, there’s this...”

Jin Lingfeng took out a piece of Dark Golden Blood Drop sealed in a jade bottle, from which emanated traces of the Sword Intent of Destruction—it was the item that Immortal Li Hai had struggled to obtain and had always failed to refine.

”The Blood Soul Incense has been condensed and purified through Diabolism techniques, removing most of the incense toxicity. It seems to have the effect of breaking through the bottleneck at the Middle Jindan Stage... but I wouldn’t recommend you use it.”