Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Catfish soup, highly nourishing.”

”Want to try some?”

Jiang Ding thought for a moment, then a Sword Qi slashed out, reducing the catfish to crumb powder.

”Do not consume food from other worlds without strict testing.”

Armor-25 dived in once more.

About fifteen minutes later, it emerged and was stored into the Storage Jade Pendant.

”It is quite spacious.”

Jiang Ding dove into the pool, layers of fine Sword Qi spreading out, protecting his body, pushing aside the water, turning the surroundings pitch black with only the round moon-like light at the entrance of the pool remaining.

A dozen or so breaths later, the entrance had become a mere point, barely visible unless looked at closely.

After making several twists and turns underwater, feeling like he had traveled eight or nine kilometers, a dimly lit view appeared before Jiang Ding—an adult-sized hole, which he squeezed through. As he passed, the mists of water lightened and were repelled, not following him in.

In front of him, an underground cavern suddenly revealed itself, as wide as a soccer field, surrounded by various stalactites, and at the center lay a pool of water several yards in diameter, deep blue in color.

There was also some Spiritual Energy.

”A Spiritual Vein Lower Class of Second-Order.”

Jiang Ding surveyed the area, confirming it was suitable for setting up a Teleportation Formation. He then took out Array Flags, jade plates, copper nails, and other Formation instruments, busying himself with their arrangement. He occasionally stabilized Earth’s Qi and organized the flow of Spiritual Energy with incantations.

Every so often he frowned slightly and stopped.

Due to changes in the data of Earth’s Qi, he spent days recalculating, reestablishing Formation Nodes, and inputting Mana and Divine Sense to place an Array Flag.

He busied himself for more than half a month like this, placing no less than ten thousand Formation instruments with extremely demanding precision.

”Set!”

Jiang Ding placed the final Array Flag, lifting his head for the first time in half a month.

Array Flags, jade tripods, copper nails, and other Formation instruments stood all around—in mid-air, rooted to the spot, buried underground, or just lightly inserted in the soil.

At many of the nodes, Mid-grade Spirit Stones specially exchanged for this purpose sparkled faintly.

At a glance, the array of instruments seemed disorderly and haphazard.

In Jiang Ding’s eyes, a faint fluorescent light flickered.

Through the vision granted by the Spirit Eye Technique, the Earth’s Qi and Spiritual Energy of this area were neatly organized, flowing in intricate and complex patterns.

There was not a trace of disorder.

Any cultivator who had birthed Divine Sense could appreciate the natural beauty within this configuration.

”Formation, activate.”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense and Mana poured into the Array Core beneath him. After more than ten minutes, with his Mana and Divine Sense nearly depleted, he finally ceased.

Hum!

The air vibrated slightly as the first Array Pattern lit up, then the second, third, and countless more, spreading in all directions.

The underground cavern that hadn’t seen light for thousands of years was suddenly bathed in brilliance, the stalactites and pond reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors, splendid to behold.

Array Patterns intertwined and entangled, forming an exceedingly intricate whole, eventually quieting down.

Jiang Ding looked around.

On the ground and in the air, all kinds of Formation instruments had disappeared, blending seamlessly with the Earth’s Qi and the cavern, indistinguishable from one another, secure from the attacks of even a Qi Practitioner giving it their all.

A Teleportation Jade Plate appeared in his hand, the aura of a Supreme Magic Tool surrounding it, refined in an instant.

”It’s successful.”

Jiang Ding pinched the Teleportation Jade Plate between two fingers, closing his eyes and sensing its completeness for a moment, confirming that the Teleportation Formation could be activated without issue.

”A single one won’t suffice.”

”At least two interconnected Teleportation Formations are needed for transportation, and the distance between the two must not exceed three thousand kilometers.”

Jiang Ding stored the jade plate away and sent out Array Flags one after another, setting up a Second-Order Gold Knife Formation around the area for protection against possible destruction by monsters, before flying out of the pool.

From pitch darkness to blinding light.

The change in lighting caused him to squint slightly, and after discerning his direction, an invisible Escape Light flew him toward another location.

”That point, it moved.”

Jiang Ding’s figure paused in the sky.

Within the reach of his Sword Intent, a point that belonged to the Qiyu Sect had started moving and at an incredibly fast speed, matching the basic speed of a Golden Pill Monk.

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He did not continue on his journey, nor did he pursue to kill.

Silently, he waited.

Hum!

Almost simultaneously, the Golden Pendant vibrated once.

It was a message from the maid, Chang Xiatu.

”Little great-uncle-master, the Supreme Elder has commanded that the Xianmen Sect join forces with the Demon Country. They’re boarding the sect’s artifact, the Qiyu Pavilion Ship, and heading to Chu Country to fight a decisive battle with Xuetu Hall. Patriarch Kun Long has been granted the sect artifact and is also accompanying them.”

”There’s no opportunity.”

Jiang Ding shook his head.

He continued to fly back and forth in the sky above Yue Country, looking for suitable locations to set up the teleportation formations. These did not require a Spiritual Vein but had to be concealed, with each pair no more than two thousand nine hundred kilometers apart.

Basically, it would take about a month to set up each one.

Nobody knew that an invisible Escape Light was flying back and forth in the sky of Yue Country, entering deep mountains and pools, accomplishing many things.

Two months later.

In the center of a large river, amidst the churning foam, a transparent void appeared and vanished in a blink.

”Including this one at the bottom of the river, I’ve now set up the third one. Together with the strategic Lanshan Spirit Mine node, that counts as four.”

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment, then decided to stop for the time being.

”When the time comes, I will connect the remaining two teleportation formations and set them up in the Tushan Monster Country. If a regional crisis that Yue Country’s Cultivation World cannot withstand ever occurs, we will immediately escape through the route in Tushan Monster Country, staying far away from this Cultivation World.”

”For now, let’s go to Lanshan Spirit Mine and get the Formation Method sorted.”

Jiang Ding’s gaze flickered as he flew towards an important asset in this world, a location that produced strategic mineral resources.

Several days later,

A mountain range covered in verdigris appeared before him, sparse in vegetation, the air filled with dust, and cultivators constantly coming and going.

Beneath the mountain lay a small town crowded with mortals, the lowest among the passersby being in the Internal Qi Realm.

Without being at the Internal Qi Realm, one wouldn’t even be qualified to mine Spirit Mines.

”Mining machines...”

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and then shook his head again.

Such modern machines, with a strong Xianmen flavor, should not be exposed before the strength, realm, and number of the Great Sun’s remnant forces are known.

Just like cultivation, it is fine to be slower, no need to compete in a short time.

He arrived at the only place in Tonglanshan Mountain covered by a Formation Method.

Here, a Second-Order top tier Formation Method had been deployed, strong enough to withstand an attack from a peak Foundation-building Cultivator, and inside there were Gathering Spirit Formations, Melting Gold Formations, and other formations for cultivation and production.

The strongest ones here were three individuals, one at the Latter Stage of Foundation Building and two at the Mid-stage Foundation Building, who could barely defend against two peak Foundation-building cultivators with the help of the formation, while waiting for sect reinforcements.

The defensive force was considered adequate.

There weren’t many Foundation-building Peak Cultivators in Qiyu Sect and Xuetu Hall.

He released his own aura and pressure.

”Who’s there!”

”This is the land of Qiyu Sect, if you would please...”

The speaker was someone familiar, Master Jiucaobi, Li Mingda.

Upon seeing a Cultivator suddenly appearing within his Divine Sense range, his heart instinctively panicked, then he revealed a look of surprise.

”Greetings to my little uncle-master!”

Li Mingda reverently bowed.

”Greetings, little uncle-master!”

The two Mid-stage Foundation Building Cultivators behind him hurriedly followed suit with their salutations.

”Uncle Li, you flatter me too much. You brought me from Yue Country all those years ago, setting me on the path of cultivation. I haven’t had the chance to thank you in person for so long; please forgive me,” Jiang Ding stated politely as he descended in front of Master Jiucaobi, Li Mingda.

His Divine Sense and Sword Intent swept over the two Mid-stage Foundation Building Cultivators, pausing for a moment before he nodded slightly in return.

These two men were surnamed Zhou.

This was quite normal; the Lanshan Spirit Mine was previously the property of Zhou Sanyan, with the sect in charge of its management. The output was split evenly with the sect, and it was located behind the battle lines, so placing one or two relatives there was only to be expected.

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