Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Otherwise? Qiyu Swordsman.”

Mu Tiansnow’s dissatisfaction showed through her icy smile, ”In the Demon Country, the land is vast and resources are plentiful, producing enough Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures to support a state of the demon race, and more than enough for several Golden Pill Cultivators to cultivate.

If your master cannot even hold back the severely injured Chiyan Fox King, why should the Demon Country hand it over to your master?”

Jiang Ding fell into deep thought.

It seemed plausible.

There was no need to be too afraid of the injured Chiyan Fox King.

She just didn’t believe that Immortal Tiankuang would truly leave a Late Golden Core demon fox unchallenged, without striking and diminishing its cultivation base somewhat.

”How can you guarantee my benefits after the battle?”

Jiang Ding asked, not dwelling on the issue any further.

If he was to fight tooth and nail, only to be toyed with in the end, he could take revenge later, but that wouldn’t be ideal.

”That’s easy.”

A hint of pleasure appeared on Mu Tiansnow’s fair, jade-like face.

It seemed that the pressure Immortal Tiankuang of the Liudao Sect had brought on her was immense, and she had gone to great lengths to get rid of it.

With a touch of her hand, she unfolded a glowing, green paper between her fingers, which was so mysterious that it could even be brought into the Divine Consciousness space.

”This item, named the Green Spirit Agreement, is one of the treasured legacies of my Hua Xue lineage,” Mu Tiansnow said solemnly, looking towards both Cultivator Baimei and the others.

”When I once traveled through the Northern Plains’ Cultivation World, I also became aware of it.”

Understanding, Cultivator Baimei pondered for a moment and then said, ”It is indeed a rare treasure that only appears in ancient cultivation relics. It is said to be an oath witnessed by the Heaven itself, requiring both parties to sign in true earnest. Should anyone break the agreement, even a Nascent Soul Monk would pay a heavy price, and it would undoubtedly mean death for a Golden Pill Monk.”

”To my knowledge, the three veins of the Xuetu Hall have each had their strengths and weaknesses over the past millennium. The strong ones did not annex the other two veins precisely because their ancestors each signed this contract with their treasured legacies. Once breached, their sect’s inherited treasures would instantly self-destruct.”

”To think such a mystical item exists in the world.”

Zhou Sanyan clicked his tongue in wonder.

”Indeed,” Mu Tiansnow said calmly. ”If not for the restraint of the Green Spirit Agreement, I would have already slaughtered the Du Jiang and Bai Gui veins. Who knows, I might have reached the peak of the Golden Pill by now.”

She spoke of those of the same sect as if it were nothing.

Jiang Ding’s spirit sonar radar waves penetrated it.

”Truly fascinating...”

An unknown and secret power emanated from nowhere, informing him in his heart that he must keep to the agreement, or even if the Nanoscale Liquid State Robot came from the top craftsmanship of the Xianmen Sect’s Immortal Path, it would still lose all spirituality and have its core destroyed.

”Qiyu Swordsman, it’s not about whether your master is willing to sign...”

Mu Tiansnow said with a smile.

Both Cultivator Baimei and Zhou Sanyan also turned their attention this way, filled with curiosity, anticipation, inquiry, and skepticism.

Boom!

A round of scorching Golden Great Sun Sword Intent descended upon this space.

The terrifying, destructive heat spread in all directions, catching the attention and engendering fear in the Golden Pill Cultivators around. Warning signs continuously rose in their Divine Souls, feeling as though they would turn to ashes in the next moment.

”Is it really so?”

The color drained from Mu Tiansnow’s face.

This Sword Intent and the fluctuations of the Divine Soul felt completely different from what she had sensed before, different from the Spirit Consciousness Fluctuations and Sword Intent of the youth in blue clothes standing in front of her—similar only in minor aspects.

”I’ve seen this fellow Daoist before,” Mu Tiansnow’s expression shifted several times before she calmed down and bowed slightly in salute.

Although it was only the presence of an Early Stage Golden Pill, the Sword Intent was particularly terrifying; it warranted her salute and also represented her hope of shaking off the control of the Liudao Sect.

”My name is Mie.”

A cold and merciless voice transmitted.

”I’ve seen you before, fellow Daoist!”

Cultivator Baimei and Zhou Sanyan simultaneously paid their respects, ”If Fellow Daoist wishes to establish a sect in Demon Country later on, our sect will definitely support you with all our might.”

”There’s no need.”

The dazzling Great Sun shook slightly, ”My cultivation base hasn’t hit a bottleneck yet, I won’t leave a legacy behind, nor will I establish a sect. At most, I will delay for several decades in one place, collecting some heavenly material and earthly treasure, and will not stay for long. The three of you can rest assured.”

”After I leave, the three of you can divide the Demon Country as you please; it has nothing to do with me.”

”Fellow Daoist’s ambitions are lofty; it seems I was too short-sighted.”

Cultivator Baimei was overjoyed.

Mu Tiansnow also felt relieved.

Chu Country was the land her master poured his heart into; she didn’t want to cut off the Hua Xue lineage and have her master’s relatives scattered unless it was a dire situation, even though she herself also carried the blood of the Yu family.

No one would suspect that such a cultivator, who could defeat a Middle Jindan Stage cultivator in the Early Golden Pill Stage, would waste time in such a remote place.

”If that is the case, let us sign the Green Spirit Agreement.”

Mu Tiansnow input her mana and Divine Sense Brand into the misty green Dao paper, its Spiritual Scripts clearly visible, carrying a tremendous binding power. Just instinctively thinking about breaking the law, a sense of imminent disaster would surface in one’s heart.

Cultivator Baimei and Zhou Sanyan quickly followed and input their Divine Sense Brands and mana.

Jiang Ding, displaying the dazzling Great Sun Divine Consciousness with the Taiqing Flying Sword, scanned the agreement.

The content on the paper was simple; it was to agree not to betray or harm the other three signees during the battle to besiege Immortal Tiankuang and to recognize the three parties’ rule over Yue Country, Chu Country, and Demon Country after the war. Without an invitation, none would enter each other’s territories, and violators will be punished by heaven and eradicated by earth.

It was evident that the agreement was carefully negotiated by both parties for a long time before signing, with no ambiguous terms. The greatest limitation was only for the duration of the battle against Immortal Tiankuang, not extending to the future.

”Let’s settle it this way.”

Jiang Ding nodded and branded his Divine Sense and mana onto it.

There was nothing to worry about.

He had checked with the Central Array Spirit Computer beforehand and it confirmed that he could cleanse any contractual restraints from himself, and it wouldn’t be perceptible to others.

Of course, he wouldn’t actively break his promise. In the future, when he decided to kill Mu Tiansnow, he would find a way to lure her out of Chu Country, or have someone else drive her out before killing her.

The tri-party agreement was signed.

The Green Spirit Agreement buzzed, its green light burst forth, dividing a small transparent agreement that flew into the Divine Souls of the four Golden Pill cultivators, integrating and disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Ding sensed something.

He felt bound by something that prohibited him from doing certain things; otherwise, it would lead to disaster, which was quite uncomfortable.

”Great kindness!”

Mu Tiansnow exclaimed in admiration. For a moment, she looked at the people around her with much softer gaze. Her voice quickly turned cold, ”Let’s start immediately, according to the plan. Brother Li, you and the others need to expose your traces, naturally...”

”Fellow Daoist Mu, rest assured, these past five hundred years, I haven’t lived in vain,” Cultivator Baimei solemnly said.

Jiang Ding also nodded slightly; the simpler the plan, the more likely it is to succeed, with no need for intricate, interlocking strategies.

The divine sense communications among them severed.

At the bottom of a deep pool.

The youth in blue clothes vanished in a flash and reappeared a few moments later, mysteriously clean and refreshed, untainted by the mundane world.

”The agreement is resolved.”

”Bai Gui is still in Dongling City, trying to find a trace of me, and then use the Blood Soul Tracking Arrow to lock onto me?”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, a hint of murderous intent flaring.

”Eighteen years ago, your avatar threatened me; now it’s time to pay the price.”