Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

After receiving instruction from Immortal Dinghai and others,

Jiang Ding approached Immortal Gulin and Teacher Ouyang Hui.

”Jiang Ding, your cultivation base has almost caught up with us.”

Ouyang Hui exclaimed with a sigh, ”It brings back memories of over a hundred years ago when you had just arrived at Qingfeng University, still so small, at the peak of Xiantian, and in a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.”

”I still fall far short of my teachers.”

Jiang Ding hurriedly said modestly, ”The two of you are now at the peak of Golden Pill, and in at most a hundred years, should have survived the tribulations of the Nascent Soul, achieved a Nascent Soul body, and extended your lifespans by twelve hundred years.”

The Golden Pill Monks teaching at Qingfeng University are at least Tier 4 professionals, one of the top Golden Pill Monks of the Xianmen sect.

”Then we’ll take that as your auspicious words.”

Immortal Gulin smiled faintly.

Her skin was snow-white, and her appearance beautiful, with dark green leaf-shaped long hair that fluttered.

Jiang Ding took a careful look at Immortal Gulin.

This person, in the Golden Pellet Realm, had a Taoist name.

This indicated that she had achieved results in the Golden Pellet Realm that impacted the entire Xianmen sect.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated once.

Time and again, it hummed and buzzed with excitement, similar to the state when it saw An Tuzi during Foundation Establishment.

Yet, under the sensitivity of the Sword Intent, this person’s power seemed very weak.

Hmm, practically Nascent Soul Stage strength, enough to sweep through a large number of Golden Pill Monks, and with some luck, escape from a Nascent Soul Monk.

Logically speaking, this should not excite the current Taiqing Flying Sword, and it should be completely ignored instead.

Jiang Ding showed a puzzled look and thought rapidly.

”What, Dari Swordsman, are you trying to kill me?”

Immortal Gulin keenly sensed the threat, instinctively took a step back, searched for an escape route, and then watched him warily, her combat experience extremely rich.

”Haha,”

”No, not at all, absolutely not.”

Jiang Ding laughed awkwardly.

”Hee hee...”

Ouyang Hui snickered and pulled her close friend over, introducing, ”Gulin, in the Outer Realm, is known as Gulin, Taoist disciple of the Eastern Devil School, by the cultivators of the Eight Great Immortal Sects.”

”So that’s how it is!”

Jiang Ding suddenly understood.

No wonder he had this sense of power that was both mighty and feeble.

The power of Xianmen cultivators can be said to be worlds apart depending on whether they have super warships and cultivator armies around, representing entirely different states.

”In the Geomagnetic Realm, the Green Divine Group Army under Gulin’s command could stand off against the Xuanwu Daoist, Tianxuan Zi, with no victor.”

Ouyang Hui boasted.

”Extremely impressive,”

Jiang Ding said in admiration.

The Taoist disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects represent the top power of the same rank in this domain, with each capable of overcoming higher stages. Being able to fight the opposition to a standstill with an army indicates a terrifying level of proficiency in Formation Dao, with impenetrable offense and defense.

It was like at the Great Sun Heavenly Pond,

the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace’s Splitting Swordsman and others had strong Formation Dao, but were still easily suppressed. It’s nearly impossible to kill a Taoist disciple with numbers; groups of them would instead be crushed to death.

The decline in Huangtong Small World back then was only due to the loss of initiative in the battlefield of the Outer Realm. Under the seal of Army Formations, too many Foundation-building cultivators and Air-Space Warplanes couldn’t be deployed, leaving only the Qi Practicing Troops to face the Foundation-building cultivators of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

And for a while, Tier 3 tactical nuclear bombs were restrained.

In this way, only the substitute Xuanwu Daoist, Xia Houding, had his way.

”Don’t praise me any further.”

Immortal Gulin gave her best friend a look, ”Dari Swordsman alone can beat a Taoist disciple of his rank. I won by outnumbering one man with thousands, and you’re not afraid of others’ ridicule for being disgraceful and embarrassing.”

”That’s not disgraceful at all.”

”Surrounding and ambushing is a profound science of the Immortal Path; who dares to scoff?”

Jiang Ding disagreed.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Ding said his farewells and returned to his classmates.

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng looked at him with gleaming eyes.

”We’ve seen the revered Patriarch Jin Dan, classmate Jiang Ding.”

An Siyan adjusted his black-framed glasses and spoke solemnly.

”...”

Jiang Ding was speechless.

”What’s wrong, Elder Jiang?”

Jin Lingfeng laughed like a blossoming flower, unable to keep her posture straight as her silver hair joyously swayed up and down.

”You all make me feel old.”

”Heavenly Monarch Jiang is the correct address.”

Jiang Ding hummed lightly and said, ”You two little Foundation-building cultivators are really audacious, be careful or you might get a beating.”

”Haha...”

The two women patted his shoulder, laughing heartily.

”By the way, how are your Foundation Establishment preparations going?”

Jiang Ding asked.

These two were also at the peak of Foundation Building, and after decades of polishing their skills, they were approaching Foundation Establishment in these recent years.

”Not bad.”

Talking about serious matters, Jin Lingfeng’s face became a bit more earnest: ”I have prepared everything, and I plan to enter the Star Domain secret realm to establish my foundation in three years. I’ve gotten all the necessary auxiliary Elixirs and Formation Methods ready. I’ve been busy with these matters for decades.”

Her mother was Immortal Yueling, so there were no issues on that front.

”I’m doing okay.”

An Siyan adjusted her black-framed glasses and said, ”Thanks to the military merits from the Desolate Bronze Small World, I exchanged for some items to assist with Foundation Establishment. Plus my savings over the years, my preparation is quite sufficient... a superior Golden Pill should be no problem, and for an ultimate Golden Pill, I can give it a try.”

This far exceeded many of their peers, already placing them among the top tier of Foundation-building cultivators within the Xianmen.

”An ultimate Golden Pill, you can give it a try?”

”Looks like you’re going to owe me money again.”

Jiang Ding smiled slightly and handed her a jade box: ”I didn’t need the prime quality Golden Core pill I prepared. Here you go. Besides, I’ll also exchange some high-level auxiliary items for Foundation Establishment for you, I still have some military merits left.”

In fact, apart from the merits earned from the Divinity Transformation, he hardly used any military merits for exchanges as he didn’t really need to, having saved up a large amount that could even impress Nascent Soul Monks.

As intimate friends since their youth over a century ago, he didn’t want her to die after just a few hundred years; he hoped she could live as long as possible.

”This is so embarrassing...”

An Siyan felt a bit awkward.

”Hmm?”

Jiang Ding’s expression turned stern.

”It’s okay!”

”I have thick skin, I’m totally okay with it!”

An Siyan hastily took the jade box, her cheeks flushed as she said, ”It just feels like I’m owing more and more debt, which doesn’t feel quite right. It’s not normal to owe people money like this.”

”It’s fine, this is usury, interest compounded upon interest. You’re actually at a big loss here.”

Jiang Ding comforted her.

”What about mine?”

Jin Lingfeng wasn’t pleased with being left out.

”You?”

”But you’re also a wealthy woman.”

Jiang Ding was surprised but then thought for a moment: ”Alright, let me know what Foundation Establishment Elixirs you need, and I’ll help you exchange them. You can pay me back after your Foundation Establishment.”

”Hmm, with expensive interest. Usury.”

”That’s more like it.”

Jin Lingfeng was satisfied.

”Hello, everyone.”

Jiang Ding approached a group of cultivators at the peak of Foundation Building, numbering in the hundreds, even thousands.

Not just from Qingfeng University.

From Beidou University, society at large, companies, the military, and various places, occupations, and ages were represented. The Xianmen were quite relaxed in this regard; as long as one applied and passed some security checks, they could watch other cultivators’ Foundation Establishment and tribulations for free.

His situation here was quite unique, hence it attracted many people. Normally, having dozens of onlookers for a cultivator’s Foundation Establishment was already quite significant.

”I am honored to share with everyone my experience in establishing a foundation. My learning is unsophisticated and insufficient in many areas, so I ask for your criticism and corrections.”

”Foundation Establishment, as our teachers said, the purity of Mana and Divine Sense is very important. It is the prerequisite for triggering the phenomena of the Foundation Establishment. The process of compressing Mana to form the Golden Pill requires precise and delicate control...”

”...Internal Demons involve confronting one’s true self. It’s not to be feared even with flaws; no one is perfect. Face it, recognize that deficiencies are part of one’s Divine Soul and of one’s life...”

Jiang Ding began to speak slowly.

He talked about his understanding of Foundation Establishment, covering every detail without holding back, trying to provide as much reference as possible for the surrounding peak Foundation-building Xianmen cultivators, to make their path to Foundation Establishment smoother.