Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”The Thousand Soul Banner is something that should be used sparingly.”

After a bit of small talk, Jiang Ding cautioned, ”We are born human, and even if we do not speak of saving our country and our people, or bringing peace to the world, we must still have a basic moral line. Indiscriminately slaughtering our own to refine treasures is to lose that very human baseline.”

As time passed, the number of familiar faces grew fewer, and he did not want to someday accidentally eliminate this old acquaintance.

”Yes, I understand,” the subordinate earnestly replied.

Han Lin’s heart shivered as he momentarily mourned in silence for the cloaked figure who had spoken up at the underground auction.

Why trouble oneself anywhere else when it was evident that causing a stir in someone’s lair was akin to not knowing what death meant, arrogantly believing oneself to be of the Direct Lineage of a massive Northern Plains family, oblivious to the current situation.

”You’re injured? Your cultivation base has fallen?”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense swept over the area and he expressed both surprise and a lack of surprise.

This individual seemingly encountered him always being hunted and on the run—an unfortunate constant.

”Yes, Junior Uncle’s insight is sharp,” Han Lin said with a wry smile. ”I faced an undeserved disaster and was hunted by the Six Dao Saint, Yin Chougu. Luckily, he didn’t take me too seriously, allowing me to escape by a fluke.”

”Rest assured, I have dealt with the aftermath and will not lead any trouble here. I will leave shortly.”

”I have come this time because there is an urgent matter to report.”

Han Lin spoke solemnly, ”I still remember the life-saving grace from the Demon King Bai Hua at the Tushan Demon Palace years ago and have never forgotten it, constantly weighing on my mind.”

”I unintentionally learned of a piece of information from the Six Dao Saint which I believe has an eighty or ninety percent chance of being credible. It concerns the life and death of all the cultivation domains outside of the Northern Plains, hence I have come to make a report.”

”Oh? What is the matter?”

Jiang Ding was somewhat curious.

Even though this person was rather unlucky, based on past experiences, he was reliable and not one to speak nonsense.

”The Righteous and Demonic Alliance is about to be defeated,” Han Lin blurted out, a tidbit that was astonishing and completely out of the ordinary, stealing a glance at the other party.

He noticed the young man in green opposite him remained calm, not showing the slightest bit of shock, leaving Han Lin guessing whether the other’s depth of serenity was like a deep abyss or he simply did not care.

Somehow, this made him feel a bit disappointed.

”On the battlefield, the Righteous and Demonic Alliance is no match for the Great Sun Sect,” Han Lin set aside the inexplicable sentiment and stated seriously, ”Several Patriarch Nascent Souls have perished, and out of the twenty-eight families of the alliance, several have been removed from their name and exterminated by the Great Sun Sect.”

”In the future, the Northern Plains might see a situation where the Great Sun Sect becomes the only dominant power.”

”The Righteous and Demonic Alliance is in disarray; even as they are being hunted, they will surely still have some forces remaining that flee in all directions. Once it affects our homeland, the land of the Three Kingdoms, a terrible disaster may occur...”

”Of course, my status is low and my experience shallow. While I think it’s highly likely, how things really are still can’t be said for certain,” he added another line.

Silence ensued.

After a long time.

”The Righteous and Demonic Alliance is defeated?”

Jiang Ding murmured to himself, swiftly contemplating the possibility in his mind.

Theoretically, it was quite possible.

The greatest strength of the family system was its stability, clear hierarchy, wealth and prosperity for generations, and an unbroken lineage.

Beyond that, there was nothing.

In terms of the success rate of cultivators, in terms of maximizing the efficiency of the utilization of cultivation resources, in terms of the exploration of the science and technology of the Immortal Path, in terms of the consumption and replenishment rates of talent...

All were far inferior to the master-disciple system of the Great Sun Sect.

It was conceivable that, throughout the centuries of conflict, both the Great Sun Sect and the Righteous and Demonic Alliance lost a great number of Golden Pill Monks and some Nascent Soul Monks. While the Nascent Soul Monks of the Righteous and Demonic Alliance might have decreased, it’s possible the numbers of Nascent Soul Monks in the Great Sun Sect remained unchanged.

Because there’s a never-ending supply of elite cultivators for replenishment!

It’s not just the internal members of the Great Sun Sect, but also the vast number of Loose Cultivators in the Northern Plains, the twenty-eight Collateral Lineage Golden Pill members of the righteous and demonic alliance, and the Golden Pill Cultivators from the smaller surrounding cultivation domains. These are all potential disciples of the Great Sun Sect, whose loyalty could possibly be even stronger than that of the disciples within the sect itself.

”Thank you for the information,”

Jiang Ding stood up and gave a slight bow.

This piece of news was very important to him; if true, it could relate to his safety and was not something dispensable.

”Junior Master Uncle, you’re too polite!”

Han Lin was startled and hastily stepped aside.

”You have the punch injuries from the Six Dao Saint on your body?”

”This person is not bad, having comprehended the Magic Intention; he’s not a mediocre one.”

Jiang Ding stopped disregarding him and waved his hand.

Han Lin only felt a pain in his chest as the multi-layered seals on his wound loosened and burst, sending a stream of dark purple blood through his garment, flying into the sky and spinning endlessly.

In an instant, a will representing the cycle of the six paths, including Tianrendao, Human Dao, Ghost Dao, and Beast Dao, permeated the heavens and earth, spontaneously drawing in the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi from all directions, converging into six spiritually luminous black holes flickering uncertainly.

”Six Dao Reincarnation? This Magic Intention is of a very high rank,”

Jiang Ding was also astonished.

Such Magic Intention could be considered one of the most top-notch in the Xianmen domains, comparable to what Taoist disciples could comprehend.

However, that wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

If the cultivator’s own foundation or the Sect’s foundation wasn’t solid enough, this Magic Intention would forever remain at the stage of its initial birth, unchanging. The transmission of Cultivation Method, Divine Soul strength, and other factors would affect its growth, making it difficult to progress further.

At the moment of its birth, it faced a bottleneck.

Take this stream of Six Dao Magic Intention, for example; its quality was exceptional, but it was too weak, far too weak.

At the Golden Pill Stage, it was still considered extremely sharp, but if one were to reach the Nascent Soul Stage, it would be merely a special kind of magic, no longer dominant.

Jiang Ding opened his palm.

Threads of Sword Qi emerged, snuffing out the imposing Six Dao Magic Intention in the sky, turning the dark purple blood to dust that dissipated into nothingness. All that was left was a fragment of pure Magic Intention that split into two, one part taken into his possession.

This could be used for reference.

Han Lin only felt a relief in his chest.

The alien force that had required a great deal of Mana to suppress and erode every moment for many days vanished without a trace. Flesh grew over the wound, visibly healing, and his whole body relaxed immensely, recovering.

”Junior Master Uncle...”

He couldn’t help showing gratitude.

In his journey of cultivation, he had seen much deceit, but only this person made him feel somewhat trustworthy, daring to come even with serious injuries.

Because the other party simply disdained to take anything; there was no need.

”Here, this is for you.”

Jiang Ding tossed the remaining piece of Magic Intention over to him.

”This thing is called Magic Intention; if you can comprehend it, it will increase your strength, Mana, Divine Soul’s intensity and purity. To comprehend it, one needs certain requirements regarding insight, along with the purity of Mana and Divine Soul.”

Influenced by the Xianmen, if there were spoils of war, he would distribute them among contributors to the battle.

Of course, he would typically give only up to half, but this time the other party brought crucial intelligence, so he gave half.

”Thank you, Junior Master Uncle.”

Han Lin, knowing the other party’s temperament, eagerly accepted the strand of Six Dao Magic Intention.

As for the other party’s strength, there was no trace of surprise.

More than a hundred years ago, this person was capable of slaying a Post-golden Alchemist at the Foundation Establishment stage. Although the Six Dao Saint was known as the number one elite of the righteous and demonic alliance, compared to this person, he was still far behind and no threat at all.