Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding stood in the sky, looking towards the direction of Chu Country.

In that instant, a hidden breath probe in the southeast corner of Chu Country was triggered and disintegrated, transforming into a faint mark that followed the figure who had been waiting for a long time.

”Mu Tiansnow...”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

”I have waited for you for nearly a hundred years, and finally, you have left your doors.”

”One hundred twenty-two years ago, your avatar attacked me at the Nine Heavens Relics; one hundred fourteen years ago, you ambushed me on the Golden Knife outside the capital of Yue Country.”

”Each time, you tried to kill me.”

”Now, I’ll give you a chance.”

He concealed his form and flew into the distance.

The azure hue of his escape light flickered with his form.

With each flicker, he covered vast distances, and in the blink of an eye, he was far away from the Immortal City, personally established and ruled by the Tushan sword cultivators for over a hundred years.

...

Near the border of Chu Country.

A blood-colored escape light concealed its figure and fled towards the Soulless Desert, abandoning the ancestral foundation of a thousand years, fleeing in a sorry state.

After more than a hundred years, she still looked like a young girl, her face beautiful and her skin snowy white, wearing a pure black palace dress that highlighted her graceful figure.

She tried her best to conceal her form, daring not to disturb even a cloud nearby.

”... Patriarch Nascent Soul...”

Mu Tiansnow flew thousands of miles and, confirming there was no pursuit, let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the Nascent Soul Immortal of the Liudao Sect had not chosen the Xuetu Hall as the place to demonstrate their power; otherwise, it would have been the Hua Xue Palace facing complete extinction now, with no chance of survival.

This left her utterly disheartened.

Years of effort, the accumulation of her ancestors over a thousand years, lost in an instant, not even daring to offer a slight resistance, grateful that the other’s gaze had not landed on her.

”Blessing or curse.”

”This is not necessarily a bad thing.”

Mu Tiansnow brightened a bit, clutching the small Blood Knife at her chest, encouraging herself, ”The Tushan swordsman and that Qiyu swordsman are both dead, the two great enemies of life and death are gone, the path ahead is much clearer.”

”Furthermore, encountering the Great Sun Sect and the righteous and demonic forces contending against each other reveals some gaps in the path to Nascent Soul, an opportunity of a lifetime that even my forebears never encountered. I am lucky enough.”

”If, after many years, I ascend to Nascent Soul, perhaps I can offer him a stick of incense in the Tushan Immortal City.”

Her little face was filled with a mix of reminiscence and longing.

All her enemies had died, leaving her with a sense of the past being as insubstantial as smoke.

”Just a stick of incense?”

In the empty space before her, the air became transparent and hazy, revealing a young man in green, who curiously asked.

The young man, at the initial stage of Golden Pill cultivation, was carefully observing her, this woman he once wanted to kill and had long remembered.

”Nascent Soul took action personally,”

”You’re still alive!”

Mu Tiansnow’s body stiffened.

”Fellow cultivator, I must attend to urgent matters.”

Without a second thought, mana erupted from her body, and with a ’bang,’ it exploded into a sky full of bloody thread-like knife beams, escaping in all directions.

A red fuzzball suddenly appeared in the sky, each strand ending in a palm-sized girl in a black dress, armed with a Blood Knife as big as herself, fleeing at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, she flew out several kilometers, her speed reaching an extreme.

At the same time, her cultivation base was revealed. She was at the peak of Golden Pill, and the aura of Classics-grade practice methods was apparent, precisely the one she acquired in the Nine Heavens Relics the last time.

”How can it be so sensitive?”

Jiang Ding was slightly surprised.

”You have ascended to the peak of Golden Pill, what is there to fear?”

The magnetic azure lines on his forehead twinkled.

Keng!

Accompanied by the sound of a sword cry,

A terrifying Sword Intent of Destruction spread in all directions, and within a radius of fifty kilometers, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi exhibited a slight inertia at this moment.

Space itself felt somewhat viscous and solidified.

For a Nascent Soul Monk, this naturally spreading pressure was insignificant, easily parted with a wave of a hand, and teleportation spells were unaffected.

But for a Golden Pill Monk, this was a life and death prison!

The sky-filled Bloodline threads paused, and on top of each thread, figures the size of a palm, little girls in black dresses the same height as themselves, also hesitated, exhibiting looks of horror and despair.

”Mu Tiansnow, it’s been many years since we last met. I’ve missed you quite a bit.”

Jiang Ding smiled faintly.

He idly plucked at the sharp Bloodline threads nearby, emitting a clear and melodious sound like a zither.

Whoosh!

The sky-filled sphere of Bloodline threads was yanked by a powerful external force, forcibly pulling back the palm-sized Mu Tiansnow who had already run several kilometers away, scattered in every direction.

The Bloodline threads continued contracting, the black-dressed little girls drew closer, and like a liquid, they began to merge into one.

A moment later,

A girl with snow-white skin, a delicate face, bright and spirited black eyes, wearing a pure black palace dress appeared before him, surrounded by a scimitar-shaped Blood Knife as tall as a person.

”I pay my respects to the Qiyu Swordsman.”

Mu Tiansnow laughed dryly, kneeling and bowing in greeting.

Having confirmed several times that the other party was only an early stage Golden Pill with possibly a recent advancement, a ridiculous idea that had once surfaced in her mind a hundred years before, emerged again firmly etched in her heart.

A faint despair enveloped her heart.

Jiang Ding didn’t pay her any attention and walked up to her; ignoring the faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, he found a delicate snow-white Storage Bag around her slender waist.

He closed his eyes slightly, letting his Divine Sense carrying the Sword Intent of Destruction flood into it, instantly destroying the various complex prohibitions inside, revealing numerous treasures within.

”Not bad.”

”Fellow Daoist Mu is quite wealthy.”

Jiang Ding praised softly.

Reflected within his Divine Sense were piles of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, including first, second, and third levels, with a lot of third-level items such as Blood Spirit Copper, Jade Stones, Blood Bone Wood, and so on.

There were more than ten Treasures, encompassing inferior, medium, and superior grades, representing a millennium of accumulation from the Hua Xue Palace.

He roughly estimated the value of these items.

”Four hundred and twenty million Low-grade Spirit Stones!”

Jiang Ding’s spirits lifted.

This indeed was a tremendous stroke of luck.

Mu Tiansnow had fled the Hua Xue Palace in a wretched state, rushing towards the Northern Plains in search of her path, carrying the wealth accumulated by the Hua Xue Palace over countless years.

Otherwise, if it had been a normal day, even if the Hua Xue Palace were destroyed, one would not find so many third-level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures as they were scattered across various secret vaults.

The Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures before him should suffice for over a decade of cultivation.

The only regret was the absence of any level four items.

Generally speaking, a lower-level Cultivator acquiring resources of a higher-level Cultivator requires immense luck, like a Foundation-building cultivator obtaining a Golden Pill level Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure by chance; the same was true for a Golden Pill Monk.

Jiang Ding sighed, no longer focusing on these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

He carefully searched the Storage Bag with his Divine Sense, particularly for items like dresses, dressing mirrors, and other trinkets.

Finally, at the bottom of the Storage Bag, he found a Jade Box, his Divine Sense intruding brusquely, and his eyes revealed a hint of joy.

A distorted Law-Breaking Steel Bullet lay quietly inside, long forgotten after years had passed.

Jiang Ding let out a sigh of relief, not taking it out but instead collecting the entire snow-white Storage Bag into his own.

”Big Brother Jiang, can you let me go?”

Mu Tiansnow looked up with her innocent big eyes, pleading, ”I have a good talent, I possess the Heavenly Water Spiritual Root and the Blood Spirit Holy Body, even with poor inheritance, I reached the peak of Golden Pill before three hundred years of age.

My comprehension is also very good; I completed the conversion to Classics-grade practice methods quickly and advanced from late Golden Pill stage to Golden Pill Peak in just over a hundred years.”

”I am also very kind and haven’t done anything bad.”

”If you let me go, I can do many things for you!”