Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Great Sun Swordsman.”

A graceful and elegant beautiful woman approached. She was dressed in a form-fitting blue work suit, exuding a Nascent Soul Peak aura. Her towering chest bore a nameplate that read: Fifth-Order Warship Refining Master, Nan Yunqi.

Spatial rifts occasionally appeared around her, but as they touched the fabric of her suit, they dissipated into nothingness.

”Paying respects to Yun Gong Immortal.”

Jiang Ding, Yu Qianzi, and An Siyan, along with others, all gave a salute in a very respectful manner.

Fifth-Order Warship Refining Master!

This was a strategic talent of national treasure level for the Xianmen Sect, with a dazzling resume like that of an elite. Her personal involvement in the design and construction of a Nascent Soul Monk’s Air-Space Battleship was mixed with many political factors.

”Swordsman, my team is responsible for the construction of the Super Sun Battleship. Would you like an introduction?”

Nan Yunqi stroked her hair beside her ear and asked.

”Please enlighten me, Senior.”

Jiang Ding said respectfully.

”No need to be so formal.”

Nan Yunqi smiled and continued, ”The Super Sun Battleship is 1,274 meters in length, 324 meters in width, weighing 32.741 million tonnes. Constructed entirely of synthetic materials, it is formed from Fourth-Order Aviation Aluminum Spirit Gold, and the crucial load-bearing parts are crafted from diverse Fourth-Order Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures... the total cost is 3.7 billion low-grade Spirit Stones, which is the subsidized price by the Xianmen Sect.”

”The seniors have worked too hard,”

Jiang Ding chimed in immediately.

He knew that the Xianmen Sect had subsidized a large number of Fourth-Order Nascent Soul level materials that could not be mass-produced, including the cost of refining by seniors like Nan Yunqi.

The latter was also a significant expense, potentially even more expensive.

Fifth-Order Warship Refining Master.

Such a figure was almost equivalent to a Nascent Soul Cultivator taking action; their appearance fee couldn’t be low.

Not to mention a large group of Refining Masters exceeding standard quotas, with dozens above the Fourth-Order Refiner, and thousands of Third-Order Refiners assisting them.

It had to be so.

To control a Nascent Soul level warship with a Golden Pill, even if one possesses the requisite Divine Soul and Mana, was not easy. Many breakthrough research projects and bottlenecks had to be addressed. Only with such a grandiose and luxurious team, after decades, could results be achieved.

Compared to the Immortal Sects, it was like Taoist disciples fighting across a great realm - a miracle.

For the Xianmen Sect to achieve the same effect was also a miracle, embodying the crystallized wisdom of countless past sages.

”It’s just work for pay; what’s there to tire over?”

Nan Yunqi smiled faintly and continued, ”The main formation on the Super Sun Vessel is the Fourth-Order Formation, the Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation. When the formation is activated, it can unfold the Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Domain. You know what a Domain is, right?”

”Yes,”

Jiang Ding replied without hesitation.

”A Domain, similar to the field of a Nascent Soul Monk, is created by the Fourth-Order Formation, capable of effectively suppressing and counteracting the Domains of Nascent Soul Monks.”

”Correct,”

Nan Yunqi nodded, ”The Domain of the Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation is just so, combining offense and defense. For defense, relying on the outer hull, it can... hm, based on your requirements, there’s no defense. It can generate an external magnetic thunderstorm to annihilate any unauthorized Magic attacks, physical attacks, Divine Soul attacks.”

”The offensive capabilities of the Super Sun Vessel...”

With her slender and immaculate hand forming a Mana Technique, the wall of the massive battleship under construction became translucent and murky, revealing the terrifying cannon within, flickering with thunder.

Jiang Ding held his breath.

A cannon over a thousand meters long, with a diameter of over a hundred meters.

Could this still be called a cannon?

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng were not overly shocked, merely marveled for a moment, having seen something similar on television.

”This thing...”

Yu Qianzi’s scalp tingled.

She stared tightly at the fearsome gun barrel, instinctively tensed to the extreme. A mere touch at that moment would trigger thousands of Taiyin Sword Qi, potent enough to harm a Nascent Soul Monk.

”Fourth-order electromagnetic system, the classic main cannon of the Air-Space Mothership, the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon.”

Nan Yunqi activated the array patterns on the main cannon one by one. Streaks of azure light shone and then faded, continuously tested.

”This is the Xianmen Sect’s top-notch fourth-order electromagnetic cannon, second only to the fortress cannons of the Air-Space Battleship. The name Liexing indicates that, in actual tests, after one thousand one hundred and forty-three continuous shots, it can shatter planets as large as Pluto, turning them into cosmic dust.”

”Hmm, this is actually a bit exaggerated.”

She slightly shook her head.

”Many say that Pluto shouldn’t really be counted as a planet, with a diameter of just 2376.6 kilometers. It’s more like we, the cannon researchers, are just gilding ourselves.”

”The Refining Masters of Immortal Sects often like to name their creations with titles like Immortal-Slaying Swords, Dao-Eradicating Stamps, or Longevity Banners.”

”Xianmen Refining Engineers are no exception.”

Nan Yunqi chuckled self-deprecatingly.

”Even if we designate Pluto as a dwarf planet, it’s still a star. How can you say gilding?”

Jiang Ding argued confidently.

”It’s truly worthy of its name.”

”That makes sense.”

Nan Yunqi smiled knowingly and continued, ”Once this super-warship is refined, you will have the initial capability to survive in the universe. The same goes for the void between small worlds. When you have time, you can take a look at Dharma-Ending City. Your Destruction Sword Dao seems quite compatible with this area.”

”Have you learned the knowledge of Dharma-Ending City yet?”

She earnestly taught and nurtured the younger generation, not just introducing the warship.

”Yes.”

Jiang Ding glanced at the stunningly beautiful girl in the moon-white fairy skirt beside him, hesitating.

Yu Qianzi humphed lightly, her expression sour, visibly displeased.

”It’s no bother.”

Nan Yunqi said unconcernedly, ”The heritage of Xianmen is to be shown boldly to others, to reduce the possibility of war. Xianmen loves peace, always emphasizing peaceful development and mutual benefit between domains.”

”Dharma-Ending City.”

”It’s one of Xianmen’s retreats.”

Jiang Ding didn’t immediately believe it and pondered for a moment. Only after confirming that the Central Array Spirit Computer hadn’t issued any warnings did he say, ”Our domain is a rare Soulless Universe, devoid of any innate Spiritual Energy, relying entirely on the overflow of Spiritual Energy from neighboring domains for the development of the Immortal Path civilization.”

”Beyond the mother planet, there is the vast and endless starry sky.”

”Should anything untoward happen, Xianmen warships will carry those citizens of a higher grade away from the mother planet, delving into the distant starry sky, using the absolute soulless environment to block powerful enemies.”

”Among the starry sky, lies our base.”

”A city that wanders ceaselessly.”

”Inside, facilities sufficient to sustain some of the citizens in life, in slumber, and allow a few of them to reproduce, perpetuating civilization.”

”In the past, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion once occupied and enslaved the mother planet, mining Law-Breaking Immortal Gold, but they could never fully annihilate the main forces of Xianmen.”

”Even the Last Great Sun Sword Master, who personally ventured deep into the universe to pursue, couldn’t do so. He had to retreat after decades, his mana heavily depleted, falling into a weakened state.”

”Because those born in a spiritual environment cannot adapt to this part of the starry sky, not even the Masters of Refining Nothingness.”

”This city, carrying the last hope of Xianmen,”

”It is Dharma-Ending City.”

Jiang Ding spoke slowly.