Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Although it’s a bit excessive, everyone can understand,”

Jiang Ding nodded satisfactorily and tossed the freshly acquired Silver Blood Heavenly Spirit Fruit in front of Mad Knife Duke, ”Take care of this. I’ll take my thirty percent; the rest should be divided as I just said. If it can’t be divided, use tier-three Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure as compensation.”

The Golden Pill Monk at the Middle Jindan Stage who was the first to speak stood there dumbfounded at the scene.

The Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure that had been in their grasp were actually being returned?

This gave him a surreal feeling, as if it were all too unreal, suspecting that the Silver Blood Heavenly Spirit Fruit had been switched or some vicious prohibition had been covertly set within it.

”Yes, Lord Tushan!”

The Mad Knife Duke and the others, however, were overjoyed. Knowing his temper, they didn’t refuse at all and took the Silver Blood Heavenly Spirit Fruit.

Not daring to disturb Jiang Ding, the group went over to a nearby place and used their Divine Sense to communicate quickly, sometimes even bringing out third-grade ores and elixirs to argue heatedly, the air thick with tension.

”You ungrateful dog, spurning the face given to you...”

The arguing became more and more intense, with the Golden Pill Monks each drawing their swords and treasures, waving them around as killing intent uncontrollably exuded from them, ready to erupt into a fierce battle at the slightest provocation.

At that moment, their gazes unintentionally shifted to a nearby ordinary-looking young man who was quietly watching them.

”Faces... we all have them.”

The few Golden Pill Monks holding swords shivered, quickly stowing their weapons and offering a friendly smile to those they had been arguing with.

After a long while, Mad Knife Duke returned with a pile of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, his face filled with reluctance, clearly having not prevailed in the bidding, as the Monk named Hammer at the Middle Jindan Stage had obtained the Silver Blood Heavenly Spirit Fruit.

”My lord, this is your share.”

Mad Knife Duke spoke respectfully.

Jiang Ding scanned over it with his Divine Sense and frowned slightly.

”Lord Tushan, is there something missing?”

Mad Knife Duke shivered and quickly said, ”It’s a lapse on my part; I will immediately seek them out to make up the difference. It was our fault, please wait a moment...”

”It’s not.”

Jiang Ding stopped him with his Sword Intent, sorted through the pile of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, and threw out a third of the items before taking the rest, ”It’s too much. Don’t do this again.”

”When I say thirty percent, I mean thirty percent,”

his tone carried a slight warning.

”The rules I set must be followed until they are overwhelmed by an irresistible external force, regardless of who it is, even if it’s myself.”

Thirty percent was a meticulously designed figure.

It ensured his benefits and also safeguarded the interests of the many Golden Pill Monks.

If given more, although the Golden Pill Monks wouldn’t dare to rebel, they would inevitably slack off.

If given less, that would be wrong, for he was the one who had contributed the most work, and to be shortchanged would invite trouble.

Without the virtue to match one’s status, calamity would surely follow.

If those with great power do not receive the corresponding treatment, it would certainly attract disaster, even Jiang Ding himself would subconsciously feel dissatisfied, wanting to overthrow the current order, as it is a human survival instinct.

”Yes! I understand my mistake!”

Mad Knife Duke’s heart chilled.

Having personally witnessed the person in front of him slay Immortal Guichi of the Rule Mountain Iron Family and thirty-eight of the direct lineage of the Hei Clan’s Golden Pill Monks, he naturally didn’t dare think this man was amiable.

It was conceivable that once he stepped beyond the boundaries of the rules, a bloody incident would immediately follow.

”That’s better,”

Jiang Ding nodded faintly, ”Remember, I value rules, not just for myself. You must do the same for other, weaker Golden Pill Monks, at least within the boundaries of the Luoxu Clan, and until you break free of the mark of my Sword Intent.”

”Yes, I will bear it in mind.”

Mad Knife Duke replied solemnly.

Beside him, the middle-stage Golden Pill Cultivator who had obtained the Silver Blood Heavenly Spirit Fruit through his substantial wealth was shaken by this scene. He turned to his subordinate and asked in a low voice, ”Tell me again about the matters within the Sutra Pavilion. Don’t worry, I’ll just take a look at your Cultivation Method; I won’t take it.”

”Big brother, I understand,”

replied a gray-robed early-stage Golden Pill Cultivator with a forced smile.

Other Golden Pill Cultivators around them felt more at ease seeing this, and the resistance deep in their hearts dissipated considerably, almost without them noticing.

They began to truly consider how to fulfill the orders of this figure to gain benefits, instead of focusing ninety-nine percent of their attention on expelling the marks of Sword Intent and fleeing.

”Fellow Daoists, what you need to do now is…”

Jiang Ding spoke up once more.

The surrounding Golden Pill Cultivators suddenly became serious and listened attentively.

”Now, you need to rush to various locations to convey our Sword Order to all the Golden Pill Cultivators, and inquire whether they are willing to follow my... Lord Tushan’s two rules,”

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and came up with a name that would be easy to understand and spread.

”The first rule is, no more fighting or killing, or face death.”

”The second rule, three-tenths of the Spiritual Medicine Garden’s Elixirs belong to me, and the rest will be distributed to any Golden Pill Cultivator willing to obey my orders, based on their merits.”

”That’s the way it is.”

”What are your thoughts?”

Jiang Ding looked around at the group and asked.

Having cultivated for nearly two hundred years, he had developed several effective methods.

When dealing with tasks, one simply needs to set goals, then let the people below handle the rest.

These Golden Pill Cultivators had lived for hundreds of years, all capable of getting things done, and very efficiently at that, provided they were truly willing to do so.

”May we, in your name, call upon the previous group of over a hundred Golden Pill Cultivators? They should follow your command,”

suggested Mad Knife Duke, immediately spotting a crucial point and asking.

Power.

As long as there was power and a large number of Golden Pill Cultivators willing to obey, this task would not be difficult.

”That is possible.”

”’Summon’ is not a good term. Invite instead; inviting like a business partnership, whether they’re willing or not is up to them,”

Jiang Ding nodded and said, ”If they are willing, have them come to me. I will give them the Sword Intent mark and One-Eyed Cicada, then have them form various combat squads to start stopping all the Golden Pill Cultivators who are still fighting. After giving a warning, those who remain obstinate should be eliminated.”

”As a principle, they should overpower the weak and outnumber the few.”

”When encountering numerous opponents that they cannot defeat, they should not engage but instead flee immediately and call for nearby Sword-receiving Order Golden Pill Cultivators to assist.”

”If the issue cannot be resolved, I will handle it.”

”Understood!”

Mad Knife Duke and the others, briefly fantasizing about the number of Elixirs they could exchange for their merits, felt an intense eagerness and spread out in different directions, moving swiftly to first seek out Golden Pill Cultivators like Immortal Baimei, who were very likely willing to cooperate.

Quiet returned to the area.

Jiang Ding was not in a hurry either, leisurely flying in the sky, occasionally finding Golden Pill Cultivators mid-fight to deal with in the same manner.

Those willing were given the Sword Intent mark and One-Eyed Cicada, those unwilling were ignored, and those who dared to attack were killed.

After several days,

one by one, Golden Pill Cultivators informed by Mad Knife Duke and others flew towards Jiang Ding. After receiving the Sword Intent and One-Eyed Cicada, they dispersed in all directions.

Within the range of his Divine Sense, the number of Sword Order Cultivators grew explosively, spreading rapidly throughout the legacy site of the Falling Void Clan, incorporating the massive number of Golden Pill Cultivators into a new order.

Those who disobeyed were swallowed by this emerging order, leaving no trace behind.