Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

After that round of spending, the balance of low-grade Spirit Stones had dwindled from thirty-two billion to just seventeen billion.

”Without a steady income, no amount of Spirit Stones will be enough to last.”

Jiang Ding felt a pang of heartache.

It always seemed that even if he had a mountain of gold and silver before him, it would always find a curious and yet reasonable way to vanish.

As for the library points, he had no plans to use them to exchange for Spirit Stones or Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures.

Not only would he not use them, but if necessary, he could continue to supplement Spirit Stones into it.

In any case, everything was for the Great Sun Nascent Soul Art; the Great Sun Nascent Soul Art was everything.

If he failed to develop the Great Sun Nascent Soul Art, all the wealth would be useless. He didn’t want to end up with a pile of Spirit Stones sitting in a storeroom after his life had run out. That would be tragic.

”Lifespan?”

”Yes, lifespan.”

Jiang Ding remembered something and began searching through the Xianmen Sect Bank APP’s balance statement with his Divine Sense.

”First-order lifespan-extending herbs, amount: three hundred and twenty. They can extend the lifespan of Qi Practitioners for up to twenty years.”

”Second-order lifespan-extending herbs, amount: sixty-seven, of which thirty are lower class of second-order, twenty are middle class, and seventeen are upper class. They can be used to extend the lifespan of Foundation-building Cultivators.

The lower class of second-order Longevity Pills can extend life by ten years and can be taken repeatedly, with diminishing effects, up to a limit of twenty years. Both the middle-class and upper-class second-order Longevity Pills also have a maximum extension limit of twenty years.”

”The maximum lifespan of a Foundation-building Cultivator can reach three hundred years.”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, recalling the knowledge from his classes.

It wasn’t that the closer one got to the three-hundred-year limit of a Foundation-building Cultivator, the more difficult it became. Toward the end, each additional year of life was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

”Third-order lifespan-extending herbs, amount: ten, all of which are lower class of third-order. Processed into lower class of third-order Longevity Pills, they can extend the lifespan of Golden Pill Monks by thirty years. With repeated consumption, the maximum extension is fifty years.”

”The ultimate lifespan of a Golden Pill Monk is seven hundred years, no matter how it is extended. Seven hundred years is the end point.”

”There are no fourth-order lifespan-extending herbs.”

This highlighted the difficulty of extending one’s life in the cultivation world.

The once greatest Sect in the Northern Plains, which had closed its doors for such a long time, couldn’t even produce a single fourth-order lifespan-extending herb.

These treasures, which could be said to steal the creation of heaven and earth, cannot be cultivated by human hand. They entirely depend on natural growth, and where they appear is entirely random, without any pattern. They could be found in the desert, in water, in flames—everywhere and nowhere.

Even the Immortal Path could not alter this rule by a fraction.

”One lifespan-extending herb can be refined into one Longevity Pill, only one, without division, for reasons unknown.”

Jiang Ding silently calculated, ”The first-order herbs have no current use, so I’ll save them for now.”

These rare treasures of heaven and earth are extremely rare even to Nascent Soul Monks and seldom circulate in the market. They can only affect Qi Practitioners whose Divine Souls have undergone a transformation.

Mortals cannot use them; their Divine Souls are already exhausted, and lifespan-extending herbs cannot have any effect on them.

”Sixty-seven second-order lifespan-extending herbs can be refined into sixty-seven Longevity Pills.”

”Some for mother, sister, and An Siyan as well. If Jin Lingfeng needs it, give her some too; the rest will go to those destined to have them.”

”Regarding the third-order herbs, there are only three of us, so we will each add thirty years to our lifespans. That’s it.”

With a few touches on his phone through his Divine Sense, Jiang Ding sent these lifespan-extending herbs to the alchemy company with the best reputation and credibility to commission the refinement, done by a Fourth-order Alchemy Master, with the fee being a fourth-order Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure.

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It’s impossible not to do so.

Longevity is too tempting for cultivators, no laws or even life and death can restrain them - if you dare offer it to them, they will take it without consideration for their own life.

Such is the harvest this time.

”Right, there’s also the Nine Elements Spiritual Ginseng.”

Jiang Ding suddenly remembered an item, ”This thing, after being sealed, was buried a kilometer underground. If I go back, I can dig it up and use it as a spiritual plants manager until it pays off the rent it owes me.”

After handling all affairs, Jiang Ding got up and flew towards the direction of his literature class, continuing to study the Nascent Soul chapter of the ”All-transforming Magnetic Element Sutra” under Immortal Dinghai.

Over the years, apart from a very few occasions, he never broke his routine of attending class once a year.

Three months later.

Having finished his class, Jiang Ding said farewell to Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan, who had just emerged from seclusion to stabilize their Golden Pellet Realm, and returned to his dormitory on Silver Sky Island.

He took out the three third-order, top-grade Gold Dragon Bamboos and twenty Synthetic Gengjin that Panda Xiaohua gave him and his Divine Sense surged into the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Over the years, incessantly refining with the Great Sun Heavenly Pond Refinement Method, the Taiqing Flying Sword, like a gluttonous beast, devoured all sorts of Gold from the world. Its Earth Evil Prohibition was already at the fortieth mark. Each prohibition mark was centered around the sword’s body, layer upon layer, emanating a sharp and powerful aura.

There were thirty-two more marks before reaching Earth Evil Perfection, the seventy-two marks of Earth Evil Prohibition.

”It will probably take sixteen years to refine to Earth Evil Perfection, to pass the Treasure Tribulation, and impact the Nascent Treasure realm,” Jiang Ding estimated. ”The difficulty shouldn’t increase, except that the seventy-second Earth Evil Prohibition would require the fusing of all Earth Evil Prohibitions to form a Heavenly Gang Prohibition. That’s akin to a Golden Pill Monk breaking through to Nascent Soul, undergoing a qualitative change. That part could be more difficult, possibly needing years of sedimentation to step into.”

”It’s not an issue, there’s plenty of time.”

With his eyes closed, breathing out Elixir Fire and merging it with the Sword Intent within the Sun Flame Crystal, the fire blazed. The top-grade third-order Golden Dragon Bamboo instantly turned into a pool of pure gold liquid, merged with the long-burning twenty Synthetic Gengjin.

Using his Divine Sense and Sword Intent as the brush, and the golden liquid as ink, he sketched new Earth Evil Prohibition patterns within the Taiqing Flying Sword, connecting them to the existing forty Earth Evil Prohibitions.

Jiang Ding was all too familiar with this process and completed the engravings in just over a month.

As the last stroke was drawn,

the forty-first Earth Evil Prohibition was a success, taking another step towards Earth Evil Perfection.

Hum!

The Taiqing Flying Sword twinkled for a moment before flying into the electromagnetic induction pattern within his brow, quietly cultivating and integrating the newly formed Earth Evil Prohibition.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes to recover his mana and Divine Sense. Days later, he opened his eyes.

Not far away, a Green Bird had appeared at some point, calmly standing in midair, claws clutching a silver-white box.

”Chirp chirp.”

It fluttered its right wing, and a courier receipt slip poked through a gap in its feathers.

”Senior, good afternoon.”

Jiang Ding stood up, approached the Green Bird, paid his respects, and after signing his name on the courier receipt.

”Chirp!”

The Green Bird glanced at the name on the receipt to confirm it matched, then flapped its wings to tear through space and disappear.

Jiang Ding took the silver-white box, examining it closely.

”Sender: Luban Military Xianmen Technology Co., Ltd., disposable fourth-order treasure - Infant-Forbidding Net, one piece, recipient: Qingfeng University...”

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