Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The thunder tribulation rumbled down, its lightning flashing across hundreds of kilometers, blinding any gaze or Divine Sense that tried to perceive it.

Even a host of Golden Pill Monks gathered here would be turned to ashes, leaving hardly anything behind.

Jiang Ding silently watched the warship in the sky, bathing in the thunder of the heavenly tribulation.

From time to time, a streak of azure-purple lightning tore through space and struck the deck of the super warship, breaking through the lightning seal of the Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation, blasting a hole tens of meters wide in the deck, melting the steel and severing pipelines, revealing the hangar below.

The warship’s repair program initiated, with countless reserves of liquid gold Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures surging towards the breach to fill it, solidifying and restoring it, the shattered deck hole instantly mending itself.

Occasionally, the super warship’s electromagnetic main gun roared to life, summoning the Taiqing Flying Sword to descend into the ammunition chamber, used simply as solid ammo. Accelerated through seventy-two layers of electromagnetic accelerators, it fired a shot into the sky.

Vast swathes of tribulation clouds were annihilated, the thunder of heavenly tribulation reduced to dust before it could even descend.

”According to the teachings of the Immortal Sects, there are four types of tribulations for cultivators to overcome: heavenly, human, internal, and external,” said Jiang Ding, observing for a while and feeling a sense of relief as his thoughts spread out.

”Heavenly and internal tribulations refer to the thunder of heavenly tribulation and Internal Demons, while human and external tribulations are the grudges and enmities a cultivator accrues throughout their cultivation journey, with members both inside and outside their sects. They will seize this vulnerable moment to seek revenge,” he mused.

”To overcome these internal and external tribulations, to slay one’s enemies, is the only path to advancement.”

”Within Xianmen Sect, I don’t have any human tribulations, making it very safe. It’s not easy for anything to go wrong, whether against internal or external foes.”

”However, if the day comes when I ascend to Divinity Transformation or even the Refining Nothingness stage, the possibility of facing human tribulations will inevitably increase manyfold. The Eight Great Immortal Sects will not just stand by. It could lead to full-scale war, the kind where neither side ceases until death.”

”Of course, all of that is still a long way off,” he added.

Jiang Ding shook his head and refocused his attention on the super warship.

Boom!

The final streak of azure-purple lightning fell, the oppressive dark clouds comparable to a Nascent Soul’s tribulation dispersed, and rays of sunlight began to pierce the gloomy sky. Soon, the sun’s light spread across the land, unaffected.

In the sky,

a silver-white warship over a thousand meters long hovered, shaking uncertainly, its presence drastically weakened, making it seem as if it might fall at any moment.

”This doesn’t look like the 99.99% success rate you talked about,” Jiang Ding remarked.

”Com... Commander!” the Yun Ri Ship Spirit, clad in tattered green military attire, revealing her pale skin and speaking weakly, argued back, ”It’s 100%, not 99.999%!”

”Right, you make a good point,” Jiang Ding laughed and conceded to her logic.

With a thought, he poured Divine Sense and mana into the super warship, greatly accelerating the deck’s repair speed.

At a certain moment, it suddenly paused, with the recovery speed slowing to a crawl.

”Commander,” the feeble Yun Ri Ship Spirit said, ”the material warehouse is in critical condition. We need to invest a large amount of metallic Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures into the Spirit Particle Engine Furnace. Third-order materials would be best, but first and second-order materials can also work, albeit the recovery will be very slow. Fourth-order would be excellent, but it’s not cost-efficient to do so.”

”Alright, wait a moment,” Jiang Ding replied, rifling through his Storage Jade Pendant to pull out a pile of seized treasures: Flying Swords, Flying Knives, Flying Needles. He couldn’t remember where they all came from; they were probably donations from kind souls.

Without distinguishing between them, he dumped all of them into the Spirit Particle Engine Furnace, watching as they melted within the furnace, decomposing into various metals, which were then incorporated into the super warship’s damaged decks.

Jiang Ding noted that as the various Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures were refined, the super warship’s parts, such as decks, gun barrels, radars, engines, and so on, all showed signs of enhancement and were growing.

”Another gold-devouring behemoth!”

Jiang Ding took a light breath.

The yearly cost for the Taiqing Flying Sword’s refinement and growth of tens of millions of low-grade Spirit Stones was already extremely high, far beyond the imagination of a Golden Pill Monk. Now a Gluttonous Beast had appeared, which seemed to demand an even more extravagant expenditure.

”Commander, it’s not like that.”

”I don’t eat that much.”

The Yun Ri Ship Spirit explained, ”Aside from when I’m injured, I only need to smelt a large quantity of first-order and second-order Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures. If you are really poor, even Ordinary level metals would do; that’s how the predecessors from Xianmen Sect did it.”

”If it continues like this, at most nine hundred years, I can advance to fourth-order top level.”

”With Ordinary level materials, I can reach middle fourth-order, because I also need to inhale and exhale the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi daily to smelt and enhance the Ordinary level materials. If we accumulate and inherit this process for about five generations of Nascent Soul Monks each with above average abilities, then in about five thousand years, I could advance to fourth-order top level.”

”Okay, Gluttonous Yun Ri, I understand.”

Jiang Ding sighed without feeling comforted.

”Hehe...”

Yun Ri Ship Spirit gave a sly smile.

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense continued to observe the Super Sun Vessel that had passed through the Heavenly Tribulation.

The strength of the ship’s body and deck had greatly increased, and so had the Array Patterns. The Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation spontaneously evolved many intricate patterns, edging closer to middle fourth-order.

The critical component was the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon.

Jiang Ding held his breath, his Divine Sense fully focused on it as he observed meticulously.

Seventy-two Electromagnetic Accelerators, seventy-two three-dimensional Electromagnetic Runes Prohibitions, now all merged into one. From any angle, it was a Prohibition with seventy-two nodes, exuding an aura that traversed the clouds and suppressed the void. It naturally drew in the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi from the surroundings, controlling the Spiritual Energy of a domain.

”Heavenly Gang, Heavenly Gang Prohibition!”

Jiang Ding carefully admired the newly born Heavenly Gang Prohibition, noting the vast difference between it and the Earth Evil Prohibition and gaining some insight.

The Heavenly Gang Prohibition was already tinged with the aura of a Nascent Soul Monk’s Domain, possessing a certain autonomy. It could spontaneously extract the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi from the outside world, having gained a kind of sentience; no longer inert, its power was worlds apart from the Earth Evil Prohibition.

Several days later,

the repairs of the Super Sun Vessel were completed. It floated next to the Sun God Wood, resplendent with radiance, its presence akin to that of an Immortal of Nascent Soul spreading outwards, smoothing out the Spiritual Qi of the heavens and earth for dozens of kilometers, with not a whisper of wind or hint of airflow.

”We can start work now.”

Jiang Ding’s mouth revealed a chilling smile, ”Should I first go beat up the Taiyin Swordsman Yu Qianzi, or should I kill the Divine Crow Immortal first?”

”Ask An Siyan about the recent whereabouts of Yu Qianzi; if it’s on the way, I’ll deal with her first.”

”Those defeated by you can only stare at your retreating figure, fading into the distance until they are no more to be seen? Hmph.”

Jiang Ding snorted lightly, his mind once again filled with memories of the years he’d been continuously battered by the other party.

Even though his Sword Intent, Divine Soul, and Flying Sword were all stronger than his opponent’s, he still couldn’t win, always defeated by the weak. It was a humiliation that haunted his life.

A moment later, An Siyan replied.

”In closed-door cultivation to break through to the Middle Jindan Stage, and still hasn’t emerged?”

”Hasn’t it been five years already?!”

Jiang Ding was stunned.

For a Taoist disciple, breaking through to the Middle Jindan Stage was as easy as breathing; it should not require any extra time to stabilize one’s Cultivation Base.

”Forget it. Let’s not worry about her; I’ll go find the Divine Crow Immortal.”