Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Let them develop as they will, I’m not going to get involved...” Jiang Ding thought indifferently.

He was certain that among so many newly nominated maids-in-waiting, there were spy agents from various powers for sure, from the Liudao Sect, the Iron Family, and even the Great Sun Sect, expanding rapidly, with all sorts of people mixed in.

Once a Tushan Sword Cultivator appeared there, a huge net hidden in the shadows was bound to be triggered. Within at most half a month, a large number of Immortals of Nascent Soul would arrive to ambush and kill.

Late Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul Peak Cultivators might make a move, and matters like face were never a concern for those in power.

In the Northern Plains, which they grasped like patterns in the palm of their hands, whatever reputation they desired was easy to come by without much effort.

...

Under the three-thousand-meter-tall Sun God Wood, endless Great Sun rays converged in an area the size of a square inch, distorting space, translucent and hazy, from afar it seemed like a solar forge. emitting terrifying high temperatures.

In the furnace, a vibrant blue Elixir Fire and a Sun Flame Crystal struggled to spout flames, heating a meter-long Blue-Gold Flying Sword above, which had been ongoing for quite some time.

Around it, a palm-sized piece of Geng Metal’s sharp intent soared to the sky, even affecting the space, causing dense black space holes to appear, which could puncture a Golden Pill Monk’s protective shield and flesh in an instant with their overflow; even Treasures wouldn’t be able to block it.

One of the radiant crystallizations of Xianmen’s industrial Immortal Path,

Synthetic Gengjin number 10!

Equivalent to a fourth-tier premium material, Immortals of Nascent Soul Peak chase it desperately but cannot obtain it; add it to Flying Swords, Flying Needles, Flying Darts, and the like. It could significantly increase the sharpness and toughness of Nascent Treasures, giving a significant advantage in struggles against others of the same level, subsequently affecting the situation of a place for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Truly a strategic resource.

Next to the Synthetic Gengjin number ten lay a pile of uranium as large as a Little Mountain, emitting strong radiation, enough to make any Xianmen citizen’s eyes pop wide open with fear and run away at first sight.

A regular person would immediately experience deteriorating health and die here in an instant.

Of course, before the deterioration sets in, they might have already turned to ash from the heat.

In any case, such a terrifying environment was a constant presence around Jiang Ding, and not just ordinary people, but even Golden Pellet Realm Cultivators might accidentally kick the bucket if they weren’t careful.

There’s a reason that Cultivators prefer solitude.

Jiang Ding watched the Taiqing Flying Sword, his Nascent Treasure, with rapt attention.

Sun Flame Crystals and the Elixir Fire burned and burned, continuing for a whole month.

All for naught.

The Taiqing Flying Sword was still the same as ever, not even changing color slightly, occasionally shifting its form as if stretching, giving off a warm and comfortable sensation.

”...”

Jiang Ding was speechless.

”How should I refine this?”

”Even if the Taiqing Flying Sword lets down its guard and allows itself to be burned at will, I still can’t break its defenses.”

The process of refining a Flying Sword first requires the use of Elixir Fire or Earth Fire to heat the sword, making it malleable for change, and that’s a prerequisite.

However, the rank of this Taiqing Flying Sword, a Nascent Treasure, was now too high.

”Add more, raise the stakes.”

Jiang Ding had no choice but to take out ten more Sun Flame Crystals, igniting them one by one, and the fiercely burning Sword Dao fire of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion finally caused the Taiqing Flying Sword a slight painful sensation.

As for the Golden Pellet Realm’s Elixir Fire, that was just making up numbers.

”It’s working.”

Jiang Ding sighed softly, ”It just consumes too much. The Sun Flame Crystals I have now can only support thirty years, which is too short. I must find a way to develop earth fire, True Sunfire and other sword-refining methods.”

”Or perhaps... the Great Sun Heavenly Pond.”

”This place is a treasure trove. Not only can it refine swords and cultivate Sword Intent, but it also has the spirit of the Heavenly Pond to guide training. With Sun Flame Crystals and Moon Creek Crystals, there’s no need to worry. One can refine swords using the entire river, and temper Sword Intent at the Sun Abyss.

There are even top-tier Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures like the Great Sun Soul Flame, and in the future, one could even consider creating a Nascent Soul Stage floating city...”

”This is my new home, a hundred times more magnificent than Yu Qianzi’s Guanghan Palace. It’s not even on the same level!”

Jiang Ding’s face revealed a look of longing.

Unfortunately, the Great Sun Heavenly Pond was sealed by the Xianmen Sect and the Eight Great Immortal Sects together. According to Xianmen’s calculations, the Dari Swordsman would have to reach at least the Nascent Soul Stage before he could fully control the Great Sun Heavenly Pond, breaking the seal from the inside out to wield complete control.

Moreover, Xianmen possessed partial ownership of the Great Sun Heavenly Pond, which was part of the spoils divided up after the annihilation of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. Even if moved back, it couldn’t belong entirely to Jiang Ding.

At least the production of treasures like the Great Sun Soul Flame had to be shared with the Xianmen Sect annually.

However, he could have complete usage rights.

It took five months of smelting with ten Sun Flame Crystals before the Taiqing Flying Sword became red-hot throughout, and within it, a brilliantly shining Great Sun Heavenly Gang Divine Prohibition emerged, mysterious and unfathomable, as if it were a living being autonomously absorbing Spiritual Energy from all directions.

”Heavenly Gang Ban...”

Jiang Ding held his breath.

The Heavenly Gang Ban!

The most important characteristic of a Nascent Treasure, at this point, wasn’t just a ban anymore, but a sentient being capable of autonomously absorbing the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, fighting on its own.

The limit of a Nascent Treasure was eighteen Heavenly Gang Bans, the pinnacle for a Nascent Treasure. Beyond that lies the territory of Primordial Spirit Treasures, which only Divinity Transformation Cultivators are qualified to refine.

One can imagine the difficulty of refining each Heavenly Gang Ban.

The Divine Crow Immortal lived for over a thousand years, and his Life Treasure, the Black Feather Heavenly God Armor, was only at six Heavenly Gang Bans. It took nearly two hundred years just to refine one ban, and he was never able to break through the seventh Heavenly Gang Ban to become a mid-tier Nascent Treasure.

The Treasure shared the same fate as its master, inseparable in fortune and woe.

After much contemplation, Jiang Ding was now somewhat confident in refining.

”Melt!”

Jiang Ding pointed his finger, and a small mountain of pure uranium fell onto the fiercely burning Sun Flame Crystal fire. It instantly melted, with unwanted impurities in Cultivation science evaporating and disappearing in moments, quickly turning into a dark essence.

A tiny drop could kill millions in a city from radiation, leaving no living thing intact.

”Melt!”

Next up was the fourth-tier top-grade material, Synthetic Gengjin Number Ten. Despite being of such high grade, it was useless compared to the Taiqing Flying Sword, and after more than a month, it was smelted into a fist-sized essence.

Jiang Ding manipulated his mana technique and employed the secret technique from the ”Great Sun Sword Sutra,” as the two lumps of black and golden molten metal slowly came in contact and merged, undergoing changes bit by bit until they became one after three months.

Using the black gold as ink, Divine Sense and Sword Intent as the brush, and the Swordsmanship of Sword Qi Thunder Sound as skilled force, Jiang Ding began to inscribe the Heavenly Gang Ban inside the red-hot Taiqing Flying Sword.

Starting from the first Great Sun Heavenly Gang Ban, he extended countless lines of bans, carefully etching them.

From time to time, large sweat drops fell from his forehead, vaporizing before hitting the ground due to the high temperature and radiation all around, disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Ding seemed oblivious, his entire mind and spirit invested in extending the lines of the Heavenly Gang Ban.

Time flew, as Divine Soul and Sword Intent operated at high intensity, non-stop. Before he knew it, more than two years had passed.

Gradually, he was nearing the end.