Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Should I hand it over to that fairy?”

After the significant loss, Jiang Ding stared intently at the thick-skinned fairy before him.

”Oh dear,”

Yu Qianzi suddenly staggered, and a dusty Jade Slip fell from his sleeve, accidentally landing on the ground.

”It seems you’ve dropped something.”

Jiang Ding was expressionless.

”Yes, I dropped it,”

Yu Qianzi curled his lip, ”But this, I picked up a long time ago when I killed a rebel from a sect. Do you recognize its owner?”

”I do.”

Jiang Ding nodded and picked up the dusty Jade Slip.

It was necessary.

Disciples of the Immortal Sects bore severe Spirit Soul Restrictions to prevent the leakage of their sect’s heritage, and unless one became the master of a sect, they could not break free.

Divine Sense probed into it.

”Taiyin Sword Refining Skill”

”…”

After the title, there was a vast expanse of blank space, it took several pages before any text appeared.

Jiang Ding’s brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t react; he kept reading.

”…Melting the essence of the Taiyin Star, forging the sword... the Taiyin Divine Prohibition... When the Taiyin Taiyang Divine Prohibition combines, creation arises…”

Jiang Ding fell into contemplation.

This Jade Slip looked like it was taken from someone’s Divine Soul through soul searching by extremely skillful means, bypassing the Immortal Sect’s heritage restrictions. As a result, it was incomplete, a mere fraction of a technique, with almost no practical value, only for reference.

And then there was this ’when the Taiyin Taiyang Divine Prohibition combines, creation arises’.

There was nothing strange about this; it was just the approach of the Daymoon Sword Pavilion: the pure Great Sun and Taiyin could easily lead to one’s cultivation going awry due to the extreme nature of those powers, often resulting in self-destruction.

The Daymoon Sword Pavilion’s path involved a mutual exchange between yin and yang, complementing and generating each other, subtly conforming to the Grand Dao of balance between yin and yang.

Only when both the Great Sun Swordsman and the Taiyin Swordsman existed did the Daymoon Sword Pavilion reach its peak state, otherwise, it would be at the bottom among the Eight Great Immortal Sects due to significant flaws in their cultivation methods.

This path, being central, harmonious, and universally connecting to the heavenly Dao, was then,

Despised and looked down upon by the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion believed that the Sword Dao was about destruction, about brilliance, and the tendency of the pure Great Sun path to lead to cultivation deviation was not a weakness but rather a reflection of the sharpness of the Great Sun’s sword.

The foolishness lies with the person wielding the sword, not with the pure Great Sun path itself.

Mutual exchange of yin and yang, complementing and generating each other, being central and harmonious.

This was the path of Magic Cultivation, not the way a Sword Cultivator should follow.

Sword Cultivators should always accompany danger, with life and death ever present, walking on the edge of the knife, constantly introspecting, to maintain a humble heart, and always advancing towards their goal.

These were two completely opposite philosophical approaches to the Dao.

The Daymoon Sword Pavilion and the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, although originating from the same source, were completely different sects, utterly distinct from each other.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion,

Its path was marked with tendencies for self-destruction and madness.

”…For Taiyin sword forging, there must be Cold Yin Spirit Iron; this iron, with Heaven Moon Crystal, Nine Heavens Divine Brilliance… are fused in a furnace, undergoing seventy-nine days… extreme yin, extreme cold…”

”…Integrate with Scorching Sun Spirit Iron… melding spirits…”

After that, there were large empty spaces, and no more text was found.

”Cold Yin Spirit Iron...”

Jiang Ding seemed to have an epiphany.

The tradition of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and that of the Moon Vein had similarities, and he immediately recognized that at the nascent stage of the Taiyin Flying Sword, a material named ”Cold Yin Spirit Iron” was essential, as it could significantly expedite the sword forging process.

However, it posed a considerable risk, being extremely cold and yin, and it required the assistance of a Dari Swordsman to make the process smoother, or else the Taiyin Flying Sword would remain incomplete.

Clearly, the Moon Vein lacked someone as formidable as the previous generation’s Great Sun Sword Master to revolutionize their own cultivation method. By strictly following the old traditions of the Daymoon Sword Pavilion, they could exist independently, but it was not the perfect state.

Similarly, the Sun Vein—not necessarily the Great Sun Sword Pavilion—also had a material named ”Scorching Sun Spirit Iron,” which was extremely hot and fiery, and could significantly speed up the refining of the Great Sun Flying Sword. But it also carried a huge flaw, a slight mistake could completely destroy the cultivator’s meridians, and it required the assistance of a Taiyin Swordsman.

”Scorching Sun Spirit Iron, Cold Yin Spirit Iron...”

Jiang Ding muttered these two terms.

He glanced at the girl in the moon-white palace skirt standing before him; she too was looking at him, her beautiful eyes clear and serene.

Upon closer inspection,

it seemed that there was an expectation hidden within them, yet upon looking again, it vanished, as if it were just an illusion.

”Just some incomplete techniques, without any specific secret techniques? This doesn’t seem very generous.”

Jiang Ding retracted his gaze and asked.

The reply was out of context.

Yu Qianzi’s expression slowly turned icy, no longer holding any expectations, and she said indifferently, ”If you are willing to offer the technology for creating Synthetic Geng Metal, and ensure that the Taiyin Sword Sect can learn it, create it, or help set up the synthetic factory, there will be specific secret techniques available, and a part of the non-essential Great Sun Sword Pavilion tradtion can also be discussed.”

”This is impossible.”

Jiang Ding said regretfully.

Synthetic Geng Metal, the pinnacle of Xianmen Sect’s industrial art, could not be exchanged, at least not for the non-essential tradition of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. Whoever dares to exchange it, the first person to draw his sword and slay the exchanger would be Jiang Ding himself.

The interests of the Xianmen Sect were his interests.

”Impossible?”

This statement deeply hurt Yu Qianzi, causing her face to turn even icier, the surrounding air emanating an ice-cold chill. The space itself creaked, and the group of Golden Pill Monks around her also seemed as if they would be frozen into ice statues.

Breathe, deep breath, and then another deep breath.

Back then, with the Sun Vein, it was like this, and now, it’s the same...

Her chest heaved rapidly as if teetering on the edge of a meltdown, forcibly restraining her anger, she coldly flicked her sleeve.

”Please leave.”

Boom!

The light within the Guanghan Immortal Palace suddenly intensified, and along with the sound of splitting the air, a beam of Ice Soul Divine Light shot out from the pavilion, hitting Jiang Ding before he could react, blasting him far away from the domain of the Guanghan Immortal Palace.

Miles away,

a beam of Ice Soul Divine Light shattered the space and dropped a young man in green clothes here, slowly fading into nonexistence.

”Ice Soul Divine Light, the swordsmanship of the Moon Vein...”

Jiang Ding was more disheveled than before, coughing incessently, barely suppressing the injuries within his body.

This Ice Soul Divine Light seemed to be a state of the Taiyin Flying Sword, appearing in the stage of the Primordial Spirit Treasure and manifesting after fusing with a certain kind of divine light from nature.

The Great Sun Flying Sword also had it, but it fused with a Yang Attribute divine light from nature.

”The tradition of the Daymoon Sword Pavilion is balanced and harmonious, allowing one to go further, whereas the tradition of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is too selfish, extreme, and destructive,”

Jiang Ding silently reflected.

”But I do not like the tradition of the Daymoon Sword Pavilion.”

”To entrust one’s own path, life and death, honor and disgrace, and position, entirely into another person’s hands, how... naive. Such a path has already proven to be a failure.”

”The way of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is correct. The heat and ferocity of the Scorching Sun Spirit Iron is not an obstacle, but an excellent whetstone to hone one’s Sword Intent. There’s no need for anyone’s help to temper it, just one sword is enough to cut through everything.”