Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding concealed his form, flying through the sky.

He was searching through True Master Yin Jiu’s memories for things that could be useful to himself, mainly the inheritance of the cultivation methods of the Great Sun Sword Sect.

There was no difficulty in this area, as the inheritance restrictions did not prevent his intrusion but rather welcomed it.

It could even be said that if one day he was able to slay the previous generation’s Dari Swordsman, the entire inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion would fall into his hands, and he would be recognized as the legitimate successor, no matter who it was.

Even the surviving Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion would have to acknowledge it.

And then, attempt to kill him.

There was no helping it, the hatred between them was too deep.

The hands of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion’s Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch were stained with the blood of countless Xianmen Sect citizens; perhaps even relatives of cultivators like Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, and the Heavenly Monarch Wanji perished at their hands.

Those old predecessors were still around, could they let go of their hatred?

Even if they could, could the Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion be trusted?

It was still best to kill him.

After all, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion never held onto any form of loyalty or filial duty, and incidents of subordinates rebelliously killing their superiors occurred from time to time, with no moral restraints whatsoever.

Jiang Ding turned his attention to the cultivation methods.

”True Master Yin Jiu’s cultivated method is the ’Pigeon Poison Coagulating Blood Sword Codex,’ a poisonous attribute method with decent power, relatively quick results, and can subtly ensnare others while not lacking survival capability—a pretty excellent method… However, in the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Sect, it’s considered unorthodox.”

”It’s not the mainstream, lacks dignity and grandeur, and the prospects are not bright enough.”

”Because of this, after reaching the early stages of the Nascent Soul, True Master Yin Jiu found the path of pure sword cultivation and the Great Sun Sword Sect ill-suited for him and thus harbored other ambitions…

It cannot be said to be wrong, if he were a rare genius seen once every ten thousand years, with some luck, his path could have been successful.”

”True Master Yin Jiu’s secret technique for Infant Formation at that time… Let me take a look.”

After browsing through a bit, Jiang Ding focused his attention on the memories of the stage when Yin Jiu formed his Nascent Soul: ”The secret technique is the ’Pigeon Poison Melding Spirit Technique.’

”One has to incorporate the essence blood and toxin of a Nascent Soul stage Poisonous Pigeon into their own Nascent Soul, then use the Poisonous Pigeon’s essence blood to refine their Life Flying Sword, establishing an even more profound connection. If essence blood of a Nascent Soul stage Poisonous Pigeon isn’t available, killing a large number of lower-grade Poisonous Pigeons and repeatedly purifying it could also suffice...”

”Overall, it has some referential significance, but not much.”

”The Heavenly Tribulation True Master Yin Jiu faced during his Nascent Soul formation wasn’t even as powerful as the one I faced during my Foundation Establishment.”

”All things considered, it might shorten the time needed to develop the Great Sun Nascent Soul Art by about two hundred years.”

After some time, Jiang Ding fully digested True Master Yin Jiu’s memories and found nothing else of value.

”I’ll deal with it after ensuring complete safety,” he thought.

He pondered for a moment: ”True Master Yin Jiu was quite a character, having made great contributions in the resistance against the evil and backward rule of the Righteous Demonic Alliance. After reducing his bones to ashes and granting him salvation, it would be appropriate to set up a Clothes Tomb and an unmarked monument for him.”

”Credit is credit, and fault is fault. They should not be confused.”

”As for credit...”

”Is the person who killed True Master Yin Jiu’s mother still alive? A Post-nascent Alchemist of the Yin’s named Immortal Tianchou, it was this person who strongly pushed True Master Yin Jiu to take risks within the Great Sun Sword Sect.”

”If I have the capability in the future and it’s not too troublesome, I could help him take care of that on the side.”

”I really am quite kind-hearted,” he mused to himself.

Jiang Ding felt satisfied and complimented himself.

Hum!

The Taiqing Flying Sword trembled slightly, transmitting a map.

The two targets, one a Nascent Soul Monk and the other at the peak of the Golden Pill, had finally stopped after these days of pursuit, but conflict had not occurred, as if they were having a standoff.

The Golden Pill Peak one had a faint aura of Heavenly Tribulation on him.

”Immortal Burning Bone and his disciple, Immortal Blood Bone, are truly a pair of master and disciple with perfect understanding for one another,” Jiang Ding remarked with appreciation.

...

White Maple Mountain.

This place was the territory of the Golden Pill Monk of the Great Sun Sword Sect, the White Maple Mountain Li Clan.

Their family ancestor, Immortal Baifeng, was a Post-Golden Alchemist.

This family has always been famous for producing triple grade spirit wood known as White Maple Wood, which can be used in the making of sword scabbards and long banners magic tools, possessing the effect of calming the mind and focusing the spirit, making it a fine treasure for sword cultivators who value sword intent.

Therefore, the White Maple Mountain Li Clan held a respectable position within the Great Sun Sword Sect, enjoyed a decent life, and the family flourished with over a hundred thousand people, which included hundreds of Qi cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators, and Golden Pill Monks, thriving for a time.

Now, however, they faced great disaster.

All over the mountain, silence consumed the void, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, with flaccid human skins scattered everywhere—in rooms, in the mountains, on the fields—a horrifying sight.

Inside these human skins, flesh and bones had long disappeared, extracted and combined with numerous heavenly materials and earthly treasures for refining, to be used as array bases and nailed into various points of the Li Clan’s Triple Grade Superior Spiritual Vein, forming a Blood Bone Reincarnation Great Array capable of resisting heavenly tribulation.

Of course, the lives of more than ten thousand clan members were only supplementary; the real array had been refined gradually over hundreds of years, merely lacking a catalyst to be activated.

”Success or failure hinges on today!”

At the summit of the mountain, Immortal Blood Bone bellowed fiercely. Before the space rift appeared in the distance, he recklessly shattered his Golden Pill to form his Nascent Soul, drawing down the heavenly tribulation, with thunderclouds gathering from hundreds of miles around. The world dimmed, lit only by lightning flashes and thunderclaps, as spiritual energy converged wildly.

It had to be done this way!

The pursuit of an Immortal of Nascent Soul could be evaded temporarily, but not for a lifetime. Sooner or later, one would be overtaken and defeated in a single strike, leading to both bodily and spiritual death.

Only with the Nascent Soul!

As long as one ascends to Nascent Soul, one would immediately stand on invincible ground. Even if the combat abilities of a newly formed Nascent Soul could not compare with a mid-stage Nascent Soul Monk, once defeated, they could abandon their physical body and swiftly flee, escaping with their life.

If one were to return to the sect with a Nascent Soul, given the esteemed status of the Bloody Sun Sword Intent, it was uncertain who would be the one to escape.

”You old thing…”

Immortal Blood Bone’s gaze was icy cold as he glared fixatedly at the space rift that had appeared in the distance and the withered old man who had emerged, hastily making use of a concealment spell and rushing to escape the area of the thunderclouds.

The two men, a master and his disciple.

Just like that, they stared coldly at each other.

”Blood Bone my disciple,”

Suddenly Immortal Burning Bone said, ”Do you really believe that a mere heavenly tribulation can stop me?”

”Heh heh,”

”The divine abilities of the honored master are boundless, naturally you have nothing to fear. Please do come over here and let your disciple offer his respects.”

Immortal Blood Bone smiled lightly.

This kind of old man!

Always liked to beat around the bush; it was one thing to flatter him with a smile in the past, but to actually think oneself so clever?

Ridiculous!

”No need, my disciple.”

”This old man is aged and frail, hardly able to withstand the force of the heavenly tribulation.”

”You should know, this heavenly tribulation strengthens when faced with resistance. Aside from an exceptional elite, who can remain unfazed during the tribulation and bravely attack?”

Immortal Burning Bone did not take Immortal Blood Bone’s implied contempt to heart and spoke slowly, ”But Blood Bone, my disciple, do you know what methods a Golden Pill Monk might use to escape the control of a Nascent Soul Monk?”

Immortal Blood Bone responded coldly.

”Disciple, it’s nothing other than an ultra long-distance teleportation formation, another Nascent Soul Immortal, and... the heavenly tribulation.”

”That’s all there is,” said Immortal Burning Bone with a laugh. ”The Sect’s ultra long-distance teleportation formation? I secretly ordered it off-limits to you a hundred years ago, fearing most the intervention of a Nascent Soul Immortal, as that would be incredibly troublesome. And what did we get?”

”Not a single Nascent Soul Immortal came.”

”Oh, my disciple.”

Immortal Burning Bone sighed as if disappointed, ”What made you think that an old man who lived for nearly a thousand years hadn’t considered such an obvious thing?”