Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The final negotiation site was chosen to be on a Starry Sky Platform jointly constructed between the Xuanwu Divine Court’s Minor Thousand World defense line and the Xianmen Sect’s defense line, with participation through a strand of Divine Sense.

At the Starry Sky Fortress, Jiang Ding entered a cabin in the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm, closed the door, and slightly closed his eyes.

Inside the cabin, there was a Formation Method connected to the Starry Sky Platform, along with additional protections to prevent enemies from cursing and harming him through a strand of Divine Sense, ensuring absolute safety.

He opened his eyes.

Surrounding him, birds chirped and flowers fragranced, artificial mountains stood tall, streams flowed through the rocks, mist and thick clouds enveloped the scene—a pure vision of an Immortal Family’s landscape.

Looking further, the gloomy starry sky occasionally had meteorites passing through, yet all avoided this Immortal Holy Land.

The contrast between the gloomy starry sky and the beautiful scenery created a clean and pure beauty.

”Divine Mechanism, it’s been years since we last met, yet you still possess such grace!”

”Hardly, hardly, I’m old and frail, not as vibrant as Dingding and Qianxu; oh, the days when...”

Ahead, the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch walked forward, and two Heavenly Monarchs immediately greeted him. Contrary to the tense atmosphere one might expect, they exchanged pleasantries and recounted old times, displaying the demeanor of old friends reuniting after many years.

In fact, this was partly true.

Back when the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was at its peak, the Celestial Lord of Immortal Gate and the Heavenly Monarchs of the Eight Great Immortal Sects were comrades-in-arms who had relied on each other to collectively face attacks from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, sharing a profound friendship.

The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, accompanied by the Celestial Lord of Immortal Gate, the Xuanwu Divine Court, and the Heavenly Monarchs from the Wanshou Immortal Sect, strolled arm in arm, not rushing to discuss serious matters. Instead, they enjoyed the beautiful starry sky and discussed profound philosophies, creating a relaxed and harmoniously joyful scene.

Jiang Ding glanced over and continued to search for something.

This matter, involving the realm itself, was not something he could participate in.

His presence was merely to broaden his knowledge, experience, and feel the atmosphere, so that he could handle similar situations in the future with expertise, without showing weakness, making the right decisions.

Coincidentally, the Eight Great Immortal Sects thought the same.

The Immortal Sects would spare no effort in training their Daoist disciples, future sect leaders, and hoped they would develop some friendships among themselves.

After searching for a moment, Jiang Ding’s eyes lit up.

”An Tuzi!”

”Fellow Daoist An!”

Jiang Ding hurried over and soon at a rockery and stream saw a stout man with a kind face, who he enthusiastically approached, wanting to shake his hand, ”Since graduating, it’s been over two hundred years, old classmate, I have truly missed you, and today we finally meet...”

”Stop.”

”Right now, immediately!!!”

An Tuzi instantly shivered, stepping back to dodge the handshake.

”Fellow Daoist Jiang, halt. Between us, let our friendship be as serene as water, devoid of such excessive formalities.”

”It’s the thought that counts.”

”Alright then.”

Jiang Ding’s face fell with disappointment.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the Taiqing Flying Sword buzzed excitedly, sensing an endless, undying essence of the Five Elements Reincarnation, a delicious flavor. If absorbed and integrated into the Flying Sword during the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation, it could significantly enhance the sword body’s control over the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and virtually eliminate future moments of Mana depletion, endowing it with an extraordinary survival capability.

”Heehee!”

”This generation’s Great Sun Swordsman seems quite different from the historical swordsmen of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, much more approachable and friendly, unlike the past, where they were cold as ice, like puppet automata, always worrying about getting struck by Sword Qi while near them.”

Next to him, a little girl about a meter tall, with an innocent and cute face, dressed in a complicated dark green palace dress, looked over here with a charming smile, unable to suppress a giggle.

Her voice was soft and weak yet melodious and pleasing to the ear, her mere voice brimming with vigor, naturally endearing her to others.

This had nothing to do with magic, it was simply life’s natural craving for vitality.

”I have seen Qingmu Taoist, Ji Daoist.”

Jiang Ding looked at her, politely greeting, ”I wonder if Taiyin Swordman Ziyu has come? I’ve missed her dearly over the years.”

The young girl before him was, of course, a Taoist disciple from the Green Wood Immortal Sect.

”Sister Qianxu didn’t come.”

”Thank you for remembering her, Swordsman.”

Qingmu Daoist Ji Liuyue smiled and said, ”The sect has other arrangements for her; she might not meet with you.”

”Is that so?”

Jiang Ding felt somewhat disappointed.

”Swordsman need not regret; there are still many friends here. You or rather, your Flying Sword, would find it very interesting.”

Ji Liuyue’s voice was soft and gentle, very skilled in communication and speech, pointing to a wild-looking, disheveled Great Han on the side, he said, ”This is Daoist Wanshou Liu Kuang. Daoist Wanshou has integrated the blood of myriad beasts into one, his ability in Body Refinement and Beast Taming is top-tier among his peers in the domain, much stronger than Junior Sister indeed.”

”I have seen Fellow Daoist Wanshou!”

Jiang Ding showed a solemn expression, following local customs, he bowed deeply to Daoist Wanshou Liu Kuang in respect.

”I have seen Fellow Daoist Jiang.”

Daoist Wanshou Liu Kuang nodded slightly but did not intend to say much.

”This is Shadow Demon from Shadow Demon Abyss, Shadow Demon Daoist Number One.”

Ji Liuyue smiled sweetly, then pointing to a pool of asphalt-like shadow on the ground, introduced, ”The assassination technique of Shadow Demon Abyss is unparalleled in the world, revered by people, shadowless in arrival and departure. Junior Sister admires and respects it greatly.”

Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators do not have names; they are usually identified by numbers.

Cultivate Qi as one, Foundation Establishment as two, Golden Pill as three.

This asphalt shadow named Number One indicates that he is the strongest Golden Pill cultivator from Shadow Demon Abyss and also holds the title of Daoist, with a greater chance for future advancement in Refining Nothingness.

The asphalt shadow showed no reaction to Ji Liuyue’s introduction, like a true shadow, motionless since its appearance, dazed, not talking to anyone.

”I have seen Daoist Number One!”

Jiang Ding’s expression became even more solemn, bowing deeply with great respect.

”This is Heavenly Calculator Daoist, unmatched in calculation...”

”This is Spiritual Treasure Daoist...”

”This is Pill Furnace Daoist...”

Ji Liuyue was enthusiastic and generous, introducing the Daoist of the Six Great Immortal Sects to Jiang Ding, some were cold and silent, some were warmly polite, some were indifferent, and some were outspoken in mocking and shaming, each one different.

No matter how the others reacted, Jiang Ding maintained high standards for his own quality and politeness, respectfully greeting each one.

”This is Xuanwu Daoist Tianxuan Zi...”

Ji Liuyue continued her introduction to a handsome, charming young master.

”There is no need for introductions; I have been spiritually connected with Fellow Daoist Tianxuan since my Foundation Establishment, not unfamiliar at all.”

Jiang Ding’s eyes brightened as if he had seen a mountain of gold, saying enthusiastically, ”I regretted not meeting during the Foundation Establishment period, and the Geomagnetic Realm was not possible. I thought that in this life there would no longer be a chance, but as fate would have it, the path turns round again, truly wonderful beyond words.”

Tianxuan Zi had the title of Xuanwu Daoist during his Foundation Establishment, having fused with the seed of Xuanwu Divine Court, experienced a short period during the Golden Pill phase, but later Zhong Yuanzi seized it, and by a fluke, he did not die.

Recently, a chance had emerged again, and having regained his title as Daoist, progress in Refining Nothingness was hopeful.

”Jiang Dingzi.”

Tianxuan Zi displayed obvious disgust at Jiang Ding’s enthusiasm, speaking indifferently, ”This time, I guarantee you will not have a chance to escape. The escape tricks of Eastern Devil School can’t help you either. Eight elders can block everything, eliminating future troubles.”

”You will undoubtedly die.”

He stated, as if speaking about something that had already happened.

”Fellow Daoist Tianxuan, you are impressive.”

Jiang Ding nodded, admiring his full intent to kill.

The amount of Xuanwu Divine Metal in Zhong Yuanzi’s Innate Eight Trigrams chessboard was simply not enough.

Fortunately, now there was an addition.

With fusion, perhaps the Xuanwu Divine Metal needed for the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation would be sufficient.

The only regret was that, in just fifty short years, the integration of the seed of Xuanwu Divine Court was still not perfect. Tianxuan Zi was clearly weaker than Zhong Yuanzi.

There are no perfect things in the world.

That is also inevitable.