Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

”Between two hundred and three hundred years, the seal of the Guishan Iron Family is expected to have a result.”

”Same with Xi Ping’an.”

Jiang Ding estimated for a moment, and spoke to himself.

Xi Ping’an should have escaped this Minor Thousand World, but this place is a dead end; he must return within a few hundred years at most, as Nascent Soul Cultivators can only survive in the Outer Realm for so long.

As an Incense Fire God, he has lost all his incense fire, suffering a backlash, and may even endure a shorter duration.

This is without a doubt.

Jiang Ding constantly pays attention to the world, confirming that sixty years later, today, Xi Ping’an’s followers no longer exist in this world. Temples have been destroyed, fanatics executed, and light believers either gradually forget or are helped to forget through magic. Cultivators have their ways.

At this moment, no more power of the incense fire is transmitted.

”This period is not long; perhaps by the time I reach the Nascent Soul Peak, I can resolve it.”

Jiang Ding thought silently.

He closed his eyes, and while cultivating, his Divine Sense surged into the core of the Great Sun World Defining Array, continuously monitoring the development and changes of the world.

From the perspective of the world, to the direction of the East Sea, many vigorous and chaotic life auras appeared, affecting the circulation of the Immortal Tao ecosystem, along with other places experiencing earthquakes, volcanoes, typhoons, and other disasters.

These are natural calamities in the world of Immortal Tao, and if one sinks too deeply into them, even Nascent Soul Monks might be in danger.

Through the Great Sun World Defining Array, Jiang Ding could see the changes in the world’s Immortal Tao ecosystem.

How to correct, organize, or just let nature take its course and ignore are all different.

This is a systematic discipline.

Dealing with these matters greatly benefits Jiang Ding’s understanding and knowledge of the world.

”What happened to the East Sea?”

”What happened?”

Jiang Ding used the Tushan Central Court’s governance Primordial Spirit Treasure, the Ten Thousand Miles Beacon Tower, to call up the latest government intelligence from the East Sea, reading, calculating, and quickly grasping the situation with his Divine Sense.

”East Sea fisheries, breeding various Spiritual Fish, water Exotic Beasts, etc.”

”Many aquatic Demon Race created Sects under the orders of Tushan Central Court, such as the Thousand Fish Sect, Hundred Sharks Sect, Poisonous Snake Sect. The business of their sects is fish farming, providing Tushan Central Court with various taxes from Spiritual Fish, and taxes from sea-born Elixirs.”

”Over these recent thirty years, the highest tax growth rate of the Agricultural Sect has been in the East Sea, having received multiple accolades.”

”That’s the problem.”

Jiang Ding went through a large number of documents, eventually concluding,

”These fish farms, big and small, are too numerous, and have now impacted the development of the East Sea Immortal Tao ecological environment, causing damage.”

”Of course, the adverse effects have not yet appeared; it will take at least three hundred more years for the continuous bad outcomes to occur, resulting in a reduction in the surrounding concentration of Spiritual Energy, seabed Spiritual Veins, and other collective declines.”

”The Agricultural Sect needs to change, retire a batch of high-polluting, low-output fish farms, and stop increasing the number of fish farms and pastures.”

Jiang Ding made these instructions from the perspective of the entire world.

This is part of the education of the Xianmen Sect.

Immortal Sect Forces existed long-term, not as bandits or Mountain Kings grabbing a fortune and disappearing; they focus on sustainable development.

Cultivators and the Immortal Tao environment should promote each other’s growth, not drain the pond to get the fish, we must leave a prosperous world for future generations.

This is not a moral issue.

It is for mortals, but not for Cultivators.

Many high-level Cultivators have long lifespans, enough to see the adverse effects of the worsening Immortal Tao ecosystem.

High-level Cultivators bearing the consequences naturally do not allow anyone to damage the natural environment of Immortal Tao for short-term gains.

That is digging up their own roots.

Jiang Ding estimated that his lifespan should also stretch into the thousands of years, naturally unable to tolerate such matters.

Those who cultivate Qi, establish Foundation, or are Golden Pill Monks destroy the environment, drain the pond to fish, leave with a pat on the back, accumulating vast wealth and rewards, all benefits, no drawbacks.

Because they won’t live long enough to see it, they naturally do not care.

Jiang Ding, however, is different, he ultimately has to face all these messes, unable to tolerate such matters.

Matters of the East Sea, the Southern Border, the West Desert.

He cultivated and refined flying swords while dealing with various political affairs.

Unnoticed, three years slowly passed.

”Nothing has happened.”

”Self-isolation ended.”

Jiang Ding whispered, his figure gradually disappearing.

Everything went smoothly, the Broken Sword Tip gave no warnings, there were no strangers around, no strange will existing, that piece of unknown dried flesh did not watch, or perhaps had no ability to watch here.

...

The Thirty-Third Heavenly Gang Orbit.

The Great Sun Heavenly Pond orbited around the Mother Star, three years a cycle.

In the Sun Abyss, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

”Request a full body check, highest standard.”

Jiang Ding said solemnly.

That piece of dried flesh was too bizarre, beyond his understanding; he could only confirm it was a power above Divinity Transformation, anything beyond that exceeded his comprehension, insufficient foundation in the Immortal Path.

”Ding!”

”Library points deducted, examining now, please wait...”

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer transmitted.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly a blue-hued fine network emerged, spreading towards Jiang Ding, containing similarly unknown powers, enough to crush Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators.

No matter the elite, without possessing equivalent power, one can not fight against it, death would be certain.

Jiang Ding quietly waited.

The same unknown power, yet this power gave him peace of mind, filled with a sense of relaxation.

The examination was meticulous, involving Divine Soul, each cell, the Sea of Consciousness, Cause and Effect, and it continued for three years.

”Unknown Void Refinement power residue found, Blood Path factors...”

”...being cleared...”

”Unknown Cause and Effect entanglements found...”

”Found...”

”Found...”

The Central Array Spirit Computer kept alert, rows of data refreshed, making Jiang Ding break out in cold sweat.

Just a fleeting contact, less than a breath’s moment, and so many schemes were laid on him unbeknownst to him, like a blind man.

And this was under the protection of the Dharma-Ending City Imprint.

It could be said, once one’s realm is high, looking at Lower Rank Cultivators is akin to seeing ants, having the power of life and death, taking and demanding as one wishes.

”Ding!”

”Clearance completed.”

Another year later, the Central Array Spirit Computer reported, power slowly receding.

Jiang Ding felt a sense of relief.

”Void Refinement power, huh?”

”Blood Path, huh?”

”You’re searching for Immortal Technique fragments, huh?”

Jiang Ding gritted his teeth, a burst of strong emotion exploded out: ”You just wait, this is the first time I was caught off guard, almost died!”

”Almost died, huh!”

”You fucking bastard! I never offended you, never provoked you, and you tried to kill me on sight! Without saying a word, you tried to kill me!”

”I’m so pitiful.”

”Remember this, damn it, I remembered you. No matter where you are, or where you come from, I will definitely kill you, crush your bones to ash, make you apologize for today’s rudeness!”

He was so angry that his nose was crooked, he even started swearing.