Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding silently observed An Siyan in the midst of students.

Compared to Jin Lingfeng, who had always been in the military and developed there, An Siyan chose the classic route of balancing university teaching and academic research, notwithstanding the necessary wars.

She had been working in the Array Spirit Algorithm and Immortal Path Artificial Intelligence Department at Qingfeng University. Over the years, the two had occasionally collaborated, and so they would meet from time to time.

An Siyan had received her Taoist name about two hundred years ago. Her seminal work was ”Research on the Structural Breakthrough of Array Spirit Algorithm No. 234533,” which advanced the Xianmen Sect a small step in the field of Harmonization Level Array Spirit Algorithms.

Of course, it was just a small step.

This was a colossal project that involved the entire Xianmen Sect, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch, Yuan Deng, and many others who had poured their life’s work into it. Countless institutions and teachers and students from the Xianmen Sect participated, passing on the torch from generation to generation.

Even so, this small breakthrough in the massive project of Harmonization Level Array Spirit Algorithms was considered a top contribution among Nascent Soul Monks. Her talents and creativity were indeed outstanding.

With this achievement, An Siyan won the Xianmen Sect’s Technology Progress Award for that year and, after being asked about her preference, was given the title Si Yan True Monarch.

Because of this accomplishment, An Siyan also acquired an Opportunity to Transform into a Deity.

”Hi!”

”Long time no see!”

At that moment, a charming woman with flowing silver hair, glowing like the moonlight, approached and playfully waved her delicate white fingers in front of the green-clothed youth.

He didn’t blink.

Jiang Ding scrutinized the silver-haired woman he hadn’t seen in a while.

Her appearance was the same as in the past, but there was now a depth of vicissitude in her eyes. It was Golden Bell True Monarch, more powerful than Immortal Yueling of the past, and she had gained an Opportunity to Transform into a Deity through her Battle Merits.

She was no obscure individual among the Nascent Soul Monks of the Nine Great Immortal Sects and was feared by many Immortal Sect Nascent Soul Monks.

”Long time no see, Golden Bell True Monarch.”

”Long time no see, Grand Sun Immortal.”

”Haha!”

They greeted and bowed to each other, then shared a smiling look as if both were reminded of their youth, acting like adults, playing house.

Clearly, they were both Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators now.

”My Grand Sun Immortal, Grest Sun Swordsman, prospective emperor.”

Jin Lingfeng looked carefully at the young man in front of her, who was still a head shorter than herself and had been maintaining the appearance of a sixteen-year-old, and sighed: ”Your reputation spreads far and fierce across the Domains. Nascent Soul Monks can’t even look up to you; they’re like ants. Nascent Soul Cultivators, on the other hand, revere you greatly.”

”When I was in the military, if I accidentally clashed with a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch from the Eight Great Immortal Sects, I would simply invoke your name, and then they would silently retreat, without exception.”

”You’re not upset with me for this, are you?”

She blinked her eyes.

Over the years, in her interactions with many Immortal Sect Practitioners, the image of the Grest Sun Swordsman seemed to be one of horror, bloodshed, and chaotic madness.

Her actions were akin to dancing on graves.

”How could I be.”

”Use it as you please, however you want.”

Jiang Ding shook his head and asked, ”Have you said goodbye to your comrades-in-arms? Did you cry? I heard many Immortal Sect Army soldiers cry like babies when they leave the military.”

”I didn’t cry!”

”That’s just a rumor being exaggerated.”

Jin Lingfeng rolled her eyes: ”These are old comrades, old brothers, accustomed to life and death; we’re not that fragile.”

”In this bloody and violent military life, I’m somewhat envious of her.”

Jin Lingfeng glanced at An Siyan among the students. She still wore her black-rimmed glasses, looked gentle and docile, and had an innate scholarly aura that couldn’t be concealed.

”A scholarly beauty like this seems to be the kind of partner guys like to pursue the most, right?”

Jin Lingfeng said somewhat self-pityingly.

”I am different, even an accidental release of battle aura from my body recalls the rough and barbaric warriors who can lift cauldrons with their arms and drag mountains with one hand...”

”Uh...”

Jiang Ding looks up to the sky.

The clouds in the sky displayed seven colors, constantly changing, with many patterns, embodying the exquisite principles, presenting a kind of beauty that expresses the nature of the heavens and the earth.

”What are you all talking about?”

An Siyan had approached. She had already bid farewell to her students, arranged for her successor in the laboratory, and organized the future teaching assignments for many students.

”It’s nothing.”

Jin Lingfeng pursed his lips.

After so many years, it seemed she hadn’t become the kind of confidante who could share everything with An Siyan, maintaining a relationship that was neither good nor bad.

”It’s been a long time.”

”I have prepared gifts for you.”

Jiang Ding broke the somewhat subtle atmosphere, handing over two Jade Boxes containing top-grade Divine Transformation Pills, placing them in front of the two women: ”You must break through to Divinity Transformation, otherwise, we won’t see each other again in the future.”

The two women opened the Jade Boxes.

”Top-grade Divine Transformation Elixir?!!”

An Siyan took a sharp breath, feeling slightly embarrassed, and pretended to be polite: ”Such elixirs are quite extravagant. A single one is enough for Xianmen Sect to produce six opportunities for Divinity Transformation, totally an act of wasteful extravagance.”

”It’s too much, too much.”

Though she said so, her delicate little hand naturally put the top-grade Divine Transformation Pill into her Storage Treasure.

”It’s not extravagant at all.”

Jiang Ding smiled cheerfully.

”Of course.”

Jin Lingfeng scrutinized the top-grade Divine Transformation Pill, her eyes somewhat enchanted: ”You, you’ve destroyed at least dozens of royal families from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, and are a super-rich person. Naturally, you are not like us, the daughters of impoverished families.”

”Jiang Ding, how about I marry you and help you manage half of your wealth?”

”Don’t be ridiculous!”

Before the green-clothed youth could respond, An Siyan quickly interjected: ”A cultivator should prioritize the pursuit of the Immortal Path; marriage is the grave of love and is an entrapment... so, Jin Lingfeng, please stop joking.”

”Hehe.”

Jin Lingfeng rolled her eyes.

”What are your plans?”

Jiang Ding asked.

Possessing top-grade Divine Transformation Elixirs already provided them with the chance to undergo Divinity Transformation, which was even better than the standard provisions of the Xianmen Sect, in theory allowing for a breakthrough to become a Divinity.

In addition to the two women, he also mailed other top-grade Divine Transformation Pills to those still in deep slumber like Immortal Dinghai, Zhang Junsheng, Immortal Luling, and trusted Xianmen Sect old friends such as the character and morality teacher Ouyang Hui, counselor Liu Xiong.

”We still have to hibernate.”

Jin Lingfeng said without hesitation: ”The opportunity for Divinity Transformation from Xianmen Sect can be exchanged for several other items that assist with Divinity Transformation. This requires queuing. Also, hibernation can be combined with a secret technique to slightly increase the success rate of Divinity Transformation... After all, this is about Divinity Transformation, it’s a matter affecting ten thousand years of lifespan, so we must grasp even the slightest chance. We cannot afford to be careless.”

”I feel the same way.”

An Siyan nodded lightly, sharing the same sentiment.

”That’s quite good.”

”Being cautious is better, there’s no rush.”

Jiang Ding nodded in agreement with their decision, saying: ”True Lord Gu Lin and other old friends are holding a gathering; let’s go and see, these old friends will soon be hibernating too, so let’s take this opportunity to meet up and have a chat.”

”Then, many years later, we’ll see each other again.”