Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1370: Chapter 1338 Mars Immortal Industrial Zone

The family was having dinner together, full of warmth and harmony.

The meal was prepared together, with Jiang Ding and the Taiqing Flying Sword chopping vegetables, Lin Wanqiu handling the cooking, and Jiang Yuan having no tasks, but she was responsible for washing the dishes and cleaning the table after the meal.

The Taiqing Flying Sword was also having dinner.

She was soaking in a bowl of water, drifting up and down, occasionally adding some salt and soy sauce.

“Yuanwang has advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage?”

“Yes, yes.”

“Is Xiaoyun also a Nascent Soul Monk? Is she called Little Yun True Monarch? Alas, it’s a pity she couldn’t advance to the Divinity Transformation Stage, otherwise, we could still see her now…”

The family chatted, occasionally sighing.

Yet, they slowly adapted; matters of life and death must be experienced; slowly forgotten.

“Ding ding… ding ding…”

“Hello friends, today is Wednesday, October 8, 15799, lunar calendar August 9.”

At this moment, the commercials on television ended, and it was time for the news broadcast.

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but be attracted to the television.

The news broadcast, though dull for contemporary citizens, was very novel to them.

“Today’s top stories are,”

“The Xianmen leadership Yuan is inspecting the Nine Spirit Realm of the Medium Thousand World, reviewing the border lines between the Xianmen Sect and the Eight Great Immortal Sects, meeting representatives from Xuanwu tiangong Dingding Venerable, Green Wood Immortal Sect Qingteng Venerable, and others.”

“Yuan emphasizes that the friendship between the Xianmen Sect and the Eight Great Immortal Sects is strong and unshakable, and will not allow anyone to disrupt it…”

“The second generation planet-level warships of the Xianmen Sect are about to make their debut, with performance improvements in cannon, speed, defense, etc., increased by 27.91%, further enhancing the strength of the Xianmen Sect; the Xianmen Sect’s army will firmly safeguard the sect’s territory, unwavering, and not yielding. The Xianmen Sect has me, reassuring the citizens…”

“Vice Governor Da Ri Heavenly Monarch of the Xianmen Sect is inspecting the Mars Industrial Zone, comforting the workers on the front lines.”

“Da Ri Heavenly Monarch emphasizes that the Immortal Tao industry is the survival foundation of the Xianmen Sect in the Endless Domain, the source of countless warships, fortresses, and treasures. At the time when the number of citizens in the Xianmen Sect has reached nine trillion, it’s crucial to do well in many key mid-end immortal manufacturing industry recapture efforts, to revitalize the mid-end manufacturing industry of the Xianmen Sect. This is closely related to the most basic security of the Xianmen Sect…”

“At the same time, Da Ri Heavenly Monarch says, solving the employment problem of citizens is urgent, that’s our task, it must be completed well swiftly…”

“Mom!”

“Look at this person!”

Jiang Yuan shouted, pointing at the TV screen.

On the TV, a boy in a formal robe surrounded by many Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs was inspecting the Mars Immortal Industrial Zone, warmly comforting the frontline workers, meeting various administrative officials, and holding meetings with numerous Nascent Soul Cultivators and Immortal of Nascent Soul in the Mars Immortal Industrial Zone.

Clearly, the person was still the same person, looking alike.

However, in the Mars Immortal Industrial Zone, his face remained youthful but exuded a profound majesty like deep water. Despite his gentle expression, without showing anger or coldness, the group of Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs and Immortal of Nascent Soul sat upright, not daring to relax even a bit.

Occasionally, when Da Ri Heavenly Monarch pointed out issues, this cultivator would break into a cold sweat and immediately self-examine.

These Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs looked at Da Ri Heavenly Monarch like children looking at adults, with respect and admiration, not daring to contradict.

“Dingding, is this you?”

Lin Wanqiu put down her chopsticks, looking left and right, repeatedly comparing the person on the TV with the person at the dining table, almost unrecognizable as the one on TV.

Completely opposite extremes.

“It’s me, mom.”

Jiang Ding put down his chopsticks, wiped a grain of rice from the corner of his mouth, and said, “It’s my clone, the first administrative division.”

“There are many things that the Vice Governor of Xianmen needs to do, inspecting various places, meeting once every hundred years with the ambassadors of the Eight Great Immortal Sects in the Xianmen Sect, comforting workers everywhere, visiting orphanages worldwide, checking on children’s lives, working once a year in factories outside Xiandu to set an example… Very busy.”

“If I do all these things with my true self, I won’t have time for cultivation and research.”

“So, I created this first administrative division.”

“Its combat power is weak, barely reaching the Divinity Transformation Stage, but its divine soul computational power is very strong, almost half the level of a Refining Void True Venerable, specifically for handling governmental affairs everywhere. After I complete my two hundred years term and step down, this administrative division will head to the Nine Spirit Realm to oversee research work at the Sword Dao Science Academy there.”

“Because he often interacts with officials of various levels, he’s relatively stern, don’t mind.”

Jiang Ding explained.

“Looks really powerful…”

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan exclaimed.

The two slowly began to accept the fact that their son and brother was the Vice Governor of the Xianmen Sect.

Although all this felt like a dream, very unreal.

“Back then, when you took the college entrance exam, Grandpa and Grandma said, our family will produce a Heavenly Monarch in the future.”

“Now, unexpectedly, it’s become a reality.”

Lin Wanqiu sighed.

“Brother, can I go visit him?”

“In the Vice Governor’s office of the Xianmen Sect.”

Jiang Yuan focused on another matter, her eyes shining.

Although they were both brothers, this brother seemed even more formidable, like a real vice governor of the Xianmen Sect, an ancient being, a Spirit Transformation old monster, a giant of the Immortal Dao.

“Sure,”

“But you have to go during his rest time, not disturbing his work.”

Jiang Ding said with a smile.

“Don’t worry, he always maintains a mortal rest routine, comparable to the 996 schedule, with lots of scattered rest time, it won’t take long.”

“Hmm!”

Jiang Yuan nodded vigorously.

She had already started picturing the scene of taking a photo with the vice governor in the office.

Lin Wanqiu was also somewhat tempted.

During the chat, the family finished their meal and lay together on the sofa watching TV.

For five thousand years, the TV hadn’t changed, still about love and romance; in five thousand years still talking about love, all kinds of romance, as if apart from romantic relationships, these screenwriters didn’t know how to do anything else.

This was quite regrettable.

However, Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan liked it, watching attentively, as the screenwriters five thousand years later easily captured their hearts.

“Mom, Jiang Yuan.”

“You can rest for a few years and then have to go to school, the Immortal City Sword Dojo Private University.”

During an ad break, Jiang Ding interjected, “You will then have to systematically progress to the Golden Pill, Nascent Soul Stage. Although confident, it’s beneficial to enrich some Immortal Dao foundations; additionally, you can meet some peers and such, having some company.”

Their past acquaintances and social relations were gone.

People need friends, social interactions.

Regarding the Sword Dao Hall Group Private University, Jiang Ding established it to train cultivators who failed to enter college but whose relatives are high-level cultivators, such as the children of the Sun Extinguisher Heavenly Monarch, and children of many Xianmen Nascent Soul Cultivators, providing a path for those blood relatives.

“Got it!”

Jiang Yuan and Lin Wanqiu waved their hands.