Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1542: Chapter 1510: Great Sun, please do not affect the path of the Xianmen Sect

Even with the battlefront being urgent, the Central Array Spirit Computer still allocated a portion of its Divine Soul computational power, descending upon the Ninth Front Army through the communication channels of the Medium Thousand World, to conduct a detailed and comprehensive examination of the newly promoted main officer, ensuring that the rear of the Xianmen Sect remained secure.

Bit by bit, it scanned carefully.

“Mana, normal,”

“Law Body, normal,”

“Meridians, normal… Elixir Field, normal…”

In front of Jiang Ding, rows of data refreshed, a massive amount of data enough to make a Refining Nothingness Cultivator dizzy. His Law Body and Mana structure data volume far exceeded the ordinary limits of Refining Nothingness Cultivators.

“Divine Soul, seventeen unknown points exist.”

Finally, the Central Array Spirit Computer reported.

“Seventeen unknown points…”

Jiang Ding clicked open the last line of the data report, where seventeen points were rather vague and ambiguous.

In fact, this was normal.

In the past, such points often appeared in his Divine Soul. For the Xianmen Sect and the Central Array Spirit Computer, the Sword Soul of a Sword Cultivator had too many unknowns, difficult to fully comprehend, especially for one so close to the being of an Upper Realm Immortal Sect Disciple.

Although he was still very weak and hadn’t fully matured, he carried within him some of the Immortal Wisdom crystals from the Upper Realm Immortal Sect, representing the pinnacle of Immortal Wisdom among a cluster of Great Thousand Worlds.

The Xianmen Sect, even with its foundation in Immortal Research, still found it difficult to fully analyze such excess Immortal Wisdom.

“Normal.”

“Everything normal?”

Jiang Ding pondered.

All examinations thus concluded, everything was up to standard.

Yet somehow, Jiang Ding asked again: “Please check once more whether I’m in reality and not still trapped within the Heart Demon Illusion Realm?”

“Detecting now…”

The Central Array Spirit Computer immediately complied with the request of the Immortal Sect’s policymakers.

After a moment, a response appeared.

“Vice Marshal, it is confirmed you are in the real world, the Heart Demon Heavenly Tribulation has ended.”

“Evidence as follows,”

The Central Array Spirit Computer said: “Firstly, universal constants of the Mother Cosmos check out; secondly, the spiritual energy particle constants of the Immortal Dao Universe match the results; thirdly, the Harmonization Level tribulation cannot distort the Divine Soul awareness of a youthful Sword Soul Sword Cultivator.”

“In summary, logical judgment, you are not within a Heart Demon Heavenly Tribulation.”

“Is that so…”

Jiang Ding was relieved.

He concluded the final detection process, descended from the sky amidst cheers that shook the starry sky, landing among the numerous officers and soldiers of the Ninth Front Army.

“Congratulations to the Vice Marshal on advancing to Refining Nothingness and extending your life by thirty thousand years!”

Hundreds of millions of citizens congratulated in unison.

“Hahaha!”

“Thank you all, this is under the protection of the immortals of past generations of the Xianmen Sect.”

Jiang Ding laughed heartily, raised his hand, and sent red envelopes containing over ten billion low-grade Spirit Stones to each cultivator in the army as a token of celebration.

The Ninth Front Army immediately held a celebration, using this excuse to gather everyone for a meal and relax.

Of course, the army remained rigorously secure at all times; the domain pathways were always tightly controlled, not loosened in the slightest.

The army is like a spring, needing balance between tension and relaxation, where rotation and rest are necessary.

“Fellow cultivators,”

“Refining Nothingness is the process of condensing a world domain, where rules are born…”

In the playful celebrations, Jiang Ding lifted a glass of juice, found a random spot, and spoke eloquently, sharing his experience of advancing to Refining Nothingness with the Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Xianmen Sect.

This is an old Xianmen tradition.

Hua Teng Heavenly Monarch, Huo Baosan Sky Lords, Ling Feng Heavenly Monarch and others listened intently, not wanting to miss a word.

They were now also on the brink of advancing to Refining Nothingness, what once seemed like the unreachable Great Emperor Realm, Void Refinement Realm, now within their grasp.

As long as the Xianmen Sect achieved a great victory in the domain war, each one of them would have hope of the Great Dao, and the difficulty of obtaining opportunities for Refining Nothingness would drastically decrease.

“…The Heavenly Tribulation is a very good external force, a tremendous aid in the birth of rules, we…”

Jiang Ding split his Divine Sense into thousands, having tailored methods for each Nascent Soul Cultivator based on his years of experience as a professor at Qingfeng University.

In the midst of lecturing, for some reason, Jiang Ding’s gaze fell on An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng.

These two, old friends, classmates, comrades from their youth, close companions, were once as plain as water, akin to family.

Yet today, something else emerged.

Jiang Ding saw that they carried an aura of something dreamy, something ambiguous, an emergence of aspiration, and a honeyed sweetness.

Even, at this moment, the figure of Taiyin Yu Qianzi appeared in his mind.

All the same dreamy, ambiguous.

“Why?”

“What is happening to me?”

Jiang Ding wondered, whispering: “Has advancing to Refining Nothingness made my desire for propagation stronger?”

“The instinct for gene continuation, or what?”

“But I’m clearly still just a baby.”

“A future True Immortal, now still in an embryonic state, I shouldn’t be thinking about these things, and besides, I will inevitably achieve immortality, if anyone says I won’t, I’ll knock them out… Reproducing, spreading genes, holds no value for me.”

“Also, I feel like I’ve forgotten something…”

The various thoughts in Jiang Ding’s mind didn’t affect anything; he continued to lecture in an orderly manner, attending the celebratory banquet.

After this, Jiang Ding’s life returned to tranquility.

Each day he sat at the domain channels, engaged in cultivation, refining flying swords, developing new Harmonization Stage sword techniques, and researching new Constant Star Level warships, living a fulfilling and complete life.

Years later, after he had some rest, the Xianmen military meeting was convened once more.

The nine participatory politics of the Xianmen Sect from different domains gathered again to discuss the next strategic steps for the Xianmen Sect.

“Congratulations, Great Sun.”

Yuan was the first to congratulate, sighing: “Many years ago, you were just a child, the first time I met you, you were still in university, under a hundred years old.”

“To think, now you’ve already become a cultivator of the same rank.”

“Time truly is a magnificent thing.”

“Thank you, Senior Yuan.”

Jiang Ding stood up to express his gratitude.

“Congratulations!”

“Great Sun, Great Sun Sword Master, Jiang Ding, don’t follow Xi Yuan’s old path…”

“Haha, who would have thought, that within the Xianmen Sect, terrifyingly powerful individuals would emerge, Great Sun, take it easy, be aware of your impact on Xianmen Sect citizens’ politics…”

Divine Machine True Venerable, Wanji True Venerable, Canghai True Venerable, and others all congratulated and sincerely reminded him of many things to pay attention to.

The current situation of the Xianmen Sect is truly hard-earned.

The citizens shouldn’t cause internal chaos, self-destruct the Great Wall, letting the great situation—achieved through the countless sacrifices and relentless battles of ancestors—go to waste.

If such a thing really happened, it would be a great pity.

“Yes, yes.”

“I understand everything, worry not, seniors.”

The Great Sun Sword Master had now become a well-behaved “baby”, an echo chamber, repeatedly assuring and promising.