Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1667: Chapter 1635: Millions of Pulsations of Destiny and Cause and Effect

A ghost was active in the skies above the Golden Sea Domain.

He wandered around, doing nothing, never venturing into the heart of the Golden Sea Domain to provoke the formidable figures there, be they Harmonization cultivators or even more terrifying Heavenly Beings; he had no curiosity at all.

He merely drifted about, imprinting the Divine Souls of one cultivator after another, extracting their memories.

Thus, he wandered for decades.

“Hmm,”

“The Great Yin Yang Sword Realm’s Great Sun Longsword Metropolis broke through the Yunze Domain of the Immortal Artifact Sect, achieving a great victory…”

While reading the memories of a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Immortal Artifact Sect, Jiang Ding paused: “What? Is there a duplicate of this thing?”

He searched through this Nascent Soul Cultivator’s memories for relevant information, compared it with the extensive database of cultivators previously collected, and extracted a large amount of scattered intelligence.

“It should be a duplicate name.”

Jiang Ding concluded.

“The Great Sun Longsword Metropolis, a unique Taoist Soldiers of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm’s Flame Sun World Cluster, with 108,000 people, 108,000 Nascent Soul Phase Sword Cultivators, countless swords launched simultaneously in the sword formation, its combat power is extremely formidable, rarely rivaled below Heavenly Beings…”

“Truly the Immortal Sect, what grand plans.”

“I want to kill them all.”

Jiang Ding added another target to his list.

All non-Immortal Gate Sword Cultivators have a passive here.

As long as they are strong enough, they can all be killed, regardless of origin, background, guilt or innocence; kill them all. This is out of love and special privilege for Sword Cultivators, granting them a distinct glory.

“Next one.”

Jiang Ding no longer paid attention to a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Immortal Artifact Sect not far away.

This was the eighty-seven thousand nine hundred and eighty-ninth cultivator whose memory he had imprinted on in these decades, and it was also the last; no more would be needed in the future.

The memory data grand model has taken shape.

Eighty-seven thousand memories of Refining Void and below realm cultivators!

Although their cultivation base was insufficient, such a vast collection of memories meant that, for Jiang Ding, the entire Golden Sea Domain held no secrets, everything was clear to him, allowing him to possess a certain degree of omniscience and omnipotence.

Such is the Sovereign of the World Community, emerging from the concealed assassination world community, a master of reconnaissance.

Jiang Ding calmed his mind, quietly admiring the constantly rotating Divine Soul memory data grand model within his Sea of Consciousness.

This is a hexahedron, with the six paths of the world as its six faces, each having countless Divine Soul memory data floating and sinking, and the Immortal Path symbols of 0 and 1 constantly appearing.

—This is the unique Immortal Path runes developed by the Immortal Gate, more suitable for the Immortal Gate’s scientific research system. Every sect has similar unique runes, like the Yin Yang Immortal Script of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm.

“I need to find someone in the Void Refinement Realm, who happens to need to travel outside the Golden Sea Domain, and whose status is sufficiently high to avoid obstruction…”

Jiang Ding input his requirements into the Divine Soul memory grand model with his Divine Sense.

This method is similar to the computation deduction of the Central Array Spirit Computer, deducing an appropriate plan based on the memories of eighty-seven thousand cultivators.

And the computational power that supports this Divine Soul memory grand model comes from Jiang Ding’s own Material Sun Sword Soul.

The specialty matches the requirements, after all, it was a Sword Soul born from the Immortal Gate.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes, quietly deducing the scenario, using more than ten years to barely complete this thread’s deduction.

This was mainly due to the factor of the Heavenly Beings, whose unknown aspects greatly impacted his computations, necessitating constant avoidance of numerous elements, thereby delaying efficiency.

Otherwise, if it were just a group of Refining Void and Merging Dao cultivators, Jiang Ding could have completed the deduction in three seconds.

“It’s done.”

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, the countless data streams within his pupils gradually fading away.

…

Several years later, Jiang Ding arrived in a mortal nation named Chou Country.

This was a nation with hundreds of millions of people; despite still being a feudal society, the advantageous environment of the Upper Realm allowed such an inefficient organizational system to produce a nation of hundreds of millions, with numerous cities boasting populations in the hundreds of thousands or even millions, where martial artists among mortals could almost be used like excavators.

Jiang Ding entered the imperial palace, ignoring all emperors, consorts, and princes, focusing his gaze on a frail palace maid who was being whipped, her back flayed to reveal pale bones.

This palace maid was the daughter of an enemy nation’s minister, whose country was annihilated by Chou Country. She was taken as a spoil of war and made a servant in the Chou imperial palace.

Now, she seemed to have made some mistake, or it could be an outcome of some strife among the servants.

These conflicts are naturally very serious, pertaining to personal life and death and not insignificant matters; Jiang Ding did not underestimate them, but neither would he interfere.

The reason he came here was because this palace maid was the first symbol deduced by the Divine Soul memory grand model.

In the original destined fate, this palace maid would die, slain in this whipping; she attempted to seduce the Thirteenth Prince to transform her own destiny but undoubtedly had already failed.

However, destiny is not predetermined; it holds multiple possibilities.

“Alas,”

“I truly don’t want to meddle with any cause and effect…”

Jiang Ding whispered.

He was content being an observer in the world, having no desire to modify even the tiniest detail; he just wanted to silently observe, wait until he grew stronger, then find those Immortal Sect disciples and quasi-immortal clan scions and kill them. Such flourishes were not his will.

Yet, the world is always filled with many helpless situations.

At this crucial point of cause and destined fate, Jiang Ding gently nudged it.

It wasn’t anything significant, merely altering the path of a breeze that swept by his ear, causing it to diverge slightly.

This was very normal, hardly noticeable.

Countless breezes drift through the world, what harm is there in changing a single breeze’s course by a tiny fraction?

Even the mightiest among the Heavenly Beings couldn’t leverage this single breeze to pinpoint anything, due to the numerous variables that could alter it.

This small breeze veered slightly, then after forty-seven breaths, underwent over ten thousand directional changes, ultimately stirring up a gust of wind passing through the imperial palace, subtly influencing some of the Spiritual Energy’s pathways within the palace.

More of some Spiritual Energy particles fell upon the nearly lifeless palace maid tossed in the corner like a dead dog.

This was minute, merely seven or eight Spiritual Energy particles, very minuscule indeed, since a Qi Practitioner could absorb hundreds or thousands of Spiritual Energy particles in a single breath.

Such an amount could even be caused by a mortal’s breath.

Yet, these seven or eight Spiritual Energy particles altered the palace maid’s destiny, the boundary between life and death.

She was exceptionally talented, beautiful, and smart, with remarkable political aptitude far surpassing her aptitude in the Immortal Path; this plot was nearly successful, just lacking some fortune, leading to her downfall.

This time, fortune favored her.

Jiang Ding slightly closed his eyes, undertaking no further actions, and quietly awaited.

Decades passed in an instant.

When Jiang Ding opened his eyes again, the palace maid had become the mistress of the imperial harem, practically ruling over the Chou Country’s government, and was now planning to declare herself as empress. In the Immortal Path World, it was much less challenging for a woman to claim emperorship than it had been in ancient Bluestar.

Under this influence of destiny, a young rustic boy stumbled upon a fortuitous opportunity; this boy then transformed the fate of a carp, which in turn changed a fisherman’s destiny… so on and so forth, jumping across connections hundreds of thousands of times, across vast spaces, until finally, the true nexus began to surface.

Hundreds of years later, a cultivator named Ji Guan approached a towering peak.

This is the retreat of the Golden Stone Puppet Sect’s True Venerate Ji Shan, who was under the auspices of the Immortal Artifact Sect. Among the Refining Void cultivators, he is not noticeable, but his status was significant since he was the illegitimate child of a Harmonization God Monarch from the Immortal Artifact Sect.

Even though that dashing Harmonization God Monarch might not remember this son, others dared not overlook him.

Under Ji Guan’s influence, destiny shifted several more times.

Eventually, Ji Shan Venerable decided to make a journey out of the Golden Sea Domain.