Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Capítulo 1704: Chapter 1672: Eighth-Tier Soul Nourishing and Soul Cleansing Creation Pill

A pill furnace stands between the Solar System.

It has absorbed all the heavenly tribulation thunder and Dao essence, swallowed all the stellar Great Sun rays, and now has completed the final alchemy, quietly floating in the starry sky.

“Is it done…”

The long-unseen Divine Machine True Venerable spoke with a parched throat.

Many old friends looked towards those two cultivators.

After thousands of years apart, the gap between them has grown so great it is almost like reproductive isolation. The thoughts and ideas of the two can hardly be understood by lower-rank cultivators now; the difference in divine soul computational power is too vast.

Canghai True Venerable, Sun Destroying True Venerable, Wanji True Venerable, and others are eager to ascend to Harmonization to participate once more in cutting-edge Immortal Science research, which is vital for their own path and the future of the Xianmen Sect.

Jiang Ding looked towards Yuan, stepped back slightly, and left the spotlight to the ruler.

“Hahaha!”

“My old friends, it is indeed done!”

Without hesitation, Yuan exclaimed with excitement upon seeing many old companions, as if he had returned to his youth: “Since everyone can’t wait, let’s open the furnace.”

“Rest assured, everyone will get their share, none will be left out.”

Yuan stepped before the Thunder Tribulation Pill Furnace, communicated with the Central Array Spirit Computer, and layers of restrictions opened before him, revealing a pill furnace that seemed both solid and energetic.

“Open!”

He cast a mana technique.

Buzz!

Buzz buzz!

The pill furnace trembled, slowly cracked, and then disassembled into powder, exposing its contents.

A gust of peculiar fragrance orderly spread to all citizens of the Solar System, invigorating them, warming their bodies, and instantly curing many chronic illnesses and cultivation dark injuries.

Just this alone extended the life of mortals by at least five years.

This is the minimum guarantee.

Everyone, with eager eyes, looked towards the items revealed by the disintegration of the pill furnace.

This was a blue lake, not large, only a few thousand kilometers in size, appearing small in the cosmic starry sky, like solid, liquid, and gaseous states, as beautiful as a life gem.

This is the eighth-stage Soul Nourishing and Soul Cleansing Creation Pill of Xianmen!

Of course, not all of it.

The outer layer’s so-called “impure” pills are only equivalent to Golden Pill level, the deeper one goes, the more precious the elixir level becomes.

“Disperse!”

Yuan, with the assistance of the Central Array Spirit Computer, cast another mana technique.

This is the common Condensing Pill Technique in alchemy, now applied to this Creation Pill several thousand kilometers in size.

The blue lake shattered under this technique, turning into thumb-sized raindrops, each congregating, like a Jade Belt of the Heavenly River, flying towards the ten billion plus citizens on the eight major planets of the Solar System and Pluto.

Each raindrop has its designated owner, everything has already been planned.

Drip!

Drip! Drip!

In the cities of the Solar System’s citizens, raindrops fell from the sky, landing in cities, on streets, on commuters, meditators, sleepers, and integrated into them, altering the very essence of these lives.

The vast majority of mortal citizens received an ordinary drop, extending their life by thirty years.

Some other mortal citizens received a stronger drop due to their ancestral legacy, greatly enhancing their aptitude, developing a similar to a spiritual body aptitude, and extending life by a hundred years.

The higher ranks, such as Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul citizens, each received different grades of elixir raindrops entirely based on their contribution to this project and the Immortal Sect merit they have accrued.

Further up, Divinity Transformation and Refining Nothingness cultivators received even more; many who directly participated in the core projects had elixir raindrops covering hundreds of meters around them, constantly falling.

The most, naturally, went to the Divine Machine True Venerable, Wanji True Venerable, Canghai True Venerable, and other meritorious elders of the Immortal Sect.

The spiritual elixir rain around them covered tens of kilometers, continuously enhancing their law bodies and mana, increasing their life energy every second, casually extending life by a few thousand years.

This is the eighth-stage Creation Elixir!

Although what they received was not the most core elixir, merely quasi-eighth stage, it was enough to cause a drastic change for Refining Nothingness cultivators.

And where is the real eighth-stage elixir rain?

It is with Yuan.

In an area covering tens of thousands of kilometers, an emaciated elder sat cross-legged, inhaling and exhaling long dragons of elixir qi, with his aura constantly strengthening.

This is not the enhancement of mana and realm, but the enhancement of foundation!

The foundation of a Harmonization God Monarch is being transformed by the eighth-stage Creation Elixir.

More eighth-stage elixir rain is with the Great Sun Sword Master.

Here, it is not a ten-thousand-kilometer elixir, nor is it tens of thousands of kilometers of elixir rain, but a hundred thousand kilometers worth of elixir raindrops!

The true eighth-stage heavenly human-level elixir!

This is the Central Array Spirit Computer’s evaluation of the Great Sun Sword Master’s achievements, to a heavenly person combat power contributor.

Such a great opportunity is thrilling for any heavenly person cultivator.

However, amidst the spiritual rain, the green-clothed youth sighed.

He symbolically absorbed a little, then ceased cultivation, slowly standing up.

The limit.

The Refining Void limit of the Great Sun Sword Master has been reached.

This is not something an eighth-stage opportunity can change, not even a Near Immortal-level opportunity may change it.

Because the existence of Near Immortal-level powerhouses in the Upper Realm Immortal Sect has not allowed their Taoist disciples to break through, it is more about the disciples’ own fate and luck.

“Donate twenty percent to the Banyan Tree Scholarship.”

Jiang Ding pointed to this segment of eighth-stage elixir rain and said.

A large portion of elixir rain vanished, collected and stored by the Central Array Spirit Computer.

In his youth, the Great Sun Sword Master was poor and received help from the Banyan Tree Scholarship, allowing him to grow smoothly during times of hardship, without too much disruption.

He always kept this in his heart, never forgetting it.

The Banyan Tree Scholarship supports citizens of the Xianmen Sect who meet the qualifications and possess excellent moral character.

Such individuals, similar to the young Great Sun Sword Master, find joy in helping these citizens, as it is like helping their younger selves.

“Remaining,”

“Will be given to the Divine Machine True Venerable, Wanji True Venerable, Chengyang True Venerable, Slaughter Spirit Venerable, Bone Forest Venerable, Si Yan Venerable, Ling Feng True Venerate, Sun Destroying True Venerable, Pingyang True Venerable, Dinghai True Venerable…”

Jiang Ding spoke softly, reciting each name.

These are all old acquaintances, mentors, confidantes, and elders from his younger days.

In their era, these acquaintances were top talents; only by being so could they ascend to Divinity Transformation and break through Refining Nothingness during arduous times, and now begin to aspire to Harmonization.

All were top talents of an era.

However, in the long stretch of time, among generations of Xianmen geniuses and the ever-emerging elite of ascension immigrants, objectively speaking, some of the old acquaintances appear mediocre or even… somewhat inferior.

Many old acquaintances might perish during the Harmonization Heavenly Tribulation.

From a cold calculation of interests, all resources should be invested in cultivators with the best qualifications and talents to cultivate more talents and increase the probability of the emergence of Xianmen Heavenly People.

However,

Beyond interests, within the bounds of legality and compliance, cultivators have emotions and self.

Private property, sacred and inviolable.

This is personal wealth, the Great Sun Sword Master’s wealth to be used on the old acquaintances to whom he entrusts emotions, hoping these old friends can survive and gather joyfully again many years later.

In the midst of his words, amid the envious gazes of countless Refining Void True Venerables, the Spirit Pill Rain, spanning thousands of kilometers, began to shift, falling on the Refining Void True Venerables who had been slumbering for so long, causing them to open their eyes in astonishment.

Eighth-order Creation!

The creation of a Heavenly Person appeared on them!

“This, this…”

Slaughter Spirit Venerable opened his eyes from seclusion, looking at the surrounding spiritual rain, stammering speechlessly.

“Hahaha!”

“Teacher!”

Jiang Ding laughed heartily upon seeing this: “Teacher, back in the day, you gifted me the Yin Fog Pearl, a Nascent Soul Magical Treasure honing my Sword Intent; could you have imagined today?”

“I always said I was a wealthy man!”

“You didn’t believe it back then!”

“This was indeed unexpected…”

Slaughter Spirit Venerable was torn between laughter and tears.

Remembering vaguely that back then, the Great Sun Sword Master was profoundly moved and thought of marrying his granddaughter to repay him, but this was flatly refused—no one would marry off their granddaughter to a Sword Cultivator who licked blood off his blade, seeking death matches anytime.

“Mentor,”

“Did you not foresee this?”

Jiang Ding looked to Zhang Junsheng, the Chengyang True Venerable, the mentor who introduced the “Great Sun Seed Sword Refining Method” into the Xianmen, and laughed heartily: “With your poor qualifications, it was barely possible to pass the Void Refinement Heavenly Tribulation; reaching the Peak of Void Refinement required forcefully stacking Elixirs—were you not already in despair? Have you recently been preparing your affairs?”

“Hahaha!”

“No chance!”

“Quickly, get up, prepare to become a Harmonization God Monarch!”

“And Senior Mieri!”

“Dammit! The first Xianmen cultivator to attack me was you—I still remember, don’t you dare die on me. Ascend to Harmonization, become a Heavenly Man, then give me a beating to settle the old score…”

Jiang Ding became exhilarated as he pointed enthusedly.

He found each old acquaintance, chatted about old times, reminiscing, and his heart encased in despair for the recent millennium brightened.

“Holding a grudge like this for a brat?”

“I’ve been imprisoned for many years.”

The Sun Destroying True Venerable grumbled quietly.

The crowd reminisced joyfully; after thousands of years, there were no barriers, as they discussed matters of past and present, sharing many experiences of fighting side by side, with a sense of poignancy.

“Jiang Ding,”

“Is this truly of no use to you?”

Wanji True Venerable asked: “Tell the truth, even without these things, I’d have an eighty percent chance of ascending to Harmonization, but if…”

“Senior Wanji doesn’t believe me.”

“Senior Yuan.”

Jiang Ding laughed heartily, greeting them.

“Indeed, it is useless to him.”

“Having the battle strength of a Heavenly Person, it’s like a ghost story.”

Yuan opened his eyes, smiling wryly: “Compared to this, I seem far more stingy indeed… of course, before the great path, I am indeed stingy.”

If it were ordinary cultivators, they might have harbored resentment.

Even with noble morals and no resentment, others might develop various complicated feelings and dark thoughts.

However, for these old friends who fought side by side for tens of thousands of years, this was trivial, like a breeze passing by.

“Haha!”

“Who isn’t stingy before the great path?”

Jiang Ding smiled: “If this were an opportunity to break through the Limit of Void Refinement, would I be so generous? We are humans, not saints, naturally experiencing various emotions—who isn’t?”

“Then I am relieved.”

“My foundation for becoming a Heavenly Person will be laid today…”

Wanji True Venerable no longer hesitated, sitting cross-legged, fully immersed in absorbing the eighth-order opportunity.

With their hearts at ease, Divine Machine True Venerable and others successively entered seclusion.

Many old acquaintances will receive the eighth-order opportunity today; it would be a great fortune if they remain unharmed.