Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Capítulo 1781: Chapter 1749: The Taoist Disciples’ Game

Among the Taoist disciples.

A man and a woman gazed deeply into each other’s eyes.

One was the Joyous Union Holy Maiden from the Hehuan Holy Land.

The other was a Swordsman from an unknown place, for whom a moment seemed eternal.

Many slightly emotional female cultivators watched this scene, finding themselves somewhat entranced as many beautiful images flashed through their minds.

Ultimately, people are human; is not cultivating for longevity about encountering such beauties of life?

“Adulterous couple.”

More Taoist disciples sneered inwardly.

“The Joyous Union Holy Maiden better truly be confident; otherwise, one might hear of yet another disciple dying under the sword of a Sword Cultivator, as these Sword Cultivators have a greedy desire for our lives…”

“However, Sword Cultivators are also purely emotional, extreme, and more prone to losing control compared to orthodox Daoist Magic Cultivation.”

“If the Joyous Union Holy Maiden can grasp a flaw in his Dao Heart, she might tear it apart and capture him for her use, greatly advancing her Dao path…”

Many Taoist disciples assessed this.

This indeed was a very dangerous game, between a Swordsman and the Joyous Union Holy Maiden. If this continued developing, something interesting might happen.

As the Fusang Saintess Master Dao Ling finished her song, Qu River Flowing in the sky continued to revolve.

The ten thousand Dao rules flowed, brilliance blossomed, seemingly with changes in destiny and cause and effect, forming a cup of cause and effect, tracing beautiful trajectories across the sky, where the paths of many Daoist disciples seemed to converge and then flow into the distance.

‘This game is very intriguing.’

Jiang Ding thought silently.

Master Dao Ling gave him a secret manual titled “All Dao Mixed Yuan,” which is the manual for this little game, where many disciples split a trace of their Great Dao aura into Qu River Flowing, then spontaneously infer, moving towards more interesting and innovative directions.

It is said that this little game has been popular for tens of thousands of years, with True Immortals involved in its development.

The destiny and inference rules contained within this little game benefited him greatly, with many outcomes seemingly applicable to the Central Array Spirit Computer, or perhaps upgrading the Divine Soul operation algorithms to slightly increase the speed of mobilizing Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and performing Swordsmanship.

Moreover, Jiang Ding clearly felt that what he comprehended was not complete, only a small part.

The Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot, coming here was indeed right.

After countless calculations and destiny’s revolutions, the cup in the sky came before the green-clothed youth under the guidance of cause and effect.

Jiang Ding was slightly taken aback.

“Brother,”

“Cause and effect and destiny have chosen you.”

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden had somehow appeared beside the Dari Swordsman, chuckling softly, “This indicates that in the foresight of destiny and rules, Brother will affect some aspects of the Endless Universe Starry Sky’s situations in the future, or perhaps Brother’s path is very unique and innovative, allowing everyone to see more possibilities.”

“This indicates Brother is very formidable.”

She was very friendly, approaching without seeming abrupt, like a warm spring breeze, like a kitten’s paw.

The Fusang Saintess Master Dao Ling similarly intended to explain but silently stepped back upon witnessing this, hiding herself.

“Hehuanzi, you exaggerate.”

“I hail from a rural place, having some uniqueness is quite normal.”

Jiang Ding smiled faintly.

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden’s eyes shimmered without uttering more words, merely gazing at the green-clothed youth before her.

A certain someone.

This seems like a common ancient form of address, not often used today, previously frequently applied among Taoist disciples, perhaps three to ten kalpas ago?

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden recalled many records from her sect’s ancient texts.

The territory of the human race’s Great Thousand World is not always fixed, sometimes changing due to war or simply the universe’s natural operation, with some Great Thousand World territories disappearing or appearing.

She locked down several ancient Great Thousand World theories in her heart.

Many Taoist disciples looked this way with curiosity.

“A song or a painting?”

Jiang Ding pondered.

These disciples’ profound discussions are quite cultured, differing entirely from the Xianmen Sect’s precise and unadulterated Immortal Path research, always finding some pretext.

However, unfortunately, he was not skilled in music, chess, painting, or calligraphy.

“Here is an endgame,”

“If any Fellow Daoist has spare time, I would appreciate some guidance.”

Jiang Ding did not ponder long before waving and releasing waves of Sword Qi. The Sword Qi transformed into black and white chess pieces falling into the void, each floating independently, with countless Military Formation Runes appearing among these pieces, exuding a heavy aura.

The white and black chess pieces were different.

The number of white pieces was only a third of the black pieces, with Array Patterns spreading among pieces, efficiently connecting each piece. The Array Patterns were complex and dense, far exceeding the limits of conventional Daoist Soldier Formations.

This was a simplified version of the Xianmen Sect’s contemporary army formation.

The black pieces opposite the white pieces were an upgraded version of the Blood and Flesh Furnace Daoist Soldier Formation, a corner of the Supreme Battlefield, as recorded in the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm inheritance, casually displayed by Jiang Ding.

Currently, the situation was such that the white pieces were surrounded by black pieces three times their number, on the verge of annihilation, with the endgame nearing its conclusion.

He never forgot the hope of the Human Dao to exterminate the Immortal Destruction Artifact Sect.

Jiang Ding looked at the many disciples, eager to hear their thoughts.

These individuals were each top talents of the Great Thousand World, and not utilizing these nuclear-powered mules would truly be a pity.

“The endgame?”

Many disciples fell into contemplation.

A Swordsman proficient in army formations was indeed quite rare, and his formation skills seemed profound.

“Here, you can move a piece.”

Soon, a disciple raised his hand, prompting a white piece to advance.

In an instant, one corner of the black piece’s heavy encirclement collapsed, transforming from a fatal to a living situation, a brilliant stroke that forcibly reversed the situation.

“Marvelous!”

Jiang Ding’s eyes shone brightly, praising.

This army formation alteration had never occurred to him; who would have thought a casual change could immediately break the deadlock.

“A few coincidental insights.”

The disciple smiled.

He advanced a few more steps but was eventually trapped on the eleventh piece, unable to proceed further, having to reluctantly give up.

The surrounding disciples grew interested.

Dueling with a Swordsman was a loss-making affair in their eyes, but such a literary challenge was different, allowing them to understand Sword Cultivators better while benefiting their own cultivation.

Many disciples attempted in succession, each managing at least a few moves.

Occasionally there were flashes of brilliance, spontaneous ideas not conceived by others, casually provided by them.

Jiang Ding watched from the side, eyes aglow.

Among these people, Master Dao Ling walked twenty-one pieces, the Joyous Union Holy Maiden walked twenty-two, and the strongest was Beidou Daozi Liu Qianhua, who walked thirty-two pieces. Being skilled in conquest as a Beidou Star Realm Daoist, she invoked in Jiang Ding a sense of awe like a lofty mountain.

This harvest was comparable to enlightening the Dao for a thousand years!

Jiang Ding’s eyes sparkled continuously, contemplating whether to throw in some Swordsmanship puzzles next time for the disciples to inspire him.

The only slight regret was the absence of an individual who could resolve the situation with a single move.

The True Immortal was not present here.