Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 1896: Chapter 1864: The Memories Newly Formed in My Mind

Domain of the Colorful Divine Light.

Jiang Ding retracted a sliver of Divine Sense from the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot, continuing his cultivation, pondering over the cultivation methods, accumulating his foundation.

Among these, the ”Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Scripture” touched him the most, as the inheritance solving many problems in the inference process provided him with much inspiration.

At the same time, there was still room for improvement.

There was no participation from the Xianmen Sect.

To the Dari Swordsman, Xianmen is more than just a base for producing sword sheaths; it’s a crucial place for verifying ideas and grounding them in practice, combining learning and practice.

Many of Jiang Ding’s ideas could be verified by the industrial system of Xianmen, whether they could be converted into practical techniques, and then generate new viewpoints in return.

One cannot grow into a towering tree by building a car behind closed doors, and the industrial system of the immortal path at Xianmen is his process of practice.

This process is too important.

Now, Jiang Ding’s heart was filled with inspiration, and he made many key breakthroughs in the structure of cultivation methods and swordsmanship, theoretically without any problems, yet unable to truly practice them.

— No, it can be practiced, by engaging in a life and death battle.

This is the practice of traditional sword cultivators through empirical validation.

In the midst of a life and death battle, one can often discover errors that could never be calculated by theoretical verification, with various surprises always arising.

But is this necessary?

Problems arise one by one, large and small, with some merely theoretical nuances; must life and death battles be fought for these theories?

Other sword cultivators may not know this.

For the Dari Swordsman, the absence of the industrial system at Xianmen leads to chaos in his swordsmanship due to the lack of a powerful and efficient research system.

”Divine Buddha Great Thousand World, no return...”

Jiang Ding felt a sense of urgency.

A mere tens of thousands of years may be fine, but as time stretches, even with risks, he must return to Xianmen; otherwise, his sword path feels unstable, with many subtle hidden dangers lurking.

Along this journey, he always grew together with Xianmen, and he couldn’t adapt to its sudden absence.

Time slowly passed.

Unknowingly, more than three thousand years passed.

”My Lord.”

One day, the Sutra Pavilion maid brought a batch of cultivation technique scriptures from the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm.

These cultivation technique scriptures stacked like mountains, neatly arranged layer upon layer by her, forming a Kilometer Jade Mountain made of cultivation jade slips, with various spiritual lights flickering and runes continuously emerging.

These cultivation technique scriptures roughly represent a hundred years’ worth of study for the Dari Swordsman.

He had a fervent desire to read every immortal path cultivation scripture, whether it be Nascent Soul cultivation methods or Qi cultivation techniques, or ancient era secrets; he loved reading them all, gradually absorbing the wisdom crystallized over tens of millions of years from the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm.

”Thank you for your hard work.”

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

He took out the Kilometer Jade Mountain of jade slips from the previous century of reading, placed it into a storage bag, and handed it to the Sutra Pavilion maid, asking her to return it to the Sutra Pavilion of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm.

For thousands of years, she busily selected various suitable cultivation techniques from the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm and delivered them to the Seven-Colored Realm Sea before taking them back.

”It’s not hard work...”

The Sutra Pavilion maid replied with some embarrassment.

For those thousands of years, she watched the Pure Yang Sword Child devour various obscure and difficult cultivation techniques and secret techniques with astonishment and admiration, feeling unspeakable admiration towards the green-clothed youth, inside whom resides countless principles of the immortal path.

The Sutra Pavilion maid took her leave.

Jiang Ding took out the most dazzling jade slip, swept over it with Divine Sense, and his gaze moved slightly.

”Detailed History of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan.”

”The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan was born in the late stage of the Great Tribulation, a unique being birthed from dreams of billions of living creatures, naturally possessing innate divine abilities to swallow the dreams of beings and acquire various immortal path cultivation techniques and secret techniques. Though its birth was brief, it quickly grew strong within tens of thousands of years, truly astonishing...”

”This is an anomaly.”

”This is a demon race anomaly.”

The previous Sun Supreme, Lin Yang Ancestor Master, recorded this with a trace of concern: ”Such an anomaly, very similar to the historical rise of human elites, anomaly birthed, heavenly pride born into the world, sweeping across the world within tens of thousands of years, transforming treacherous demon lands and sacred lands into human lands...”

”Such an anomaly should be extinguished immediately.”

”I tried, spending tens of thousands of years on this matter, hunting down the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Master for tens of thousands of years, repeatedly gravely injuring him, yet unable to eliminate him, even unable to kill the direct lineage offspring of the Butterfly Master... Ultimately, I was a mediocre Supreme, just with preserved strength that was more intact...”

Lin Yang Ancestor Master’s heart was incredibly heavy at this moment, then continued writing: ”This kind of anomaly must never be underestimated because its theories are currently weak!”

”Must immediately amass all human race Supreme’s power, crush with majestic momentum!”

”Regarding anomalies, it must be done this way, crushing!”

”However, what is the situation inside human race Immortal Sects now?”

”Fragmented, life and death battles, mutual distrust, hard to unite together, the destruction of the Spirit Treasure Realm led to the birth of the Immortal Artifact Sect, too many coincidences occurred, I suspect it is related to the Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Master, but alas, I reached the limit of my lifespan, without much time and energy to verify my conjecture...”

”May ancestral masters of successive generations protect, may the sect withstand all external storms before the growth of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan as a demon race anomaly, and may the inheritance of ancestral masters shine brighter!”

At the end of the detailed history of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan, Lin Yang Ancestor Master with infinite regret, wrote this last sentence.

This was Lin Yang Ancestor Master’s last act for the sect at the end of his life.

”Anomaly.”

”Demon race anomaly...”

Jiang Ding felt a sense of déjà vu.

Anomaly.

This label was used by many to refer to him, the previous Taishang elder of the Eight Great Immortal Sects, and many enemies he confronted.

In Jiang Ding’s view, anomalies are like Ancient God Ancestor Master, Overlord, entities that could easily overturn regions.

”Lin Yang Ancestor Master’s judgment should not be wrong.”

”The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan must be exterminated swiftly.”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

He didn’t notice that as he repeatedly mentioned the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly, and envisioned its appearance, history, and past within his Divine Soul, a certain subtle point in the depth of his Sea of Consciousness, a specific image deep in his memory, appeared with faint and extremely subtle haziness, then returned to normal.

This was a memory from many years ago, in the Beiyuan Small Realm, when Dari Swordsman returned to Tushan again, rebuilding the Tushan Central Court. In this memory, he began to recruit and nurture demon race maids, accepting talents from all over the world for his use.

Among these demon race maids, there was an unremarkable rabbit tribe maid, and she suddenly had a name, Xu Xiaodie.

Everything then quieted down, no longer changing.

Time continued to pass.

The Dari Swordsman cultivated in the palace every day, pondered cultivation methods, and developed swordsmanship, never taking a step outside.

Over the years, every few decades, extremely subtle changes would occur in the memory concerning the unremarkable demon race maid of the Dari Swordsman, so subtle as to draw no attention.

In the first hundred years, the appearance of this demon race maid became clearer, a cute girl with dimples.

In the second hundred years, Xu Xiaodie began to appear under the command of the batch of maids from that year, experiencing the Northern Plains King’s Court War, Tushan’s unification of the Southern Domain War, but always in unremarkable roles, performing inconspicuous work.

The third hundred years...

In the first thousand years, Xu Xiaodie started to become one of the important maids under Gong Caiyu’s command...

The second thousand years...

...

Until the ninth thousand years, a cute girl with dimples appeared together with Gong Caiyu in the Seven-Colored Palace, saluting together.

”Young Master.”

”The Dari Sword Cultivator violating Tushan Law has been slain by Mingguang Heavenly Person. ”