Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 1107 - 1075: The Tentacles of the Nine Spirits Realm are Infiltrating

Magic Vine Minor Realm.

In the territory of the Moye Family, some members of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan who had been fortunate enough to escape annihilation were rebuilding their clan here, establishing a rudimentary Formation atop the Spiritual Vein as a symbol of their duty to guard their territory within the Imperial Clan.

Due to the chaos of war and concerns for safety, few had returned, only a handful of clan members, with only one Moye clansperson of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Mostly, a slave clan known as the Vine Tiger Clan handled various matters, building Formations, repairing the damaged family mountain ranges, houses, and so on.

No one noticed a subtle shadow within the Divine Soul of a Nascent Soul Stage Vine Tiger Demon called Vine Tiger Shi.

This subtle shadow seemed to blend seamlessly with the Divine Soul, as if it had always been there.

In fact, the Divine Souls of living beings come in endless variety, with all kinds of constitutions; a little more darkness was not unusual.

Even a Great Emperor could not claim to spot anything amiss with just a glance.

This Nascent Soul Stage Vine Tiger was no different.

He loyally carried out his master's orders, seriously constructed the Formation, and buried Formation instruments that were outwardly indistinguishable from those typically used by the Imperial Clan into the soil.

The most crucial Formation instrument was delivered respectfully to the master's hands to be activated.

Several months later, a Fourth Rank Low Grade Formation rose within the territory of the Moye Family.

"It's done."

"That was too easy."

Deep within the Divine Soul of this Nascent Soul Stage Vine Tiger Demon, a shadow breathed a sigh of relief, then fell into silence.

At that instant,

in the Magic Vine Minor Realm, the Moye Family's Fifth-Order Spiritual Vein underwent some extremely subtle changes, indistinguishable from the natural pulsations of the vein's life cycle, raising no suspicion.

In the Soul Void Realm.

Different from the usual Soul Void Realm, only nine people were here, excluding someone with intent, activating their prepared measures, distrusting one another, each harboring their own plans.

"That person,"

"His true nature is beginning to awaken."

Shadow Demon Daoist whispered, "The number of killings, the deaths in these years have been shocking even to me."

"I often wonder if I am from the Demon Sect or if he is the one from the Demon Sect."

"Full of constant doubt."

"Isn't that normal?"

Ji Liuyue was somewhat baffled, "Whether it's his original Sect or the current one, they're all part of the Demon School, didn't you know that till today?"

"No."

"It's different, I'm not talking about reputations. In terms of reputation, in the eyes of adversaries, anyone is considered part of the Demon School."

Shadow Demon Daoist seemed somewhat conflicted, "In practice, his Sect has a much better reputation than my Sect, and even among mortals, it's considered much better than yours, praised as a Sect of saints and sages."

"For Cultivators of the lesser realms, aside from not allowing them to promote, other aspects are quite favorable; they wouldn't kill without reason."

"Their reputation is relatively good, but..."

"Let's forget it... Don't worry about these things."

Shadow Demon Daoist shook his head, discarding these disparate thoughts: "The situation in the Magic Vine Minor Realm has mostly been handled, it's barely functional. There are a few spots left, but those are just backups. The departure of the ruling families has made internal erosion much easier, and I estimate it will take another ten years to iron out."

The matters here refer to setting up the Concealment Array within the Nine Spirits Realm.

The Nine Great Daoists have spent all their energy on this in the past years, causing all their Cultivation to stall.

"How are things with you?" Shadow Demon Daoist asked.

He was responsible for the Magic Vine Minor Realm and a few other Minor Realms.

"Yellow Sand Minor Realm has stalled and will resume once the kings leave."

"Heishui Minor World is slowly being eroded..."

"Magical Stone Minor Realm is complete..."

"Flower Cloud Minor Realm is complete..."

The various Daoists reported one by one, only Xuanwu Daoist was making slow progress and appeared somewhat embarrassed, but nobody commented. Some Daoists even offered to help when they could spare the time.

"Estimating,"

Heavenly Calculator Daoist calculated briefly, "In another thirty years, we should be mostly done. We have some leeway with our tasks; we aim for the best in every step, but it's also fine if there are some deficiencies."

"And then, we wait for the big fish..."

...

Jiang Ding, wrapped in ten Blood Dragons, did not pause for a moment and flew towards the starry sky outside the Yellow Sand Minor Realm.

A vague and illusory blue flame butterfly caught up with him in the blink of an eye, carrying no lethality, seeming like some sort of Cause and Effect tracking technique.

Just as Jiang Ding was about to draw his sword to extinguish it.

"Blood River King,"

"I have long admired your renown."

The voice of the Cangqing Emperor's Son came from the illusory butterfly, conveying good will: "Your Highness, with the identity of one from the Slave Clan and shattered roots, has cultivated the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao, indeed you are an outstanding person of your generation, a peerless elite."

"I, too, have my shortcomings."

"That is only natural."

"You were never close to matching me to begin with."

Jiang Ding put down the hilt of his sword and responded indifferently.

"..."

The Cangkong Imperial Child fell silent for a moment.

He had to admit that this indeed was the case.

What he considered to be a compliment, a gesture of humbling oneself, the other party simply disdained; this person had none of the humility that one from the Slave Clan should have, instead, there was overwhelming self-confidence in his heart.

"Blood River King."

"As far as I know, you have already freed yourself from the servitude brand of the Flame Stone Family?"

The Cangkong Imperial Child no longer beat around the bush and asked directly.

At present, he was known as the Wise Imperial Son; compared to the Yanliu Imperial Child who readily slew entire clans, his reputation was exceedingly good, and many kings were willing to serve as his informants. Few secrets remained hidden.

"Indeed, that is the case."

Jiang Ding nodded in acknowledgement.

"What benefits did Yanliu Imperial Child offer you?"

The Cangkong Imperial Child asked again.

"That person, petty and arrogant, both cowardly and weak of heart, weak in strength as well, in my opinion, there's no possibility of attracting me with personal charisma."

He made his judgment with a touch of disdain.

In his eyes, the Yanliu Imperial Child was nothing more than a countryside rich son, never a real opponent.

"What else could it be?"

"An old cultivator like myself, even to this day, what could possibly move me?"

Jiang Ding countered with a question.

"Could it be the 'Great Emperor Scripture'?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ding's eyes shone faintly, as he looked at the Cangkong Imperial Child with a hint of warmth and kindness.

"Blood River King."

"The 'Great Emperor Scripture', I can also give it to you."

The Cangkong Imperial Child spoke slowly.

There was no answer from the other side, who continued to watch him expectantly.

However, the Cangkong Imperial Child then said, "I am born of the Ancient Emperor Family, I can better protect you, offering you more chances to survive."

"I do not deceive you in any way, I can only swear to my ancestors, I will do everything possible to let you live."

He spoke most earnestly.

"As long as you, submit to me..."

"Shut up!"

"Cangkong."

All warmth and kindness vanished from Jiang Ding's eyes as he interrupted, speaking coldly: "Don't talk about these irrelevant things, I want the real Great Emperor Scripture, not some servitude scripture."

"If you give it to me now, I will immediately help you capture the Yanliu Imperial Child."

The Cangkong Imperial Child fell silent.

After a long while,

He sighed.

"I would like to agree, but alas, I can't..."

The Cangkong Imperial Child sighed, and his voice gradually faded away.