Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 689 - 670 Taiyin Swordsman Becomes Very Weak

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After several months of cultivation,

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, shrinking the Taiqing Flying Sword from three thousand meters to just a foot long and thrust it into the electromagnetic patterns between his eyebrows.

Since the Taiqing Flying Sword had advanced to Nascent Treasure, the unknown energy it drew in the space between his eyebrows had also increased, giving him a vague sense of something growing.

But when he looked closely,

he found it was an illusion, there was nothing there.

"This thing is important... but I don't know why it's important,"

Jiang Ding said to himself.

In his heart, he yearned even more for the legacy that the Great Sun Sword Sect might possess.

He flew up into the sky and glanced at the Swiss-cheese-like Silver Sky Island, assured it was still usable. After a thought, he was too lazy to repair it, and headed off towards Immortal Luling's Airspace combat class.

"Hey!"

"Haven't seen you in three years."

In the distance, An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng greeted each other.

After Golden Pill stage, they had also moved into the dormitories for Golden Pill cultivators at Qingfeng University. Geographically, these weren't far from Silver Sky Island, but they were separated by a spatial formation, so the actual distance was unknown.

Anyway, when they stepped out of their dormitory doors, the nearest one was Jiang Ding's.

He had also visited their dormitories.

Jin Lingfeng's dormitory was a large artificial satellite that could directly receive starlight, which was very beneficial for cultivating the "All Heavens Northern Dipper Scripture."

An Siyan's dormitory was a massive cloud in the sky, located where cold and hot air mixed, greatly aiding her comprehension of the "Canon of Tai Yin and Tai Yang".

Basically, the dormitories of a top Xianmen institution were similar, scattered across Xianmen territories and linked by teleportation formations. They weren't just limited to Qingfeng University Floating Island, which could only be considered a hub for teleportation.

"I've been in retreat recently..."

Jiang Ding responded with a smile.

He hadn't finished his sentence when An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng suddenly shivered in alarm, their Divine Souls stiffened, and their mana solidified, making them stagger as if they were about to fall.

"What's wrong with you two?"

Jiang Ding's expression shifted slightly as he extended his Divine Sense and Sword Intent, enveloping a seventy-kilometer radius and scanning meticulously for anything amiss.

He didn't find anything.

"...I... don't know..."

Jin Lingfeng gritted her teeth, clearly annoyed as she said, "But I feel it's coming from you, the coldness, the aura of death, the forbidden magic... Have you broken through to the middle Jindan stage?"

She was taken aback.

She had been confidently saying that she would reach the Dari Swordsman level before anyone else.

"But it shouldn't be like this in the middle of the Golden Pill stage..."

An Siyan said doubtfully.

"I understand now, wait a moment."

Jiang Ding seemed to realize something, closed his eyes, and carefully retracted the aura of the Taiqing Flying Sword in his brow space.

After a moment,

he opened his eyes again, and the faint sense of ice-cold intent that surrounded him had vanished.

The two women only then returned to normal.

"What happened?"

An Siyan's eyes widened: "Why would the aura exuding from the Dari Swordsman affect our strength so greatly? If that's the case, how did our ancestors win the war back then?"

Jin Lingfeng was equally horrified.

"I don't know, maybe the Xianmen legions are very strong, far surpassing individuals,"

Jiang Ding answered, then explained, "The Taiqing Flying Sword has broken through, it's a Nascent Treasure of the Nascent Soul Stage, and I'm having some difficulty controlling its aura. It might take several years to return to its original state."

"A Nascent Treasure Flying Sword..."

The two women were dazed, their minds going blank for a moment.

According to common cultivation knowledge, a Golden Pill cultivator shouldn't be able to wield a Nascent Treasure.

Mana and Divine Sense are inadequate.

Even if their Life Treasure ascended to a Nascent Treasure, it would still be the same, relying only on the treasure itself to draw in Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and attack on its own; a Golden Pill cultivator could at best designate a target and has no further influence.

Tendrils of Sword Qi wrapped around the two women, passing through space, following distorted spatial pathways. In a few breaths, they arrived at Immortal Luling's Airspace system class.

Jiang Ding looked around and saw no one else.

He faintly discerned a gigantic cannon port appearing and disappearing, Immortal Luling was nowhere to be seen.

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Yu Qianzi was also present. As a cultivator of the Immortal Sects, she always maintained a high level of respect for higher-ranking cultivators, arriving well in advance each time, even earlier than the teachers themselves.

The moment Jiang Ding appeared, her ink-black hair visibly exploded, and with a whoosh, she sword-escaped far away.

From a distance of more than ten kilometers, Yu Qianzi watched the young man in green with wide eyes, showing an expression of disbelief.

When she saw his gaze turn towards her,

she fled even further, several kilometers away, and showed a tendency to keep increasing the distance.

"Teacher Wei Chi, greetings."

Jiang Ding paid her no mind, scanning carefully for a moment before finally spotting a blurry figure in a spatial interlayer.

"Great Sun Swordsman..."

Immortal Luling stepped out from the well-concealed spatial interlayer, retracting the main cannon of the Air-Space Mothership, and spoke with a ghostly tone, "What exactly happened to you? Just now, I really suddenly had a strong urge to kill you on the spot, not staying for a moment, almost fired."

Encountering a sword cultivator,

the first reaction of Xianmen cultivators is just like this.

Their first move is to flee, then bomb with the big guns, and summon their comrades' big guns to bombard, tearing apart and pulverizing the space of the entire area, cleaning it all up to ensure that no concealment spells work, revealing everything.

"Teacher Wei Chi, my flying sword had a little breakthrough."

Jiang Ding said modestly.

"A little breakthrough?"

Immortal Luling was stunned, then took in a sharp breath, "The Dari Swordsman with the Nascent Treasure Flying Sword in hand?"

"Damn!"

"You could be involved in Nascent Soul battlefields now. The kind that could kill an Immortal of Nascent Soul without being careful, how old are you?"

"In the blink of an eye!"

"Feels like it hasn't been long since you were sixteen and entered Qingfeng University, still a little one. How did you become like this?"

Immortal Luling was lost in a daze.

It really was just for a moment.

It hadn't been that long, less than the lifespan of a Foundation-building cultivator, and such earth-shaking changes had occurred.

"Haha, it's all thanks to the good teaching of the teachers."

Jiang Ding smiled amiably.

After chatting with Immortal Luling for a while, mainly about the combat experience of Nascent Soul sword cultivators from the Eight Great Immortal Sects, and discussions on how to guide the bombardment of the Air-Space Mothership's artillery groups after Xianmen had their own Nascent Soul sword cultivator.

The eyes of both parties were sparkling, each envisioning some beautiful scenarios.

Class began, and An Siyan and the others started practicing Army Formation.

Jiang Ding flew straight toward the edge of the classroom tens of kilometers away, to meet Yu Qianzi, who tried to hide herself within a cloud.

"Do you want to surrender?"

Jiang Ding asked.

This person would flee far away at the sight of him, her Divine Soul incredibly sensitive.

If it weren't a classroom setting, Yu Qianzi would have probably activated the Guanghan Palace to flee, not possibly facing him and staying behind.

"Nascent Treasure..."

"Oh my god, it really is a Nascent Treasure..."

Yu Qianzi had no choice but to emerge from the clouds. Her beautiful face showed frustration as her moon-white fairy skirt fluttered in the wind, like a fairy from the Moon Palace. Her aura ethereal, she indignantly said, "How can you possess a Life Flying Sword of Nascent Treasure quality, when you're not sincere with the sword?"

"It should match me better!"

"Taiqing, won't you come back with me..."

Hum!

The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated, and the bluegold blade slowly emerged from the center of his forehead, the tsunami-like Sword Intent of Destruction sweeping across all directions, dominating the life and death of all things within a hundred kilometers, ruling over the birth and demise of myriad spirits.

"Don't be angry!"

"I was just joking,"

Yu Qianzi tensed up, crushed by the power of a Treasure at such level, and dared not continue. In a small voice, she said, "Please, don't be mad."

"Taiyin, you've gotten so weak..."

Jiang Ding gripped the sword hilt, ready to strike down, but a deep sense of disappointment rose from his heart, he couldn't help but sigh.

Before his eyes now,

the woman in front of him was like a candle in the wind, an ox for the butcher, extinguishable with a single stroke. No need to rely on the sword sheath any longer, no longer worthy of such an honor.