Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 968 - 939 Rebuilding the Liudao Sect

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Between breaths, eight of the twelve True Immortals of the Liudao Sect had perished.

Including the renowned first master of Diabolism, the illustrious Six Fingered Old Demon, only four Liudao Sect Nascent Soul Immortals remained alive.

"We pay homage to the Heavenly Monarch and thank you for sparing our lives!"

The surviving Four Liudao Saint Heirs, including Immortal Yin Dao, knelt before him in reverence, harboring no resentment in their hearts, only gratitude.

—At least that was the sentiment their expressions and Divine Souls conveyed, bereft of any hatred.

"Each of you four must slay at least three Demon Monarchs of the same level within a hundred years, or three thousand Demon Kings,"

"There's no requirement to duel alone, you may collaborate with others, you're free to use Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, Elixirs, ingenious medicinal concoctions, or purchase their heads with Cultivation Methods; no method is forbidden, as long as the heads are truly those of the Cannibal Demon Tribe Monarchs."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

"Concerning coming and going, you may choose to stay at the Liudao Sect or to establish your own Sect or become Loose Cultivators; that's up to you."

"As long as you don't violate the Tushan Law, everything is negotiable."

"I won't deny that I have left a Sword Intent mark on each of you. In a hundred years, I need a result."

"Or should you attempt to leave the Northern Plains, this Sword Intent mark will also be triggered."

"We are willing to serve under the command of the Heavenly Monarch!"

Immortal Yin Dao and the others asserted without hesitation.

Heavenly Monarch, please don't test us anymore!

We truly submit, at least until we ascend to the Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs, we truly submit, with no further thoughts of betrayal.

Haven't we who grew up in Diabolic families slain so many, after all of those experiences, could we lack such awareness?

"You're judging me with the pettiness of small minds,"

Jiang Ding curled his lip, seeing through the reluctance in several of their hearts.

"Never mind, you're free to come and go here, but within the whole Northern Plains, the Tushan Law must be followed, something you will come to understand, and you will no longer have doubts,"

"Since you've said you wish to stay, then stay. If you want to leave in the future, that's your choice,"

Jiang Ding said offhandedly, "Immortal Yin Dao, for now maintain the order within the Liudao Sect, settle the several hundred thousand disciples of the Liudao Sect, and wait for the Tu Shan Maiden Corps and the Great Sun Sect Cultivators to handle the situation."

These several hundred thousand Liudao Sect disciples would face the same judgement as the twelve True Immortals.

The innocent will be released, that goes without saying.

Among those who've committed sins, those who have merits against the Demon Race will live, but must redeem themselves within a hundred years; those without merits against the Demon Race will die.

"We shall follow the Heavenly Monarch's command!"

The people including Immortal Yin Dao braced themselves.

No wonder, this True Immortal doesn't care at all about the Liudao Sect.

He himself has a foundation and does not lack Nascent Soul Immortals to serve him; an additional Nascent Soul from the Liudao Sect makes no difference whether present or absent.

They had been entangled with the Great Sun Sect's Nascent Soul for many years, yet today, they find themselves serving under the same roof.

Many Liudao Sect Nascent Soul Immortals had mixed feelings.

The four Liudao Sect Nascent Soul Immortals took their leave to pacify the several hundred thousand Liudao Sect Golden Pill, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Cultivating disciples, which was all too familiar a task to them and presented no issues.

Jiang Ding, leading Han Lin, made his way to the Liudao Sect's treasure vault to inspect his spoils of war.

With the shattering of the Six Dao Lifeless Great Formation, nothing within the Great Sun Sect remained hidden from Jiang Ding, not to mention the secret treasure vaults which he could see at a glance.

Clang!

A flash of Sword-light, and the secretive Formation Method of the vault silently crumbled.

The dazzling radiance of Treasure.

Shooting up to the heavens, illuminating all around!

Han Lin's breath caught, his mind going blank.

"This is the Liudao Sect's largest secret vault,"

Jiang Ding explained, "You can pick anything of the Fourth Order from here, up to the limit of ten billion Low-grade Spirit Stones... no, make that fifteen billion, the battle went smoother than expected, it was surprisingly easy, consider it an extra bonus for you."

"If you don't find what you're looking for here, check the other three smaller vaults."

"Also, for breaking through the bottleneck of the Mid-stage of Nascent Soul, you need Primordial Magnetite Spirit Liquid..."

Jiang Ding rummaged through Six Fingered Old Demon's Storage Bag for a moment, pulled out a dusty jade bottle, examined it with his Divine Sense, and frowned slightly.

"Too many impurities, such a mess of a refining process."

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"How could I possibly present this?"

Hum!

As Jiang Ding's thoughts moved, a greyish-blue flame appeared at the bottom of the bottle, which was none other than the Nascent Flame. Utilizing the Xianmen Sect's methods of refining and purification, he forced out threads of dark-grey impurities from the Magneto Spiritual Liquid.

Although Jiang Ding possessed no particular skill in metallurgy.

Still, with his Divine Soul at the Spirit Transformation phase and the Xianmen Sect's secret refining techniques, preserving and purifying a mere Fourth Order material posed no problem for him.

After a moment, the impurities within the jade bottle disappeared, and its content was reduced by half.

This was not wasteful or extravagant.

The efficacy of the remaining half of the Primordial Magnetite Spirit Liquid would surpass that of the original impure liquid by several times and would not cause harm to Cultivators.

Such is the value of a Refining Master.

"It was agreed that you'd give a whole bottle..."

Jiang Ding was speechless.

He naturally would not tarnish his reputation over such a trivial matter. He took out another bottle of Primordial Magnetite Spirit Liquid, refined and purified it, and then combined it into one bottle before tossing it to Han Lin, who was eagerly awaiting.

"Go choose the Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure you like."

"However, you should be more attentive to your foundations in the future. You've consumed too many elixirs; it would be truly bizarre if you didn't have any bottlenecks."

"As for the Cultivation Method, try to get a high-rank one that suits you, even if it's difficult. If the Cultivation speed is slow, then let it be slow. Don't be impatient or covet quick success and instant benefits," Jiang Ding admonished.

"Cultivation is not a pursuit that can be rushed."

This is also a common problem among Loose Cultivators, too fixated on the immediate without any long-term planning.

Indeed, Loose Cultivators have many reasons, such as the manifold dangers they face, the necessity to quickly strengthen themselves to survive, and so on—all valid and with practical significance.

However, no matter how many excuses you have, no matter how reasonable or understandable,

When the bottleneck is due to arrive, it will come, and it will not offer you even a shred of sympathy.

"Thank you, Junior Martial Uncle!"

Han Lin took a deep breath and bowed deeply in gratitude.

He was genuinely touched.

In the Cultivation world, it was unheard of for the promised compensation not only to be undiminished but to increase consecutively.

In his hundreds of years of Cultivation Practice,

He had never heard of such a thing!

The final warning was as valuable as gold—immeasurable in worth, the culmination of countless years of experience by major Sects and powerful forces.

It might seem like mere words, but they were conclusions drawn from unknown numbers of Sect predecessors' deaths, trails of bones, and continuous trials.

Reflecting carefully on his own Cultivation journey, Han Lin was overwhelmed with shame.

Indeed, he had been too eager for quick success!

For other Loose Cultivators that might be excusable, but he, blessed with opportunities, really didn't need to be so hasty. What he thought was swift progress was only transient; over hundreds of years, it turned out to be even slower.

Moreover, a terrifying bottleneck blocked his path, insurmountable no matter what, forcing him to risk his life coming to the Liudao Sect.

"You deserve it, no need for thanks."

"Go on, choose what you want," Jiang Ding said with a wave of his hand.

His Divine Sense spread out, covering the entire treasury of the Liudao Sect, meticulously scanning over various treasures, talismans, Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, and even several secret vaults within the range of his Divine Sense.

After a moment of calculation.

"First, Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth Order—all the Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures and valuable items combined are worth roughly two trillion Low-grade Spirit Stones."

"Of these, Fourth Order Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures are worth over five hundred billion, while Fifth Order materials, being the least in quantity with only a few items, are valued at one hundred billion... This is not Wan Zhu's lair."

"The rest of the wealth comes from the accumulation of a large amount of Low and Middle Rank Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures."

Jiang Ding sighed.

"It seems, at the Spirit Transformation phase, I am destined not to become fabulously wealthy."

This was still due to the advanced synthetic industry of the Xianmen Sect.

Otherwise, the Low and Middle Rank Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, which constituted most of the value, wouldn't be of much use to a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.