Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 969 - 940: I'm Done For, I Can Only Go Home to Inherit the Shi Family's Trillion Spirit Stone Fortune

Jiang Ding surveyed his treasure vault for a while, tallied the counts, and then slowly strolled to the top of the Yin Yang Magneto Spiritless Mountain.

Here, the wind howled fiercely.

The sky was like a mirror, with a sea of clouds underfoot. At a glance, one could see the farthest reaches of the heavens, providing an exhilarating sense of release and pleasure.

Surrounding the area were quasi-fifth order Spiritual Veins. The hidden and manifest Yin Yang Magnetic Extreme Divine Light, created by absolute spirit forbidden laws, made the cultivation environment exceptionally superior.

"Yin Yang Magnetic Extreme Divine Light... It's this."

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense scanned carefully for a long time and finally confirmed it.

This Divine Light could be integrated into the Taiqing Flying Sword, causing it to undergo 'Light Transformation,' which would greatly enhance its speed and sharpness.

However, such Divine Light was not naturally present here to be harvested but scattered throughout the whole world. It required a special refining technique to manifest and be born – a profoundly high-level technology.

The Six Dao Ancestor of old didn't possess this technology and could only seal this mountain to prevent it from harming the surroundings and built the sect here instead, turning it into the center of the Immortal Path in the Northern Plains for a certain era.

After declining for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, this place might once again rise to prominence in the future.

"Xianmen Sect has a similar technique."

"It should be possible to condense this Divine Light, which is scattered across the world, into a tangible form within several decades."

"Besides, I should visit the Guishan Iron Family as soon as possible."

Jiang Ding planned briefly.

Despite experiencing many events, with Divinity Transformation level Divine Sense processing things at lightning speed, in reality, only a few shichen had passed.

In addition, he had sealed off information transmission within a thousand miles. People from the outside world were unaware of the events here.

Even Xi Ping'an's Golden Pill level avatar couldn't transmit information to his main body and was merely guessing.

The same was true for the Guishan Iron Family.

"Guishan Iron Family..."

Jiang Ding pondered deeply.

The Guishan Iron Family, now the real center of the Immortal Path in the Northern Plains!

That place was where the fifth-order Spiritual Vein resided. With Xi Ping'an cultivating there in tranquility for nearly ten thousand years, and if one included the time Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch spent in secluded cultivation, it went even further back.

The wealth accumulated over ten thousand years in the Northern Plains was likely mostly located there.

"I can't let my money grow legs and run away!"

Jiang Ding thought of this and his heart skipped a beat.

After Xi Ping'an's death, there probably weren't any Nascent Soul Cultivators left among the Northern Plains Families. The remaining ones were weak.

But those Immortals of Nascent Soul, while they couldn't defeat him, still had the ability to destroy the sect gates and obliterate massive amounts of heavenly and earthly treasures!

"Would there really be someone who would act so spitefully regardless of their own loss?"

"Definitely!"

Jiang Ding suddenly leaped up, flew to the clouds, and sped toward the teleportation formation he had established many years earlier.

Throughout the years, his concealed avatars in the Northern Plains weren't idle. As his main body became more prosperous, he built many teleportation formations across the Northern Plains for critical moments of escape, some of which had never been activated for hundreds of years.

Jiang Ding found one such formation and vanished into the hazy Spatial Runes.

After several teleportations, Jiang Ding finally arrived under an ordinary-looking prairie, emerging from a hollowed-out granite chamber and looking around.

This location, far from the Guishan Iron Family, was left by his concealed avatar imbued with sixth order Concealment Talismans.

He didn't dare get too close, fearing discovery by Divinity Transformation cultivators.

After discerning a direction, Jiang Ding concealed his figure and flew for several shichen. Finally, he reached the vicinity of the Guishan Iron Family and stood still, gazing into the distance.

"Guishan, truly worthy of its name..."

Jiang Ding exclaimed in admiration.

In front of him was a mountain of black iron, six thousand zhang long and wide... No, perhaps it was inappropriate to call it a mountain.

For it was a meticulously refined cubic artifact, standing in the central hub of the fifth-order Spiritual Vein, with its smooth and regular mountain walls giving it a structured presence.

This was a black iron cubic monolith, six thousand zhang in length, width, and height!

Seen from afar, it appeared as a sudden protrusion, an absolute precipice, a construct where birds dared not fly, exuding an air of strict uniformity.

Chaotic Runes flashed intermittently on the walls of the black iron monolith, emanating a dense aura of sealing.

"This place is not simple, not simple at all."

"This mountain is not a natural formation but must be the result of Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch's terraforming. It is the conclusion of expending the heavenly and earthly treasures, manpower, and resources of the Northern Plains to build this peak."

Jiang Ding quickly deduced the origin of this mountain peak.

"Such a heavy investment... Needless to say, it must be for sealing the Immortal Technique contamination on Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, and it's also the key to why he hasn't died yet."

For a moment, Jiang Ding felt wary.

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Immortal Technique, Immortal Technique pollution!

This kind of thing is completely unreasonable, formless and intangible. With just a moment of carelessness, no matter if you're a Domain Pride or an Immortal Sect Disciple, you would succumb in an instant, with no power to resist.

To be exempt, to ignore it, you'd almost need to be the progeny of a True Immortal.

"What's sealed inside here, is it the head of Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch or the whole body that has been contaminated by Immortal Technique..."

Jiang Ding pondered for a long time, slowly stepping forward, his Divine Sense unfolding little by little, engulfing the entire Guishan Tie Family, casually sweeping over so-called Righteous Dao's strongest Immortal Tian Gui and other Nascent Soul Monks, and finally resting his gaze at the very center of Guishan, within the layers of strict seals, where a vague dark shadow instilled a chilling dread.

This was an innate warning from a Taoist disciple.

"Maybe I should just forget it..."

Jiang Ding was feeling timorous.

He needed money but also did not need money.

Needing money was clear, as the Starry Sky Fortress level super Great Sun Battleship along with an entire unmanned Divinity Transformation fleet Special Corps required twenty-three trillion Low-grade Spirit Stones. This included a large amount of fifth-grade heavenly and earthly treasures, an amount so vast he couldn't afford it even if he sold himself.

To be aware, this price was already a bargain.

Just that Special unmanned Divinity Transformation fleet corps alone was worth a fortune, capable of being an army unto itself on the Nascent Soul Battlefield, with countless warships and Air-Space Warplanes circling the super Great Sun Battleship to form an Army Formation, the kind that ordinary Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarchs would flee upon sight.

Such power, along with the Starry Sky Fortress itself, only charging you twenty-three trillion was already a discount upon discount. It was a friends and family price, cost price plus a further discount, subsidies, nominal labor fees, and so on, resulting in the final figure.

If there wasn't a Refinement Void Level Power, a fully-capable Great Sun Swordsman, and this fleet, one could hegemonize a Domain.

Saying he did not need money,

was because the Xianmen Sect could offer Jiang Ding extremely low interest loans.

The application process was tedious, with various guarantees, various collaterals; nobody dared to be hasty with so much money. After layers of approvals, spending at least a hundred years for repeated reviews, the funds would finally be disbursed.

"How about waiting until I reach the Nascent Soul Peak first?"

Jiang Ding sighed sorrowfully.

"Money is not that important; my safety is the most important. With the situation outside, there's no helping it, I can only go back home to continue relying on my family, inheriting trillions of family wealth..."

He planned to return.

Without the slightest regret for the vast fortune in front of him, even though this wealth seemed astonishing and was guarded only by a group of frail Nascent Soul Monks, almost within his grasp.

"Let's go,"

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Ding paused in his steps.

He looked towards a dense forest a thousand kilometers away, his eyes filled with doubt and surprise.

...

In the forest, by a creek.

Da'ai Immortal was fair-skinned, with eyes like stars, handsome and dashing.

In a moment, he stood up abruptly, turned toward a direction, and gave a deep bow, respectfully saying, "Junior Da'ai pays respect to Tushan Heavenly Monarch!"

Jiang Ding, concealing himself in the void, gazed across a thousand kilometers. On hearing these words, his heart shook.

How could a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator detect me?

Could it be that there's a problem with my Cultivation system, a conflict between Sword Dao and the Immortal Sect's Concealment?

That a minor early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from a Small World was able to detect my presence over a thousand miles, surpassing Immortal Sect Disciples, in an instant?

Be mindful that Concealment and Attack are the two pillars of Jiang Ding's survival in other worlds!

Now, a pillar vital to his existence had crumbled.

This terrifying and dangerous outcome made Jiang Ding's heart chill.

Jiang Ding fell into deep contemplation and self-doubt.

Without responding to the other party, his Sea of Consciousness and Sword Intent constantly scanned his body and surrounding space, searching for flaws and breaches that had appeared.

Jiang Ding froze, stunned.

Completely neglecting the outside world and others, countless Runes and Formation Dao, Swordsmanship, and other Immortal Path knowledge flitted through his Sea of Consciousness. He was engrossed in deep thought, fully immersed in Enlightening the Dao.

Time slipped away, unbeknownst to him.

Unknowingly, ten days later.

"Junior,"

"Junior Da'ai pays respect to Tushan Heavenly Monarch!"

Da'ai Immortal barely perceptibly sighed, changed direction, and respectfully performed the grand salute.

"..."

Jiang Ding ceased his deep contemplation within the Sea of Consciousness.

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