Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Before I knew it, seven or eight months had passed.

Every day, in addition to studying, cultivating, and refining swords, Jiang Ding spent an hour refining the electromagnetic main gun in his glabella.

At first, whether in class or during cultivation, he would occasionally plunge headfirst into the ground with his legs pointing upwards.

Or, while flying in the sky, he would suddenly plummet headfirst, drawing laughter from many classmates.

However, after continuing to refine the main gun for three months and branding each array pattern with his Divine Sense and mana, the situation greatly improved and returned to normal.

But with an extra twelve tons of weight suddenly on his body, which constantly required mana to maintain and nurture the refining process, both his speed and combat power were significantly reduced.

Until today,

the twenty-nine-meter-long, twelve-ton Supreme Magic Tool was finally completely refined.

"Done."

Under the splendidly radiant blue-gold large tree, Jiang Ding opened his eyes and let out a light breath.

Inner view of the glabella.

A silvery-grey electromagnetic main gun lay quietly amongst the crisscrossed magnetic patterns, melding indistinguishably with the naturally existing magnetic patterns in the glabella.

And it was already filled with mana, no longer requiring long charge times before each use.

With just a thought, he could activate the main gun for a strike.

"The Air-Space Warplane is almost fully refined too."

Jiang Ding looked up.

Within the shade of the hundred-meter-wide blue-gold tree, a silver-grey war machine lay hidden, quietly infiltrating, after being completely refined, there was no longer the need to laboriously activate its various third-order formations each time — a thought was all it took for startup.

Jiang Ding's foot pushed off, and he soared into the sky, traveling through it with a grey-blue Escaping Light, incredibly agile and with his speed climbing yet another notch from before.

After nearly three years, the "Minor Magnet Light Escape Art" reached a minor level of accomplishment!

Similarly, during this period, the "Electromagnetic Light Wave Stealth Technique" also reached a minor level of accomplishment.

"Attack, defense, movement, Concealment, I've reached a minor completion for my current stage, acquiring some basic self-preservation abilities — it's time to start dealing with some affairs."

Jiang Ding spoke to himself.

He then thought of something that had been on his mind.

On Jindaoshan Mountain, when he killed Hua Xue Yu's legitimate son, there were still thirty-seven Magic Arts-Breaking Steel bullets uncollected!

This was a massive hidden danger.

It could attract the attention of the previous generation's Dari Swordsman, a huge Divinity Transformation level force capable of completely destroying all nearby Cultivator forces.

The broad shade of the blue-gold large tree and the roots spread throughout the mining area rapidly contracted, transforming into a flying sword about a foot in length, which flew into the electromagnetic main gun within the glabella.

The Air-Space Warplane floated, concealed within the half-space layer, ready to be activated at any moment to unleash its full combat power.

The figure disappeared from sight.

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"This scene, it's been quite a while since I've seen it."

Jiang Ding appeared at the peak of Jinlingshan Mountain, looking at the lush fields of Spirit Wheat around him, he commented reflectively.

Ever since advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage and acquiring the Second-Order Top-Grade Spiritual Vein of the mining area, he rarely visited Jinlingshan anymore.

He merely planted Gold Magical Wheat there, coming over every few months to manage it and to collect specimens of ores and Elixirs gathered by people like Han Lin.

In these last seven or eight months, being busy refining Magic Tools, he hadn't visited even once.

The first thing Jiang Ding did was lift his head to look around.

Thankfully, with the completion of his refining efforts, the Air-Space Warplane was successfully brought here, offering a measure of security in this world.

However, unless he faced a life-or-death crisis, he wouldn't expose the existence of the Air-Space Warplane to avoid drawing the attention of Dari's remnants.

In this regard, the Golden Pill Monks of the Qiyu Sect were not dependable.

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense touched the Array Core of the Jinlingshan Mountain Formation, and scenes flitted by swiftly, detailing every little event that occurred on the mountain in the past few months.

Ever since he advanced to being a Third-Order Array Master, he had made some adjustments to the Jinlingshan Mountain Formation. Although limited by funds and the desire to save, he had reached the level of a quasi-third rank.

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More importantly, from now on, there was no possibility that the Qiyu Sect had left any traps within the Formation Method or someone had come without anyone noticing.

"There's nothing of concern."

There are very few people in the mountains; just Liu SanQi and the twelve maids, who never entertain visitors.

If the Golden Pill Monks of the Qiyu Sect don't make a move, basically nothing will change.

"The number of unknown specimens is dwindling."

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense scanned over the Storage Bag specimens delivered by the Formation Method on the ground next to him; even after accumulating for seven or eight months, there were only a little over two thousand samples.

He swept them into his possession with a wave of his hand.

Only a single Jade Slip remained, the annual intelligence report from the sect provided by Liu SanQi.

"The war with Xuetu Hall has started again, spreading from the disputes among Qi Practicing disciples to the slaughter at the Foundation Establishment Stage, with no record yet of any Golden Pill taking action," read Jiang Ding.

"This Zhou Lingwu, an Early Stage Foundation Building cultivator from the Huomai, seems quite interesting."

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense swept over and instantly grasped the current situation.

"He had Liu SanQi send a letter claiming Sect crisis, casualties among foundation builders, asking the junior Master Uncle to come out of retreat to annihilate the enemy and boost sect disciples' morale, and so on."

"The realm I've shown should only be that of a Qi Practitioner, right?"

"It must be just his personal idea, not involving the top levels of the Qiyu Sect."

"Nonsense."

Jiang Ding scoffed coldly.

He had no intention of taking action.

The Golden Pill Monks of the Qiyu Sect hadn't taken action and were stationed at the rear; why would he, a Qi Practitioner, join the fray?

To foolishly attract the attack of the three Golden Pill Monks of Xuetu Hall, including a Post-Golden Alchemist?

As for the Air-Space Warplane,

if this thing is used and he can't silence the witnesses, he must flee.

Once exposed, given the shifting circumstances, it's uncertain whether the Golden Pill Monks of the Qiyu Sect would turn from allies to enemies.

"The external situation is essentially safe for me."

"I can go out."

Jiang Ding confirmed.

Executing the "Electromagnetic Light Wave Stealth Technique" to its minor perfection, his body blurred and became transparent, vanishing from sight.

Invisible Escaping Light flew across the sky, unexpectedly leaving the core of the Jinlingshan Mountain Formation at the top layer.

Hidden Divine Consciousness Fluctuations swept across the mountains.

The twelve maids were still busying themselves, shuttling between the fishpond, Spirit Field, and Spiritual Plants, occasionally picking something meticulously and carefully, frightened of making even the slightest mistake, even though the person atop the mountain never left his abode.

In the vast Jinlingshan Mountain, with its Second-Order Top-Grade Spiritual Vein, there are only a dozen or so people.

They were called maids, but in reality, they were treated like True Disciples, respected by all the Foundation Building Uncles.

Occasional troubles would be resolved by others, and any dispute involving their families would result in biased arbitration by the responsible Foundation Building Uncles.

If that person's Cultivation Base broke through again, they might all ride his coattails to success.

All in all, though the maids of Jinlingshan may not seem significant, many people envied them; the overseer didn't even know how many times they had been sought after for favors.

If a major mistake was made, someone would immediately replace them.

Jiang Ding turned his gaze toward a secret chamber.

Liu SanQi was cultivating within, his cultivation fluctuating between the Seventh and Eighth Level of Qi Practicing; for over a decade, he had not broken through, facing a thick bottleneck.

Compared to how he looked over ten years ago, there were more wrinkles between his brows and more white hairs.

"Liu SanQi was about seventy years old many years ago, now he must be in his eighties; the Jade Slip just now vaguely revealed his intentions to retire, return home to enjoy his old age, and play with his grandchildren... Over the years, his work hasn't had any significant errors."

"When he retires, I'll secure a future for his grandson."

Jiang Ding thought silently as his invisible Escaping Light flew through the Sect, unnoticed by anyone, even the Sect's Huge Sect Defense Formation.

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