Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 361 - 350 Might as Well Take My Life_1

361: Chapter 350: Might as Well Take My Life_1

361 -350: Might as Well Take My Life_1

Zhang Junsheng stared blankly at the Figure of Nine Swords True Immortal.

Like a puppet, he was silent for a long time, his clone along with his original body plunged into frenzied computing, showing no signs of response.

“You want this?”

Not until fifteen days later did his eyes regain their liveliness, with a bitter smile he said, “It would be easier to ask for my life.

Although it looks simple, this is at least something of a Divinity Transformation tier.

Even if you squeeze me dry, I couldn’t produce it.”

He was extremely shocked in his heart.

His old classmate, Immortal Dinghai, when competing for research funding, said that Dari Swordsman might change the strategic decline of Xianmen.

Thinking about it now, it was more than just reversing a decline.

Once it grows, the Nine Great Immortal Sects won’t even be able to run away!

“Not the complete version.”

Jiang Ding, having anticipated this, said, “I was thinking if you could create an initial version, the simplest monkey version, something usable at the Golden Pellet Realm, a sword-type drone, operated with the help of Ship Spirit, just one thousand and twenty-four of them, to assist the Life Flying Sword in attacking.”

“Do you think it’s possible?”

“This…”

Zhang Junsheng again lapsed into a daze, and ten days later, he hesitantly said, “There’s a certain chance I can, but the thing created might be very difficult to control and it would be demanding on the Divine Sense…”

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and slashed towards the sky, spreading the terrifying Sword Intent of Destruction, cutting a swath more than ten kilometers in the gray radiation clouds in the sky.

“Middle Jindan stage combat!”

“This is a complete Dari Swordsman, no, you’re only at the Mid-stage of Foundation Building now, and even stronger!”

Zhang Junsheng widened his eyes, shaken once more, looking at the youth in blue clothes in front of him, “Divine Sense control won’t be a problem, but we still lack money.

The Xianmen Science Institute is the most skilled in the technology of Dyson Sun Mirror Fortresses.

Our funds are not enough, and it might take another hundred years before we could apply for it.

If you advance to Golden Core by then, there might be a possibility…”

“No Spirit Stones, how about five hundred million library points?”

“The Banyan Scholarship will sponsor me that much.”

Jiang Ding spoke up.

These were actually points gained from exploring unknown life in other worlds, titled under a Banyan Scholarship, which he now poured entirely into this project.

There was no need to save them.

As long as he showed enough value, Xianmen would continue to invest more research funding progressively.

What was needed now was to get the project started, produce some results, and make the Xianmen authorities feel that there was hope, that it was worthwhile, that investment could reap great rewards.

“Five hundred million library points?!!”

Zhang Junsheng inhaled a breath of cold air.

There was no possibility of exchange between library points and Spirit Stones, the difference was immense – completely different uses – but there was a vague value correspondence.

Library points, in essence, were the Central Array Spirit Computer’s computing power, represented in the form of points.

One library point was roughly equivalent to twenty Low-grade Spirit Stones!

Ten billion Low-grade Spirit Stones!

The total wealth of ten Nascent Soul Monks!

“You are actually the beloved son of the Central Array Spirit Computer, aren’t you?”

Zhang Junsheng couldn’t help but say.

“No, thank you.”

Jiang Ding’s face darkened.

“Fine, with money now, I’ll invest my fortune into it too, I’m eighty percent sure I can make this happen for you,” Zhang Junsheng took a deep breath, feverishly looking at the youth in blue clothes in front of him, “When you make it big one day, if you dare not pull me up with you, I’ll flatten your dog head.”

“Haha!”

“Don’t worry, Teacher.”

Jiang Ding laughed heartily, feeling relieved.

Zhang Junsheng was meticulous in his scholarship; since he said so, he must be quite confident.

Leaving the laboratory.

Jiang Ding first went to class to catch up on some coursework, and then took the Air-Space Warplane back home to cook for his mother and Jiang Yuan, and to visit his grandparents, staying for a few days.

He did this every few weeks; after all, the commute was just a matter of hours.

At the bottom of the Deep Pool.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, as usual, checking all the teleportation Formations to ensure they were functioning correctly before starting to receive information from Armor-25.

“All is normal in the Cultivation World, Qiyu Sect cultivators are being captured and killed without end, those who surrender, surrender; those who die, die.

The rule of Tianren Sect in this territory has stabilized.”

“Patriarch Bai Gui visited Chizhong Mansion once, staying for over ten days.

Without gathering any traces, he left without success.”

“Qiyu Golden Core contacted me through a Golden Pendant…

saying there is an urgent matter of great importance.”

Jiang Ding frowned.

“It’s very dangerous outside now.”

He was somewhat disinclined to pay attention.

“Forget it, these two have been rather decent towards me, and for the sake of Armor-25, there is still some obligation to respond.”

He focused his attention on the nanoscale liquid state robot in Chizhong Mansion, the core of the pseudo-Divine Sense.

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In an unmanned part of the mountains, fine silver-white metal particles, invisible even to the Golden Pill Divine Sense, gathered in one direction.

Gradually, the figure of a silver-white metal person emerged, shimmering and changing into a youth in blue clothes.

Jiang Ding took out a jade pendant, into which the pseudo-Divine Sense’s Spirit Element Radar Wave surged.

“Junior brother, please use the secret method of our sect to enter and talk.”

The voice of Cultivator Baimei came through, along with a Divine Sense address similar to a communication jade slip, preserved by a special artifact that allowed communication through a connected space, enabling multiple people to communicate with Divine Sense.

“Good, it’s just a Divine Sense communication.”

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

It was impossible for him to take risks by going out, and this was also for the sake of Qiyu Sect’s future.

The pseudo-Divine Sense’s Spirit Element Radar Wave surged into it.

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and he entered a dimly lit communication space, where people surrounded him, building simple images of their faces using Divine Sense signals.

They were Cultivator Baimei, Zhou Sanyan, and…

a girl in a pure white fairy dress with snow-white skin.

“Two senior brothers.”

Jiang Ding’s brow twitched slightly, not overly shocked, “Have you allied yourselves with Tianrendao?”

This girl in the white dress,

Turned out to be Mu Tiansnow, the Nascent Soul Monk from Xuetu Hall, the mastermind behind the destruction of Qiyu Sect!

“Greetings to the Qiyu Swordsman.”

With a jesting tone, Mu Tiansnow said, “That day, in the Nine Heavens Relics, you chopped down my avatar with a single strike, and no matter where I fled to on earth or in heaven, it was futile.

The memory, to this day, remains vivid.”

“Greetings to Patriarch Hua Xue.”

Said Jiang Ding with a smile.

In his heart, strands of the intent to kill emerged.

In the memory of that Foundation-building Peak Cultivator from Xuetu Hall, the last Magic Arts-Breaking Steel bullet had been taken by her, and it could possibly be in her storage bag.

If she chose to hand it over to the Great Sun Sect, it would instantly bring calamitous disaster, and the arrival of a Divinity Transformation might not be out of question.

Jiang Ding looked towards the two Qiyu Golden Core cultivators.

“The junior brother is misunderstanding,” said Cultivator Baimei with a wry smile.

“This little Yue Country is already crowded with just a few of us Golden Cores.

Tianrendao sees this place as an escape route; how could they possibly welcome us brothers?”

Zhou Sanyan remained silent, watching his younger brother, who he always treated as a junior, with a gaze that was very unfamiliar and even fearful.

“Then why?” Jiang Ding did not care what they had heard from Mu Tiansnow or why they believed her, and he said indifferently.

“Naturally, it’s to kill the Tiankuang Immortal of Tianrendao!” responded Mu Tiansnow, her words chilling, “Liudao Sect is simply too arrogant.

It’s bad enough that they make us work like slaves for them; they don’t even give a chance for Nascent Soul advancement.”

“This is surely the way to death!”

The violent intent to kill made the surrounding figures blur considerably.

“I recall,” Jiang Ding said with a smile, “your Xuetu Hall does not give a chance to foundation building Golden Pill Cultivators with different surnames either, does it?”

“How can that be the same?” asked Mu Tiansnow, somewhat puzzled.

“They are all incapable ants that naturally should not have ambitions for the Golden Pill.

Even if they resist, they are simply put down with ease.”

“If Tiankuang Immortal does not have that ability, he should die,” she added.

“Then I wish the several senior brothers success and the restoration of bright and clear skies to Yue Country,” said Jiang Ding, unaffected.

“As a junior brother who is young and weak, if anything should go awry, I will seek revenge for you in the future.”

He could not be bothered to ask about the truth of this matter.

The Golden Pill cultivators were responsible for their own decisions; he did not need to consider it.

Cultivator Baimei’s face showed a strange expression, but he said nothing.

“Respected Qiyu Swordsman,” Mu Tiansnow smiled faintly.

“The Chiyan Fox King told me that King Kong Que, Golden Pill Zhou Kunlong, Fox King Bai Hua, Tushan Monster City’s hundreds of thousands of monsters, all these Golden Pill cultivators and monsters dying one by one, holding deep grudges and refusing to close their eyes in death, thus willingly submitting to Tiankuang Immortal to be exploited and harvested.”

“At first, the Chiyan Fox King and Brother Li thought it was us who acted, while we actually thought Brother Li had done it secretly.

After our exchange, it turned out that neither party was behind it.”

“Do you perhaps know a thing or two about this?”