Chapter 104

This is a small mountain more than forty kilometers away from Yuejing.

It is unknown what this mountain was called before; only since more than a hundred years ago, when the Gold Blade Sect became one of the six major sects of the Jianghu, has this mountain been called Gold Blade Mountain; its previous name had long been forgotten by people.

Forty kilometers away, Jiang Ding found a large tree and hid in its shade, leaving no trace; even the chirping of birds and insects remained as usual.

The image in the drone's perspective zoomed in rapidly.

Soon, a series of buildings from the foot of the mountain to the summit appeared before his eyes; blue bricks and green tiles, wooden and stone thatched huts were all present, almost like a small town; everyone here was related to the Gold Blade Sect.

At the very top of the mountain was an imposing Ancestor Hall, where incense smoke curled all year round.

From the summit to the mountainside were the living areas for various inner disciples and sect elders, as well as the Technique Transmission Hall, the Disciple Hall, the Scripture Library, and other buildings.

Jiang Ding drew the terrain map of this place one by one on his microcomputer.

An old man who did not hide his powerful life fluctuations at all appeared on a large rock at the summit, holding a giant gold blade; between every move and style, a golden blade light of a zhang long was revealed, the strong wind whipped, lifting fallen leaves more than ten meters away to scatter, and the momentum was terrifying.

Primordial martial artist, 'Gold Blade Old Ancestor' Wei Tu!

In the Jianghu, besides the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking, there are no Heaven or Earth rankings; people in the Jianghu only know that the Gold Blade Old Ancestor is very strong, stronger than ordinary Primordial mid-stage people, but they do not know his specific strength.

Besides the Primordial Gold Blade Old Ancestor, there were many internal qi martial artists below him; just the forty-plus people currently appearing in the drone's field of vision included seven who had reached internal qi perfection.

The internal qi perfection martial artist with the strongest aura was actually a youth, with a masculine physique and a wild, uninhibited temperament, carrying a giant blade similar to the Gold Blade Old Ancestor's on his back.

Seventh on the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking, 'Sea-Splitting Blade' Wei Xian.

It was also he who personally destroyed the Seven Profound Sect and snatched away the Seven Profound Sect's supreme treasure, the Heaven-Sound Stone.

Besides this, there were strict guards up and down the mountain gate, with secret sentries everywhere, even extending to the vicinity of the Yuejing city gate; once a large army was mobilized, the mountain gate would know immediately.

"This kind of strength, mediocre, it's just that there are more people..."

Jiang Ding took a light breath, and a bit of killing intent permeated.

"I might need a little plan..."

"No!"

His gaze froze, and he looked beside the Ancestor Hall at the summit.

A black-robed figure.

Although the vision could see it, the drone's thermal sensor could not detect it and did not mark it; besides him, Gold Blade Sect elders came and went from time to time, and none of them discovered the black-robed person who was close at hand.

"Very familiar... Damn it!"

Jiang Ding's expression changed:

"Aren't you the person who went to the Marquis's Mansion? A suspected existence at the peak of Qi Refining?!"

The black-robed person sat cross-legged beside the Ancestor Hall, with a blood pool of several zhang in radius in front of him; blood waves rose and fell, and a blood blade the size of an arm floated in it.

He opened his eyes from time to time, cast spells, and threw in several blood masses collected from unknown places, making the color of the blood waves in the blood pool even thicker.

Sometimes, he would extract a piece of ore from the Gold Blade Sect's warehouse and throw it in.

The blood pool seemed to possess strong corrosiveness; within a few breaths, it melted the ore, most of which was discarded, leaving only the most essential part to melt into the arm-sized blood blade embryo.

No matter how astonishing the momentum of the blood pool was, the Gold Blade Sect people never looked here once, and even ignored the fact that the warehouse was missing ore or medicinal materials.

Jiang Ding's brows furrowed deeply.

"If only I could get a tank and a classmate."

His face was uncertain: "My anti-material sniper rifle could also kill him; bullets blessed with spell-breaking and concealment spells would not be detected by him."

"The only problem is that it is the school's wealth and cannot be brought back by me."

"Could it be that I have to enter in the school's outdoor training field? I would definitely be discovered by teachers and classmates; there are no bullets in the cultivation room."

"Let's not think about these for now."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and searched again and again on the drone's screen, but still did not find the trace of the Heaven-Sound Stone.

According to information gathered from Gong Caiyu and well-informed people in the East Spirit Mansion, the Heaven-Sound Stone is one zhang high and wide, extremely hard; at that time, the Sea-Splitting Blade Wei Xian used several carriages spliced together, pulled by exotic treasure horses, and used internal qi martial artists as drivers to barely move it away.

The Heaven-Sound Stone has the ability to help people perceive martial arts; the possible locations are just a few: the Ancestor Hall, the warehouse, the Scripture Library, the Technique Transmission Hall, and the residences of important figures.

If none of them...

A flash of ferocity appeared in Jiang Ding's eyes.

"Wait until I reach the Qi Refining Realm; even if I have to open a tank, I will search the entire Yue Kingdom at all costs!"

"If it's still not there, while ensuring my own safety, I will summon the Immortal Sect's main force to destroy all immortal cultivation sects in the nearby region, break open all the storage bags I can find, and I must obtain my Taiqing Divine Iron!"

Of course, there are still technical problems now.

The rusty sword tip can only bring him alone in and out of the other world; he once took a hamster for an experiment, and it died when it arrived here; he can only bring living things from the other world back to the Immortal Sect.

The Immortal Sect... should not be able to solve it, because the Immortal Sect's technology has not yet reached the point of shuttling between two worlds in a single thought.

Exposing oneself for no reason, arousing the desires of high-tier immortal cultivators, yet being unable to satisfy them, is an extremely dangerous thing.

Although under the ubiquitous supervision of the Central Array Spirit Computer, even Soul Transformation cultivators cannot act recklessly, they can openly send him to the most dangerous battlefield to force him to obtain what they want.

If it still cannot be obtained, he would rather obtain a corpse that can be studied.

Do not overestimate human nature in the face of huge interests.

In history, large-scale civil wars triggered by high-tier immortal cultivators of the Immortal Sect have occurred many times.

Leaving a drone to monitor Gold Blade Mountain at all times.

Jiang Ding flashed his footsteps, put on a middle-aged man's disguise mask with a dull expression, changed his clothes into an inconspicuous, dusty look, and walked into Yuejing.

The sword, naturally, could not be put away.

Without the sword, his combat power would drop by fifty percent; he just dyed the sword sheath gray.

He observed the city-guarding soldiers as usual; their spirit and energy were still decent, not as sloppy as the soldiers in the Chi Zhong Mansion, and their discipline was not as strong as the Eastern Marquis's soldiers, but it was still acceptable.

After inquiring slightly, he walked toward the direction of the Heavenly Mystery Tower.

The Heavenly Mystery Tower, one of its main businesses is intelligence trading, which also exists in the East Spirit Mansion, but he was very wary of this mysterious organization before and did not want to have much contact.

Walking along the street.

The capital of a country is naturally very prosperous; four or five-story wooden buildings can be seen everywhere along the street, and the spirit and energy of the people coming and going are different; the proportion of martial artists is also quite high; from time to time, one can see an internal qi martial artist, and as for body-refining martial artists who have practiced a few rough techniques, they are simply everywhere.

The elites of a country gather here.

If a majestic leader could emerge, integrate the interests of all parties, and raise a banner here, perhaps they could recruit one hundred thousand elite soldiers in an instant and sweep across all directions.

Not long after, a sixteen-story tower, standing out from the crowd, appeared before his eyes; it could be seen from a great distance.

An attendant posted a new issue of the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking, attracting a large number of Jianghu people to watch.

The main building of the Heavenly Mystery Tower is different from other places; the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking is updated every seven days, simply fearing that the world will not be in chaos, afraid that the fame-and-profit-loving Jianghu people will not fight.

Jiang Ding glanced at it; it seemed his ranking had improved because he defeated 'Ten-Flower Sword Immortal' Wan Qianyu and rose to second place, but he didn't care and walked straight into the building.

"Does the guest want intelligence on techniques, forces, divine weapons, personal information, or the recently popular secret cave inheritance of the Seven Profound Master?"

As soon as he entered the door, a beautiful attendant greeted him with a smile.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding was slightly surprised; he didn't expect the Heavenly Mystery Tower to divide intelligence so meticulously.

"Force intelligence."

"Please go to the seventh floor."

The attendant's eyes brightened, and she led the way.

Passing through one room after another, climbing six flights of stairs, the rooms along the way were tightly closed, adopting a special design, and no sound could be heard.

The attendant stopped at Room Yi-3 and led Jiang Ding inside.

(End of chapter)