Chapter 1060: Only by Not Fearing War Can There Be Peace

One could see that, after confirming that the interests of the slumbering cultivators had to be protected, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's emotions were no longer so agitated and had calmed somewhat.

"Still no good,"

"Jiang Ding, do we really have to bring in outsiders, prodigies from other races and other domains?"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun could not help but say: "Citizens have prodigies too, citizens can reproduce too. Give me a hundred years, give me enough policy support, and the sect can casually reproduce a population of a hundred billion."

"If you give me three hundred years, four hundred years, a trillion population, ten trillion population, all easy."

"Humans, among high-intelligence immortal-path beings, possess a rare powerful reproductive capacity. We really don't need to seek outside, we have enough talent, we can digest however many resources there are, we don't need outsiders."

He deeply disliked any living beings beyond citizens.

"Not enough."

"Not enough, senior."

Jiang Ding pointed at the Skeletal Blood Vine Demon Emperor Daughter flower vine in Dayang Dayang Tianchi, sighed, and said: "This woman is equivalent to the talent of a Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Dao Child, the last afterglow of a powerful domain-overlord civilization. In the future, a great many inheritances of the Skeletal Blood Vine Demon race will appear on her from her bloodline."

"The Skeletal Blood Vine Demon race has extremely brilliant and resplendent immortal-path scientific achievements in the Dao of Blood, in bone-material science, and in the Dao of Divine Soul."

"She has this kind of value — not merely a Dao Child-level being with good talent, but an entire immortal-path civilization!"

"With such value, what good is a trillion population?"

"This…"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun was left speechless.

"This same logic applies equally to prodigies from other races and other domains."

Jiang Ding said slowly: "For example, Dong Xue He Wang — on him there is the inheritance of the 'Blood Divine Scripture,' which likewise has considerable value. And that's with him coming from a weak sect. If we encounter a powerful sect from another domain and successfully assimilate it, its value would far exceed that of the Skeletal Blood Vine Demon's immortal-path civilization."

"Furthermore, for the individual prodigies from other domains, they possess astonishing wisdom and spirituality. Their wisdom, put to use by us, will in the end bear fruit that must far exceed the investment the sect makes in them."

"This is a trade where one capital yields ten thousand profits!"

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice.

"In absorbing these foreign-race prodigies, the sect will not lose money. There is prior assessment — those that would lose money simply won't be taken. For every prodigy from another domain we absorb, looking at the long term, the interests of the original sect's people will not be harmed at all; the interests of the sect's citizens will in fact increase."

"Because, although it looks like the people sharing the cake have grown more numerous, the newcomers bring a larger cake!"

"Because we only accept talent immigration, not ordinary immortal-path beings."

"The interests of the sect's citizens will not be harmed."

"Senior."

Jiang Ding said sincerely.

"The sea admits hundreds of rivers for its capacity to be great."

"A civilization that can reach the peak of the domains, a civilization that can give birth to True Immortals, must be one that admits hundreds of rivers and gathers strength from all sides. One that clings to its own ways is bound to be eliminated in the future."

"Risk, there certainly is, but we can overcome it."

He very much hoped to gain Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's support, so as to further push forward the implementation of the Dayang Soul Transformation Strategy, and lead the sect toward what he considered a more correct and more brilliant direction.

This time, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun thought for a very long time.

Several months passed.

In the end, he shook his head.

"I don't approve."

"Jiang Ding."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun shook his head firmly: "A society composed purely of citizens is the society in my ideal. Even if development is slow, I like it, I can accept it. I don't want to hypocritically call myself Dao-friend with foreign-race prodigies and prodigies from other domains, scheming and plotting against each other."

"I just want to eat big mouthfuls of meat, drink big mouthfuls of wine, and when I fight and brawl, go to jail."

"Things are fine as they are now, I don't want to change."

"…Is that so?"

Jiang Ding sighed softly and said nothing more.

He knew that he could not convince this teacher he greatly respected.

"Are you going into slumber soon?"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun changed the subject and asked.

"Yes."

"This is the necessary path for the growth of the Void Refinement space. If I try to tough it out, I might end up becoming an old man at the end of my lifespan, which would damage my youthful mindset and my innocent curiosity toward the immortal Dao."

Jiang Ding nodded.

"Then you'd best wake up once around a hundred years from now. We may need you."

"I'll call you then."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun said in a deep voice: "Roughly around that time, the sect may have a Void Refinement cultivator about to undergo Tribulation Crossing. You need to attend the ceremony with us, congratulate this newly born Void Refinement citizen, congratulate him on his great Dao achievement."

"If, things don't go smoothly,"

"We need you to guide the direction of the ultimate forbidden divine weapons, continuously correct the coordinates for us, so as to pull the sect back onto the correct path once more."

"Has the situation already become this serious?"

Jiang Ding's heart jolted.

"No."

"Just a precaution."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun waved his hand dismissively: "If someone wants to overturn the sect's order, then fight it out and be done with it — die if you die."

"Don't be afraid of anything."

"The more a person doesn't care about their life, the longer they live. On the contrary, those who are timid and shrink back, who appease and compromise, die the fastest."

"You act so weak, so cowar"

"dly — even if people originally had no ill intentions, they'll still come up with bad ideas. Bullying the weak is human instinct."

"In short, prepare according to the highest wartime alert standards."

The Mingri Canghai Tianjun gave detailed instructions, then left.

At this very moment, though no one spoke of it or showed it on their faces, every Canghai Tianjun and Master Dinghai Zhenjun knew that an invisible, oppressive cloud of civil war loomed over the heavens of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong, pressing upon every heart.

Jiang Ding meditated in place for several years, then opened his eyes and rose to head toward the realm passage.

Passing through a dark, lifeless starfield, meteorites streaked past as the Yinming Gale brushed against him; without realizing it, Jiang Ding had already gained the ability to walk among the stars.

When he arrived, eight shadowy figures were already waiting; upon seeing Jiang Ding, they instantly clustered together, watching him with sharp suspicion, their fur bristling.

Yet even so, despite their hard exterior, a palpable weakness and retreat betrayed them.

"Where is Yu Yu Qianzi?"

Jiang Ding swept his divine sense and understood the reason.

"She doesn't want to return. She wants to fight, to battle."

Ji Liuyue said, as kindly as she could: "Jiang Ding Zi, this is precisely the time for the Jiudaxian Sect to unite in sincerity. Isn't that right?"

After the Pre-Emperor battle, they knew that while their own power had surged, so too had the Great Sun Sword Son's.

Now, without Yu Yu Qianzi, they could not form the great array; their strength had dropped by more than a full tier, and their confidence wavered. Had they not known this place lay under the gaze of their sect's ancestral elder, they would already have considered fleeing.

"Yes,"

"we must unite in sincerity."

Jiang Ding gave a slight nod.

These Candidate Daozi were overthinking things.

He was a man of his word; he would not break the pact, let alone harm them—especially since many Di Zi of the Jiao Mo Emperor Clan and the Ancient Di Zi still lived.

The two sides stood far apart, facing off in silence.

Several days later, amid the chaotic, hazy glow of the realm passage's teleportation array, the nine Candidate Daozi vanished into the Jiao Jiao Mingyu.