Chapter 1286: Three Thousand Years Later, Coming to the Northern Plains Once More

Jiang Ding stayed in the Xianmen Deputy Administrator's office for several months, exchanging much with Senior Jin Liu's true body on matters of cultivation, Immortal Dao scientific research, and Immortal Dao economics, gaining a great deal.

Afterwards, he bid farewell to Senior Jin Liu and stopped troubling his work.

Stepping out of the Xianmen center, Jiang Ding felt a weight lift in his heart.

"No more official duties, I can go wherever I want…"

Jiang Ding let out a soft breath.

For the time being, he did not wish to enter the military, if the war was not urgent.

Usually, he much preferred being in the great academy campus, or in the Xianmen Sword Dao Science Academy, overseeing the research and development of various Immortal Dao technologies, the creation of sword arts and Gong Fa, the deduction and analysis of the Six Dao Order, as well as cultivating and refining flying swords.

Of course, in the past few hundred years, he liked staying at home the most, even maintaining the routine of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, eating once every month.

Jiang Ding stepped out and had already returned home.

Bang!

Streams of fireworks and ribbons burst open, scattering throughout the entire room.

"Happy resignation!"

"Welcome home!"

Lin Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan held party poppers, cheering in welcome.

The two were now Jin Dan Chu Qi cultivators, naturally granted a lifespan of six hundred years, their strength far surpassing the past, the entire person's vitality and spirit completely different.

Behind the two, there were two more women.

Siyan Canghai Tianjun and Jin Lingfeng Canghai Tianjun, they had specially rushed back from the Nine Spirit Realm.

"Welcome home."

An Siyan adjusted her black-framed glasses and said with a smile.

"Hello, everyone."

"It's been so long…"

A few complicated emotions welled up in Jiang Ding's heart.

This was clearly not the truth; in the Nine Spirit Realm, Jiang Ding's avatar had frequent interactions and cooperation with these two Canghai Tianjun, it was not separated by a thousand years.

But for the true body, it seemed to be the first meeting in a thousand years.

"Jiang Ding,"

"We have also applied for transfer to work at the home star."

Jin Jin Lingfeng spoke first: "The cultivation environment on the home star side is actually already overflowing for Hua Shen Qi cultivators, not much different from the Nine Spirit Realm, and key research involving law-breaking, law-destroying, forbidden nuclear weapons and the like must be conducted at the home star to obtain the best experimental conditions."

All of this was fact.

However, the cultivation environment of the home star still could not compare to the Nine Spirit Realm, for all cultivators alike, whether Qi Refining stage or Hua Shen Qi.

Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie had more 'Dao Essence', being within it, comprehending the Dao, cultivating, and Break Through Realm were all easier, this was the most important reason why Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie produced talents in abundance.

"That's pretty good…"

Jiang Ding, somehow, was a bit at a loss for words.

I'm still just a baby…

This Canghai Tianjun will forever be a youth, forever, forever… no one can change that, until reaching True Immortal it will still be so…

"Come, let's eat, it's almost getting cold."

"Stop standing there, you all."

Lin Lin Wanqiu timely interjected, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere, leading the few toward the dining table.

After dinner, the family was happy and harmonious, strolling, chatting, no different from the most ordinary Xianmen citizens; when night approached and it was time to rest, only then did An Siyan and the other reluctantly bid farewell, and made an appointment with Lin Lin Wanqiu to eat together next month.

Jiang Ding stayed at home for several years, cultivating, and traveling around with his family, sightseeing and the like.

Then, as countless times in the past, he vanished in his own room.

……Northern Plains, Liu Dao Sect, Black Demon Palace.

After being away for several thousand years, this palace once again welcomed its sovereign, a youth in blue robes with his hand on the sword hilt, sitting quietly on the black jade Wang Zuo.

The him at this moment was vastly different from the him at home, or in the Xianmen.

More indifferent, more calm.

Although there was no pressure, it involuntarily made people's hearts tremble with fear, completely the appearance of a sovereign of an Immortal Dao faction, no longer so mild.

"How many years has it been since I came to the Northern Plains?"

"About three thousand years."

Jiang Ding Zi murmured.

This period of time, for him who possessed a lifespan of twenty thousand years, was not short either; during this time the Xianmen experienced the war of attacking Jiao Jiao Mingyu, and the Jiudaxian Sect civil war, lasting several thousand years.

The Xianmen's territory had also expanded nearly tenfold, the living space of Xianmen citizens increasing unprecedentedly.

"Let me see what changes have occurred in this Cultivation World over these three thousand years."

"Who needs to be killed, who needs to be purged…"

With the increase of years passed, many things in Jiang Ding's view had become very boring, no longer novel like several thousand years ago, no longer emphasizing a sense of ceremony.

Jiang Ding's divine soul connected to Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting's administrative heavy artifact, the Ten Thousand Li Beacon Tower, beginning to receive the governmental data of these three thousand years.

The taxes of Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting over these three thousand years, the promotions and demotions of officials at all levels, the realm breakthroughs and deaths of cultivators at all levels, the newborn cultivator population, the deceased cultivator population, the increase and decrease of taxes that year… and so on.

The accumulated governmental data over three thousand years was still quite terrifying in volume.

However, for Jiang Ding who already possessed Void Refinement computing power, it was not too difficult, merely the governmental affairs of a Minor Thousand Worlds; for him who had handled the Xianmen home star governmental affairs, it was easy and relaxed.

Over the course of several months, he sorted through all these matters.

"Not bad at all, unexpectedly."

"These fellows actually didn't

"Acting like a demon, aren't you a lawless rogue?"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Based on his past experience, once his supervision was lacking, the corruption and administrative efficiency of Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting would plummet sharply, with Hei Hei Louxi and Mu Mu Tianxue leading the charge.

No major offenses, but minor mistakes never ceased, skirting the edges of the law to seize the greatest benefits — that was their true nature.

However, this time such things had not happened. There was corruption, but it remained within normal bounds.

"Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting's tax revenue is normal, averaging over sixty billion low-grade spirit stones per year. Accumulated over three thousand years, there is a wealth of one million eight hundred thousand supreme-grade spirit stones, along with six shares of Great Sun Wumu gold ore, which can be used to refine No. 1 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin for my sacrificial refinement of flying swords — enough for six refinements."

"Not bad at all, all quite decent for me."

Jiang Ding said with satisfaction.

His divine sense swept out, and sure enough, he saw twelve maidservants at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage currently on duty outside the Black Demon Palace. They had already been replaced for over a dozen generations — an unimaginably long span of time even for peak Nascent Soul cultivators — and they had been guarding this silent palace all along.

And the last time, three thousand years ago, when he had awakened, those twelve maidservants had long since vanished into the river of time, never to be seen again.

"The heartlessness of time…"

Jiang Ding fell somewhat silent.

He suddenly lost the inclination to summon these twelve maidservants.

In a few hundred years, they would die. He truly did not wish to invest even a sliver of emotion, lest they vanish in the blink of an eye, adding to his sorrow and melancholy.

Jiang Ding rose and flew toward the sky above Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, intending to take a good look at this land — a place he had first come to in his childhood, one that held great significance in his life.

At the same time, a message was sent out, and every Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun in the world awoke from closed-door cultivation, faces alight with excitement, rushing toward this place.

To this day, only on these Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun could one find some traces of the old days.

Among all the other people, among the hundreds of millions of living beings in the entire world, not a single acquaintance could be found — not a familiar creature, not even a single enemy left.

(End of chapter)