Chapter 1322: Forging Heaven and Earth Divine Metal Above Harmonization Through the Lifelong Path of a Sword Soul Sword Cultivator

"These materials have a total value of fifteen portions of Refining Void battle merit, and three million supreme-grade spirit stones."

"The sword-forging process will last one hundred years."

Jiang Ding did the math, the corner of his mouth twitching.

This meant that one hundred years of his cultivation would consume the entire fortune of a single True Venerable of the Mire!

If he didn't count Harmonization battle merit, his entire current fortune could support at most three sessions of cultivation, after which he would be utterly bankrupt.

Still, could this be called a waste?

This was the forging of Heaven and Earth Divine Metal above Harmonization!

Spending a little Refining Void material, a great deal of fourth and fifth-tier material — what of it?

This was already extremely economical; the exquisite inheritance from a Jiang Jiang Jinxian-level faction had pushed resource utilization in every aspect to the limit, with not the slightest waste.

In fact, during this process, the greatest investment was not these Refining Void materials and the few million supreme-grade spirit stones.

The greatest investment was the Sword Soul Sword Cultivator himself!

The Sword Soul Sword Cultivator of the Boundary Domain Sword Dao — a lifetime of magic power, divine sense, heart's blood, sword intent, the sword cultivator's battles and slaughter, the sword soul sword cultivator's lifelong ambition and path.

This was the key to forging Heaven and Earth Divine Metal above Harmonization.

Without the Sword Soul Sword Cultivator, even if you multiplied these materials by ten, by a hundred, you could never touch the threshold of Heaven and Earth Divine Metal above Harmonization — this was a heaven-shaking qualitative change.

In the Cultivation World, the gap between upper and lower tiers could truly be called the difference between heaven and earth, and the higher the realm, the greater the gap; quantity could not make up for quality.

"A thousand gold spent will return again, when the cart reaches the mountain there will always be a road…"

"Going broke has its own way of living; a man can't let himself be suffocated by his own piss."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

In the few breaths while his thoughts flowed, the body of the Taiqing Flying Sword, bathed in endless solar radiance, had already turned a searing white like light; within, three Solar Divine Prohibitions shone brilliantly, rotating like stars, with countless runes flowing along their stellar orbits — magnificent beyond compare.

"Quick!"

Jiang Ding struck down a spell.

Solar Fire Refining Stone, Number One Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin, Yin-Yang Fire Jade, Lava Iron, and other sixth-tier heavenly materials and earthly treasures flew toward the center of the radiance like swallows diving into the forest.

During this process, these heavenly materials and earthly treasures gradually dissolved; the Materialist Solar Sword Soul controlled everything, removing all impurities, further refining the materials, making them purer, their quality further elevated.

In the sky, nearly a million kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures rotated.

From time to time, some branch-, ore-, or beast-bone-shaped heavenly materials and earthly treasures would fall, dropping into the central solar furnace, mixing with certain already-refined sixth-tier materials — often tens of thousands of kinds of materials secretly smelted together in a specific order; the Materialist Solar Sword Soul would periodically apply fire refining, ice quenching, sublimation, and other weapon-forging treatments to them — extremely complex.

"This seems so familiar—"

"—as if I've seen it before,"

"This… is just like a super-large cutting-edge composite-material reactor…"

Jiang Ding's mind trembled during the process of refining the flying sword.

The Badaxian Sect of the Nine Spirit Domain was nothing special; truly coming into contact with the inheritance of an Upper Realm Xianzong, all of this gave him a feeling of reverence and worship before the pinnacle achievements of science.

Although the Upper Realm Xianzong did not call their own immortal Dao "science."

The names differed, but the principles within were consistent.

"The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm… I should hold it in greater respect…"

"These are all predecessors, great sages of the immortal Dao… but yours truly also has a claim to the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, you know… which is to say, I can consider setting right the wrong path they took."

"If my sword is sharp enough, even if they were to revive, they would agree with this view."

Jiang Ding sighed in admiration.

His Materialist Solar Sword Soul monitored all directions, dividing its attention by tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, simultaneously handling the forging work of multiple materials — everything appeared orderly and unhurried, effortless.

All of this seemed closely connected to the first realm of Sword Dao, 'Sword Light Differentiation,' a capability that had been tempered.

This was the convenience of an orderly inheritance.

Besides, years of participating in immortal Dao scientific research, the forging and development of new materials, and similar work had likewise tempered Jiang Ding's capability in this area, greatly benefiting his cultivation of the《Solar Sword Sacrifice Art》.

This step-by-step sword-forging continued, unaware, for several years.

Nearly a million kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, mixed with several dozen kinds of Refining Void-tier heavenly materials and earthly treasures, with the aid of a quasi-seventh-tier grand formation, underwent complex smelting to form a thin layer of dark-gold film, coating the searing-white three-foot Taiqing Flying Sword.

Within the dark-gold film, countless runes were born and perished; rule-prohibition runes inscribed themselves into the sword body one after another, and the refining speed compared to before was simply a five-fold, six-fold, even ten-fold level of improvement!

Not only speed.

As the rule-prohibition runes were born, the material of the Taiqing Flying Sword was also undergoing a slow yet essential, tremendous change, beginning to transcend the limit of the sixth-tier inherited divine metal Taiqing Divine Iron, advancing toward another tier.

This fierce and essential change rapidly affected Jiang Ding, the sword's master.

"Pain…"

Jiang Ding's divine soul twisted in agony.

Flying sword and person were one!

As the Taiqing Flying Sword underwent qualitative change, his divine soul was also undergoing subtle qualitative change — the divine soul was as if thrown into a blender, brutally smashed apart, then refined and reassembled, with no regard whatsoever for the fragility of the divine soul.

Jiang Ding was like a piece of steel being folded over and over, constantly on the brink of fracture and shattering.

Even more terrifying was that, during this slow yet violent qualitative change of the divine soul, some of his divine soul particles underwent qualitative change while the vast majority of divine soul particles remained in their original

state.

This triggered enormous conflict, disharmony; the sword soul was no longer perfect and flawless, and countless loopholes instantly appeared.

Amidst all these various loopholes, and the terrible agony, Jiang Ding was instantly beset by a forest of inner demons.

All manner of illusions appeared before his eyes; the killing intent raged like a sea, like a tide, as if he wanted to slaughter the world, kill all living beings under heaven, and finally take his own life, ending it all, no longer any pain.

This searing heat, these countless illusions, this agony — it was enough to drive one mad!

At this moment, a person surfaced in Jiang Ding's heart.

She was a maiden in a moon-white immortal skirt, a long sword at her waist, dancing with the sword beneath the moon — magnificent beyond compare, radiating a fatal attraction, like a pool of clear spring water, a single drink dissolving a thousand sorrows.

The Taiyin Sword Child!

"She is now in Qingmuxian Sect of the Nine Spirit Realm. If we use the teleportation array, we can reach her in as little as a few days..."

Jiang Ding murmured.

He instinctively knew where the Taiyin Sword Child was. At this moment, his instinctive sense was greatly amplified, even producing a kind of karmic-sensing connection.

"However,"

"These are nothing more than this."

The manic agony on Jiang Ding's face gradually receded, sinking into the lake of his heart, no longer showing on the outside. His gaze was ice-cold: "A precious sword's edge is forged through grinding; the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

"Balance, the harmony of yin and yang — this is not the path of sword-grinding."

"A mere qi deviation, a disorder of solitary yang — five thousand years ago, this sovereign had already begun to adapt. It is nothing more than this, like a gentle breeze brushing the face..."

In Jiang Ding's heart, the beautiful maiden in the moon-white immortal skirt instantly crumbled, and in her place appeared a burly sword cultivator of Lei Ting.

This sword cultivator possessed boundless charisma, making one yearn.

"Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, a transmission disciple of a near-immortal-grade faction."

"You need a peer-level powerhouse to grind your sword, so I'll give you one."

"Don't disappoint me. If you're too weak, I'll go find the Heavenly Sword Child, the Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Children, to chat..."