Chapter 1447: Little Friend Jiang

Yu Yu Qianzi was doing something — trying to threaten Jiang Ding Zi, forcing him to open the Ancient God Domain passage.

"Are you going to disregard the bond of the Nine Spirit Domain…"

Jiang Ding gave a wry smile: "Tell me, how many times have Senior Tianji and the others betrayed the pact now?"

"Absolutely no credibility at all!"

"Shame on you for calling yourselves a Xianzong — despicable and shameless to the extreme."

"Can't you keep your word like the Immortal Sects do?"

He sighed.

"And you still have the nerve to say that?"

"Hmph!"

Yu Yu Qianzi's face showed contempt: "All of this was your deliberate design — you exploited the inner demons and nightmares of so many seniors over tens of thousands of years, grievously wounding them. Otherwise, today would never have come to this."

"No matter what, betraying the pact is betraying the pact."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

Yu Yu Qianzi fell silent for a moment.

In truth, she was not a qualified diplomatic envoy at all, and she didn't know why Qingmuxian Sect had sent her to handle this matter.

"In any case, I've delivered the seniors' message."

"Whatever the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect chooses is none of my business — up to you."

Yu Yu Qianzi thought it over; she couldn't be bothered to persuade anyone. She lifted her sword and left, no longer paying attention to the people here.

She had plenty of matters to attend to — meeting with the nine chief administrators of the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect, returning to the Tian Yuan Domain, Jiao Jiao Mingyu, and the ancestral Nine Spirit Domain to pay respects to the ancestors and handle the many affairs within the sect.

"Wait,"

Jiang Ding called out to her.

"What is it? Little friend."

Yu Yu Qianzi replied instinctively.

She herself was startled for a moment, then smiled, gazing down with a slightly condescending look at the Soul Transformation junior before her.

"Little friend?"

Jiang Ding's face darkened.

"A mere Soul Transformation cultivator, hmph!"

Yu Yu Qianzi was supremely haughty, lifting her chin slightly to reveal her smooth, fair jaw.

"Forget it,"

"This is for you — the championship commemorative gift from the Immortal Dao Alliance's five-thousand-year celebration. They couldn't find you, so they asked me to deliver it."

Jiang Ding waved his hand dismissively.

He tossed over a palm-sized, azure-gold sword-shaped trophy, forged entirely from No. 21 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin — because this edition of the celebration was sponsored and titled by the Sword Dao Hall Group.

"Championship commemorative gift?"

Yu Yu Qianzi was stunned.

She searched her sea of consciousness for a long while before recalling that back in university, she had been the champion of a certain edition of the Immortal Sect's popular online game "Immortal Dao Alliance," under the game name "FishFishFishFish."

"Many thanks."

Yu Yu Qianzi tucked it away, nodded, turned, and left.

After flying a short distance, she turned back.

Around.

"Goodbye,"

"Little friend Jiang."

Yu Yu Qianzi waved her hand.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed with menace.

Whoosh!

But before Jiang Ding could say anything more, the distant girl in the moon-white immortal skirt vanished in a flash with a whoosh, leaving the area far behind and never to be seen again.

……

Time drifted on, slowly passing.

Jiang Ding's life was very peaceful and regular — cultivating and polishing his magic power and divine sense, while holding down the Ancient God Domain passage, splitting off part of his divine sense threads to research sword techniques, star-class warships, and the Immortal Sect's many scientific projects.

Warfare and Immortal Dao scientific research were things the Immortal Sect pursued from start to finish.

Even when the inter-domain war was in full swing, they still set aside part of their energy to handle these matters, periodically scheduling fixed times to hold a symposium via ultra-long-range transmission to discuss the Immortal Dao scientific progress over the years — each gaining something, never pausing their steps.

At the Ancient God Domain passage, they did not encounter any Dao-Unification-tier enemies again.

Just like that, in this peaceful life, another two hundred-plus years passed before they knew it. An entire batch of Foundation Establishment soldiers in the Ninth Front Army had been rotated out, replaced by yet another batch of completely unfamiliar civilian faces arriving to fulfill their civic military duty.

Generation after generation, endlessly repeating.

On this day, a certain cultivation that had been persevered in for thousands of years slowly came to a halt.

"Finally…"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes; a flash of divine light vanished in an instant, and a trace of world-weariness actually appeared in his gaze.

He knew this was because he had stayed in Hua Shen Qi too long — the years had left many marks on his divine soul. Only by advancing again could he sweep these away, once more walking the Immortal Dao with a Dao-heart as pure as a newborn's.

"Finally, I've reached my limit."

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

On his body, a flawless, perfect aura emerged, cycling endlessly.

But he knew this was not the true limit, not true perfection. The Dao Children of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong could do better than him, and the legendary True Immortal's children, the pure-blooded dragons and phoenixes, could do far better than him at the Soul Transformation stage.

Yet, this was already his limit.

"Let it be, then."

"No one can be perfect forever, without regrets."

Jiang Ding severed the regret in his heart with his sword heart: "The Dao Children of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong, the Heavenly Sword Sword Child, the Solar Sword Child, and the Lunar Sword Child must have felt the same unwillingness and regret as me at the peak of Soul Transformation, right?"

"Having failed to forge the foundation of an Immortal-grade Order, the foundation for becoming an Immortal."

It was only the Soul Transformation stage.

Being weaker than the Dao Children of the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong at this stage did not mean falling behind them forever, as long as

he had reached the limit of his own ability and background, there would still be chances in the future.

"Tribulation Crossing may take a hundred years, and cannot be terminated."

"I wonder how the battle situation at the Immortal Sect is…"

Jiang Ding took out the frontline intelligence.

For him and many Dao Children, the Void Refinement Lei Gao Jie often took only an instant; such a short time was enough, and there was no need to be as cautious as ordinary cultivators.

Then why did almost all Dao Children spend a long time crossing their tribulation?

Because the universe is conserved.

Many Dao Children ascended directly to the peak of the early stage, about to step into the mid-stage realm, completely different from cultivators who barely stepped into the Void Refinement stage—a chasm of difference.

Where did the magic power difference between them come from?

It came from gathering massive amounts of heaven and earth's spiritual Qi and the essence of sun and moon during the heavenly tribulation preparation, refined with the power of heaven and earth!

For Dao Children, the heavenly tribulation was a cultivation process, a tremendous opportunity.

If a Dao Child crossed the heavenly tribulation in an instant, that was indeed no problem, but a great opportunity would be missed.

Therefore, as long as conditions allowed, a Dao Child's heavenly tribulation would often take a very long time, accumulating capital for themselves after advancement as much as possible, saving thousands of years of cultivation time, and the foundation would be more stable, with higher quality magic power and divine sense.

Before crossing the tribulation, Jiang Ding had to first assess the situation the Immortal Sect faced, because once the tribulation began, he would lose the ability to support the frontline battlefield.

Jiang Ding opened the Immortal Sect's military internal reference.

"The three domains of the Dark Nether Black Sky Crane clan have all been captured by the Immortal Sect."

"The Immortal Sect's territory has expanded several times over, and there is a huge shortage of administrative personnel at all levels, so the control over each Minor Thousand Worlds is very rough. This situation may take several hundred years to improve…"

"True Venerable Zhenjun Shenji suggests that the Immortal Sect's citizen population should be further increased; one hundred trillion citizens is far from enough to suppress the multi-domain territories… The Mars Immortal Dao Industrial Zone may be further built and upgraded, converted into a Mars residential zone…"