Chapter 1455: Great Sun, Please Do Not Influence the Path of the Immortal Gate

Even though the front-line battle situation was urgent, the Central Array Spirit Computer still diverted a portion of its divine-soul computing power, descending through the Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie upload channel to the Ninth Front Army, to conduct a detailed and comprehensive screening physical examination of the newly promoted front army commander, ensuring the rear of the Xianmen was free of worries.

Bit by bit, a careful scan.

"Magic power normal,"

"Dharma body normal,"

"Meridians normal… dantian normal…"

Before Jiang Ding, rows upon rows of data refreshed—a massive volume of data, enough to make a Refinement Void cultivator dizzy. His dharma body and magic power structural data volume was super-grade, far exceeding the limits of ordinary Refinement Void cultivators.

"Divine soul, seventeen points unknown."

In the end, the Central Array Spirit Computer reported.

"Seventeen points unknown…"

Jiang Ding clicked open the last line of the data report; on it, seventeen points were relatively hazy and blurred.

In fact, this was normal.

In the past, such points often appeared in his divine soul as well. A sword cultivator's sword soul held far too many unknowns for the Xianmen and the Central Array Spirit Computer, impossible to fully comprehend—especially one approaching the Dao Child of the upper realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong.

Although he was still very weak and had not fully grown, he carried upon himself a portion of the crystallized wisdom of the immortal Dao from the Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Immortal Sect, representing the pinnacle of immortal Dao wisdom across a great cluster of thousand worlds.

Even though the Xianmen was founded upon immortal Dao research, before such super-grade immortal Dao wisdom, it was still difficult to fully analyze.

"Normal."

"Is everything normal?"

Jiang Ding murmured thoughtfully.

All physical examinations ended here; everything was qualified.

But for some reason, Jiang Ding asked another question: "Please test again—am I currently in reality, and not still within the Xin Mo Huan Jing?"

"Testing…"

The Central Array Spirit Computer immediately executed the Xianmen participant-politician's request.

After a moment, a response appeared.

"Deputy Commander, it is confirmed that you are in the real world; the Heart Demon heavenly tribulation has already ended."

"The evidence is as follows,"

The Central Array Spirit Computer said: "First, the mother universe's universal constants test conforms; second, the immortal Dao universe's spiritual energy particle constants test conforms to results; third, a Dao Merging-level heavenly tribulation cannot distort the divine-soul consciousness of a youth-stage sword-soul sword cultivator."

"Synthesizing the above, logical judgment: you are not within a Heart Demon heavenly tribulation."

"Is that so…"

Jiang Ding set his mind at ease.

He ended the final testing process, flew down from the sky, and amid cheers that shook the starry sky, landed among the many officers and soldiers of the Ninth Front Army.

"Congratulations, Deputy Commander, on your advancement to Refinement Void, extending your lifespan by thirty thousand years!"

Hun-

dreds of millions of citizens congratulated in unison.

"Hahaha!"

"Thank you, everyone. This is all thanks to the protection of the immortal sages from past generations of the Immortal Sect."

Jiang Ding laughed heartily, raised his hand, and sent red packets to every cultivator in the entire army—stuffing in over ten billion low-grade spirit stones in total, letting everyone have some fun and celebrate.

The Ninth Front Army immediately held a celebration, using this as an excuse for everyone to gather for a meal and relax.

Of course, no matter when, the army maintained strict vigilance; the realm passageways were always tightly controlled, not relaxed in the slightest.

An army is like a spring—when tension and relaxation are balanced, it cannot remain taut forever; rotation and rest are also necessary.

"Fellow Daoists,"

"Refinement Void is the process of condensing a world domain, birthing rules…"

Amid the playful celebration, Jiang Ding raised a cup of fruit juice, casually found a spot, and spoke at length, sharing his experience of advancing to Refinement Void with the Xianmen's Soul Transformation cultivators.

This was an old tradition of the Xianmen.

Huateng Canghai Tianjun, Huobao Three Canghai Tianjun, Jin Lingfeng Canghai Tianjun and others listened with rapt attention, unwilling to miss a single thread.

They were now also on the verge of advancing to Refinement Void; the once seemingly unreachable Da Di Jing and Refinement Void realms could now be touched.

As long as the Xianmen achieved a great victory in the realm war, each of them would have hope on the great Dao, and the difficulty of obtaining a Refinement Void opportunity would drop enormously.

"…The heavenly tribulation is a very good external force, a tremendous aid to the birth of rules, we…"

Jiang Ding's divine sense split into tens of thousands, with a tailored teaching method for each Soul Transformation cultivator; years of experience as a professor at Qingfeng University had given him rich teaching experience.

In the gaps between his Dao lecture, for some reason, Jiang Ding's gaze fell upon An Siyan and Jin Jin Lingfeng.

These two childhood old friends, classmates, comrades, intimate companions—past existences as plain as water, like family.

Yet today, something else had sprouted.

Jiang Ding saw that they carried upon them a certain dreaminess, a certain hazy aura, giving rise to some longing, a sweet and beautiful feeling.

Even, at this moment, the figure of Taiyin Yu Yu Qianzi appeared in his heart.

All the same dreaminess, haziness.

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"Why?"

"What is happening to me?"

Jiang Ding was puzzled and murmured: "Could it be that after advancing to Refinement Void, my desire to reproduce has grown stronger?"

"The instinct of genetic continuation, or what?"

"But, I'm clearly still just a baby."

"A future true immortal, still only in an embryonic state now, shouldn't be thinking about these things—let alone that I will be able to live forever and never die in the future; this is inevitable, whoever says it's not me

"... I'll just beat him to death... Reproducing, passing on genes, holds no value whatsoever to me."

"Also, I feel like I've forgotten something..."

The various thoughts in Jiang Ding's heart did not affect anything; he continued to lecture in an orderly manner and attend the celebration banquet.

After this, Jiang Ding's life returned to peace once more.

Each day, he sat in the realm passage, cultivating, refining his flying sword, developing entirely new Dao Merging-tier sword arts, developing entirely new star-class warships; his days were full and complete.

Several years later, after he had rested a bit, the Immortal Gate military conference was convened once again.

The Immortal Gate's Nine Great Councillors from different realms gathered together again to discuss the Immortal Gate's next strategy.

"Congratulations, Great Sun."

Yuan was the first to offer congratulations, sighing: "Many years ago, you were still just a child; the first time I saw you, you were still in university, not even a hundred years old."

"Who would have thought, now you're already a cultivator of the same rank."

"Time, truly a magnificent thing."

"Thank you, Senior Yuan."

Jiang Ding rose to express his thanks.

"Congratulations!"

"Great Sun, Great Sun Sword Master, Jiang Ding, don't follow Zou Zou Xiyuan's old path..."

"Haha, who would have thought, within the Immortal Gate, a being with terrifyingly powerful single-target combat ability is actually about to be born. Great Sun, take it easy normally, and pay attention to your influence on the Immortal Gate's citizen politics..."

Divine Mechanism True Honored One, Ten Thousand Mechanisms True Honored One, Vast Sea True Honored One, and others all offered congratulations, sincerely reminding him to pay attention to many matters.

The Immortal Gate having the current situation was truly not easy.

Citizens must not cause internal chaos, tear down their own walls, letting the great situation created by the sacrifices of countless forebears, who fought and killed one after another, be lost.

If such a thing truly happened, that would be too great a pity.

"Yes, yes."

"Seniors, I understand everything, please rest assured."

The Great Sun Sword Master had now become a good boy, a yes-man, repeatedly assuring and promising.