Chapter 1496: Great Sun Sword Cultivators Abound

This political work cadre girl is the most precious treasure.

In fact, if we speak of combat power or geniuses, Jiang Ding lacks nothing.

Within the realm, over tens of thousands of years, geniuses and outstanding figures emerge endlessly; finding a Dao-body cultivator in the Upper Realm is no difficulty. Their lack of loyalty matters not; the Great Sun Sword Master can make them loyal forever.

For a Great Sun Sword Master who has grown to a certain limit, geniuses and strong ones are not scarce; political work talent is what matters most to him, as they can provide a continuous stream of logistical support for his cultivation, sword refining, and other vast, mountain-like and sea-like expenditures.

Of course, a mere Soul Transformation cultivator cannot rule the future Great Sun Central Authority, regardless of their administrative ability.

"Walk with me."

"Let us go see today's Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting Maid Corps, the Great Sun Longsword Capital, and the Hun Yuan Fa Tian Capital."

Jiang Ding stood up and walked out of the Black Demon Palace.

Gong Gong Caiyu followed closely behind him, just as she had many years ago.

The moment they stepped out of the Black Demon Palace, the two arrived at the Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting Inner Courtyard's Imperial Guard Maid Station, and not far away yet clearly distinct, the Great Sun Longsword Capital Station and the Hun Yuan Fa Tian Capital Station.

These three forces directly under Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting differ in their duties.

The Master Tushan Maid Corps is responsible only for close protection and certain orders involving the will of Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, or they are dispersed to departments such as taxation, agriculture, and industry to supervise the execution of laws; but their primary duty is to guard the Lord of Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting during his seclusion.

The Great Sun Longsword Capital is a field combat regiment.

Wherever rebellion arises, demons cause chaos, or internal uprisings occur, these are matters the Great Sun Longsword Capital handles; they love such things, for these battles are part of their cultivation.

The Hun Yuan Fa Tian Capital has the most personnel yet the weakest combat power; they are dispersed across various locations to guard key transportation routes, serving as the de facto second-line force of Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting.

Currently, the Great Sun Longsword Capital has no major combat missions and is practicing formations according to military discipline.

One sees eighty-one thousand flying swords filling the sky, forming a sword formation to assassinate; the heavenly light blinds the eyes, and occasionally they suddenly condense into a single light-path heavenly sword that launches a sudden strike, slashing diagonally across the horizon, their strength far exceeding the peak of Soul Transformation, even reaching the threshold of birth of order, which is extremely terrifying.

This power can completely suppress the entire Northern Plain Minor Realm; no Soul Transformation cultivator could stand against them.

This is a heritage spanning nearly ten thousand years!

Since the establishment of the Great Sun Longsword Capital, nearly ten thousand years have passed; generation after generation of Great Sun Sword Cultivators joined, refined swords, died in battle, and their Dao-soldier flying swords were passed to the next generation of Great Sun Sword Cultivators; through accumulation and slaughter across generations, the present Great Sun Longsword Capital was finally achieved.

"This is the seed of an army, a seed cultivated for ten thousand years..."

Jiang Ding sighed in his heart.

The seed planted ten thousand years ago, now

has actually grown into a lush little sapling.

If this seed can be passed on to the Upper Realm, experiencing the slaughter of myriad races, countless wars, and countless years, it may well become an important force capable of suppressing the endless starry sky in the future.

This army's smooth growth is inseparable from the painstaking cultivation by the inheritors of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

"Black,"

"Long time no see."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

In the illusory space before him, causal runes appeared one by one, followed by a patch of black mist emitting an aura far surpassing Soul Transformation, certainly not weak even among Void Refinement cultivators.

However, it trembled uncontrollably; its misty body was hazy, rising and falling, and the figure in green robes could barely maintain a complete form.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion Inheritor Envoy, Black.

"Pay respects,"

"Sword Master!"

Black bowed deeply.

It was trembling, yet this was not fear; it possessed no life, being merely a segment of array-spirit logic. It trembled because its array-spirit logic was affected by that terrifying sword soul and could not operate normally.

This Void Refinement creation of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is now barely usable.

"Black, you have grown weaker."

Jiang Ding remained noncommittal and let Black gradually dissipate.

If in the future he decides to return to the Upper Realm, perhaps he can take Black there to complete Black's promotion and upgrade, so as to cultivate more Great Sun Sword Cultivators.

"How does the Master Tushan Maid Corps compare to the Great Sun Longsword Capital now?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"One step weaker, Young Master."

Gong Gong Caiyu said: "As time passes, with the death and growth of sword cultivators, the strength of the Great Sun Longsword Capital increases ever more; the current Great Sun Longsword Capital Commander, Guangyan Canghai Tianjun, is also a genius of his generation, not inferior to the previous Lieyang Canghai Tianjun. One could say that talents emerge in every generation, forming a stable succession sequence."

"If you have needs in the Upper Realm, these Great Sun Soul Transformation cultivators who ascend generation after generation can become the core Dao-soldier force under your command."

"Provided you can continue to suppress them and do not die in the Holy Sword Duel."

"Thinking about these things now is too early."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

He is still far from formally ascending the Upper Realm stage and ruling a region; at least he must reach the Heaven and Man Realm for that possibility. What he does now can only be called preparation, constant preparation; the best time to plant a tree is now.

"However, the Master Tushan Maid Corps being one step weaker..."

Jiang Ding frowned slightly.

The Master Tushan Maid Corps is his important administrative force; imbalance is undesirable, even if it is only a sign at present.

Increasing their strength is easy: bestow magical treasures and tilt more resources their way, but that is only temporary; sooner or later, the Great Sun Longsword Capital walking the path of the Great Sun Sword will catch up.

Surpassing them, in the eyes of the Great Sun Sword Master, after tens of thousands of years, is almost inevitable.

Moreover, constantly tilting resources to cultivate a group of weaklings who cannot win in competition does not align with his aesthetic.

"Young Master, do you still remember the Blood Lake Eye of the Eastern Sea?"

Gong Gong Caiyu asked.

"I remember."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and shifted his will.

The surrounding heaven and earth rotated and transformed; the two had arrived at the Eastern Sea. In the endless blood sea, a blood lake appeared. Various flesh-and-blood monsters were flying out of the blood lake, only to be slaughtered by the Great Sun Longsword Capital stationed there. Amidst flying sword lights, a single light-flame flying sword darted up and down, beheading a Soul Transformation-level giant beast with a vortex-like huge mouth.

The master of this light-flame flying sword was a mid-stage Soul Transformation cultivator, with an ancient, plain appearance, yet his gaze was so scorching and frenzied, so familiar.

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, the strongest of this generation's Great Sun Sword Sect.

He was already at the edge of birthing Order; if he could ascend to the upper realm and obtain sufficient opportunities and opponents there, he would have a twenty to thirty percent chance of comprehending Order.

"This Blood Lake..."

Jiang Ding fell into recollection.

This seemed to be left behind by the Blood Lake Ancestor of the Blood Lake Bone Mountain back then, suspected to be related to the Great Tribulation.

That was the conjecture of those years.

After Jiang Ding annihilated the entire Blood Lake Bone Mountain and read through every single cultivation scripture and manual, he confirmed this was a helpless fact: the Blood Lake Ancestor had used a forbidden secret art to draw in a wisp of the Great Tribulation's aura, and if left unchecked, this Blood Lake might in the future devour every living being in the entire world.