Chapter 158: College Entrance Exam

The two girls chatted for a while and asked about some difficult problems in their techniques before taking their leave.

The metal-attributed spiritual energy in this place was too dense, making them very uncomfortable.

In addition, having just stepped into the cultivation world, everything was fresh, and their cultivation was in a period of rapid growth; it was a good time to cultivate, and they could not waste time.

"Today, it seems to be the day the Nine Heavens ruins trial ends every three years?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, still paying attention to this matter.

The Void Void Crystal Copper in the ruins could be made into a semi-spatial stealth coating, which would be of great use for his future Sky-Sky fighter jets, and the flying sword could also use it.

Although there was still a considerable amount of time until Foundation Establishment, he had to plan ahead to avoid panic when the time came.

With a thought, he took out a bright golden metal lotus flower.

It was precisely the inheritance carrier of one of the Seven Feathers Sect's supreme inheritances, the "Pure Yang Golden Lotus Book," and also the control hub for the Tier 2 peak-grade Jin Ling Mountain array, which even a mortal could rely on to perform some fool-proof operations.

He communicated with the monitoring and observation array around Jin Ling Mountain.

Sure enough, in the distance, he saw some Qi Condensation cultivators with miserable expressions passing by, their cultivation ranging from early to late stage, many of them appearing wounded, but their faces were filled with the joy of having survived a disaster.

"It seems the battle situation is unfavorable..."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and sent a sound transmission to Liu Sanqi.

He soon received a reply.

"Little Martial Uncle-Ancestor, the sect's exploration of the Nine Heavens ruins this time has indeed suffered heavy losses. Of the more than one hundred disciples from various families and sect inner and outer disciples who participated in the ruins exploration, only over twenty returned in the end."

"The harvest of Foundation Establishment main ingredients like Golden Jade Ganoderma is meager, and the time for the Wood Pulse to open the furnace to refine Foundation Establishment Pills may be delayed again."

"This servant, in your name, inquired about the details from the Foundation Establishment senior in charge of this matter."

"The disciples participating in the trial encountered the most outstanding legitimate son of the Blood Transforming Yu family of the Blood Slaughter Hall, who had already obtained the title of 'Blood Transforming Son,' Yu Zitong. Once the Blood Transforming Divine Blade came out, the sect's three peak Qi Condensation disciples only lasted a few rounds before being defeated and killed, their essence and blood sucked dry."

"If others hadn't not gathered beforehand and fled in all directions, these twenty-odd people might not have been able to return."

"Blood Transforming Son?"

Jiang Ding recalled the information he had been exposed to in these days.

Every generation of the Blood Transforming Yu family of the Blood Slaughter Hall would cultivate several legitimate sons, grant them Blood Transforming Blade Embryos, give them the best resources for cultivation, and provide the best teachers for twenty years.

Twenty years later, several legitimate sons would launch a life-and-death blood battle within the Chu Kingdom under certain rules.

Many outstanding disciples of the Chu Kingdom's Foundation Establishment families would also participate, supporting the legitimate son they chose, fighting for the Dao path, and could use any means.

In the end, only one legitimate son would survive, devouring the flesh, blood, magic power, and blade embryos of all other legitimate sons, merging them into one, and obtaining the title of Blood Transforming Son, advancing to Foundation Establishment.

In the same generation, there would only be one Blood Transforming Son.

Even if there were multiple, soon only one would remain.

"It's not something to worry about too much; this generation's Blood Transforming Son will soon advance to Foundation Establishment."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and shook his head.

After checking the two concealment arrays, his figure disappeared.

He walked out of the room,

And watched TV with his family for a while.

"Xiaoyuan, how are your studies recently?"

Lin Wanqiu suddenly asked.

"Same as usual, some progress, the tutoring class wasn't in vain, the money wasn't wasted, Mom, don't worry." Originally very spirited, Jiang Yuan instantly went limp on the sofa, saying powerlessly.

"That's good."

Lin Wanqiu didn't know why she felt a sense of relief in her heart.

Approaching the college entrance exam,

Jiang Ding's closed-door cultivation time had increased significantly; he stayed in his room all day, and there had been no three meals a day for a long time, and he could only be seen at most once a day.

Most cultivators were like this.

She was worried that if Jiang Yuan, this little stupid bird, also flew away, would she be very lonely.

"You have to learn from your brother and work harder."

Lin Wanqiu put on a stern face: "Just like the giant tree phantom in the sky a few days ago, my colleague said it was an illusion attack by cultivators outside the realm, and even Foundation Establishment seniors were affected. If you were like your brother, you wouldn't be easily hurt."

"Just like the last time the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace cultivators invaded and broke the realm, hundreds of people died all at once..."

"I know!"

She kept nagging, and the little girl soon became impatient, covering her ears to watch TV.

"Illusion attack?"

Jiang Ding was stunned, then reacted.

Whenever a cultivator comprehends top-tier sword intent, the soul structure suddenly undergoes complex specialization; such cultivators master the general trend and fit the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This sudden change will induce changes in celestial phenomena within a certain range, which is not surprising.

"Xuanwu Heavenly Palace..."

Jiang Ding muttered in his heart, thinking of the classmate in the next class who died due to the invasion of the realm-breaking cultivators last semester.

It was said that his martial dao aptitude was excellent, and he had broken through to the Young Eagle Internal Qi early on, with a bright future; it was not impossible for him to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the future.

Yet he died suddenly.

"Think of a way to make a jade pendant that stores sword qi or something."

He remembered the trump card that many Primordial disciples like Hei Jin had, which stored a strike from a Primordial martial artist. He could naturally do it now, and with sword intent, it would be more precise and terrifying, and it wouldn't hurt the people he wanted to protect.

"Take time to make two."

After noting this down, he closed his eyes slightly and fell into cultivation.

"Dingding..."

Lin Wanqiu looked at him helplessly.

Anytime, anywhere, one moment he looked normal, the next moment he could immediately enter a cultivation state. With this ability, my son should be very strong, right?

Time passed unconsciously for more than a month.

In the cultivation room,

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, his aura fluctuating, finally stabilizing at the peak of the Primordial Realm.

"The Primordial Realm has reached its end."

He sighed.

Not only that, with Primordial true qi and a soul three times that of the same tier in Qi Condensation, his learning progress in cultural courses advanced by leaps and bounds, his grades rose straight up, and the progress was unbelievably fast.

Swish!

With a thought from Jiang Ding, the blue-gold small tree that swallowed and spat out the great sun sunlight within several hundred meters contracted, turned into an azure flying sword, and flew into the air. The sword tip trembled several times, splitting into nine azure scorching sword qi, while it itself disappeared, making it difficult even for spiritual sense to scan.

"Great Light Sword Technique"!

After having sword intent, spiritual sense concealment could also be easily done.

Nine azure sword qi formed a net in the air, their auras connected, and rune phantoms vaguely appeared around them, carrying a terrifying aura.

"Three Talents Array, three-three interlocking."

"It can be easily set up in a single thought; this is the standard of a Tier 1 array master. My math score won't be low,"

Jiang Ding said confidently.

This was the harvest of casting the sword of the Dao foundation and advancing to the Primordial Realm, and studying for several months.

Array,

The foundation of immortal cultivation.

Cultivators who are good at arrays are mostly not bad at alchemy, artifact refining, cultivation, fighting, etc.

"Finally, this day has arrived."

Jiang Ding stood up and looked at this First Middle School cultivation room that he had used for a long time with some reluctance.

Tomorrow is the time for the college entrance exam.

After the college entrance exam, everyone will go their separate ways. Perhaps many years later, he will not come here again. One of the most important times in his life, the three years of high school, passed away silently like this.

"But!"

Jiang Ding's voice suddenly became high-pitched, with traces of fire in his eyes: "History will record that the great Soul Transformation cultivator, Heavenly Lord Jiang Ding's Dao path starts from here!"

Whoever dares not to record it, I will flatten him on the spot!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 159 =====