Chapter 1607: Dao-Union Divine Lord Yu Yu Qianzi

Another space artifact, shaped like a finger bone, Jiang Ding also completed breaking its seal, with far lower difficulty.

"Let me see…"

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense surged into it.

Dummies. Vast numbers of dummies.

Lion-tiger dummies, massive bear flesh dummies, dummies imitating dragons and phoenixes—most of these dummies were shattered; many flesh dummies had turned to dust, unimaginable the terrible battle they had once endured.

"Sigh, I still took a shortcut."

"Who shattered his dummies? Was it Yanggu the Celestial?"

Jiang Ding said with regret.

If the Thread-Linking Celestial back then had been stronger, such an opponent would have had greater value for his Dao path.

"Not bad."

"The pinnacle forging techniques of the Upper Realm will surely greatly advance the development of Immortal Sect warships and robots, yet the downfall of the previous generation of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's Spirit-Treasure Realm remains shrouded in mystery…"

Jiang Ding frowned.

The previous generation of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's Spirit-Treasure Realm was a relatively traditional sect, skilled in forging and controlling artifacts; dummies were merely a minor branch within its vast foundations, not particularly remarkable.

Yet when the Qi Sect rose to prominence, the art of dummies suddenly shone brilliantly, becoming the sect's mainstream.

Such a sudden shift inevitably raises troubling suspicions.

"Establish an experimental base at the former Facheng."

"Prepare a laboratory at maximum alert level; if anything goes wrong, trigger self-destruction and hurl it into the heart of a star."

Jiang Ding made his decision.

Regarding the mystery of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's downfall, no caution is ever too great.

Inside the finger-bone space artifact, besides the vast number of dummies, there were three shattered Celestial dummies, and a mountain of Celestial-grade materials, Dao-Union-grade materials, and more—nearly the accumulated wealth of a world cluster over ten thousand years.

A staggering fortune!

"I've hit the jackpot."

"I've become rich."

Jiang Ding's spirits lifted.

Now there was one troubling issue: his ability to acquire wealth had outpaced his ability to absorb it; many Celestial-grade materials were temporarily useless to him.

"Turn the Celestial-grade materials into low-interest loans, lend them to the Immortal Sect."

"For manufacturing the Central Array-Spirit computer's mainframe; repay gradually later."

Jiang Ding quickly decided.

Wealth left idle is a grave crime.

Why not donate it to the Immortal Sect?

In terms of personal ties, the Sect's bond with him was sufficient for such a gesture.

But this is not the mindset of a cultivator whose moral character is flawless.

Mutual benefit is the only sustainable way to maintain relationships.

No matter how deep the affection, this principle must never be compromised; one side must never offer pure sacrifice without return—what seems advantageous in the short term is in fact extremely dangerous, and he could never allow such a thing.

Jiang Ding collected all his gains and began bustling about on the spot.

He extracted numerous materials and built a foundation cage beside the star, sealing the shattered dummies and dummy-thread artifacts within it, then placed vast quantities of spirit stones to sustain them, preventing further spiritual dissipation and loss of all spiritual essence.

This was merely laying a foundation.

Later, others would come here to continue constructing this laboratory, for researching Celestial artifact seals and forging.

…

After completing many tasks, Jiang Ding returned to the Immortal Sect.

At that very moment, numerous fleets departed from the Immortal Sect's homeworld, traveling at sub-light speed toward the ruins of Facheng, carrying countless laboratory components, experimental instruments, and many researchers.

The Immortal Sect planned to complete the Celestial laboratory within three hundred years, ensuring smooth research while guaranteeing immediate isolation in case of danger.

Jiang Ding, aside from allocating one spiritual thread to monitor this, paid no further attention.

His primary focus now lay on the second Rule Adjustment Nirvana and the dark matter laboratory—both required mobilizing vast scientific personnel and resources from the Immortal Sect, forming large-scale collaborative projects to accomplish matters critical to his Dao path.

Time settled into quietude.

Daily routines: diligence, cultivation, refining his flying sword; refining his flying sword benefited from the Thread-Linking Celestial's contribution, raising the standard dramatically, and the Taiqing flying sword grew faster than ever.

Research, cultivation, refining the flying sword.

Unconsciously, another three hundred years passed.

To the Sun-Sword Master, this time was fleeting; his dark matter laboratory on the Sun had conducted only one experiment, recording just one set of data.

On this day, the Sun-Sword Master, about to begin his second experiment, looked up toward the distant realm.

"Sun-Sword Councillor,"

The Central Array-Spirit computer's voice sounded.

"Medium-level threat: Designations Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Candidate Daozi, Brother Brother Xuanwu Candidate Daozi, Tianji Candidate Daozi… nine individuals are ascending to the Dao-Union realm. The Immortal Sect Council evaluates that their ascension may impact regional security. Please conduct a patrol on behalf of the Sect."

"Understood."

Jiang Ding nodded.

He paused his dark matter laboratory research, rose, and took the Dayang Dayang Tianchi toward the Super-Transmission Array, traversing between realms via the Super-Transmission Array.

Though en route, Jiang Ding did not cease his research; he switched projects, diverting more soul-calculation power toward studying the Celestial scriptures.

Enlightenment.

Yanggu the Celestial had given him dozens of Celestial scriptures; he had now comprehended the seventh, greatly expanding his knowledge.

His other spiritual threads remained fixed on the eighth-grade Central Array-Spirit computer, the Solar System-class warship, the eighth-grade military formation, and the Sixfold Grand Void Illusion Realm—these had never changed, only the allocation of soul-calculation power varied.

After many twists and turns, several years later, the Dayang Dayang Tianchi drew ever closer to the Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie, the Youming Realm.

"By the way, Yue."

Jiang Ding recalled something and asked, "How are the Great Sun Sword cultivators coming along?"

Many years ago, after the Great Sun Sword Lord won the war against the Youming Sword Grotto-Heaven, he established a new sect policy: the coexistence of the Grand Yin, the Grand Yang, and the Great Sun.

The new Great Sun Sword cultivators would be born within the Youming Sword Grotto-Heaven, continuing the Great Sun Sword Pavilion lineage that Yue had always held dear.

Yue had been cultivating these cultivators all along.

"They're all right, Sword Son."

Yue said, somewhat listlessly, "This generation of Great Sun Sword cultivators is much stronger than they were in Zou Zou Xiyuan's time, but they absolutely cannot join the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect—the purer a Great Sun Sword cultivator is, the less possible it becomes."

"In the past, your clone has already executed many Great Sun Sword cultivators, because they couldn't control their Great Sun instincts and kept initiating indiscriminate sword duels."

She didn't care about this matter in the slightest.

The Great Sun Sword Lord was always meant to hold life and death over the lower-ranked Great Sun Sword cultivators.

"Great Sun Sword cultivators without a Great Sun Sword Son are nothing but a pretty shell, utterly uninteresting."

Yue said, bored.

Only in the Great Sun Sword Lord's twilight years would she cultivate a new Great Sun Sword Son.

Calculating based on the current Great Sun Sword Lord's lifespan, the time to cultivate the next Great Sun Sword Son would be when the Sword Lord was over fifty thousand years old.

Though it wasn't certain—if the Great Sun Sword Lord advanced to Harmonization, the Sword Lord's lifespan might extend to around one hundred forty or fifty thousand years, in which case she'd have to wait until the Sword Lord was around one hundred twenty thousand years old before beginning to cultivate a new Great Sun Sword Son.

Amid their idle chat, ahead, the Harmonization Divine Lord's Lei Gao Jie thundered and roared.

Within the endless Lei Gao Jie thunderclouds, a girl in a moon-white immortal skirt gazed at the starry sky.

The Nine Spirit Domain's Grand Yin Sword Son, Yu Yu Qianzi.

The former Dao Child, the former girl—she was about to advance to Harmonization Divine Lord.