Chapter 250

After confirming that True Person Slaughtering Spirit held no prejudice against Jiang Ding and did not treat him differently.

Jin Lingfeng and the others began to arrange their own fully packed military formation training courses.

As for the lack of Jiang Ding and another unlucky fellow who failed Foundation Establishment, they were unable to form three aerospace military formations.

True Person Slaughtering Spirit arranged for two average-level runic puppets to fill the spots.

When the time for the exam comes, other people will be arranged to arrive.

They might be students from other schools, or they could be active-duty military personnel.

Jiang Ding's actual combat training, however, was a completely different style.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Ding slashed over with his sword, barely managing to destroy a Tier 3 meteorite spell, and fled in a sorry state.

True Person Slaughtering Spirit had arranged a mid-stage Jin Dan runic puppet for him!

Moreover, he controlled the power and speed of the spells used, beating him up every now and then, forcing him to flee for his life amidst the continuous classic earth-attribute spells and magic treasure attacks of the Profound Heaven Palace.

Sometimes, he was tasked with infiltrating the place where three Jin Dan-stage runic puppets were in seclusion, breaking through layers of formations, and stealing a certain item from within.

If he was the slightest bit careless, he would be surrounded and beaten by the three awakened runic puppets.

It left him incredibly miserable, and the trace of complacency that had just arisen vanished completely.

Enemies outside the realm don't play by the rules of same-tier combat with you.

Only when he was beaten until he was limp and unable to move his whole body would True Person Slaughtering Spirit appear to explain where he had done wrong and where he could have done better.

With his Nascent Soul insight, a little guidance was enough to make one gain a great deal.

Under this inhumane torture and guidance, his sword Dao, movement techniques, and concealment spells all saw tiny improvements every day; over time, it was much faster than him pondering alone.

Sword Dao, movement techniques, and concealment spells.

The three are not independent; all problems eventually flow back to issues with the fundamental cultivation technique.

If there are questions, keep them in mind and ask True Person Dinghai during language class.

Besides this, courses like mathematics and botany were also proceeding in an orderly manner.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, amidst constant learning, another year passed.

Mining area.

The blue-gold tree is over fifty meters tall, as thick as the waists of two or three adults, with its shade spreading over a hundred meters. Entirely cast from metal, it gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun from a radius of ten kilometers, forming a deep blue sun phantom in its shade, with tiny star-like dots flickering and falling.

"Slash!"

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged on the magma beneath the tree, holding a jade bottle, and used his spiritual sense containing sword intent to slash down a whole wisp of gray, misty fusion-magnetic crystal core.

Then he crushed it and threw it into the deep blue sun in the tree shade to melt, where it was absorbed by a branch.

As the metal branches and leaves swayed, the gray, misty meta-magnetic light became more distinct, and when the wind blew, it sent out circles of transparent ripples.

"In another year, the Taiqing Flying Sword should be able to absorb a thousand wisps of fusion-magnetic crystal core, undergo an initial qualitative change, and significantly strengthen its electromagnetic affinity."

Jiang Ding put away the jade bottle.

The speed did not increase.

He followed the words of True Person Dinghai; after reaching mid-stage Foundation Establishment, he spent the vast majority of his time on improving his cultivation base, only spending one hour each day absorbing a wisp of fusion-magnetic crystal core to integrate into the flying sword, and he would not continue to increase this time in the future.

Cultivation base is the foundation.

As long as the cultivation base is improved, everything else will be faster.

"Ding!"

The sound of a mobile phone text message rang out.

Jiang Ding scanned with his spiritual sense, revealing a look of excitement.

"Lianyun Airport Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Group Co., Ltd.:"

"The aerospace fighter you customized has been built and is ready for pickup at any time. You can also apply for a flight path, process an aerospace fighter pilot's license, and activate the autopilot function to let the aerospace fighter fly to your side."

The aerospace fighter was built on schedule!

"Survival and attack capabilities significantly improved!"

Jiang Ding's spirits lifted.

The only regret was that the final exam only allowed the use of general-purpose fighters to prevent children from wealthy families from forming a grade-crushing advantage, which would affect the Immortal Sect's educational screening process.

However, this was of little importance.

"Aerospace fighter pilot's license!"

"Flight path!"

Jiang Ding pondered these two issues.

The aerospace fighter pilot's license was no problem; after two years of training, most of the classmates in the class reached the level and went to the Immortal Capital Air Traffic Control Office to obtain their aerospace fighter pilot's licenses.

The flight path was an issue.

Aerospace fighters possess huge destructive power; even the Jiao-645 can instantly kill most Immortal Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators who are not equipped, not to mention large numbers of Qi Condensation cultivators and mortals.

Within the Immortal Sect, aerospace fighters, aerospace warships, etc., cannot be dispatched at will.

"Just apply at the Air Traffic Control Office."

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense surged into his phone, arrived at the Air Traffic Control Office through the network access permit in the electronic components, and logged in with his ID number and password.

He found the flight path application portal, filled in his aerospace fighter number, departure point, and destination, and applied for the flight path.

"Application successful."

The voice of the formation spirit soon came.

"Your aerospace fighter flight path is confirmed for 72 hours and 39 minutes from now, with a duration of 24 hours. Please observe aerospace traffic rules during the flight, do not exceed the speed limit, do not deviate from the flight path..."

"Confirm."

Jiang Ding suppressed his expectant heart, closed his eyes, and the blue-gold tree swallowed and spat out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the great sun within a radius of ten kilometers, falling into a deep state of cultivation.

Several days later.

Qingfeng University Floating Island.

A silver-gray aerospace fighter appeared on the horizon, concealed its form, and quietly swept past; even if a Jin Dan-stage cultivator scanned repeatedly with their spiritual sense, they would be unable to discover a single thing.

The Qingfeng University formation detected it multiple times, confirmed it was legal and compliant, and possessed the qualifications to enter the school, allowing it to enter.

Mining area,

On the blue-gold tree, in the shade over a hundred meters wide, many deep blue metal branches were pressed flat, making creaking sounds, with spiritual light flickering, taking a long time to stabilize.

"It's here!"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and looked at the wide tree shade above his head.

Nothing to be seen.

Not only could his eyes not see it, but even his spiritual sense could not detect a single thing.

"Not bad."

He praised instead, his body hovering as he flew above the shade of the tens-of-meters-tall blue-gold tree.

"Deactivate stealth."

The moment the command was issued, faint spatial ripples appeared, and an aerospace fighter appeared above the tree shade.

Jiang Ding held his breath.

Overall silver-gray paint, 37.257 meters long, 19.257 meters wingspan, 7.857 meters high, weighing 64.724 tons.

From time to time, translucent ripples and mysterious, complex runic patterns flashed across the fuselage; the fuselage curves were smooth, and the whole body exuded the unique aesthetic of a perfect industrial creation.

In the shade of the blue-gold tree over a hundred meters wide, it looked like a large silver-gray bird, unexpectedly fitting in very well.

"Open the cockpit."

Hum!

The central cockpit slowly opened.

Jiang Ding flew into it.

The internal space was larger than the Jiao-645, and in the center was a black box the size of an ink-black Rubik's cube.

He input his spiritual sense and magic power into it.

"Di di!"

"Initial authentication, do you wish to bind your spiritual sense frequency and magic power imprint? Without permission, others cannot control this machine."

The voice of the aerospace fighter's formation spirit came.

"Authenticate."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice.

"Please wait, authenticating and binding..."

"Binding and locking successful."

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense and magic power instantly flowed unimpeded, surging into every part of the aerospace fighter through the black box formation hub, carefully checking every Tier 3 formation and every part of the fuselage.

Especially,

That electromagnetic main cannon that runs through the entire fuselage, 29.521 meters long, 324 millimeters in caliber, and weighing 12.478 tons!

(End of chapter)