[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals":3,"chapter-cluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals-cluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals-chapter-27":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Cluster Artillery: Shattering the Immortals",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2342038,4578,"Chapter 27","cluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>【Library Points: 1242】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding glanced at his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After adding the animal specimen option, specimen collection accelerated again; he received hundreds or even thousands of specimens daily, with unknown flora and fauna accounting for roughly one-tenth to one-fifth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘At this rate, I’ll accumulate ten thousand points in two to three months,’ Jiang Ding thought, slightly pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand library points could allow the Central Array Spirit Computer to tailor a cultivation technique, greatly enhancing a cultivator’s compatibility with a specific technique and boosting cultivation speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, ten thousand points only applied to Foundation Establishment and below, with restrictions on technique rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘In at most three months—should I refine the ‘Chu Ying Takeoff Sword Art’ or the ‘Great Sun Seed Sword Refinement Method’?’ Jiang Ding hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Chu Ying Takeoff Sword Art’ was already partially perfected, improving daily; spending ten thousand points on it would be a waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the ‘Great Sun Seed Sword Refinement Method,’ though excellent, required exceedingly rare materials; whether the ‘Celestial Sound Stone’ seized by the Golden Knife Sect was truly the legendary ‘Taiqing Divine Iron’ remained uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘We’ll decide later.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding sighed, placing his hand on the sword hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Master!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Master!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtyard, long unseen, buzzed with activity; clerks and shopkeepers rose to bow, but Jiang Ding waved them off and sat casually in a corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shop had been open for over half a month; its reputation was spreading. Many nearby knew a strange owner had arrived on Broken Plank Street, buying anything—flowers, birds, insects—but never accepting the same item twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including Huang Deyou and Han Lin, the shop had four people total, serving passing herbal collectors, mountain folk, and occasional children or women from the city who’d heard rumors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Yesterday you wanted snake vine and toad grass—why refuse them now? All my hard work wasted?! Ah!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A weather-beaten herbal collector slammed the counter, furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Lin’s young face shrunk in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Old Li, our shop has a clear rule: first come, first served,’ Huang Deyou hurried over, speaking with mild arrogance, defusing the man’s anger with smooth words until he left, smiling apologetically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon another mountain man stormed in, enraged after being refused for a tiny insect missing a single hair-thin leg; he rushed off to handle it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding observed closely and noticed Huang Deyou wasn’t always aloof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When encountering relatives of minor Wolf Gang leaders or distant kin of constables, his tone softened; even if the goods were substandard, he’d pay a few copper coins from ‘special funds,’ speaking kindly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter who came, he always guided them to follow his terms, ensuring business ran smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Remarkable…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding silently marveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If you placed me and Huang Deyou in a world without spiritual energy, he’d live far better than I ever could.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four Seas Trading Association.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A maid led Jiang Ding to a second-floor private room; tea steamed gently, fragrant, filtered by a thin membrane of true qi around his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t any technique or martial art—the ‘Chu Ying Takeoff Sword Art,’ compared to mundane internal arts, naturally possessed extraordinarily refined control, almost instinctive, a kind of innate ‘immunity to poisons.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Young Master Jiang’s visit brings honor to my humble establishment!’ Long San hurried over, grinning from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Master Long is too kind.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding bowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After routine pleasantries, Jiang Ding cut straight to the point, producing a box containing seven artificial luminescent pearls, each thumb-sized, glowing for over a hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a low-tech realm, they held immense luxury value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Master Long, what’s the price?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long San was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, pearls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this gentleman plundering the nest of some river clam spirit? How else could he have so many glowing pearls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long San hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Does the Four Seas Trading Association not buy them?’ Jiang Ding smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Of course not. Your goods are too precious—I was merely stunned,’ Long San steadied himself. ‘We’ve shared hardship; I’ll speak plainly. Will you sell more of these in the future? You may not know—too many will lower the price.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t typical merchant talk—too honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Long San was certain this man wouldn’t deceive him—at least not for silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, Jiang Ding replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of thought, Jiang Ding gave his answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a viable exchange medium, he had no desire to change it, but wouldn’t flood any single market and devalue it excessively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then seven hundred taels per pearl?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long San considered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Agreed. Try to exchange for old ginseng.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving Four Seas Trading Association, Jiang Ding weighed the bundle of ginseng boxes tied together, wrapped in black cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One ninety-year ginseng root, three seventy-year roots, seven fifty-year roots, and twelve roots of twenty- to thirty-year age—totaling two thousand two hundred taels of silver; two thousand seven hundred taels in banknotes remained in his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d cleared out nearly all of Four Seas’ old ginseng; they wouldn’t restock for at least half a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Enough to sustain a month of intense training…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding mused, walking back to Broken Plank Street, ignoring occasional martial arts matchmaking, monkey shows, temple fairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was content with his current life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For nearly a month, he’d left home only twice, never wandered aimlessly, avoided all trouble, and cultivated in quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t without ways to obtain better herbs—even century-old ginseng, traded only among major factions, was obtainable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could simply forage in Dongling Mountain; even with guardian beasts, drone surveillance of the surrounding areas made it possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was dangerous—and he didn’t want to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding halted, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No wonder the books say outer realms are chaotic.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is a city governed by capable ministers holding military power—and it’s broad daylight. What are they planning?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the drone’s perspective,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three figures—beggar, merchant, peddler—had trailed him all day, pretending to beg or sell goods, but constantly glancing sideways with professional precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the drone, he’d never have noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is what they call martial world experience.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ding’s expression grew cold; he memorized the three men’s movements, planning to review the footage later, studying and learning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drones weren’t infallible—if he faced a Foundation Establishment cultivator or a Qi Refining cultivator trained in eye techniques, they could spot the drone a thousand meters overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he couldn’t acquire more advanced drones in the future, everything would depend on himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sneered, walked normally into Broken Plank Street, and returned to his shop alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three men made no move to stop him; after confirming his address, they exchanged glances, turned down winding alleys, and entered the back courtyard of a grand, opulent mansion in the eastern quarter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three did not stop them; after confirming the address multiple times, they exchanged glances, wound through narrow alleys, and entered the back courtyard of a grand, opulent mansion in eastern town.\u003C\u002Fp>",1133,"2026-06-20T23:34:14.007Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3ff46d94465610bca85cc727aa360a795017873afbfd4d0b3951c81a47a82c03","cluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals-chapter-28","cluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals-chapter-26",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcluster-artillery-shattering-the-immortals-cover.jpg"]