Chapter 291

"Eyeball? What eyeball?"

Jiang Ding was stunned.

"It's what True Person Dinghai meant."

True Person Luling was a bit irritable: "Wasn't I slashed by an old woman from the Taiyin Jian Sect before, and almost slashed to death?"

"Then her sword intent remained in that eyeball of mine; here, it's this one."

He took out a round bead that was entirely glass-like, jade-textured, with the white of the eye and the pupil all complete, cut in half from the center of the pupil, with only a layer of blood skin connected.

Clang!

Instantly, Jiang Ding heard a cold sword hum rushing toward him, filling the four fields, as if a water-blue moon had descended from the sky, freezing his soul, losing all his thoughts, and leaving him at the mercy of others.

After a long time, perhaps several tens of minutes, it seemed as if he had experienced the entire vicissitudes of life and the passage of time.

The Taiqing Flying Sword trembled violently, sending out waves of deep blue dazzling sun, faintly carrying the meaning of destruction and breaking the law, like a wisp of fire born by chance in the thousands and tens of thousands of years of the Ice Age.

Warmth came, his pupils struggled violently, and he used all the will in his whole body, only then barely waking up.

"This... this is..."

Jiang Ding tried his best to open his eyes and said in fear.

It was just a wisp of sword intent that had remained for an unknown amount of time, and it had also been constantly weakened by a Nascent Soul True Person, yet it still had such terrifying power.

If they were directly hostile, he simply dared not imagine what a terrifying thing it would be.

Clang!

Just after waking up for a moment, a slight sword hum came, his brain was dizzy, and he was about to fall into a muddled state of losing his five senses and not knowing the passage of time.

He couldn't block it at all!

This was not something that could be done by being prepared; it was an absolute crushing of the soul and will.

"It's this."

True Person Luling put away the eyeball and snorted coldly.

"The sword intent of the Taiyin Jian Sect has a strong hallucinogenic effect, and its concealment ability is not bad; it is a sect pushed out by the Eight Great Immortal Sects to suppress the Immortal Sect, and its targeting is very strong, although it is still relatively immature at present."

"If it weren't for the Xuanwu Tiangong, the Immortal Sect could have wiped out its sect instantly by using all its trump cards."

Having lost the suppression of the sword intent, Jiang Ding woke up after a few minutes and looked inside his soul.

"It's useful!"

He was pleasantly surprised to find that the manic intent of wanting to find someone to fight to the death at any time had disappeared.

The Taiqing Flying Sword had also stabilized a lot.

It was no longer excited all the time, and was extremely honest.

It just needed a good beating!

In addition, the destruction sword intent had appeared with an extremely tiny enhancement, crossing a tiny step from initial success to minor accomplishment.

A heavy treasure!

This was a heavy treasure that could improve the sword of the Dao foundation!

"Dear Teacher Professor Yu Chi..."

Jiang Ding raised his head, his eyes hot and bright, a flower of a smile on his face, showing no sign of social anxiety: "Do you have any unmarried daughters, granddaughters, or other female relatives at home?"

This thing was too expensive!

With Tier 4 material as the background color, and containing the sword intent of a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, for certain people, it was enough to make them crazy and desperate.

The entire family wealth of ten Golden Core cultivators added together,

plus selling blood, labor, and life, would not be enough!

"Don't, don't! Don't look at me with that expression."

True Person Luling shuddered, suppressing the feeling of nausea: "No daughter, no granddaughter; even if there were, don't think about it; you look like someone who licks blood from the edge of a knife, and no Nascent Soul cultivator would marry their daughter to you."

He frowned.

"This thing isn't exactly precious; it doesn't sell for a high price here in the Immortal Sect, but it could in the Wuxing Tianzong, but I'm not poor enough to sell my eyeballs... mainly because I want to use this thing to refine something for positioning, and when the war comes to an end, I'll gather dozens of friends to ambush and kill that old woman."

"Teacher Professor Yu Chi!"

"A mere Nascent Soul sword cultivator, why go to such lengths?!"

Jiang Ding's expression became serious, and he said generously and passionately: "When I advance to Nascent Soul, I will personally capture her and give her to you, to be dealt with as you please; why do you need to take action yourself?"

"A mere Nascent Soul sword cultivator?"

True Person Luling snorted lightly and fell into deep thought.

Dari Sword Child.

It seemed there was indeed that kind of prestige.

A Dari Sword Child of the same tier at the Nascent Soul stage is extremely terrifying, and even a group of Nascent Souls besieging and killing them would be sending themselves to death; it's just that this Dari Sword Child is not a normal Dari Sword Child, and there are questions about his path to advancement.

Besides, by the time he advances to Nascent Soul, it will be at least five or six hundred years later, and the opportunity will have long passed.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you."

True Person Luling thought for a long time and sighed: "If you really reach Nascent Soul one day, that old woman should be dead too; it's fine if you go and kill another Nascent Soul cultivator of the Taiyin Jian Sect then; at that time... damn it, a mere five or six hundred years, I will definitely still be here, and already at Soul Transformation!"

"This is just a material; it's best if you refine it into a special magic treasure to exert the maximum effect..."

He threw the eyeball over.

When it reached mid-air, he took it back again.

"Teacher..."

Jiang Ding watched with eager eyes, but dared not do anything, and could only watch longingly.

"Forget it, you definitely can't afford the spirit stones and materials to refine a Nascent Soul treasure; I'll refine it for you, okay? I'll give it to you within three years."

True Person Luling laughed and scolded: "When you get rich in the future, remember to pay me back double, no, triple!"

"Thank you, Teacher Professor Yu Chi."

Jiang Ding was overjoyed and bowed deeply.

"It's nothing, just a small matter."

True Person Luling thought for a while and remembered one thing: "I remember that True Person Mieri was also almost slashed to death by a Nascent Soul stage Dari Sword Child back then; I'll ask him later if he left any traces and if he's willing to give them to you."

"Don't have too much hope; in that racial blood war, he was the only one among many comrades who survived, and he has a very deep prejudice against sword cultivators, especially those from the Dari Jian Ge."

"The student understands."

"What happy event happened?"

"I saw you smiling like a flower in front of True Person Luling just now; it's the first time I've seen you like this."

Seven days of aerospace combat system classes passed, and on the way home from school, An Siyan asked curiously.

Jin Lingfeng also looked over.

"It is indeed a happy event; the groundless desire for slaughter has been temporarily resolved." Jiang Ding nodded and sighed again: "It's just that I suddenly owe a huge favor, and I don't know when I'll be able to repay it."

Back to the mining area,

the sense of urgency in his heart dissipated, and only then did he have the mood to look at the surrounding scenery.

Amidst the piles of rubble, a piece of golden wheat wave swayed in the wind; neglected, many wheat ears were already empty shells, and only a small part were still golden and full of grains, with a trend of advancing to Tier 2 Golden Spirit Wheat.

"This is a coincidence."

Jiang Ding didn't feel it was a pity.

Tier 1 Golden Spirit Wheat still had an effect when eaten during the Qi Condensation stage, but it was completely useless after Foundation Establishment; only the five-year-old Tier 2 Golden Spirit Wheat could have the effect of slowly promoting cultivation.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword unsheathed from between his eyebrows, shuttled horizontally and vertically in the wheat field, and returned after a few dozen breaths.

The wind blew, and many empty stalks with fallen wheat grains turned into powder along with their roots; some Golden Spirit Wheat with weak vitality and no hope of advancement were also collected, falling into the storage jade pendant, and the insect pests turned into corpses to fertilize the field.

"Exchange them for the same level of Wood Spirit Wheat to give to Mom and Uncle and the others, and also the ones on Jin Lingshan..."

His figure disappeared.

(End of chapter)