Chapter 300

The ceremony ended, and the photos were taken.

Everyone returned to their dorms to pack their things and leave.

Parties and dinners had all been experienced before, so there was nothing left; the familiar campus suddenly felt very strange.

The classmates of the past were right before his eyes, yet it was as if they were at the ends of the earth.

The juniors coming and going were either playing around or walking on the road, exhausted.

It seemed they were the true masters of the campus, and he had become an outsider watching from the sidelines without knowing when.

"Fellow Daoists, I wish you a long Immortal Dao."

An Tuzi and the other two bowed, and their escape lights did not stop.

They flew straight toward the top of the Divine Tree Futianrong, in the direction of the super cross-realm teleportation array, gradually moving away, turning into a small dot until they completely disappeared from sight.

Other classmates also had their own things to do and scattered.

"Another departure..."

The three of them walked silently on campus.

An Siyan suddenly sighed: "No wonder many high-tier immortal cultivators often display a 'strangers keep away' temperament and have many eccentricities. They must have been lively and cheerful boys and girls before, having experienced many partings of life and death. The people they were familiar with have all died or left, and they can no longer easily accept new friends."

"Only then did they change, right?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ding also had some insights.

"We were born in the Immortal Sect and have classmates to grow up with. Those Jin Dan cultivators in the sects who grew up through cruel and bloody struggles—by the time they promote, I'm afraid the people they could trust and confide in are all dead. It's impossible for their personalities not to change."

"You two are too old-fashioned!"

Jin Lingfeng said with dissatisfaction: "Compared to the age of cultivators, we are still children who couldn't be smaller. We should be more innocent and romantic."

"That is indeed true."

Jiang Ding and An Siyan looked at each other and both gave a bitter smile.

As the daughter of Master Yueling, whose mother is a Nascent Soul cultivator and who mostly interacts with Jin Dan cultivators, how could she understand the life, old age, sickness, and death that their mortal relatives must face, and the drastic changes in state of mind brought about by that?

"However, we really don't need to be too melancholy. Even if we go to postgraduate school, there are still classmates we know that we can get along with."

"I'm off, I need to go home."

Jiang Ding floated up, waved his hand, and transformed into a gray-blue escape light, flying toward the distance.

"See you when school starts."

An Siyan and the other waved their hands, looked at each other, felt there was nothing to chat about, and flew toward their respective homes.

"Flight route application successful."

"From Immortal Capital Qingfeng University to Rongcheng City, lasting twenty-four hours. Please strictly abide by the flight route, obey traffic rules, and do not deviate at will..."

Jiang Ding tapped his toes and leaped into the cockpit of a silver-white giant bird that had detached from the semi-spatial layer.

The person and the super aerospace fighter once again turned invisible and disappeared.

Clang!

The magnetic induction patterns between his eyebrows flashed with light.

A pitch-black long rod emerged bit by bit, constantly enlarging. Soon, an electromagnetic main cannon nearly thirty meters long and weighing over ten tons returned to its original size, precisely falling into the center of the aerospace fighter's Tier 3 magnetic field spiritual energy gathering array.

Magic power and spiritual sense poured in, and hundreds of thousands of array patterns were reconnected, becoming a seamless whole.

"Tier 3 spirit particle radar electromagnetic interaction array, normal."

"Tier 3 magnetic levitation flight escape array, normal."

"Tier 3 electromagnetic concealment array, normal."

"..."

The aerospace fighter completed its self-check within one breath; all indicators were normal. After nearly ten years of refining, spiritual sense and magic power imprints were all over the aerospace fighter, and controlling it was like moving one's own arm.

Radar waves spread out, and the images of people and objects within a hundred-kilometer range were reflected in his soul; even if a Jin Dan cultivator used concealment techniques, they could be clearly scanned.

The magnetic field spiritual energy gathering array slowly breathed in heaven and earth spiritual energy and the energy transported by the Star Sea engine; the Taiqing flying sword vibrated slightly inside the electromagnetic main cannon, ready to blast out a heaven-startling strike at any time.

"Now, this should be my peak combat state."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed and vanished in his pupils.

A premonition emerged in his heart that as long as he locked onto a Jin Dan, he could destroy them.

The concealed aerospace fighter sailed in the sky.

Its speed far exceeded that of ordinary Jin Dan cultivators, reaching a level a notch faster than the average peak Jin Dan cultivator, crossing dozens of kilometers in an instant.

Flying upward, passing through the troposphere and entering the stratosphere, the engine tail wings sprayed airflow, transforming into an invisible light almost invisible to the spiritual sense of Foundation Establishment cultivators, flying toward Rongcheng.

The sun was shining, and there were no clouds for ten thousand miles.

"It's quite busy."

Through the Tier 3 spirit particle radar array, Jiang Ding's spiritual sense scanned a hundred-kilometer radius and immediately discovered the scene of aerospace fighters and aerospace warships flying across the sky from time to time in the stratosphere, occasionally having to dodge; it was not as deserted as he had imagined before.

The array spirit's reminder to obey traffic rules was not empty words.

Several tens of minutes later, the aerospace fighter flew downward, breaking through the clouds and returning to the troposphere.

Below, a small dot of a city appeared in his sight.

It kept enlarging, kept enlarging, filling his entire field of vision. His spiritual sense scanned over it; every brick, every tile, every street, every corner was full of familiar scenes from his memory.

It was just that there were many fewer people he knew, and many more people he didn't know—children, teenagers, and young people alike.

The aerospace fighter stopped ten kilometers above the sky, and a silver-white coated aerospace fighter full of industrial aesthetic curves detached from its invisible state.

A youth in green clothes walked out of the cockpit and floated in the air.

The aerospace fighter once again faded into the semi-spatial layer.

"Hometown, I see you again."

Jiang Ding sighed with emotion.

He activated the "Electromagnetic Light Wave Invisibility and Concealment Technique," transformed into an invisible light, and dived downward, landing silently without bringing chaos to this quiet little city in the west.

His spiritual sense and sword intent swept over, and the living things within a ten-kilometer radius came into view.

"Grandpa..."

Jiang Ding's expression changed.

His escape light rolled, and he flew rapidly toward the Rongcheng Hospital.

Rongcheng First Hospital.

Old Master Lin Gang slowly woke up on the pure white bed sheet. He opened his eyes, a bit hazy, and what he saw was the scene of his wife and children unable to hold back their tears.

"What are you crying for?"

Lin Gang said helplessly: "It was just a fall. I'm over ninety; it's normal to fall and faint. There's nothing to cry about; people get like this when they get old."

"You didn't tell Dingding, did you?"

He said with some worry.

"No, we followed your instructions."

Lin Wanqiu wiped her tears.

Suddenly, a deep premonition floated into her heart, and she couldn't help but feel sorrow.

Perhaps,

in another ten or twenty years, she would have no mom and dad.

She couldn't help but recall, many years ago, that youth with a still-tender face, placing the spirit fruit into her hands and watching nervously as she took it.

At that time, he must have been feeling what she was feeling now, right?

"That's good."

Lin Gang revealed a look of gratification.

"My grandson is an Immortal Sect top graduate, an Immortal Sect heaven-defying talent. In the future, he will have a long life of thousands or tens of thousands of years. How can he delay his Immortal Dao affairs and affect his studies because of some small matters?"

"The life, old age, sickness, and death of mortals are just the nature of the Heavenly Dao; there is nothing to be surprised about."

I'll go eat something, then continue.

(End of chapter)