Chapter 322: Electromagnetic Spirit-Hiding Robe Successfully Refined

"A senior who has mastered the Great Sun Sword Dao?"

"Don't say things that can be misunderstood. If I really knew one, I would have turned him in long ago."

Jiang Ding said helplessly.

"Haha, just a joke."

Wu Wu Mengsha laughed breezily, glanced at the things in her sea of consciousness, then looked at the blue-robed youth before her, and could not help saying: "But you're so young, barely over forty. I find it hard to believe."

"Many immortal sect cultivators at your age are still building up the most basic research foundation."

"Perhaps the Great Sun Sword Dao is rather special."

Jiang Dinglue skipped the topic and continued: "I've also practiced the 'Great Blazing Sun Sword Flight' to some extent and can perform it normally, but because my electromagnetic magic power doesn't match, the flight speed leaves much to be desired.

Look, the 157th meridian cluster of the Hand Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian — when magic power flows through here, it cannot reverse and wind around; it must pass through at the fastest speed, otherwise it will trigger qi deviation."

"Indeed that's the case. We were careless before, and even the mentor's review didn't catch it."

Wu Wu Mengsha and the others calculated for a long time, then had a sudden realization.

They looked with amazed gazes at the youth before them, who was younger than even their grand-nephews.

"Also the 897th meridian cluster of the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian…"

Jiang Ding continued to explain his understanding of the 'Great Blazing Sun Sword Flight'. Some of the integrations and modifications he could not judge on the spot, but he possessed a keen sword dao intuition and could often offer one or several possible research directions.

It was no exaggeration to say his research efficiency was dozens of times faster than others, if not more.

"Awesome!"

"Great Sun Sword Dao research really has to be done by the Great Sun Sword Child — it's simply an innate instinct!"

Wu Wu Mengsha and the other seniors grew extremely excited, joining in with heated debate. Halfway through, they even pulled Zhang Zhang Junsheng, who was doing research elsewhere, into the discussion. One idea after another appeared only to be rejected.

Time passed unnoticed; three months had gone.

Countless ideas appeared only to be rejected.

These Jin Dan Jing seniors still looked full of energy.

Senior Wu Wu Mengsha's two dark eye circles remained as ever, and the remote-connected thin, dark little old man Zhang Zhang Junsheng showed no change at all.

"Everyone, let's leave it here for now."

"That's everything I have, nothing more. Let me rest for a while."

Jiang Ding finished voicing his last idea and said wearily.

Three months, over ninety days of nonstop work on a single task — this was a first in his life, and it was an extremely mentally draining Great Sun Sword Dao research discussion. He was now on the verge of collapse.

"Nothing more?"

Wu Wu Mengsha and the others, who had been in the thick of discussion, were greatly disappointed. After a moment, they finally caught on and realized with a start: "You're only at Foundation Establishment, you should rest."

"Right, right."

"Seniors, goodbye!"

Jiang Ding transformed into a gray-blue flight light and fled into the distance without looking back.

……

Back at the mining district dormitory, he tossed down the Taiqing Flying Sword, which had grown into a blue-gold great tree. Amid the rustling wind through the leaves, Great Sun essence and heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered in, warm and comfortable.

Jiang Ding fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

Three days passed before he slowly woke.

"These seniors are way too crazy."

Jiang Ding rubbed his bleary eyes.

Continuously outputting his inspirations on the Great Sun Sword Dao for three months on end was extremely draining on the heart and mind — no less than a life-and-death battle against a cultivator of the same realm.

He did not know how Wu Wu Mengsha and the others managed to keep it up day after day for so many years.

His divine sense swept over and found a parcel in front of him — a sturdy-looking, expensive silver-white metal box, still bearing the divine-sense receipt seal he had left on it.

"Something I received?"

Jiang Ding was startled, searched his soul for a moment, and recalled.

An elite kingfisher flew in from afar, chirping away about something, but the person sleeping under the tree snored thunderously, showing no reaction at all.

After a moment,

A branch extended from the blue-gold great tree and left a mark on the metal box beneath the bird's claws.

The elite kingfisher was satisfied, set down the metal box, and flew away.

He took out his phone.

"Ding!"

"Weaver Girl Robes Co., Ltd.: The superior-grade magic treasure 【Electromagnetic Spirit-Hiding Robe】 you custom-ordered seven years ago has been completed and is being shipped to the Immortal Capital Distribution Center…"

"You have signed for it. Transaction complete."

"Welcome to patronize Weaver Girl Robes Co., Ltd. again. Our company has a history of nearly ten thousand years, endorsed by Ancestor Panda Spirit Hua Lingling, reliable quality, and a guaranteed reputation…"

"The robe is finished."

Jiang Ding's spirits lifted. He pulled the parcel box over and input his magic power and divine sense to open it.

Crack!

The seamless silver-white box split with a tiny gap, opening to both sides to reveal a neatly folded, semi-transparent robe inside, the size of a palm.

It was woven from countless fine fibers of third-grade electromagnetic spirit bamboo, each finer than a strand of hair. Every fiber was inscribed with dense, tightly packed runes, and countless fibers were interwoven to form the robe's complex composite array.

From time to time a pale blue flash of lightning flickered across the garment, containing terrifying power that would make even a Foundation Establishment cultivator's heart tremble.

Clearly the robe was right here,

Yet when divine sense swept over it, it only detected an empty silver-white metal box — nothing at all.

"Appearance passes."

Jiang Ding was somewhat satisfied. He picked up the Electromagnetic Spirit-Concealing Robe, and his divine sense and magic power surged into it.

In an instant,

it was like entering a maze within a maze formation—vast beyond measure, intricate beyond measure. Divine sense and magic power wandering within were on the verge of losing themselves, never to find a way out, becoming a living dead from then on.

Fortunately, after a moment, a flash of spiritual light appeared, guiding the divine sense and magic power toward a specific core location. The formation patterns elsewhere gradually dimmed and were sealed away; only a small portion of seamlessly integrated formation patterns could still operate independently.

He left his divine sense and brand in a corner of the magic treasure's core.

A feeling of intimate connection came through.

Jiang Ding instantly gained much more understanding of this upper-grade magic treasure, the Electromagnetic Spirit-Concealing Robe. He closed his eyes to sense it.

"Ninety-nine percent of the bamboo-silk fibers are inscribed with a third-grade upper-quality Electromagnetic Light-Wave Invisibility and Breath-Concealing Formation, and a third-grade upper-quality Magnetic Field Spirit-Energy Ejection Formation."

"The remaining less than ten percent of the bamboo-silk fibers are inscribed with a first-grade supreme Size-Adjusting Formation, and a second-grade supreme Restoration Formation, which makes repair easier after damage."

"The third-grade upper-quality formation has most of its power sealed, barely possessing the might of a third-grade lower-quality formation, so Foundation Establishment cultivators can also use it."

"Let's give it a try."

Jiang Ding took off the Pin Te Shu Fa reconnaissance-1 camouflage he had worn for several decades without ever washing it, standing bare, as his magic power surged into the Electromagnetic Spirit-Concealing Robe that had been initially refined.

A flash of electric light.

The palm-sized magic robe expanded, draping over his body—neither too big nor too small, an extremely perfect fit.

He formed hand seals, and a water mirror ten meters high and wide appeared before him.

In the mirror, a youth in blue robes gazed back, no different from before.

"The third-grade upper-quality Electromagnetic Light-Wave Invisibility and Breath-Concealing Formation has most of its power sealed, barely at third-grade lower-quality."

Jiang Ding activated his minor-mastery second-grade top-tier spell, the Electromagnetic Light-Wave Invisibility and Breath-Concealing Art.

He immediately felt an enormous difference.

He cast it with extreme ease, and in an instant crossed the threshold from minor mastery to major mastery, reaching the perfect level. In the mirror, the blue-robed youth vanished in a flash—even an ordinary late-stage Jin Dan cultivator carefully scanning with divine sense would be unable to detect him.

"The concealment ability has risen by two grades, and my Electromagnetic Light-Wave Invisibility and Breath-Concealing Art was already on the verge of breaking through to major mastery. When that happens, the concealment ability will improve further."

Jiang Ding felt a bit more secure in his heart.

He turned his attention to the other formation on the magic robe—the third-grade Magnetic Field Spirit-Energy Ejection Formation, derived from the Magnetic Field Spirit-Energy Killing Formation, but using oneself as the projectile to be ejected, thereby achieving the effect of increasing speed.

"This needs to be fully refined before it can be used. When that time comes, my speed will at least double compared to now, and mobility will greatly increase."

"The six teleportation formations will also arrive in the next few days."

Jiang Ding Zi murmured: "When the time comes, I'll set them up all around. It should be a bit safer, right?"

I'll ride my electric scooter out for a spin and come back

(End of this chapter)