Chapter 348: Dyson Sun Mirror Sword Domain

"Battleships and drones..."

Inside the mining district dormitory.

Beneath the unfolded blue-gold tree, the essence of the Great Sun and the refined spiritual energy of heaven and earth fell around him, scattered like stars, and with every breath, were drawn into his body, turning into tiny accumulations, increasing the magic power in his dantian by an imperceptible amount.

Jiang Ding used his divine sense to unfold a screen, upon which knowledge from the library regarding special single-person combat—space battleships and drone swarms—constantly scrolled, being read by his soul.

"... Space battleships and drone swarms are a reluctant compromise for a few special operations; they are extremely expensive, place extremely high demands on the ship spirit's load, and are a combat method with extremely low cost-performance."

"Even if stacked to the limit, they still cannot possess combat power equivalent to a Dao Son of the same realm; one could even say, they are no match before a Dao Son."

"The Immortal Sects, after all, are strong as a group; single-person and small-group combat is inadvisable. Even if there are major interests in certain places, they should be abandoned if necessary; there must not be the slightest delay or hesitation."

Finally, the author of this article wrote thus.

Jiang Ding glanced at the signature of this article, "Overview of Key Points for Immortal Sect Special Operations."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, formerly commander of the First Army of Immortal Sect Special Operations, awarded the First-Class Space Combat Medal, with illustrious war merits...

"Even professionals say so; it seems the single-person combat capability of the Immortal Sects is indeed not very good."

Jiang Ding muttered.

Yet he did not give up.

"I am different. After I advanced to Jin Dan, I already possessed single-person combat power; what I need now is not to create something from nothing, but to strengthen it."

His divine thought entered the network, connecting to the official website of the Gang Chuan Bo Zhong Group Co., Ltd. of the Lianyun Airport.

The previous cooperation on customizing a super space fighter had been quite pleasant, so this time he chose the same company and clicked to enter.

A flash before his eyes.

Blue sea and sky, white clouds drifting past his side!

Seagulls that had become spirits flapped their wings and flew toward the distance; the scent of the sea breeze was salty at his nose tip, and in the distance lay vast steel shipyards, where occasionally one or two space battleships and space fighters spat out their tail fins and flew toward the horizon.

"Greetings, guest. I am the receptionist Li Li Shoujing. What do you need?"

A round-faced woman in a suit and short skirt appeared before him, speaking enthusiastically.

"A space battleship, for single-person special operations; I hope it can possess Nascent Soul-level combat power."

Jiang Ding, still in the form of a half-mosaic-robed figure, nodded.

"A single-person space battleship with Nascent Soul-level combat power?"

Li Li Shoujing was stunned, doubting her own hearing: "I apologize, guest, I did not hear clearly. Could you say it again?"

"That is exactly what I mean; you heard correctly."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"But, according to the group training I received, the Immortal Sects have no Nascent Soul-level space battleships."

Li Li Shoujing could not help but say: "Guest, did you perhaps hear some misleading rumors?"

"No?"

Jiang Ding frowned.

"I require the consulting services of a Tier-4 battleship designer."

"Yes, please wait a moment."

"The consulting fee for a Tier-4 battleship designer is five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones per minute."

Li Li Shoujing stiffened, knowing she should not have repeatedly contradicted the guest; no matter what he said, the customer is God.

"Five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones per minute is also reasonable."

Jiang Ding glanced at the bill and swiped his bank card to pay.

Cultivators' divine sense reaction speed is too fast; as long as it does not involve profound knowledge, there are too many things one can do in a minute.

If other Jin Dan cultivators knew that a mere five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones could buy a minute of guidance from a Nascent Soul cultivator, they would absolutely go crazy with joy.

"Tier-4 battleship designer, a strand of divine thought from Wei Zhou Liuchuan, accessing the communication."

The array spirit's prompt sound.

"Greetings, guest."

An old voice came through.

"The guest desires a space battleship with Nascent Soul-level combat power?"

"Yes, senior."

Jiang Ding said respectfully: "I wonder if the Immortal Sects have any exploration in this regard?"

The old voice pondered for a moment.

"Yes."

"Within the Immortal Sect Academy, there exists related exploration: stacking space battleships without regard for cost, accompanied by three thousand six hundred unmanned space fighters; the cost requires one point seven billion low-grade spirit stones, plus many rare materials, and requires at least twelve peak Jin Dan cultivators to operate."

"This way, it barely possesses the combat power of early Nascent Soul."

One point seven billion low-grade spirit stones!

Jiang Ding's heart trembled.

He thought he was wealthy enough, but in the face of such Nascent Soul-level things, he was still too young.

"This is the blueprint of this space battleship; the guest may take a look."

The old voice's divine thought shifted, projecting a blueprint the size of a city before Jiang Ding, over ten kilometers in length and width, with various array lines dazzling the eyes, already exceeding the capability limit of a Tier-3 array master, making it impossible to understand.

Outside the space battleship, three thousand six hundred accompanying space fighters jointly formed a massive Tier-4 low-grade array, covering an area of dozens of kilometers.

Jiang Ding skipped over the Tier-4 array he could not understand, focusing his gaze on the requirement for twelve peak Jin Dan cultivators to operate.

'With peak Jin Dan cultivation, I alone should be able to operate this space giant ship.'

'But it seems unnecessary; it's just a Tier-4 low-grade array. It would be better to take a sword and go up and slash, without wasting so many spirit stones.'

Jiang Ding shook his head, considering for a moment.

"Change request: to,"

He hesitated for a moment, then said.

"Assist a sword cultivator who possesses Nascent Soul-level combat power at the mid-to-late Jin Dan realm, to gain even greater combat strength."

"..."

The old voice instantly silenced him.

"Da Ri Sword Disciple."

His words paused for a long time before he spoke: "This question is beyond the syllabus; it requires the Immortal Sect Academy of Science to handle. I am merely a weak and helpless fourth-rank warship designer."

"I suggest you apply after reaching the Jin Dan realm; only then is there a chance of approval. Those people do not release the eagle until they see the rabbit."

"Very well, thank you, senior."

Jiang Ding felt somewhat embarrassed and scratched his head.

"Beep... beep..."

The communication severed.

He exited the official website of Gang Chuan Bo Zhong Shipbuilding Group Co., Ltd. of Lianyun Port.

Jiang Ding fell into thought: "Go find Professor Zhang Zhang Junsheng; he has the deepest research in this area."

The blue-golden tree contracted, drawing into the space between his eyebrows; a gray-blue escape light rose into the sky, flying toward the high altitude where Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong was located.

After searching for a moment, he drilled into a leaf bearing the Da Ri Yin mark.

"Welcome to Qingfeng University, Science and Engineering Building - Da Ri Ruins Emergency Excavation Laboratory."

Jiang Ding flew into the laboratory space filled with ruins everywhere; with a sweep of his divine sense, he found only a small, dark-skinned old man. Landing beside him, he asked curiously, "Master, where are Senior Sister Wu Wu Mengsha and the others?"

"Testing the 'Second-Rank Yuan Magnetic Sword Escape Technique' at the Immortal Sect Academy of Science; it was hard to get the scheduled machine usage time."

Zhang Zhang Junsheng's divine consciousness shuttled back and forth over a constantly shifting cube-shaped magical treasure; his brows were tightly furrowed as if calculating something, and he did not look up.

"Is there something you need?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ding submitted an application within his heart to the Central Array Spirit Computer.

'Open to Professor Zhang Zhang Junsheng: at the time of school opening, deduce my future, the Nine Swords True Immortal Phantom.'

'This will increase risk; confirm?'

'Confirm.'

A terrifying pressure surged forth, filling the space between heaven and earth; radiation clouds that had accumulated for thousands of years without dispersing were blown away.

"What is this?"

Zhang Zhang Junsheng suddenly looked up; his body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with terror.

A phantom of a True Immortal embracing a sword manifested between heaven and earth.

Behind him, nine pitch-black colossal pillars pierced straight into the clouds; nine pitch-black chaotic openings appeared and disappeared, emitting a terrifying aura capable of slaughtering gods and annihilating immortals.

Surrounding the True Immortal were pure golden flying swords, one hundred and eight thousand of them; their sword surfaces were smooth as mirrors, dazzling and brilliant.

"I want this."

Jiang Ding pointed at the pure golden flying swords surrounding the True Immortal phantom, suspected to be a sword domain modified from the Immortal Sect's heavy artifact—the Dai Sen Sun Mirror Fortress—and said.

"I have a premonition; this is my sword-type drone."

(End of this chapter)