Chapter 368: How Much Can a Nascent Soul Cultivator Earn by Screwing Bolts in a Factory?

Beside the thirty-six collapsed Boundary-Defining Great Pillars,

Jiang Ding stood atop a super air-space warplane, gazing in all directions.

The earth was shrouded in dust and smoke.

Everywhere were massive craters; Jin Dan-level spells had melted boulders, and beside shattered tanks, the severed limbs of Foundation Establishment cultivators lay scattered.

The lingering gunpowder smoke gradually cleared.

Sunlight once again shone upon the earth.

"Very good; at least the people in the southern part of the Huangtong Small Realm will live much better than they do now."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

With a slight movement of his divine sense, a corpse with dried-up vital blood appeared before him; its once-fat body now hung loose, with wrinkled skin draping the form in a dull brown hue.

Its eyes were dim and lifeless, the vitality within long since vanished.

"Xiang Jia; that name is worth remembering slightly."

Jiang Ding thought.

Beams of deep blue sword qi flew from his fingers, slicing the corpse before him into countless fragments; innumerable sword qi bursts erupted within, destroying every shred of life sensed by the sword intent.

Powder-like chunks of flesh and blood fluttered about, scattering with the wind.

This was immense respect for an opponent whose name he remembered.

A turtle-shell double-sided shield, palm-sized, appeared in his hand.

At its center was a Kong Dong the size of a copper coin; the fracture was smooth as a mirror, with threads of annihilating sword intent concealed within, like a festering sore on the bone.

It could be seen that the fracture bore traces of magic power washing over it repeatedly.

The effect was negligible.

Even though this magic power contained the "solidity" aspect of Fang Mian De Fa, it still failed; there existed a suppression of rank.

"Another Soul Transformation-level material secured; the candidate Candidate Daozi of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace are good people indeed."

"Xia Hou Ding, plus the one from the immortal maiden Li Han."

Joy at his gains spread across Jiang Ding's face.

"The original plan to build one thousand and twenty-four Dai Sen solar-mirror sword-type drones is cancelled; all will use Soul Transformation-level materials, at least the main structures entirely of Soul Transformation-level materials, so they will not become obsolete even in the Nascent Soul period."

"Do not look at this turtle shell as small; in fact, it was refined from a vast amount of Soul Transformation-level materials; once the floating array is released, each weighs several thousand or even tens of thousands of Kilograms of Weight; the materials for over a thousand drones are entirely sufficient."

"It's just that after reaching the Nascent Soul period, it seems I must build at least ten times the number of sword-type drones? Where will I get so many Soul Transformation-level materials..."

Jiang Ding thought slightly about the Soul Transformation-level materials required to build ten thousand Dai Sen Sword Punishment drones, and his scalp tingled with numbness.

The Immortal Sects?

The education level of the Immortal Sects is too high; it is too cutthroat.

It is already remarkable that the resources of twelve Small Realms sustain a vast number of high, middle, and low-rank cultivators.

To cultivators of the Jiudaxian Sect, cultivators of the same rank are all paupers; most use air-space motherships and air-space warships handed down through generations, patched and mended.

The higher the rank, the more this holds true; they cannot afford to build.

When he reaches the Nascent Soul period, he can certainly apply for Soul Transformation-level materials, and it will surely be approved with quite high priority.

But the quantity will absolutely not be large.

It is not that the Immortal Sects are stingy; there simply are none.

"It also feels somewhat hard on the heart; the old elders save and scrape, unwilling even to build personal war treasures, yet I am being too extravagant..."

Jiang Ding shook his head, no longer thinking of these very distant matters.

His divine sense swept over, and within the fallen Boundary-Defining Array Great Pillars, he located a fourth-rank spiritual vein node, sat cross-legged, and entered a cultivation state.

This place is actually a fifth-rank spiritual vein; the center is sufficient for a Soul Transformation cultivator to cultivate.

It is just that the concentration of heaven-and-earth spiritual qi there is too terrifying; after absorbing even a little, his meridians showed a tendency toward crystallization, frightening him into immediately abandoning it.

For a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator to have a fourth-rank spiritual vein available is already extremely luxurious.

Fifteen to sixteen days later.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

His divine sense swept over; the scarred earth below was now restored to flatness; above the sky, three hundred and sixty-five stars shone brilliantly, flickering occasionally, providing firm anchor points for the army formation beyond the heavens.

Using the Far-Sight spell, he gazed thousands of kilometers away.

Stars of the outer-array formations likewise lit up, clearly visible in daylight, like lighthouses in a misty bay.

The Immortal Sects' Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Great Array!

"Your Excellency, Supreme Commander!"

Director of the General Staff, An Siyan, spoke loudly: "The Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Array anchor formations and teleportation arrays in the southern war zone of the Huangtong Small Realm have been completed; there was minor interference and sabotage by Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, which has been handled."

"The subsequent defensive and offensive arrays will still require a year or so to complete."

"Hmm, very good."

Jiang Ding rose to his feet; behind him, the blue-and-gold great tree rustled, its branches, leaves, and trunk contracting, transforming into a deep blue flying sword that flew into his brow; the silver-white great bird nesting in the tree's shade withdrew into the half-space layer.

"Speak of the situation in the East Sea War Zone."

The East Sea War Zone; this region is covered by surging deep seas, the combat environment is complex; the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace has operated here for decades, deeply rooted, and the difficulty of conquest cannot be compared with other regions.

However, once conquered, the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's tendrils in this world will be completely severed; the army formation beyond the heavens will lose all anchor points, while the Immortal Sects' air-space legion army formation will be strengthened.

Between this addition and subtraction, the originally deadlocked war situation will immediately undergo a massive change.

"The East Sea terrain is special; tank units need to be re-equipped with amphibious tanks, underwater torpedoes must be added, the second-rank spiritual particle radars on armored command vehicles must be modified to better adapt to underwater combat, and soldiers must be re-equipped with underwater camouflage..."

An Siyan spoke rapidly, listing a huge number of tasks that needed to be done.

This involves the four million troops already replenished; it is extremely tedious and complex, requiring at least ten times that number of personnel to handle logistics.

This is still under the special circumstances of the Immortal Dao forces, where required logistics are greatly reduced.

In a world without the extraordinary, billions of people combined, working for decades, could not complete the logistics for a four-million-tank armored force.

Of course, this is the work the General Staff, commanders of the Jin Lingfeng and other legions, and the logistics departments within the Immortal Sects must do.

Jiang Ding has always only asked for results.

"So, we still need at least several months or even years before we can launch an offensive?"

He frowned.

"No, we can launch an offensive now, immediately!"

An Siyan, however, said, "Jiang Ding, do you know who the workers in the various armories and on the supply lines of the Immortal Sects are right now?"

"Who?"

"They are all Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators!"

An Siyan's face showed a look of shock.

"The logistics officials handing over the post told me that even Foundation Establishment cultivators are rare in the armories now; they are pushed aside and cannot even get a spot."

"Many high-level cultivators rushed to the armories before the war in the Southern War Zone ended, working like ordinary laborers, doing unpaid labor.

Nascent Soul cultivators open their Law Domains; one person's efficiency equals the sum of hundreds of thousands or even millions of workers, assembling amphibious tanks, stitching underwater camouflage suits, producing military rations..."

"And they use the spatial teleportation and short-range teleportation abilities of many Nascent Soul cultivators to transport logistics supplies over short distances... Jin Dan cultivators can only assist; they are not the main force."

"These old elders are incredibly powerful; they do everything, know everything. One person equals the combined productivity of countless workers; their efficiency is terrifying."

(End of this chapter)