Chapter 377: Great Sun Sword Intent

"Victory?"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

This feeling of having to wait in silence was terrible.

"Classified military intelligence... Qualification confirmed... Passed..."

"Great victory in the Battle of Wasteland Copper, successfully seizing the Thirteenth Minor Realm of the Immortal Gate, the Wasteland Copper Minor Realm."

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer rang out.

"In this battle, nineteen Nascent Soul cultivators of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were slain; the body of the Soul Transformation cultivator of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, Jin Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun, was shattered, leaving only his soul to flee."

"That's great."

Jiang Ding's heart stirred, and he silently committed the name Jin Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun to memory.

"Why were no Soul Transformation cultivators killed?"

"Soul Transformation cultivators possess tenacious survival abilities; unless involved in a domain-dominating-level total war, or fighting to the death without regard for themselves, it is extremely difficult for them to die."

"That is for the best."

Jiang Ding felt somewhat regretful and asked.

"One Soul Transformation-level military merit... Inquire about the specific method to obtain Soul Transformation-level military merit."

This item looked extremely precious at a glance.

He had a premonition that his future research into Gong Fa and spells would, the higher the level, require this item to summon Immortal Gate Nascent Soul cultivators, or even Soul Transformation cultivators, to participate, as it concerned his Dao path.

"Influencing the allegiance of a Minor Realm requires at least ten percent contribution, or slaying an enemy Soul Transformation cultivator, or participating in the Void Refining battlefield, etc., all of which can yield Soul Transformation-level military merit."

The Central Array Spirit Computer explained.

Such things can only occur within the Immortal Gate.

Elsewhere, even among the Jiudaxian Sect, as long as your realm is still Foundation Establishment, even if you establish a Da Gong of saving the sect, at most you will be given some inheritance, some rare and special Foundation Establishment heavenly materials and treasures to dismiss you.

It is impossible to say that you will be given a Soul Transformation-level military merit, identical to that of a Soul Transformation cultivator, to use freely without any restrictions.

They call it doing it for your own good, to avoid attracting covetous eyes.

The sect elders value you greatly; the merits you establish are kept in their hearts and remembered.

"I wish to use one Soul Transformation-level military merit to exchange for the naming rights of the Wasteland Copper Minor Realm."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice.

He had already inquired with the Central Array Spirit Computer about this matter before entering; although it is merely an empty name, it concerns an entire realm, and thus requires a Soul Transformation-level military merit to change.

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun did the same back then, naming a Minor Realm after his Dao title.

The Immortal Gate encourages this.

As long as it does not involve actual Spirit Stones and heavenly materials and treasures, anything is negotiable.

"Confirm exchange of one Soul Transformation-level military merit for the naming rights of the Wasteland Copper Minor Realm?"

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer rang out: "Soul Transformation military merit is extremely important for Jin Dan and Nascent Soul cultivators, and even for Soul Transformation cultivators; accumulating enough can exchange for Soul Transformation opportunities, can exchange for Chen Mian Mi Jing opportunities, significantly slow the passage of time, can exchange for the services of Soul Transformation cultivators, exchange for the Central Array Spirit Computer to refine treasures..."

"Chen Mian Mi Jing opportunities?"

Jiang Ding was attracted by one word.

"Chen Mian opportunities are the life-extension technology possessed by the Immortal Gate, usable by those above Foundation Establishment; entering the Chen Mian Mi Jing, the lifespan of cultivators below Soul Transformation will flow at a rate of one hundred to one; after one hundred years, only one year of lifespan passes."

"Many Nascent Soul cultivators of the Immortal Gate with illustrious military merits, forced by a lack of Soul Transformation opportunities and an excessively long queue sequence, choose to enter the Chen Mian Mi Jing while they still have abundant lifespan, waking only when a change occurs."

"One Soul Transformation-level military merit can exchange for one Chen Mian Mi Jing opportunity."

"Understood."

Jiang Ding hesitated not, confirming: "Exchange one Soul Transformation military merit for the naming rights of the Wasteland Copper Minor Realm, naming it,"

"Gang Han Realm!"

"Submitting this exchange application to the Immortal Gate Citizen Assembly... Please wait..."

He did not wait long; only a few hours later, the relevant procedures were completed.

"Exchange successful."

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer appeared.

"From today onward, on all official documents of the Immortal Gate, the name of the Wasteland Copper Minor Realm will become the Gang Han Minor Realm; this military affair is concluded."

He did not leave immediately.

After a long while.

"... Wishing you a pleasant life and cultivation..."

The voice of the Central Array Spirit Computer appeared again.

"I will."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Confirming the war state had ended, his heart, which had been tightly tense, relaxed, yet there was no joy.

A thick melancholy and sorrowful emotion appeared in his heart, piling up, impossible to dissolve no matter what.

"Victory!"

"The Immortal Gate's thirteenth Minor Realm..."

Outside, earth-shattering cheers erupted.

Countless soldiers and officers threw their helmets into the sky, laughing heartily; even seniors like Jin Jin Chengkong and Dong Xue Senior Qian were no exception, their hair disheveled, holding hands with the surrounding Qi Refining cultivators, singing and dancing like madmen.

"Where is Jiang Ding?"

"Can we eat Kao Zhang octopus tentacles now?"

Jin Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan ran excitedly toward this side.

But they saw only a back waving a hand at them, already disappearing into the inter-realm teleportation array.

He couldn't help but feel lost.

"I must return home."

Within the Divine Tree Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong, Jiang Ding Zi spoke to himself.

Looking around again, especially at Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong, he boarded the Sky-Battle Aircraft.

For the next ten to twenty years, he would remain at home.

The Sky-Battle Aircraft halted, and the cockpit opened again.

A golden, radiant treasure pearl descended from the sky, carrying the pure, true intent of the Great Sun's Annihilating Sword Dao, landing before him.

"Senior Mie Ri is truly a man of his word."

Jiang Ding sighed in admiration and took the Great Sun Treasure Pearl.

His divine sense swept over it; a scorching, destructive, terrifying sword intent spread out, causing his soul and spirit to sting unbearably, as if they would melt into ash in the next instant.

"No good; at least one must be at the Jin Dan Jing realm to use this."

Jiang Ding's eyelid twitched.

The Great Sun Sword Disciple of two generations past had cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, capable of slaying those at the Soul Transformation stage—not merely defeating them, but cutting them down.

Even with his sword intent sealed through layers, it was still beyond what he could comprehend now.

"This is something of pseudo-Spirit Treasure grade... worth the entire fortune of countless Nascent Soul cultivators."

"It could not have been forged temporarily; it must have been prepared many years ago."

Jiang Ding felt somewhat moved in his heart.

To him, this object was a supreme treasure; to other cultivators of the Immortal Sects, it held no value whatsoever, with no possibility of being resold or used for other purposes.

There was also a message inside.

"This old man is going into seclusion."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun left only these two brief sentences.

"At most a hundred years; if I fail, I die; if I succeed, please call me Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun."

"If I fail, and if it is convenient for you in the future, help me kill Jin Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun, Xuanding Canghai Tianjun, Langshou Canghai Tianjun... they have a grudge against me. If I am dead and they still live, I will not be at peace."

There were twenty-seven people in total, one from each of the Jiudaxian Sects; not a single Nascent Soul cultivator among them.

"Senior Mie Ri truly thinks highly of me."

Jiang Ding shook his head and gave a bitter smile.

He committed it to memory.

The Sky-Battle Aircraft spewed its tail fins, soaring through the middle layer of the atmosphere; ten-plus minutes later, it arrived above Rongcheng.

A figure of light flew down, landing within the residential district.

The rest will be made up tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)