Chapter 383: Brother Needs to Maintain His Dao Heart

Cluster Heavy Cannon Bombardment of Cultivators, Main Volume, Chapter 384: Brother Needs to Maintain His Dao Heart "Reporting to Junior Uncle."

Wuma Kong said respectfully: "In the past year, Liu Liu Hongshao, Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, the Master of the Tax Hall, and Li Xiu, a relative of the Grand Elder, have committed embezzlement, corruption, and accepted bribes. Furthermore, there are cultivators in the Law Enforcement Hall..."

He handed over a magical artifact pearl, which recorded the entire investigation process.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ding frowned.

He took the magical artifact pearl and swept his divine sense over it.

The investigation methods used quite a few underhanded tactics, but indeed there were related matters, and clear evidence had been caught.

"There really are such things."

Jiang Ding felt a surprise in his heart: "I saw no problems in the account books; it seems there are many capable people among the cultivators, colluding with each other to form a network, able to embezzle hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones with a mere reach."

"They still gave face, not reaching the million-level quantity."

"It should still require over ten years of repeated probing to proceed."

He did not seem very angry, appearing rather interested.

Wuma Kong felt a chill in his heart.

"Go down, Daoist Wuma, you have worked hard."

Jiang Ding said no more, put away the magical artifact pearl, and instructed: "In the Dao, safety is precious. Daoist, you only need to gather intelligence; do not do anything else, lest you harm yourself."

"What should be ours, we will have."

"Yes!"

Wuma Kong said respectfully, clasped his fists, and departed.

Silence fell here.

"Sigh!"

A sigh.

"Human hearts..."

"The treatment I gave is already double that of the Xiang Qiyu Sect and the Huaxuedian; the Masters of each Hall receive more than ten times the spirit stones and related pills."

Jiang Ding shook his head, took out a talisman, handed the intelligence within it to the newly appointed Hall Manager, Monk Monk Fa Zheng, and let him handle it.

"When water is too clear, there are no fish; when water is too clear, there are no fish."

"This is very normal."

"The independent cultivator Liu Liu Hongshao is to be executed immediately."

"Li Xiu, Master of the Tax Hall, is a relative of my eldest senior brother; very well, give him another three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones and send them together to Lei Feng Peak of the Xiang Qiyu Sect."

"As for the others, why do they not understand that Foundation Establishment cultivators are not an irreplaceable resource?"

He shook his head.

In the room.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and swept his divine sense around.

Without changing the room's layout, a spatial array had been set up here at some unknown time; the small room had become several thousand meters wide, with roots of the Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong divine tree reaching in from the window, raising the concentration of heavenly and earthly spiritual qi to the second-grade supreme level.

Behind him stood a blue-gold tree over fifty meters tall, its branches and leaves brilliant; a blue-gold sun sat within the tree's shade, and even inside the room, it did not hinder its absorption of heavenly and earthly spiritual qi and the essence of the great sun, thanks to specially arranged designs.

This was the result of him hiring a third-grade array master from the Immortal Sect to remodel his room over a month ago.

For a very long time to come, he would be at home, keeping a schedule consistent with his family, but his cultivation could not stop, hence this remodeling.

The blue-gold tree shrank and flew into his brow.

Jiang Ding rose and opened the door.

At seven in the morning, the sky outside was still dim, letting out only a little light, and the temperature had dropped significantly.

Whoosh!

The Taqing Flying Sword flew out with practiced ease; hot milk, simmered soup, chopped scallions and garlic, prepared river noodles, and so on.

After a short while,

everything was ready; various ingredients and bowls and dishes flew to the dining table on their own, with constant-temperature spells attached between the bowls and dishes, maintaining the optimal temperature at every moment.

"Brother, up so early again?"

After quite a while, Jiang Yuan got up with sleepy eyes, rubbed them, and greeted groggily.

"... You are a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator; is it good to sleep so late?"

Jiang Ding was somewhat speechless.

Since the Primordial Realm, he had hardly needed sleep; at most half an hour of rest each day could fully recover a day's fatigue.

"I got up at seven; that is very early."

"And it is winter now!"

Jiang Yuan disagreed.

"Makes sense."

Jiang Ding was too lazy to talk to her.

After washing up, Lin Lin Wanqiu, who had gone out to exercise, returned.

The family sat together for breakfast, scalding the river noodles just bought from several kilometers away with boiling water, placing them into the simmered big-bone soup, then adding chopped scallions and cilantro segments, chili oil, Sichuan pepper powder, salt, and chicken essence, and stirring evenly.

Paired with one egg and a cup of milk.

This was today's breakfast.

Since a month ago, Jiang Ding had begun living this life; except for cultivating during idle time, he was no different from ordinary people, and he had even specially sought out a spiritual food chef to learn cooking skills.

"Lord Dingding is so amazing."

Lin Lin Wanqiu slurped a mouthful of noodles, satisfied: "It feels better than what the best chefs in Rongcheng make. I feel that if we opened a restaurant, business would be exploding."

"Making a huge profit would be no problem."

She seriously pondered the feasibility of this matter.

"Mom, stop thinking about it."

Jiang Yuan rolled her eyes: "The salary of a Foundation Establishment cultivator alone could bankrupt a restaurant in Rongcheng; it would be a complete loss-making business."

"That is true."

Lin Lin Wanqiu thought for a moment and also felt it made sense.

"Is your wedding house prepared?"

Jiang Ding slurped a mouthful of noodles, remembered something, and asked.

This old, dilapidated small house at home naturally could not serve as a wedding house; he would not allow it, nor did he want outsiders coming in to disturb his home.

"Yes, my pocket money is completely enough."

Jiang Yuan showed a look of longing: "Over there in the city center, near the library, it's even a big villa, much bigger than our home. By the way,"

"In a few months I will be getting engaged. The groom and his family will all appear. Will you come?"

She asked with some expectation.

"I wish you well."

"No."

Jiang Ding said simply.

"Why?"

The expression on Jiang Yuan's face dimmed: "You are my older brother."

"Because parting is painful for me."

"I must avoid such things as much as possible."

Jiang Ding explained softly: "For cultivators, maintaining the stability of the Dao Heart requires two paths: one is to experience the ups and downs of worldly affairs while still maintaining a pure heart; the other is to cultivate a pure mind with few desires and avoid karmic causes as much as possible."

"I have chosen the second path."

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Lin Wanqiu opened her mouth but did not persuade further.

"You can come to the house often; even after marriage, there is no difference."

"As Grandma said, marriage and childbirth can give life completeness and more meaning."

Seeing Jiang Yuan's mood low, Jiang Ding comforted her: "But after these trivial matters, I hope you do not relax your cultivation. The path of immortality values privacy; no matter what, you should never give up on accumulation. This should be so at every moment."

"... Alright."

Jiang Yuan said in a low voice.

She knew she could not persuade this older brother; it had always been so since childhood. Once he decided something, it could not be changed, just like when she tried to embezzle grocery money as a child.

After breakfast, Jiang Yuan and Lin Lin Wanqiu each went to school.

Yes, even now, they were still in school, constantly studying Chinese, mathematics, and other Immortal Dao knowledge to increase their Immortal Dao foundation.

The location was still Rongcheng No. 1 High School.

More than ten years ago, Rongcheng No. 1 High School received a large sum of funding. Without changing the original teachers, dozens of Foundation Establishment realm teachers were added, all from various Immortal Sects, highly renowned in teaching, and having once taught many excellent students.

For some reasons, they came to this small town to become teachers, causing Rongcheng No. 1 High School to leap into becoming one of the strongest high schools in Guizhou Province.

Eat a meal, adjust a bit.