Chapter 510: Super Battleship Great Sun

Threads of azure sword qi spread out from Jiang Ding, wrapping An Siyan and Jin Jin Lingfeng, the two women, as he flickered through space, flying through the sky toward the Lianyun Space Port tens of thousands of kilometers away.

"What incredible speed!"

An Siyan pushed up her black-framed glasses with a finger, recording the speed around them.

After comparing, she discovered that her current speed had already surpassed that of an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—this was a method of movement that touched upon the power of space.

"Even if I advanced to Jin Dan, I couldn't possibly have this kind of speed."

Jin Jin Lingfeng had also noticed this phenomenon and said dejectedly.

Back during the college entrance exam, she'd almost won against him—how long had it been since then?

"Nascent Soul would be enough."

Jiang Ding said casually, "Jin Dan, how's your preparation going? Do you have confidence in a top-grade Jin Dan?"

A top-grade Jin Dan could increase the success rate of forming a Nascent Soul by twenty percent, and held considerable advantages over same-realm Jin Dan in terms of magic power quality and soul quality.

"Still about ten years or so to go. By then my magic power will be polished to its absolute limit."

Jin Jin Lingfeng's dejected expression vanished. She clenched her fists, her silver hair bouncing as she said excitedly, "I have a sixty to seventy percent chance of forming a top-grade Jin Dan—almost catching up to my mom back then. I'm a great genius!"

"Indeed you are."

Jiang Ding showed a smile.

One had to know that even among the top scholars of the immortal sects, those who could condense a top-grade Jin Dan were few, because their talent fell short of the absolute peak and their resources were somewhat lacking.

"I'm about the same."

An Siyan said with a slight smile.

Originally she hadn't been in such a position—her talent wasn't weak, but her resources were insufficient, and her background was relatively ordinary.

However, someone was willing to lend her money, saying she could pay it back after forming her Jin Dan, and the lender was wealthier than an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

That changed everything.

The three flickered unsteadily as they flew through the sky, and in no time had crossed several hundred kilometers.

Jiang Ding couldn't help but sigh at the marvels of the Yan Fa spiritual puppet avatar. Without it, day and night of contemplation, his current use of the "Magnetic Void Flash" absolutely wouldn't be this practiced and smooth.

Unfortunately, it wasn't sword flight, so it couldn't draw on the power of the Taiqing Flying Sword to the fullest extent for translocation—the speed was still a bit slow, and the transitions weren't flexible enough...

Jiang Ding's thoughts suddenly paused, his expression blank.

In the distance, a moon-white sword light flew in from the horizon.

Lines of black space appeared and healed behind it, flying along the structure and grain of space, causing minimal damage to space while maximizing speed.

Faster than him by a clear margin.

"Hmph!"

Jin Jin Lingfeng gave a light snort.

"Hey!"

"Great Sun Sword Child, long time no see!"

An extraordinarily beautiful girl in a moon-white immortal skirt appeared before the three of them, her demeanor ethereal as the moon. She greeted them warmly: "Where are you headed? Can you take me along?"

"No."

Jiang Ding glanced at her.

This person's nose was really sharp—he had no idea how she knew he was going to see the super battleship under construction.

It was obvious she was flustered.

Over these years, relying on her stronger swordsmanship, she had beaten Jiang Ding more than once, pressing him into the ground and rubbing his face in the dirt, laughing heartily and without restraint, venting all the pent-up frustration from leaving Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

Jiang Ding's azure escape light flickered, bypassing the girl in front of him, and he continued on his way.

"Great Sun Sword Child, don't be so petty."

Yu Yu Qianzi's little face fell.

Jiang Ding ignored her and continued on his way.

"Great Sun Sword Cultivator, with me you are invincible. War is destiny, is growth. Enemies are nourishment for growth."

Yu Yu Qianzi refused to give up. Her moon-white sword light shifted, easily catching up, her bright eyes darting as she tried to persuade him: "I beat you because I wanted to train you. Your swordsmanship improved because of it."

"You should be thanking me!"

She said with full self-justification.

"Don't worry, I will—properly—thank you."

Jiang Ding glanced at her.

Six years!

Six whole years!

In all his years of cultivation, every single orbital class he had to get beaten up once.

This was a first in his life—no one had ever dared to do such a thing.

"That's not the kind of thanks!"

Yu Yu Qianzi's heart trembled. Her sword light accompanied the azure escape light as she argued back: "You rely on external objects—your swordsmanship will never improve. It shouldn't be like this. Don't think about taking shortcuts. You should honestly grind your swordsmanship and cast aside external objects."

She thought again of the Great Sun Sword Child at Dayang Dayang Tianchi, bolstered by the orbital fighter.

With it and without it were two completely different levels.

Yu Yu Qianzi suspected that with the battleship added to the Great Sun Sword Child, even Chong Chong Guang Zi of the same realm might not necessarily be able to win against him.

Jiang Ding couldn't be bothered to deal with her.

Battleship, sword-scabbard earring.

He believed what he believed, and that was that.

Anyone who dared to defy her was silenced by a single sword strike, making the facts and reasoning unmistakably clear.

"I will modify your Third-Stage Sword Flight Technique for you!"

Jiang Ding suddenly stopped, turned his head, and stared at Yu Yu Qianzi.

"What did you just say?"

"Take me to see your warship."

Yu Yu Qianzi gritted her teeth: "And then I will help you modify your Third-Stage Sword Flight Technique."

"No problem."

Jiang Ding said excitedly.

In sword techniques and sword Dao cultivation, Yu Yu Qianzi was stronger than him, and far stronger.

This was related to cultivation since childhood; sword Dao sects had specialized in the sword Dao for countless tens of thousands of years, accumulating knowledge over countless tens of thousands of years. Their cultivation of disciples' sword Dao was highly professional, something the Immortal Sects could not match.

Taking Immortal Sect industry as an example,

it was the huge gap between giving you the blueprints and actually producing an optical recording machine. This required corresponding industrial foundations, talent accumulation, and industrial heritage.

Translated to the sword Dao,

this was the gap in sword Dao heritage.

Practicing swords, refining swords, sword techniques, Gong Fa, cultivation environments, the Dao Heart, all sorts of details, all sorts of refinements—these could not be compensated for merely by seizing some high-quality sword Dao classics.

"This way."

"Taiyin Sword Disciple, please go first."

Thinking that the Third-Stage Electromagnetic Sword Flight he had long desired could be brought forth early, Jiang Ding's back bent slightly; he bowed and scraped, leading the way ahead.

As for the sword Dao up to now, the Electromagnetic Sword Flight could only rely on himself; Zhang Zhang Junsheng was very busy and could not help.

Electromagnetic sword techniques, Electromagnetic Sword Flight.

This was a gap for one person to catch up with other sword Dao sects; heaven knew how many hairs had been lost over the years for these things.

"What a face."

Yu Yu Qianzi glanced at him disdainfully and flew gracefully in the sky.

She was not too worried about the Sword Flight; even if the speed increased, what of it? If she couldn't win, she still couldn't win; nothing would change.

As for others...

this was none of her business.

After flying for a while, crossing tens of thousands of kilometers, they looked into the distance and could not help but hold their breath.

On the horizon,

steel buildings stood in a dense forest, of all kinds; some were as large as mountains, some covered a whole space, stretching for thousands of kilometers, with all sorts of arrays and array patterns densely distributed.

Some array patterns, just by looking at them, emitted a terrifying aura; a Nascent Soul cultivator crashing into them would instantly turn to dust.

The center of Immortal Sect warship industry—the Lianyun Port Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Group!

Upon arriving here, Yu Yu Qianzi immediately became obedient, shrinking back behind Jiang Ding.

She knew that the security here was so fierce it could be called one of the most dangerous places in this realm; touching even a tiny bit would make one's soul vanish instantly, triggering immediately regardless of identity or Immortal Sect connections.

Only by following behind the Great Sun Sword Disciple would these arrays react more slowly, passing through multiple judgments before possibly triggering.

Jiang Ding did not worry about anything; within the Immortal Sect territory, he was very relaxed.

Winding left and right among these steel buildings as tall as mountains, passing through countless super-grade array verifications capable of killing masses of Soul Transformation cultivators, they finally reached the shipyard where the super warship was located.

Jiang Ding looked up, slightly excited.

Under the sunlight, a metal warship with its keel completed and its deck being laid came into view.

It was over a thousand meters long and over three hundred meters wide; various Fourth-Stage array patterns on it flickered in and out, occasionally leaking a bit of power, smashing cracks like spiderwebs into the space. Creatures below the Fourth Stage around it were extinguished, and it took a long time to recover.

Sunlight shone on this giant ship, reflecting brilliant radiance.

Four

(End of this chapter)