Chapter 561: The Inheritance of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong

"What do you need me to do for you?"

"Nothing much, just two things."

Jiang Ding said slowly, "First, as compensation for your unprovoked attack on me, I want the Dari Sect's inheritance. Is there a problem with that?"

The secret technique for forming a Nascent Soul in the Great Sun Sect is estimated to take three thousand seven hundred years to deduce and develop.

This is terrifying; it is almost equivalent to the duration of two feudal societies on the Blue Fluorescent Star.

By the time he wakes from his slumber, I fear An Siyan, Jin Jin Lingfeng, all the teachers, and various friends will all be dead. In the world, there will be no one he knows, left entirely alone.

"There is a problem."

The Lieyang Sword Disciple's expression suddenly turned icy.

"My lord, only Gong Fa of the Jin Dan Jing realm exist in my mind. Beyond that, the core Gong Fa are sealed with a soul prohibition; even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot extract them."

He was not surprised that a sword cultivator coveted his sect's Gong Fa, but waves of killing intent arose involuntarily in his heart, and he made little effort to conceal them.

Bowing and scraping is for survival.

If it truly involves the root of the Dao heart and no compromise is possible, a sword cultivator fears no death.

"That is good."

Jiang Ding gripped his sword hilt.

Though calm, he instantly suppressed the Lieyang Sword Disciple, whose face was full of wild rage and icy killing intent, like a young lion baring its claws and teeth, possessing no deterrent power whatsoever.

"Then, give what you can give."

"Additionally, I need all the information you possess regarding the Dari Sect, the Zhengmo Alliance, and the Darifa Sect."

Jiang Ding spoke again.

In truth, capturing the Lieyang Sword Disciple and using a Soul Transformation-level soul-searching talisman to extract the inheritance from his sea of consciousness was possible; even the strongest and tightest protections on the Dari Sect's core inheritance would be useless due to insufficient foundation.

But this would be a losing business.

As the Lieyang Sword Disciple himself said, only Jin Dan-level inheritances exist in his mind, with no involvement in forming a Nascent Soul, so for him now, the value is not high and not worth such an effort.

Furthermore, the Dari Sect cannot be entirely equated with the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

Politics: rally one group to strike another, unite as many people as possible.

The two sides share the same inheritance but are not the same group of people; they have not incurred countless blood debts against the Immortal Sects, so there is a possibility of unity. Before the face is completely torn, it is not good to use overly violent methods.

"My lord Master Tushan, naturally, that is acceptable."

The Lieyang Sword Disciple shrank his head, returning to his cowering, flattering demeanor.

As a Sword Disciple of the sect, he would face punishment for doing this, but since it does not touch the root, he naturally would not risk his life to defend it.

He took out a blank jade slip, quickly inputting all the Gong Fa, secret techniques, and secret rumors in his mind into it. After several quarters of an hour, he respectfully handed it over.

Jiang Ding swept his divine sense over it.

He already possessed some of the Gong Fa and secret techniques, recorded in the Immortal Sect library, merely undergoing some localization modifications. As for the current situation in the Northern Plains and various famous Nascent Soul cultivators, with his cultivation in the Immortal Dao and Sword Dao, he found no flaws, such as deliberate modifications to the Gong Fa.

Once again confirmed: the Dari Sect had once received the inheritance from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

"Is your internal situation unstable?"

When Jiang Ding saw the situation in the Northern Plains, he was somewhat surprised in his heart.

"My lord Master Tushan, that is not the case."

"It is merely the usual conflict between the master-disciple faction and the family faction. Both sides have some strife, but this is common within a sect; it would be strange if there were no factions within the sect."

The Lieyang Sword Disciple clasped his hands, dismissing Jiang Ding's view: "In recent years, the various Shishu have been dissatisfied with the division of interests. After a few clashes and some deaths, everyone will clearly know their position, and the chaos will pass quickly."

"Perhaps so."

Jiang Ding nodded.

The master-disciple faction naturally consists of the original Nascent Soul cultivators of the Dari Sect, including the line of Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun and the Lieyang Sword Disciple.

The family faction consists of Nascent Soul sword cultivators who were once peak Jin Dan cultivators absorbed from the Northern Plains; their numbers are considerable.

The Northern Plains is a rather special place.

Ten thousand years ago, Master Shuoyang Canghai Tianjun, the invincible one within this realm, permanently altered the ecology of this region. Over ten thousand years, unique customs, culture, and cultivator identity have formed.

Namely, the cultivators' desire for family and the continuation of their bloodline for ten thousand generations.

Powerful rogue cultivators and collateral Nascent Soul cultivators who obtained opportunities, though they hate and loathe the twenty-eight families of the Northern Plains, do not mean they do not want to possess their own families and pass their glorious family name down for ten thousand generations.

There is no way; their first half of life was lived in such a place with a strong family atmosphere. Their outlook on life and values have already taken shape and are not easily changed.

Moreover, this is not merely a simple issue of concepts.

Humans are born with the instinct to form small circles, to huddle together, and to fight for interests. The family faction and the master-disciple faction are merely bonds uniting the Nascent Soul cultivators within the Dari Sect to fight for interests.

Although the Dari Sect is strong, possessing a fourth-grade spiritual land, fourth-grade heavenly treasures, numerous rare pills, sword-forging materials, and special inheritances, these are not infinite.

Who should have more, who should have less; each has their own reasons.

Especially with the sect's strongest, Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, severely injured and in seclusion to heal, ignoring external affairs for the time being, the sect is in constant chaos.

The Dari Sect seems to be the same.

They have more Nascent Soul cultivators, and their internal relations are complex and chaotic; mixed with instigation from Zhengmo Alliance families, they secretly ally with new clans, using bribery, trade, and other means to vigorously tear apart the disputes within the Dari Sect in response to the various troubles the Dari Sect has fostered and created within the Zhengmo Alliance.

"The second thing: I need your help to break open the Ancestral Hall of the Luoxu Sect."

Jiang Ding said indifferently, "Once this matter is done, I can set you free and no longer hold your unprovoked attack on me against you."

"Daoist friend, what do you say?"

"How dare I not obey!"

The Lieyang Sword Disciple was overjoyed and bowed with hands clasped.

A sword cultivator, having sincerely promised something, has at least a ninety-five percent chance, if not a hundred, of keeping their promise; otherwise, their Dao heart would show some disturbance.

He reckoned his value should not be that high.

"Let's go."

Jiang Ding tapped his toe and flew into the sky, his figure vanishing from sight.

Fierce Lie Yang Jianzi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed at a quick pace, flying toward a location that had appeared within his Sea of Consciousness.

In his divine sense, he could no longer find any trace of the cultivator.

Pulling himself somewhat clear from his dread of death, he had the spare attention to notice other things, and only then realized that this person seemed from beginning to end to be hiding his head and showing only his tail — there was no need, basically no one could see where he was, let alone scheme against him.

"This kind of head-hiding, tail-showing rat… how does he possess such terrifying sword intent?"

"Wouldn't his Sword Heart be affected?"

Fierce Lie Yang Jianzi was puzzled, but did not dare ask; traversing over a thousand li, he paused briefly and looked into the distance.

Amid the chaotic clouds of the Eight Trigrams' qi phenomena, more than three hundred Jin Dan cultivators were rehearsing their formation at full intensity.

"Fierce Lie Yang Jianzi?"

Seeing him appear, the crowd was not surprised.

Quite a few people sighed softly, extinguishing the other thoughts at the bottom of their hearts.

The Jin Dan cultivators at the Li Trigram position silently yielded the central node of the Li Formation.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists."

Fierce Lie Yang Jianzi understood, cupped his hands in salute, and a flash of fiery-red sword light merged into the Li Formation, causing the qi phenomena of the Eight Trigrams Restriction-Breaking Formation to surge upward another notch.

(End of this chapter)