Chapter 608: Slaying Billions to Save Kin

Jiang Ding ordered more than ten Jin Dan cultivators nearby to supervise with their divine sense, then notified other Jin Dan cultivators before storing these fourth-grade heavenly treasures along with seven Infant Treasures into his storage jade pendant.

Immediately after,

Jiang Ding paid no more heed to this place; sword light flashed, tearing through space, and he appeared inside the Scripture Pavilion.

General General Heishi's wealth was extremely important to him now, capable of greatly accelerating his path on the Dao.

But looking at it over the long term, the possibility of inheriting their Gong Fa might be even more important.

Especially the original Gong Fa passed down by Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, which had not been modified by the successive Yuan Ying of the General Heishi family.

It was not that these Gong Fa were particularly profound or mysterious.

Rather, it was a completely different train of thought!

Jiang Ding had a premonition that this would have a significant promoting effect on the inspiration that had suddenly erupted within him previously, on his comprehension and development of the Sword of Extinguishing Jin Zhi, something akin to a catalyst.

"Pay respects to Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun!"

Wei Wei Qingqing, Yu Zhong, and other Jin Dan cultivators, clustered around the most core high tower of the Scripture Pavilion, known as the Black Tower, bowed respectfully upon seeing the figure who had broken through space with a sword.

"Fellow Daoists, you have worked hard."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and stepped into the Black Tower, a place that only direct descendants of the General Heishi family who had received Yuan Ying approval could enter throughout the generations.

His divine sense swept across all directions.

There weren't many, just over a thousand cultivation method manuals; most were Nascent Soul spells, methods for refining Nascent Soul treasures, insights from successive Black Stone General Nascent Soul cultivators, family history, and so on; true Nascent Soul-level cultivation method inheritances were not numerous.

"Seven books."

Jiang Ding casually beckoned, and seven cultivation method manuals fell into his hands, all with pure black covers.

"The Thousand Crow Feather Transformation Canon, The Great Black Heaven Night Canon, The Golden Flame Fire Feather Canon, The Hundred Ghosts Ten Thousand Transformations True Slaughter Canon..."

All were inheritances leading directly to Yuan Ying, capable of cultivation up to the peak of Yuan Ying; they had not been completely extinguished in ten thousand years, so the inheritance remained intact without loss.

Jiang Ding did not seek deep understanding; he read through them quickly.

"A demonic family, demonic Gong Fa, very cruel..."

Moments later, Jiang Ding spoke to himself.

Within these, many Gong Fa required the General Heishi bloodline to cultivate, with numerous bloody and cruel methods.

Often, it required thousands or tens of thousands of collateral bloodline cultivators containing the same source power as raw materials, to refine their living souls and blood bones for cultivating spells, increasing demonic qi and ferocious, ruthless energy.

Moreover, it was continuous, needing to be done every few years.

Collateral cultivators, in these lines of spiritual text, were simply the finest materials; the higher their cultivation and the greater their talent, the better the effect.

But one had to admit,

these Gong Fa had one extremely excellent point.

Rapid cultivation and low thresholds!

Requirements for talent and comprehension were relatively low; as long as conditions in all aspects—collateral blood bones, bloodline spiritual root sacrifice techniques, collateral living souls, and other raw materials—were sufficient, even if talent and comprehension were a notch lower than peers, cultivation speed could surpass peers, with fewer bottlenecks, at least below the Yuan Ying stage and within the Yuan Ying stage.

This provided the foundation for the continuous emergence of powerful figures and the enduring vitality of the bloodline.

Compared to other scattered cultivators, the cultivation threshold for direct descendants of Northern Plain families could be considered far too low; over ten thousand years, Yuan Ying cultivators in every family rarely experienced a generational gap, all due to these Gong Fa.

Coupled with their dominant monopoly over various heavenly treasures and Gong Fa, the gap with scattered cultivators was further widened.

Had the Dari Sect not invaded, the rule of the Northern Plain family might have continued for several more ten thousand years.

Only when their internal corruption was complete, when direct descendants had utterly fallen and degenerated to the point where they could not cross the threshold even with the significantly lowered standards set by their invincible ancestors, thus failing to produce Yuan Ying cultivators, would the rule of the Northern Plain family end.

"The core of these Gong Fa is to significantly lower the Yuan Ying threshold; in this aspect, they possess powerful Immortal Dao scientific research technology."

"Then..."

Jiang Ding suddenly felt his heart race, a terrible thought arising.

"Could such rapidly cultivated Gong Fa be deduced and upgraded for my mother, granting her a lifespan of over a thousand years..."

"Theoretically, it seems..."

This would require a world and a vast number of same-source bloodline descendants to serve as raw materials, as well as for Gong Fa research, deduction, and trial-and-error; ordinary people could not achieve this.

But perhaps, he possessed such conditions.

After attaining a certain level of strength, by marrying many wives and bearing many children, within just over a hundred years, he could easily breed millions of humans with the same source bloodline; secret techniques for childbirth, bloodline spiritual root sacrifice methods, blood bone tempering methods, and other Immortal Dao technologies were all ready-made, needing only modification to be usable.

"Could it..."

"Could it..."

Jiang Ding showed a look of struggle.

Wisps of black qi appeared on his face, flickering unsteadily, distorting his features into something extremely grotesque and terrifying, frightening the surrounding Jin Dan cultivators to retreat in terror, covering their mouths tightly, daring not to make a single sound.

Clang!

The Taqing Flying Sword vibrated once; the sword intent that broke spiritual energy and destroyed spells spread through his sea of consciousness, clearing away all external demons.

No abnormalities were found.

She chirped happily, then continued to sink into silence, paying no heed.

To her, billions of human beings were as light as grass; their blood, bones, and souls were merely one of the myriad things of heaven and earth, possessing nothing special.

Kill if she wished, let live if she wished; take and give as she pleased.

"No, it cannot be done."

"This is wrong."

After a long while, the look of struggle in Jiang Ding's eyes vanished, the black qi on his face dissipated, and his heart-lake returned to calm: "Mother is my mother; children are likewise kin; the two are the same, equal. How can one be sacrificed for the other?"

"Regardless, this is wrong."

He returned to normal, silent for a long time.

Perhaps even a True Immortal could not avoid the passing of loved ones; it had already occurred in the distant, tender years of childhood; this was part of the cycle of life and death, from which no one could be exempt.

The abnormality of a Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and the sudden restoration of his chaotic aura, made the surrounding Jin Dan cultivators tremble with fear, truly experiencing the feeling that accompanying a lord is like accompanying a tiger.

Just a moment ago everything was fine, normal; one wrong move, the soul spirit would be in chaos, and everyone would die.

The other party didn't even do it on purpose!

There was nowhere to appeal reason; they could only accept their bad luck.

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun... Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun..."

Yu Zhong waited for a long time, seeing silence on all sides and no one daring to meet his gaze, he gritted his teeth, stepped forward: "The Gong Fa you mentioned... this... us little ones..."

He stammered, hesitated, and dared not speak it directly.

"The Gong Fa is acceptable."

"Fellow Daoists, my promise will not change before encountering irresistible external force."

Jiang Ding knew what was in their hearts, held no misplaced anger, controlled his expression, and revealed a gentle smile: "These seven Ben Gong Fa can each be copied by those in the top two merit ranks, removing the demonic path's bloody secret techniques; as long as conditions are met, you may choose for yourselves."

"Just look here."

Jiang Ding pointed a finger at the sky; threads of fine sword qi flew out, weaving and coiling like swimming snakes between each other. Soon, two Sword Monuments reaching the heavens, breathing in the spiritual qi of the four directions and the world, materialized, rumbling with a Boom, standing high above Tushan Xiancheng.

Many Jin Dan immediately focused their spirits to look.

They saw that on these two Sword Monuments, written in Fang Zheng's spiritual script, were two lines of large characters.

"Beast-Raising Heavenly Treasures List!"

"Beast-Raising Merit List!"

The two Sword Monuments, their treasure light dazzling, stirred the trembling hearts of all Jin Dan cultivators as they read line by line upward.

(End of this chapter)