Chapter 610: Flee Immediately After Getting Rich, Escape Far Away

Jiang Ding looked at the Merit List.

First was Wei Wei Qingqing, second was Yu Zhong; behind each merit score was attached a series of divine sense imprints. Anyone contacting them with their divine sense could see scenes: the merit-earners' battles, slaughters, and persuasions of other Jin Dan cultivators to surrender, all submitted by themselves and verified for no duplicates or conflicts.

Especially the latter, persuading surrender, accounted for the bulk of the merits.

To be honest, Yu Zhong and Wei Wei Qingqing, one at Jin Dan Mid Qi and the other at Jin Dan Chu Qi, were far from surpassing everyone in strength, yet they had persuaded the most people, thereby earning the most merits.

As for battles and slaughters, the proportion was not large; mainly, once the formations were broken, there were no enemies worthy of mention.

Jin Dan divine sense circulated rapidly.

In just over ten breaths, the various Jin Dan cultivators had already chosen their desired third-tier heavenly treasures and third-tier magical treasures; a few with higher merits chose fourth-tier heavenly treasures.

Many limited-quantity third-tier heavenly treasures were exchanged empty in the blink of an eye; quick hands got them, slow hands got nothing.

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun..."

Everything was finished; all Jin Dan cultivators stared eagerly at Jiang Ding.

"Fellow Daoists, receive well."

With a thought from Jiang Ding, storage bags floated up one by one, opened automatically, and from within flew out spiritual herbs, ore pieces, magical treasures, bottles of pills enhancing magic power, even including fourth-tier spiritual herbs and fourth-tier heavenly treasures, each tracing a striking arc through the sky.

Various heavenly treasures and magical treasures, densely packed, blocked out the sun and moon, their treasure light illuminating dozens of li.

These heavenly treasures traced agile lines, showing no chaos at all; under precise control, they flew toward every cultivator, landing in their hands.

After a few breaths, the sky was clear.

All Jin Dan cultivators had ruddy complexions and bright eyes, touching their storage bags again and again, occasionally breaking into foolish smiles, showing no dignity of Jin Dan ancestors.

"One last thing."

Jiang Ding spoke slowly, interrupting everyone's dazed stupor: "The reward of Nascent Soul Gong Fa, the quota is set for Fellow Daoist Wei Wei Qingqing and Fellow Daoist Yu Zhong. Does anyone object?"

He waved his hand, and seven Gong Fa, castrated of various bloody secret techniques, lined up, floating before everyone.

"These Gong Fa are respectively 'Thousand Crow Feather Transformation Classic', 'Great Black Heaven Night Classic', 'Golden Flame Fire Feather Classic', 'Hundred Ghosts Ten Thousand Transformations True Slaughter Classic'... seven in total."

"Among them, five have requirements regarding General General Heishi's bloodline; otherwise, cultivation is extremely difficult."

"The remaining two, 'Golden Flame Fire Feather Classic', fire attribute, balanced and moderate, and 'Hundred Ghosts Ten Thousand Transformations True Slaughter Classic', from which I deleted the methods for killing people and refining ghosts, can only be cultivated by hunting demonic beasts. The two fellow Daoists may consider them."

Jiang Ding did not play any "those with fate choose for themselves"; one was one, two was two, explained one by one.

"Of course, the two may also examine the earlier parts themselves and then make their own choice; I will not interfere."

In an instant,

countless gazes of envy, jealousy, and even hidden murderous intent fell upon Wei Wei Qingqing and Yu Zhong.

Especially Wei Wei Qingqing; her Jin Dan Chu Qi realm and her formerly unimpressive reputation were, at this moment, like a bright lamp in the dark night, infinitely dazzling, infinitely brilliant, firmly attracting the gaze of Jin Dan cultivators.

No one objected; the previous merits had already been confirmed multiple times, including by themselves.

"Nascent Soul inheritance..."

Wei Wei Qingqing and Yu Zhong had dry mouths and parched tongues, trembling with excitement, fear, and exhilaration.

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, I choose 'Hundred Ghosts Ten Thousand Transformations True Slaughter Classic'!"

Facing the greedy and dangerous gazes of many Jin Dan cultivators, Wei Wei Qingqing hesitated not a moment, speaking immediately; she fully trusted the vision of the Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun before her and did not look at the others.

Yu Zhong differed slightly; he examined all seven Nascent Soul inheritances one by one, then chose 'Golden Flame Fire Feather Classic'.

Copying the Nascent Soul Gong Fa into the soul of a Jin Dan cultivator would take an extremely long time; Jiang Ding had no time to wait. He took out two jade slips, concealed his aura, completed the copying of the two Gong Fa, and tossed them to the two.

"Very well, Fellow Daoists, today's fate has ended."

Jiang Ding gazed around with a faint look.

"There are some words I will speak; you may listen or not, it is all the same. They are just words from the heart, merely chatting casually."

"Please, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, instruct us!"

Many Jin Dan cultivators, with solemn expressions, respectfully said.

They knew this might be the best-spoken Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun they would ever meet in their lives; no one else, holding absolute power superiority, would treat lower-rank cultivators this way.

"First, the Zhengmo Alliance is powerful; I am preparing to flee. Fellow Daoists, and your families, had best make plans early."

Jiang Ding spoke directly, feeling no shame about fleeing at all.

Many Jin Dan cultivators stiffened.

This was a clear statement: this Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun would not stay long in Tushan Xiancheng.

A fourth-tier spiritual vein, left empty like this...

Many minds wavered.

"Second, within a thousand li, no fighting is allowed for half a keshen."

Jiang Ding gazed at everyone.

This was not a black shop, not a spiritual treasure merchant guild that sold goods and then ignored everything; guests being killed and robbed of treasures at the door while the owner remained unmoved was not allowed to happen.

What belongs to whom must remain with whom.

Of course, he would not manage it forever, nor manage others for a lifetime; otherworldly cultivators were too chaotic, fighting, slaughtering, killing to rob treasures was their nature, utterly unmanageable.

But at least before his eyes, during this period, this established order must be obeyed.

"... Yes!"

"We strictly obey Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun's order."

Many Jin Dan cultivators glanced at Wei Wei Qingqing and Yu Zhong, unwilling in their hearts, yet still respectfully bowed down.

"Then so be it."

"May we meet again if fate permits."

Jiang Ding casually tossed a teleportation talisman from General General Heishi's treasure vault to Wei Wei Qingqing and Yu Zhong; his own sword light erupted, tearing through space, and he vanished instantly.

He flew away as fast as possible, without the slightest attachment, as if being chased and bitten by a dog.

"Go!"

Wei Wei Qingqing and Yu Zhong exchanged a glance, and without the slightest hesitation activated their transmission talismans, vanishing on the spot.

In an instant, no one could say how many Jin Dan cultivators stood there sighing in regret.

They exchanged a glance, then likewise scattered in all directions, calling up every ounce of strength they had, bursting forth at top speed toward their own clans.

On the other side, they used message talismans to notify the important cultivators within their clans to evacuate immediately and disperse to every corner of the Northern Plains; ordinary disciples and ordinary clan members were treated the same — nothing mattered, nothing was packed, they just grabbed some rations and left at once.

In a mad rush.

Some Jin Dan cultivators, after sending word to their clans, paid no heed to what was happening back home, didn't even bother to return once, and flew off alone in the direction away from Tushan Xiancheng.

As Jin Dan cultivators of clans subordinate to General General Heishi, they knew all too well the methods the Northern Plains clans used against traitors.

Unable to live, unable to die.

That was only the lightest, most superficial consequence.

On the other side, Jiang Ding went even further. After flying for several days, he plunged headlong into the Spiritless Desert, leaving the Northern Plains entirely, intending to return to the Land of Three Kingdoms to lie low for a while — he would not come back to the Northern Plains for at least a dozen years or more.

Even in the Land of Three Kingdoms, he would not show himself for long; after a brief stay he would return to his immortal sect and keep his head down.

He refused to believe that, with the Dari Sect and the Dari Sword Sect massing troops on the border and the Gaige Sect and the conservative faction in turmoil within, the Zhengmo Alliance could still spare at least a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators to keep watching him, staking out for ten or twenty years, just to kill off a landless Nascent Soul wandering from place to place.

(End of this chapter)