Chapter 670: To Whom Does the Wisdom of the World's Sword Dao Belong

Jiang Ding was truly angry.

Cultivators kill each other internally, fighting over heavenly treasures and earthly grudges; today you kill me, tomorrow I kill him, chaos reigns everywhere, with no justice to be found.

As long as they do not slaughter mortals on a large scale, betray the interests of their race, or use humans as cultivation raw materials.

There is nothing to say; everyone relies on their own abilities.

However, this act of destroying the foundation of the Sword Dao truly makes him detest it.

This is digging up his roots!

Perhaps a Sword Dao genius who could have inspired him in the future has already died, delaying his cultivation progress by years or even decades; where can he seek justice for this?

Only if the Sword Dao flourishes greatly!

When geniuses and outstanding figures emerge in waves, only the strongest at the very top of the Sword Dao can go further.

"Calm down..."

"Calm down."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath: "This kind of waste, this act of digging up roots, is a historical norm; history always rises in a spiral. There will always be scoundrels who abandon the long-term development of the Sword Dao for their own short-term interests; this is nothing surprising. One must learn to accept the existence of such scoundrels."

"If a Sword Dao genius dies, then he dies; although it is a pity, there is nothing that can be done about it."

Jiang Ding concealed his form and followed the black-robed man before him for several months; only after the other finished his busy affairs and flew toward the direction of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong did he stop his steps, watching the other depart.

"Blood Bone True Person..."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

This black-robed man was none other than Blood Bone True Person, a core disciple of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong; his sword intent was of the Blood Path direction. Although he had concealed his identity, it was useless against him.

"Blood Bone's master is Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun."

Jiang Ding recalled the memories of the Blazing Sun Sword Disciple: "Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun is a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator; he was so two hundred years ago. He followed the Great Sun Sect from its humble beginnings, experiencing countless bloody storms. In the war against the Northern Plains families, he established merit time and again, personally killing several Nascent Soul cultivators and wounding countless others."

"The friendships between these elder-generation Great Sun Qingse Jianzong Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun are very good; the strongest of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, Sword Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, was once saved by Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun on the battlefield, and vice versa. The friendship forged in blood and fire is deep."

This is only natural.

When the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong was still the Great Sun Sect, especially in the early period, its power was relatively weak; if they had not been united enough among themselves, they would have died long ago, and the Great Sun Sect and Great Sun Qingse Jianzong that now occupy most of the Northern Plains would not exist today.

"Later, when they shared prosperity, their feelings changed."

"Within the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, the Family Faction and the Master-Disciple Faction split; Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun is the leader of the Family Faction."

Jiang Ding analyzed the political situation within the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong using the methods taught in his moral education textbook.

"However, the distinction between the two is not as strict as within the Northern Plains families; if a Great Sun Qingse Jianzong Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun wishes to join the Family Faction, he need only send his own relatives and descendants, and he will be accepted."

"Conversely, if this Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun wishes to join the Master-Disciple Faction, he need only take on an outsider surname disciple."

"Whether the Family Faction or the Master-Disciple Faction, neither will reject a Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun within the sect; there is no strict dividing line between the two. The two factions are more like two groups within the sect competing for interests, and personnel even flow between them from time to time."

"That is to say, if one acts against Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun and information blockade is not strict, it is very likely to invite retaliation from dozens of Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun of the entire Great Sun Qingse Jianzong."

Amidst their competition, there exists considerable cooperation and exchange of interests."

Jiang Ding frowned.

"Regarding strength,"

"Two hundred years ago, Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was already at the Nascent Soul mid-stage... assuming the enemy is stronger than expected, that is to say, one cannot ignore the possibility that he has already broken through to the Nascent Soul late stage."

"However, the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong..."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and quickly filled the loophole: "The inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion will naturally be suppressed against me; even if I am still at the Golden Core Stage, a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator can be treated as a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator; there should be no problem."

"The same applies to information concealment."

"That's about it; basically, that's how it is. I, as this bait, must act naturally; I cannot appear too strong, nor too weak. Let me think again..."

After traversing a certain distance, the black-robed man restored his true form: a cold, sharp youth with a wolf's gaze and an eagle's stare.

"Greetings, Blood Bone True Person!"

"Greetings, senior..."

Entering the mountain gate of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong deep within the mountains, passing inner and outer sect disciples and elders who respectfully bowed, including inner sect elders at the Jin Dan Jing stage; they performed the rites deeply, not feeling it wrong to bow to someone of the same realm.

Sword intent sword cultivators are far stronger than ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

Even without the title of a core disciple of the sect, they would still do so; the strong are respected.

Blood Bone True Person's expression was cold; he walked past indifferently, making no response to the bows of the cultivators around him.

Occasionally, meeting another core disciple who was a Golden Core sword cultivator, he would respond with a nod or take the initiative to bow according to the ranking on the Sword Duel Platform, a smile occasionally appearing on his face.

Occasionally, meeting a kind senior brother, he would chat for a few words, then shyly scratch the back of his head, revealing genuine emotion.

These are the true brothers and sisters.

Discussing the mysteries of the Dao in peacetime, trusting and relying on each other on the battlefield.

Even as the struggle between the Master-Disciple Faction and the Family Faction within the sect grows more intense, with deaths occurring from time to time, wings greatly reduced, and interests damaged—for example, the inner sect elder at the Golden Core late stage killed by Fu Feng True Person was a subordinate of a certain core disciple, managing a vast enterprise for him; this was no coincidence.

Yet, regarding the dignity and safety of core disciples, the struggle between the two factions has never touched this; no matter which faction, no matter how useless this sword intent sword cultivator is, or how unorthodox he is, this remains true.

The more ruthless the Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun, the more careful they are in this regard.

They came from hardship, feeling affection for their true own; after nearly a thousand years of cultivation, they did not turn themselves into emotionless puppets.

Passing mountain peak after mountain peak, Blood Bone True Person finally stopped, his face showing an expression of respect and admiration.

This is a thousand-zhang high peak.

Its entire body is black-gray, not a trace of green; looking further up, it is shockingly a vast expanse of white bones and piled corpses covering the whole mountain, a thick layer, with no original color of soil visible anywhere.

Here, there are probably millions of corpses!

Mortals, demon beasts, Qi Refining cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators, Golden Core cultivators, Nascent Soul cultivators!

Various corpses piled up, forming a mountain!

At the center of the mountain peak, there is a vein of earth fire; rolling thick smoke mixed with patches of white ash rises, the air filled with the stench of corpses, spreading to every corner, making one hold one's breath, daring not to reveal even a fraction.

This is the secluded cultivation place of Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, the leader of the family faction of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong.

Bone Burning Mountain!

"Blood Bone disciple?"

"Come up."

From the mountain peak came a hoarse, dry voice, like the sound finally produced by two half-rotten bone fragments rubbing against each other.

"Yes, Master!"

Blood Bone True Person performed a great bow with utmost respect and followed step by step as he walked up.

(End of this chapter)