Chapter 688: The Enlightenment of the Young Domain Overlord Shakes the Star River

Jiang Ding landed somewhat dejectedly in front of the library and walked toward its depths.

"It's Senior Jiang Ding!"

"He looks so small, just like in the books..."

People around were whispering, some mortals speaking in hushed tones, some cultivators transmitting with spiritual sense; their words were full of excitement, as if seeing a figure from the news for the first time.

Since that year's college entrance exam, over a hundred, nearly two hundred years later, he had appeared in the public eye once more, known to the new generation of citizens.

"Be careful!"

"This old senior might be a pervert; characters in TV dramas and movies... the Child Matriarch... they all say..."

"Shh..."

Among them, one voice was less pleasant to hear.

Jiang Ding looked up; it was a thirty-something-year-old girl gossiping.

He wanted to refute something, but instead pursed his lips, walked past her, and feigned an air of indifference.

Inside, he was roaring loudly,

wishing he could stand right by her ear and shout.

"What do you mean 'old senior'? Can't you speak properly!"

"Bro, I'm only sixteen!"

"Look around; whose age isn't many times greater than mine? Zhang Zhang Junsheng, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Senior Wanji Canghai Tianjun, and others—whose age's mere fraction doesn't far exceed mine?"

"Bro is still very young, okay!"

"Forget it, I'm magnanimous, too lazy to argue with you... forget it, forget it..."

Deep breath, then another deep breath, then yet another deep breath.

Jiang Ding's expression remained normal as he hurried toward the library's depths.

"Senior Jiang, this topic..."

"Senior Jiang, regarding the condensation of magic power at the Jin Dan stage, how to..."

At the same time, some brightened with excitement, blocked his path, bowed respectfully, and then presented problems they had recently encountered in cultivation to ask.

Without preamble, utterly impolite.

This was a figure who had appeared on the front page of the Cultivator Newspaper!

Places where teachers usually couldn't explain clearly, if this person spoke a few words, perhaps one would understand, achieving thorough comprehension, removing a bottleneck on the cultivation path, making the Dao journey much smoother.

"The magic power bottleneck is like this..."

Jiang Ding forced a stiff smile, didn't ask the questioners' names, and allocated a small thread each to answer the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators who needed help.

Very easy.

The spiritual soul computing power occupied by dozens of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators combined was only about five percent, and if needed, it could be compressed further.

Problems at the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining levels were too simple.

They could be solved by instinct; at most, combined with the cultivator's personal situation, requiring very little thought.

His steps did not stop as he walked toward the library's depths.

Such a short distance would not affect the teaching, which continued; dozens of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators occasionally showed expressions of troubled contemplation or sudden realization while facing the air.

Those around were used to it, knowing they were communicating with high-level cultivators, and no one disturbed them.

In a short while, he arrived at the entrance of the Golden Emperor Palace Hall.

Compared to a few years ago, there was now a banner here, and a sign with words on it.

"Welcome Qingfeng University Professor Zhang Zhang Junsheng's lecture and sharing on 'The Sixteenth Power of the Prototype of the Sword that Extinguishes Jin Zhi'..."

The editors of the Cultivator Newspaper had not found Jiang Ding these years; they found Zhang Zhang Junsheng, who was very willing to agree to their request, to lecture in the Golden Emperor Palace and share his academic research experience.

Jiang Ding stepped inside.

"So many Nascent Souls..."

Jiang Ding clicked his tongue.

A huge crowd of heads, swarming like locusts!

They were all Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun; Soul Transformation cultivators could be seen occasionally; the spatial formation of the Golden Emperor Palace had automatically expanded many times over to accommodate so many people.

As for cultivators below Nascent Soul, their spiritual souls were too weak to enter the Golden Emperor Palace; even though this place was strictly sealed, immortal arts were far too dangerous for them.

If anything truly went wrong, it would kill a large batch instantly, and rescue would be too late.

Just like the recent display of the prototype of an immortal art.

If truly used, it would kill many people.

Furthermore, the knowledge shared here was like a heavenly book to Jin Dan cultivators; the academic experience shared via spiritual sense by Nascent Soul cultivators contained immense information, which Jin Dan cultivators simply could not comprehend.

Listening too much might cause their spiritual souls to operate under overload, resulting in hidden injuries; it would be harmful and not beneficial.

There were many people, yet not a single stray sound; one could hear a needle drop.

"In the process of our research, we discovered..."

On the podium rising in the center, Zhang Zhang Junsheng, his face flushed, spittle flying, spoke loudly about the process of the article's birth, the difficulties encountered, the gains made, the lessons learned, and so on.

Below, including the Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, all listened seriously, showing no disrespect whatsoever.

"Immortal Art: The Sixteenth Power of the Prototype of the Sword that Extinguishes Jin Zhi" was an article scoring 16.7 points.

This meant,

the Immortal Sect would reward the authors of this article with 16.7 shares of Soul Transformation war merit!

16.7 shares of Soul Transformation war merit!

Without fighting to the death, merely thinking at home, one could obtain 16 shares of Soul Transformation war merit like this!

One could imagine the preciousness of this article.

In the over ten-thousand-year history of the Immortal Sect, the combined score of sixteen-point essays has never reached a thousand; every single one has had profound influence.

If this could be truly converted into applied technology, who knows how many realms' political situations it would affect, impacting the life, death, and Dao-path survival of hundreds of millions of cultivators.

Jiang Ding did not disturb anything; he found a place and listened silently.

The prototype of the Immortal Art was severely incomplete, yet hearing it spoken by another person, containing another person's thoughts, stirred him deeply, and many inspirations arose in his heart.

At the same time, while listening to the lecture, the Tianjuns were also dividing their divine soul computing power to exchange their thoughts with one another; they did not need to focus entirely to understand the speech like a Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun would.

"Holy crap!"

"It really is a prototype of an Immortal Art!"

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun shouted and called out in the Canghai Tianjun Divine Sense Exchange Group, very lively, his personality similar to that of Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun: "Compared to this, we can throw away all our one, two, and three-point essays!"

"The gap is too huge!"

"It's fake, right? Did he just dig up some incomplete inheritance somewhere?"

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun truly found it hard to believe.

So many Tianjuns, decades of effort, all added together, were still not as good as the thoughts of a two-hundred-year-old life.

What kind of absurd tale is this? A urban legend.

"Fake?"

"You're lying!"

Seeing someone slander his student, he immediately became displeased: "Where have you ever seen a picked-up incomplete prototype that perfectly fits one's own path, a flying sword?"

"Why don't you go pick one up for us too?"

"The logic is sound..."

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun scratched his head, his expression still in a daze, as if in a dream.

What was happening right before his eyes simply did not conform to the common sense of cultivation.

"Hahaha..."

"You little fatty have such a narrow view, don't you?"

Seeing this, the old monster of the Immortal Sect Academy, Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun, laughed heartily: "Back then, when we surrounded and killed Yan Ling Canghai Tianjun, it was so difficult; dozens of people plus a large number of Dao soldiers and legions barely managed to kill him."

"If it were a Great Sun Sword Disciple at the Soul Transformation stage, one simply cannot imagine what a terrifying scene it would be."

"Perhaps..."

Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun, still shaken: "At a glance, we would be crushed, fleeing in disgrace, and with a very high probability, we wouldn't escape, being killed one by one."

"Rolling down like a snowball, it might even affect the battlefield situation of the siege against the Great Sun Sword Lord!"

"In this way, history might be rewritten."

The surrounding Tianjuns also felt a bit of post-traumatic fear.

A Great Sun Sword Disciple at the Soul Transformation stage is nothing short of a realm-level strategic unit!

If combined with the power of the Great Sun Sword Lord, they would possess world-destroying strength; numerical superiority might not be enough to change the final outcome.

"What is a Great Sun Sword Disciple?"

"The juvenile state of a Realm Ruler!"

"Moreover, our Great Sun Sword Disciple might even be the concentrated eruption of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's hundreds of thousands of years of sword Dao fortune, born to fulfill the lifelong wish of how many generations of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, transcending above Refining Void, only to be hijacked by a yellow-haired youth from the Immortal Sect, making him a special generation of Sword Disciple."

Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun stated matter-of-factly: "His sudden, explosive inspiration appearing by chance and changing the realm's situation is extremely reasonable; otherwise, how could one say that in the Immortal Dao, great power resides within oneself, and single-digit individuals decide the political landscape of realms?"

"Indeed so."

The surrounding Immortal Sect Tianjuns deeply agreed.

(End of this chapter)