Chapter 699: The Alliance Between the Zhengmo Alliance and the Darifa Sect

Jiang Ding counted the items in Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's storage bag.

Truly a Nascent Soul from a great sect; even his personal belongings hold such immense value. Just the worth of the fourth-tier heavenly materials and Nascent Soul treasures exceeds that of Shen Ya Master Dinghai Zhenjun and the Beast Spirit Immortal City.

The reason the total quantity is less is that mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators disdain carrying low-grade items.

Third-tier heavenly materials are already the limit; anything below, first or second tier, serves no purpose other than occupying space in the storage bag.

"Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, you are not a good sword cultivator."

"A true sword cultivator is always poor; how could one possess such vast wealth?"

Jiang Ding sighed.

"Poor yet strong—that is the true essence of the Sword Dao."

Just like him.

Do not think that because so much was seized now, and the number of lower-grade spirit stones has returned to over ten billion, that he could not spend it all clean in ten-plus years, leaving not a single drop behind.

By then, if a great power truly killed him, they would guarantee not a single hair's worth of loot would be taken from him.

As for the innate flying sword, others cannot use it; it can only be scrapped.

The reason Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun was like this was likely related to his being stuck in a bottleneck; no matter how much he refined the flying sword, he could not utilize such vast wealth, his talent and aptitude being insufficient.

Simply put, his ability to spend money had failed.

He set down the storage bag.

"Yin Jiu..."

Jiang Ding showed an expression of anticipation as his divine sense probed into the storage bag of Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun, this lone wolf.

"Lower-grade Nascent Soul treasures: a shield, a round bead, a small knife—six items! Two mid-grade Nascent Soul treasures!"

"The rations for the Chao Ri Hao are secured!"

"A vast amount of heavenly materials, numerous mortal and cultivator living souls, numbering in the hundreds of millions..."

Jiang Ding frowned and continued looking.

"Many fourth-tier heavenly materials, third-tier heavenly materials piled like mountains, and even some first and second-tier heavenly materials of extreme quality; it seems Yin Jiu Master Dinghai Zhenjun truly intended to establish the 'Poison Qingse Jianzong'..."

"Exclude the living souls needing salvation; the remaining high-grade bones and zombies can also be recycled. The Immortal Sect can handle it; waste is not allowed. The sin was not committed by me; it has nothing to do with me. I even avenged them."

"Righteousness is powerful; the utilization rate of resources cannot be lower than that of the Demonic Path."

"Total value..."

"Eight billion three hundred million lower-grade spirit stones!"

"Among them, the proportion of fourth-tier spirit coins equals five billion five hundred million lower-grade spirit stones!"

"So much money!"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and calculated in his heart: "My current total assets have reached..."

"Twenty billion one hundred million lower-grade spirit stones!"

"A massive fortune!"

"Ah! The incredibly wealthy Jiang Canghai Tianjun!"

This was because a large amount of fourth-tier heavenly materials, magic treasures, and talismans had not yet been converted into lower-grade spirit stones. If squandered and exchanged for lower-grade spirit stones, the assets could increase explosively.

But Jiang Ding would naturally not do so.

If he truly fed the Taiqing Flying Sword first-stage cultivation heavenly materials, she would become angry, and the refinement progress would become extremely slow.

Conversely, the Taiqing Flying Sword has a huge craving for fourth-tier heavenly materials; even if given sixth-tier heavenly materials, she could digest them with delight.

If the Immortal Sect did not have a powerful high-grade heavenly material synthesis industry, Jiang Ding could not afford to raise her.

"Twenty billion one hundred million lower-grade spirit stones..."

"Plus the annual income of forty to fifty million lower-grade spirit stones from Tushan Xiancheng; if the Lieryang Spirit Iron is completed and the refinement speed explodes, it can be used for... twenty years!"

Jiang Ding calculated and sucked in a cold breath.

Raising a Dao Disciple is so hard!

Truly a super gold-swallowing beast!

The previous generation's Great Sun Sword Disciple, during his wandering in the Northern Plains in his youth, was likely in a state of chronic malnutrition, suffering from stunted growth.

Perhaps after he advanced to Soul Transformation, he would need thousands of years to make up for the foundation of his youth, and even then, might not reach the perfect state of the Great Sun Sword Disciple.

Liu Dao Sect, Wuhui Mountain.

This mountain was anciently known as the Yin-Yang Yuan-Magnetic Spirit-Devoid Mountain; the Yuan-Magnetic force was wild, the Five Elements were forbidden, and the sky was often illuminated by black and white magnetic pole divine lights. Life perished for ten thousand li; it was one of the ten great forbidden lands of the ancient Northern Plains.

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, the Liu Dao Sect's founder established the Six Paths Reincarnation Array here, subdued this forbidden land with great magic power, slew demons and monsters, harmonized the spiritual veins for ten thousand li, and founded the sect. In ancient times, it once ruled the entire Northern Plains.

Later, with the support of Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, the Yin family and others usurped the nest, transforming the sect into a family clan.

Even though the Yin-Yang Yuan-Magnetic Spirit-Void Mountain has been subdued, bursts of azure magnetic storm light still occasionally bloom in the sunlight, causing chaos in the Five Elements; even a Nascent Soul True Monarch would be in a sorry state if caught unaware for a moment.

Furthermore, legends say this mountain sits at the extreme of the world; the Yin-Yang Yuan-Magnetic force is unceasing. Within it lies a Heaven and Earth Yuan-Magnetic Divine Light, subdued by the Liu Dao Sect's founder, becoming part of the sect's foundation. Once released, gods and ghosts alike fall.

Even though it was besieged multiple times by Nascent Soul cultivators of the Dari Sect in the past, it never fell, standing tall to this day as the leader of the Demonic Path within the Zhengmo Alliance.

At this moment, in the Ancestral Hall, entirely black in color, where incense smoke curled, a crisp cracking sound echoed after being delayed by several years.

"Who died?"

"The Great Sun Qingse Jianzong and the Darifa Sect?"

The Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun guarding the Ancestral Hall suddenly opened his eyes; in them were anger, killing intent, and also fear.

Moments later,

upon seeing the shattered soul tablet, he calmed down completely, shaking his head slightly, whether in hatred or joy was unclear.

"He... actually died..."

Several transmission messages flew out from the Ancestral Hall, causing some waves within the Liu Dao Sect where the Yin-Yang Yuan-Magnetic light occasionally flashed and erupted, but they quickly subsided.

Within a peak that pierced the clouds, second only to the Main Peak, the two characters "Tianchou" were inscribed below.

This was the secluded cultivation place of Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

As the direct descendant of Liuzhi Liuzhi Laomo, the strongest demonic cultivator of the Northern Plains families, and the father of Yin Dao, the Holy Son of the Liu Dao Sect, he held an extremely high status within the Liu Dao Sect and received the intelligence immediately.

"Hahaha..."

"That bastard Yin Jiu is dead; a bastard is always a bastard! This was simply his fate!"

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun laughed heartily, his voice shaking dozens of li, filled with great satisfaction.

He was born with a delicate, handsome appearance, looking no older than twenty or thirty; he had cultivated the "Ren Hua Sheng Fa" of the Liu Dao Sect to an extremely deep realm, his eyes, nose, ears, hair, and skin all taken from different talented cultivators, his aptitude surpassing all cultivators of the same realm.

Beside him, a rigid and upright old cultivator watched silently, a flicker of killing intent passing through his heart before vanishing.

On the chest of his Dao robe, a brilliant golden sun was embroidered.

This was the emblem of the Darifa Sect.

"Haha, Daoist Yunyang, do not take offense."

"I forgot you also came from that lowly mixed-blood background."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun laughed for a long time before finally stopping his laughter, repeatedly expressing his apologies: "I killed Yin Jiu's entire family; I wanted to kill him long ago, but the clan forbade it. It took much scheming to finally kill him, and it was surprisingly easy."

"A momentary loss of composure, a momentary loss of composure."

Although he spoke words of apology, there was a sting in his tone, his contempt overflowing on the surface.

"Yin Jiu is dead?"

The rigid and upright old cultivator of the Darifa Sect showed no sign of being provoked, revealing surprise in his eyes: "This person was skilled at fleeing and possessed a fearless spirit; yet he is dead after all."

"Is it that the Nascent Souls of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong could no longer tolerate him?"

"That must be so."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun smiled, his tone pausing, and a look of regret actually appeared on his face as he sighed: "He is truly dead; I am actually a bit reluctant to let him go. He was a very good chess piece, capable of sowing discord between the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong and your Dharma Sect.

We could establish a brand new family alliance, with the family name passed down for ten thousand years, living in harmony without daily fighting and killing, so the Immortal Dao may remain evergreen."

"What an excellent standard he was."

"Pity, now that Yin Jiu is dead, many Daoist friends who were already tempted will likely hesitate again and no longer trust."

A deep regret arose in Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun's heart; he knew the grand situation had shifted again, this time in a direction unfavorable to the Zhengmo Alliance and the Liu Dao Sect.

Of course, this was regret that would only appear after the death of Master Dinghai Zhenjun Yin Jiu.

The great grudge of the destruction of his family and the murder of his mother; Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun would in no way believe that Master Dinghai Zhenjun Yin Jiu would forget.

Even if he had forgotten, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun would not believe it; he would still kill him first, and only then consider the grand situation of the Liu Dao Sect and the Zhengmo Alliance.

"In that case, Yin Jiu's death is indeed a good thing."

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Yunyang of the Darifa Sect nodded.

To him, so-called mixed blood, pure blood, lowly, and noble were nothing but straw.

How many Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators of the Northern Plains families had screamed in agony and died miserably under their hands; families with ten-thousand-year lineages had been slaughtered clan by clan with their own hands, so they long ceased to care about such verbal slurs.

These people were merely dry bones in a tomb awaiting death.

"Daoist Tianchou,"

"Then, regarding our alliance to first destroy the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, how has your sect's Daoist Liuzhi considered it?"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Yunyang asked: "Such a purely sword Dao sect is too extreme; if they do not kill externally for a period, they may even explode internally.

Once Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang recovers from his injuries, they will surely send troops; a blood battle at the Nascent Soul level will erupt in the blink of an eye, as Nascent Soul sword cultivators must grow through this."

"We might as well strike first."

"Daoist, indeed so."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun sighed: "But did we not try this last time? Our two sects guarded against each other; joined together, our strength was actually less than acting alone. After besieging the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong for many years, we were still forced to retreat."

"Nowadays, all Daoist friends desire stability; my father and Senior Tian Gui also bear injuries, so it is truly difficult to persuade them."

"This is unavoidable."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun immediately suggested.

"How about the Zhengmo Alliance and the Darifa Sect signing a defensive alliance against the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong?"

"Bound by a Dao contract, once the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong sends troops, we will join forces to destroy them; just as they have left the sect's great formation, their strength will be greatly weakened, and this is the perfect opportunity."

"You must know, in times without war, the growth speed of our Dharma cultivators is higher than that of sword cultivators; we fear no delay in time."

"A mutual defense alliance?"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Yunyang frowned, then relaxed.

"Good."

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(End of this chapter)