Chapter 720: Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun Released from Prison

Jiang Ding, in addition to his cultivation, continued to monitor the development of the Master Tushan handmaidens for several more years.

With the situation temporarily stable, they stationed ten thousand people at the center of the Eastern Black Snow Great Grassland, specifically on the three third-grade supreme spiritual veins where the Liu Dao Sect persisted in resisting, setting up arrays and establishing the Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting as their center of rule.

Then, each dispatched a thousand-person squad to various locations across the Eastern Black Snow Great Grassland; wherever they reached a third-grade spiritual vein, they left people to occupy it, accepted the allegiance of nearby Foundation Establishment powers, and brought them under their rule.

Every Jin Dan cultivator stationed themselves at one third-grade spiritual vein.

Jin Dan-level powers that resisted stubbornly were annihilated on the spot.

Thus, over several years, the eastern part of the Black Snow Great Grassland was brought under control; the Master Tushan Handmaiden Group began collecting taxes, conscripting soldiers, and developing commerce and agriculture, just as in Master Tushan Xiancheng.

The annual fiscal remittance was thirty percent of the year's revenue, two hundred million low-grade spirit stones.

"Yes, yes, yes... your younger brother didn't think things through thoroughly..."

If they did not recognize these...

"Greetings, Teacher."

This was when he was holding back somewhat; he seemed to have adapted to life in prison, not using his full strength, otherwise he could have fought for a sentence reduction of over ten years.

"To be removed from the handmaiden sequence, one must surrender the Dao soldiers and flying swords, pay triple compensation for resources received from the Master Tushan Handmaiden Group, swear a Great Dao oath, and cease using the Dao soldier inheritance Gong Fa; this counts as a patent usage fee for the Gong Fa and spells."

"... Back in the day, your big brother hacked from one end of the Immortal Capital's Bronze Head Street to the other, fought hundreds alone without ever losing, felled eighty-seven of them; which person on the streets didn't admire me?"

Up to this point,

beneath the Sun God Tree, several more years had unknowingly passed.

"It's nothing,"

"All were minor injuries! Not a single serious injury!"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, slightly bewildered; after recalling for a while, he suddenly realized: "Today is the day Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun is released from prison; I promised him before I would go pick him up, I almost forgot."

"Finally, regarding the crime of mutual brawling, your big brother didn't spend a single day longer in prison than anyone else!"

"This doesn't count for anything, no big deal, no big deal."

"Fatty, do you know how important face is for people on the streets?"

Seeing this, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun said with some dissatisfaction: "I saw on the news that when other bosses get released from prison, a crowd greets them in an orderly fashion, with drums booming, firecrackers exploding, and a lively atmosphere; only that has face, face!"

"Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace is quite good; we must have face..."

Jiang Ding, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and the others shouted in unison.

After traveling continuously for a few minutes, they arrived above the city, stopped tearing space to avoid injuring others, and walked on foot toward the entrance of the Immortal Capital First Prison.

Arriving at the prison entrance,

Jiang Ding's annual income was over four hundred million low-grade spirit stones, which could cover the portion needed for cultivation.

All of this, they decided for themselves; only after the Master Tushan Zhongting made a resolution did they submit a meeting record copy for approval.

The purpose of the elders was to benefit future generations, not to pretend to be poor while being generous.

He could feel that the loyalty of the current Master Tushan Handmaiden Group had dropped below seventy points; especially the female cultivators who joined midway, they would likely begin plotting to backstab the Dao Soldier Master once they reached Nascent Soul; this was almost inevitable.

Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun spoke concisely.

After cursing for a while, the two linked arms and walked unsteadily toward the direction of Qingfeng University.

Here, the heavenly and earthly spiritual qi and the essence of the Great Sun churned; the turbulent area spanning tens of kilometers calmed down, returning to a state of peace and tranquility.

"My big brother is wise and majestic."

"Brother has always been magnanimous and generous."

"Did you forget? Over forty years ago, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun promised to take us to see the Immortal Arts."

The Master Tushan handmaidens received Nascent Soul Gong Fa; there must be an explanation; a mere triple fee is already extremely cheap, extremely benevolent.

"The news only reports low-probability events; that's why they make the news; many people didn't have accidents..."

To date, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun has served forty-three years in prison; his attitude during reformation was good, earning a seven-year sentence reduction for meritorious deeds.

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun bowed and scraped: "Didn't you see the second half of the news? That boss was caught again immediately after getting out; people on the streets can't defecate on the government's head!"

As for the Dao soldiers and flying swords, they have always belonged to the Great Sun Sword Disciple.

"Fatty..."

Jiang Ding was stunned.

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's signature wild laughter erupted; a pale-faced yellow-haired youth appeared at the prison entrance, laughing triumphantly, drawing the attention of many prison guards.

High-level female cultivators, independent cultivators, and those from collateral family lines; how could this possibly relate to loyalty? They were never accustomed to having anyone above them.

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun stood in solemn respect.

These three have been quite busy; especially with the upcoming change of term, everything is a tangled mess; except for attending classes, they often go years without being seen.

"Here to pay respects to Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun."

"Once freed from confinement, the dragon swims the four seas, roaming the world!"

Jiang Ding merged his body with his sword, transforming into a sword-shaped escape light that tore through space and vanished.

"Why is it only you few?"

The few followed behind the two elders.

Jiang Ding discovered that in front of Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, this Immortal Sect military commander instantly lost all his majestic dominance, adapting very well to the role of a bag-carrying underling, with every movement arranged very properly.

Jiang Ding suddenly understood.

Several pairs of eyes looked over in unison.

"Not yet, Big Brother; they are a bit younger than us and have been waking up one after another recently; don't worry, I have arranged everything; they won't just hang around in the Chen Mian Mi Jing; we must at least choose a feng shui treasure land for a grand send-off."

But in reality,

He ducked his head and scurried away, arriving at the group's location.

"That is also very good."

"Who dares not call out 'Brother Tian'?"

"Big bro, awesome!"

After retrieving the Taiqing Flying Sword, the super battleship Dayi vanished into the deep space.

"Their tendency toward independent warlordism is extremely serious..."

Any single Gong Fa is the crystallization of countless immortal sect heroes' wisdom, the result of generations of sacrifice and effort.

"The pomp isn't enough—we need more people, just to look imposing."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun was also present.

"... sigh, let's not bring up the past."

"Good morning, Elder Master Canghai."

Jiang Ding spoke coolly, gently caressing the sword hilt.

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and Zhang Zhang Junsheng were all there.

"Big bro, got it!"

"How are Old Huang and Old Yang and the others? Dead?"

Jiang Ding scoffed.

"But... we just got out—we need to lie low for now."

Jiang Ding stepped forward obediently to pay respects, curiously asking: "Master, why did you all come here too?"

Jiang Ding was puzzled and looked toward Zhang Zhang Junsheng.

Jiang Ding didn't care about loyalty or not.

The value of Nascent Soul Gong Fa and Jin Dan Gong Fa can be judged by the impact of Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun's single document, 'Letter to Fellow Daoists on Nascent Soul,' and what was disseminated was surely only a barely Nascent Soul-level Gong Fa—whether it suited anyone was debatable.

Mieri Canghai Tianjun boasted enthusiastically.

Mieri Canghai Tianjun said proudly: "More importantly, all eighty-seven of those slackers collapsed. When they went to check their injuries, guess what?"

Among them, fourth-rank heavenly treasures were extremely rare, third-rank were partial, and the overwhelming majority were first- and second-rank heavenly treasures.

"Hahaha..."

Zhang Zhang Junsheng whispered secretly.

He thought this was reasonable.

"Greetings, Elder Mieri!"

Mieri Canghai Tianjun remained dissatisfied.

Don't assume these Gong Fa are worthless just because they're everywhere in the immortal sects—you can read any one you want.

"I remember, there was something..."

But this was quite normal—he sent a fragment body to visit the prison every few months, and Jiang Ding had seen him many times already.

"Yes! To witness Elder Mieri's heroic bearing is truly the supreme fortune of our junior generation!"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun kept apologizing.

Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting's plan was, once the Eastern Black Snow Steppe stabilized in the tenth year and additional troops were replenished, to immediately expand toward the Liu Dao Sect's main gate and the territories of the Yin, Wang, and three other clans, growing through war.

The two Canghai Tianjun were boasting up front; Jiang Ding and several Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun strained their ears.

As the prison gate began to open and a tuft of yellow hair appeared above the bars, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun spoke even more obsequiously.

"Nonsense!"

"Good, good—I trust your work. There aren't many old brothers left from back then..."

From the moment the Master Tushan Zhongting resolution was formed, all Master Tushan maidens had already begun executing it—approval or not was meaningless.

Jiang Ding listened from behind, falling silent for a moment.

He now understood where the immortal sects' numerous extreme hawkish factions came from.

(End of Chapter)