Chapter 758: Jiang Ding: The Super Tycoon

Around them, warships crisscrossed the sky, constantly shuttling back and forth to sweep the battlefield and annihilate every enemy refusing to surrender.

A few days later, the battlefield gradually fell silent.

"Commander,"

Teacher Ouyang Hui saluted and said with high spirits, "In this battle, our forces achieved a great victory, capturing 2.07 million cultivators from the Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace, and we now fully control the Di Ci Gao Jie. We are currently reshaping the political ecology of the Di Ci Gao Jie according to our plans, exercising actual control over every corner."

"The second-line garrison battalions of the Immortal Sects are currently assembling; they will replace us in performing these tedious tasks and garrison this location."

"The soul suppression seals on the core disciples of the Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace are extremely strict and severe; once captured, the seals explode immediately, leaving no prisoners."

"There is currently one trouble,"

Teacher Ouyang Hui said awkwardly, "The battlefield was too chaotic at the time, and resistance in various areas was fierce, so... we let Wood King and Shadow King escape, and we still haven't found them."

"How was this handled in the past?"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes from cultivation and asked.

"Leave a fleet of space armies within the realm to search; it should take several years to find and kill them."

"In very rare cases, it could drag on for over ten years."

Teacher Ouyang lowered his head in some shame.

He constantly felt the need to cling to a thigh, as if he couldn't survive without one.

If this were at the Taiyi Qingmu Immortal Sect, I'm afraid no cultivator would dare make so many demands before the Candidate Daozi.

"No need for such trouble."

Jiang Ding took out a golden sword embryo; sword qi spat from his fingers as he carved intricate patterns onto it. The sharpness surged toward the sky, making even Nascent Soul cultivators shiver with cold.

Gradually, the sharpness receded, forming an utterly ordinary sword talisman.

"Just find anyone, follow the sword talisman's guidance, and go kill them."

Jiang Ding handed Teacher Ouyang Hui two sword talismans.

It was not some form of precognition; the Candidate Daozi of the Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace and the Ten Kings were marked by sword intent the moment they entered his spiritual sense range, almost instinctively, leaving no one to escape.

It was just that after killing Chong Chong Yuanzi, he felt bored with the so-called Ten Kings and somewhat reluctant to move.

"Yes!"

Teacher Ouyang Hui saluted somewhat stiffly.

She once again felt the terrifying individual combat power of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's Candidate Daozi; the Immortal Sect's space armies were incredibly fragile before the Candidate Daozi, possessing huge shortcomings in mobility, concealment, and acuity.

The Candidate Daozi possessed a special attack against individual cultivators of the Immortal Sects.

Fight? They couldn't win.

Flee? They couldn't escape.

It was simply despairing!

After Teacher Ouyang Hui left, very few people came to disturb Jiang Ding again.

An Siyan and Jin Jin Lingfeng were very busy; for the first time, they were commanding space armies. This was a rare opportunity for the two of them. They were studying and practicing intensively, matching everything with the books in school, and their foundation in the Immortal Dao was advancing rapidly, leaving them no time for anything else.

Jiang Ding scanned the surroundings and set up a concealment and masking formation.

Then,

His true form was fully revealed.

"Ahhh!!! Ohhh!!!"

"Now is the time to open treasure chests!"

"Brother is going to get rich!!"

Jiang Ding's serious expression collapsed; he cheered and jumped up, excitedly taking out a black-and-white chessboard and a small mountain the size of a palm, both from Chong Chong Yuanzi.

The chessboard had already been disinfected by the Immortal Sect's space forces, confirming no residual power from the Void Refinement realm remained.

"Hmm, not in a rush yet."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment, then took out the Ben Ming Fa treasures and storage treasures of Armor King, Fire King, and Rain King, carefully scanning them with his spiritual sense and sword intent.

"Three damaged Ben Ming Fa treasures; their raw materials can be refined, equivalent to three top-tier Soul Transformation-level heavenly treasures, which can be used for the future crafting of the Super Mother Ship."

"The Super Space Mother Ship seems to require the space warships to be refined to their peak, then returned to the factory to add a large amount of Soul Transformation-level heavenly treasures for upgrades. The requirements for the Ship Spirit are very high, equivalent to crafting a Starry Steel Fortress, with very high difficulty."

"Even the Immortal Sects often experience upgrade failures, resulting in scrapped Space Mother Ships."

"Commander, I am strong; I won't fail."

The Ship Spirit, Yun Ri, interjected.

"Don't speak; that's my line."

Jiang Ding rolled his eyes.

"Oh, okay, Commander."

The Ship Spirit, Yun Ri, tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Then what should I say? 'Steel never extinguishes.' Is that okay? I saw it said that in a movie."

"You watch movies?"

"Isn't this slacking off?"

Jiang Ding asked in surprise.

"Commander!!"

"According to the 'Artificial Intelligence Management Regulations,' Ship Spirits also have certain human rights; Ship Spirits have human rights too."

The Ship Spirit, Yun Ri, turned black-faced: "You heartless capitalist! I have off-duty hours too, you know. I also know many Ship Spirit friends."

"Yun Gong Master Dinghai Zhenjun's Ship Spirit is a big sister, an old senior; she taught me a lot. Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's Ship Spirit is an old ruffian who often pesters me; I don't like him. Yuan Yuan's Ship Spirit is a white-bearded old grandpa; whenever I complain, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's Ship Spirit gets beaten up severely and doesn't dare leave home for years..."

A girl one meter tall, wearing the dress uniform of a Space Army General, with mechanical wings behind her and two ship cannons on her back, counted on her fingers, introducing each one to Jiang Ding one by one.

"Uh..."

Jiang Ding was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Alright, it was my fault."

"Commander, merely admitting the mistake won't do."

The petite young general flew before Jiang Ding, slightly swaying her mechanical wings and electromagnetic main cannon barrel, and said solemnly, "Military law is strict; there are no jokes in the army. If you make a mistake, you must be punished!"

"Uh..."

"Then what do you suggest? Are you going to beat me up?"

"That won't be necessary."

Yun Ri flew into the Storage Bag of the Armored King, rummaging around, and finally lifted a Jin Chong Guang turtle shell as tall as a small hill. The tiny person flew beneath it and said excitedly, "Commander, can I take this as compensation?"

It was the Armored King's innate spiritual beast, a turtle shell containing part of the divine beast Brother Brother Xuanwu's bloodline.

"Sure, take it."

Jiang Ding said generously, "I'm very rich. Do you want a bit more?"

"Really?"

"Then I won't be polite!!"

Yun Ri beamed with joy, dove down again, grabbed the Armored King's blood-red giant axe, a Soul Transformation-level weapon embryo, the Armored King's giant metal body, and countless other odds and ends. Busy as a little bee, she threw them one by one into the engine furnace of the Super Battleship Great Sun.

"Commander, the Brother Brother Xuanwu bloodline is a good thing."

She moved her small hands back and forth, busy without pause, and explained, "The metal refined from this bloodline is called Brother Xuanwu Gold. It has an extremely strong transmission and amplification effect on energy. It can be said to be one of the top spiritual metals. I can use it to enhance the electromagnetic acceleration capability of the Magnetic Cloud Star-Cracking Cannon."

"And this Soul Transformation-level weapon embryo, I can digest it bit by bit now, which will also strengthen the hull..."

"By the way, after occupying Di Ci Gao Jie, the prices of electromagnetic main cannons and magical treasures for the Immortal Sects will drop, perhaps by one or two tenths, but you are not allowed to cut my annual refining budget..."

She spoke as fast as a machine gun.

"Relax,"

"A super tycoon won't do that."

Jiang Ding agreed casually while his divine sense was also busy, sorting through the Storage Bags of the Armored King, Fire King, and Rain King, rapidly categorizing various heavenly treasures, infant treasures, and captives, and calculating their value.

"Excluding the three non-saleable Soul Transformation-level weapon embryos, the total is..."

"Thirty-seven billion two hundred million low-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Ding's spirit perked up, gaining a clearer understanding of the wealth of the Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace.

This was only the wealth carried on the three kings' persons, yet it was already so massive; one truly dares not imagine how much their fixed assets, which make up the bulk of their holdings—such as all their cave dwellings, spirit fields, and spirit herb gardens—amount to.

A single Armored King was probably far wealthier than even a Soul Transformation cultivator of the Immortal Sects.

"Next is the main event..."

"Zhong Chong Yuanzi, do not disappoint me."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and held up a mountain-shaped Storage Treasure with both hands reverently: "The hope of paying off the Immortal Sect loan in one go is right before our eyes!"

His divine sense and sword intent surged into it violently.

(End of this chapter)