Chapter 803: Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun Is Not As Rich As Me

Jiang Ding's eyes widened.

He couldn't help but look again.

Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, An Siyan, Chong Chong Guang Zi... these people were all still here, though their injuries were severe, with broken arms and legs, some having only half a body; the most tragic, Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun, was left with only a divine soul.

But they were all still alive!

"Hahaha..."

Jiang Ding laughed heartily, dancing with joy, never having been so happy.

"Senior, I am convinced!"

"How can you not be convinced?"

"In the presence of the future great power who once defeated the peak Nascent Soul Chong Chong Guang Zi, the great Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, who dares not be convinced?"

Jiang Ding said solemnly.

"Ah, this..."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun himself felt somewhat embarrassed and nodded toward An Siyan.

"What? Senior."

An Siyan looked down, somewhat puzzled.

"Scratch my head! Little one, when people are embarrassed, they do this."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun said dissatisfied.

"You yourself..."

An Siyan looked at Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, who was left with only a head, suddenly understood, and quickly scratched his head.

"Mm, good."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun was satisfied, scratched his head, and continued embarrassedly, "Chong Chong Guang Zi was actually a tiny bit stronger than me."

"Of course, in the end he still lost and became a dead person, which is essentially different from the wise and heroic me."

"Senior is too humble; this is also one of your insignificant virtues."

Jiang Ding continued to praise.

"Haha... this... that... haha..."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun was initially a bit unaccustomed but quickly adapted, deeply agreeing, "Indeed so; no wonder the Great Sun Sword Disciple can see through the surface to my essence at a glance."

"Haha..."

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Zhang Zhang Junsheng, and others around them laughed.

After exchanging words for a while, Jiang Ding discovered they were not only waiting for him but also waiting for Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun and several other old friends.

During the war, Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun served as commander of the Eastern Front Star Army Group, opposing the Qingmuxian Sect's Void Refining Dao Soldier forces with a detachment of the Immortal Gate.

At the height of the main battlefield's intensity, he even deployed troops from the Eastern Front Army Group; though outnumbered by the Qingmuxian Sect's Dao Soldiers, he fought hard and suffered heavy casualties.

Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun himself was severely injured and had to temporarily resign his military post to recover.

Due to the complex handover procedures for the Star Army, he arrived a bit later.

"Teacher Professor Yu Chi, how are your injuries? Will they affect your future cultivation and advancement?"

Jiang Ding looked at Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun and asked.

Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun's injuries were the most severe; only his divine soul and Nascent Soul remained, attached to a temporary possession robot developed by the Immortal Gate.

Jiang Ding hoped to help him.

To this day, he still remembered that when he was young and very weak, Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun had given him the precious Infant Treasure, the Yin Mist Pearl, which contained the sword intent of a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, saving him from many detours.

That Yin Mist Pearl still exists now, placed in the adult sword arts classroom at Qingfeng University, having become a teaching tool to continue providing assistance on the Dao path for the Immortal Gate's young ones.

"The injuries are certainly severe."

Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun said bitterly, "In the past, I often worried someone would call me Old One-Eye, ruining my lifelong reputation; now, well, I have no body left at all, and my divine soul is severely injured; I don't know when I can be cured."

"What about cultivation and advancement?"

Seeing he wasn't addressing the main point, Jiang Ding pressed on relentlessly.

For a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, nothing is more important than this; he could not forget it.

"I plan to follow the path of Senior Wanji Canghai Tianjun."

Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun did not hide it, saying, "Senior Senior Wanji was once like me; his body was completely destroyed, and finally his divine soul merged into a spiritual sub-computer, thereby advancing to Soul Transformation. I feel this path suits me better."

"As for the cost, do not worry; Senior Master Canghai has promised to fund part of it, and I have established merit in this battle, so it should be enough."

"That won't do."

"Absolutely not."

Jiang Ding refused without hesitation, "Senior Master Canghai is not as rich as me."

As he spoke these words, an aura of extreme wealth naturally spread out, instantly stunning the several people around him.

"You brat!"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun snapped out of his praise mode, very dissatisfied, yet dared not refute.

Even without counting the spoils, in this battle, the commander of the Northern Sky Front Army Group defeated seven Dao Disciples of the Qiweixian Sect, killed three Dao Disciples of the Qiweixian Sect, personally participated in capturing eleven Minor Thousand Worlds, and established the Chun Jian Li Ding Gao Jie array foundations.

Adding up these merits,

it absolutely would not be less than thirty Soul Transformation merits!

Many Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun do not have such wealth.

"Teacher Professor Yu Chi, take these three Soul Transformation merits first; if it's not enough, ask me again."

Jiang Ding wasted no words and immediately transferred them; seeing Lu Ling Master Dinghai Zhenjun wanted to decline, he immediately frowned, "Back then, when giving me the Yin Mist Pearl, who said that if I became rich but didn't let you get rich, I would be considered flattened?"

"One cannot go back on one's word, can one?"

"This..."

Luling Master Dinghai Zhenjun's face was somewhat dazed.

Several hundred years ago, who could have imagined that giving a gift to a little kid in his teens would today yield returns hundreds or thousands of times over in an instant!

"Hahaha!"

Luling Master Dinghai Zhenjun laughed freely, not declining, accepting this wealth that would make countless Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun jealous. "Speaking of investment, Laozi must be the number one investor of the immortal sects — a single turn of the hand brings back returns of thousands of times. What stock god, what gambling king, could possibly compare with Laozi?"

"Thank you."

Luling Master Dinghai Zhenjun offered his solemn thanks.

"Sigh,"

"It's nothing worth mentioning, nothing worth mentioning."

Jiang Ding said, putting on a show of modesty.

"Teacher Zhang, Mentor, classmate An, classmate Jin…"

Jiang Ding looked at each one in turn, giving every one of them a share of Soul Transformation battle merit, showing no favoritism.

"You're not allowed to refuse, you hear?"

"The super-rich Great Sun Sword Son hopes you all can advance. Hundreds or thousands of years from now, we can still meet. When that time comes, return it to me a thousand or a hundredfold, and let me also have a taste of the joy of being the immortal sects' number one investor."

For the current him, this wealth was only a small portion, yet it could help his friends complete a breakthrough in their life level, so naturally he would not be stingy.

Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Zhang Zhang Junsheng, An Siyan, Jin Jin Lingfeng and the others were a bit embarrassed, politely declining for a while before accepting — after all, the bonds of friendship were different.

"What about me? What about me?"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun called out repeatedly.

"Not giving."

Jiang Ding curled his lip. "You're the esteemed senior — it should be you giving me."

In truth, he knew that Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun was extremely concerned with face, and would not accept a gift from a junior.

Besides, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun was not short of one or two shares of Soul Transformation battle merit; it was not that important to him, and could not complete a breakthrough in cultivation or life level.

Otherwise, no matter how much he cared about face, Jiang Ding would have found a way to make him accept.

"You brat are richer than me, yet you still want me to give you a red packet — shameless."

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun said sulkily.

The group waited for a while.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother, you're not dead? Hahaha…"

A nimble fatty ran out from the super long-distance teleportation array in the distant realm, laughing as he ran. Even with one arm broken off, his nimbleness was unaffected — he looked somewhat comical and laughable.

Clearly, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's concealment spell could fool Jiang Ding, but could not fool Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun.

(End of this chapter)

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