Chapter 806: Heroes Rise Together in the Northern Plains

What the Beiyuan family had feared for countless generations — the thing they had poured vast amounts of manpower and resources into guarding against — had finally come to pass.

How could a few dozen direct-lineage cultivators from various families, no matter how exceptional their talent or how abundant their resources, possibly compare with the prodigies accumulated over countless generations by the billions of living beings of Beiyuan?

In this era, the Beiyuan family's defenses had only been breached through a small crack, exposing crude Nascent Soul techniques like the Blood Spirit Canon, and one after another Nascent Soul Zhenjuns had emerged in succession — over twenty in less than a hundred years.

If this continued for another one or two hundred years, it would be no surprise if the Beiyuan family's number of Nascent Soul Zhenjuns was surpassed.

"The Demon-Slaying Alliance?"

Jiang Ding pondered this newly born organization of loose cultivators.

Inside it must be utter chaos — mutual distrust, with betrayal and treachery occurring at every moment.

Without a strong central authority to keep the Beiyuan cultivators in check, their combined strength would not increase but diminish!

This point had already been proven by facts many times before.

All at early Nascent Soul, all heroes who had fought their way up — you are a prodigy, but I am no weakling; even if you are somewhat stronger, there is no great fear.

This might be the reason Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun was willing to step down and yield to the worthy.

After several maidservants advanced to Nascent Soul, the Master Tushan maidservant corps' battle-formation strength skyrocketed, already sufficient to suppress these newly risen Nascent Soul cultivators.

Only, they would inevitably become the target of everyone.

"Do not participate. Continue to lie low, at the highest level of concealment."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"…Yes!"

Spring Sword, Black Lou Xi, and other Nascent Soul-tier maidservants paled slightly, unable to hide their inner disappointment.

This was undoubtedly a severe blow to their interests!

A Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun without a fourth-tier spiritual vein could not sustain their cultivation, could only waste their years, watching helplessly as their lifespan slipped away.

If this had been earlier, they would surely have erupted in fury, chaos and murderous intent on all sides, absolutely refusing to compromise.

Now, they could only respectfully assent, not even daring to comply in name while defying in secret.

Not only did they not dare, they had to lie low meticulously, preventing any slip-up that might be seen as deliberate disobedience.

"Now is not a good time."

Seeing this, Jiang Ding offered a reluctant explanation: "The Zhengmo Alliance is indeed very weak right now. On the open battlefield it faces the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong and the Darifa Sect, both stronger than itself, and only barely survives by exploiting the contradictions between the two sects. Behind it, large numbers of loose-cultivator strongmen lurk in the shadows, watching — it looks as if it could collapse at any moment."

"However, it is precisely at times like this — when a beast is wounded and powerful enemies surround it — that it often grows more frenzied, more reckless, and more united within."

"If loose-cultivator strongmen dare to invite trouble at this time, they will surely face the Zhengmo Alliance's Nascent Soul cultivators fighting to the death with madness."

"Therefore, this is not a good time."

"Nascent Soul cultivators have long lifespans. You must grow accustomed to this — do not fight over every dawn and dusk."

"That is something for Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators to do. They do not have so much time, so they must act that way. You are different."

"Be patient. Wait for the right moment."

"Master, we have learned our lesson."

Black Lou Xi and the others said shamefully, feeling they had once again learned much.

Compared with such a cultivator who had spent years at the peak of Nascent Soul, they were still very green. They silently etched these words firmly into their hearts and subconsciously began to imitate them.

Yes.

Someone who could easily slay four Nascent Soul-tier maidservants, from which even Nascent Soul cultivators could not escape, and who had no particular need for a fourth-tier spiritual vein.

If this is not a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, then what is?

Such a figure, so patient — arriving in Beiyuan hundreds of years ago, seeking no profit or rank, willing to lie low, building up his wings, remaining silent for a long time.

With such deliberate scheming, the goal must be…

Many maidservants caught their breath.

"Withdraw. For now, lying low remains the top priority."

Jiang Ding waved his hand: "While you're at it, dismantle the teleportation arrays and communication arrays previously set up by Jin Jin Yuzhen and the others — the ones connecting the Zhengmo Alliance and the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong's forces. This old lair is no longer safe; pick another."

He tossed out a chart, on which all these things were recorded in detail.

"Yes!"

A large group of beauties curtsied and, according to rank, withdrew one by one.

In Master Tushan Zhongting, silence returned once more.

"Lying low…"

Jiang Ding fell into thought.

What he had told the maidservants was, in fact, not the main reason.

The main reason was that all operations had to wait until he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage before they could begin.

Otherwise it would seriously conflict with his own interests.

Under such circumstances, even if the Master Tushan maidservant corps suffered a catastrophe, he would not lift a finger.

Furthermore, after reaching the peak of Jin Dan, he would immediately head to the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong to demand compensation.

If the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong was unwilling to cooperate, unwilling to abide by the fairness and justice that should exist between cultivators, and give him compensation —

Then he would have no choice but to annihilate the entire Great Sun Qingse Jianzong.

At that time, it might attract the attention of Beiyuan's Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun.

He could simply run away, but the maidservants might not be able to.

As for the fact that, after his subordinates advanced to Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun, the Master Tushan faction would still be lying low and arouse suspicion… it wouldn't come to that. Tushan Master Dinghai Zhenjun had always been this sneaky, never showing himself — perfectly normal.

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept in all directions, and he nodded slightly.

The maidservants worked efficiently. In a short time they had already dismantled the arrays secretly set up by Jin Jin Yuzhen and the others, and immediately afterward set up even more covert spatial arrays and killing formations — the triggered kind.

The five great Nascent Soul-tier maidservants bustled about, joining hands to lay trap after trap, densely distributed throughout the entire Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, if they carelessly entered this place, would be severely injured in an instant.

Once everything was done, they bowed toward Master Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting, stepped onto the teleportation array, and vanished.

The highest level of concealment has now begun.

From now on, they will communicate through single lines. As long as their source master is not captured, they cannot all be caught in one net—at most, only some of them will be lost.

Jiang Ding also left this place.

His heavy injuries have not healed, and he has not yet reached the peak of Jin Dan—he will not appear in the Northern Plains again.

At the same time, somewhere deep within the Spiritless Desert, in a place with no trace of magic power, aura, or cultivators, a figure also vanished.

……

Silver Sky Island dormitory.

Beneath the Sun Divine Tree.

A youth in blue sat cross-legged in cultivation. The super warship Great Sun sat nestled among the branches, breathing in the essence of the great sun and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine its hull, inscribing the Heavenly Gang Electromagnetic Prohibition bit by bit.

Within a hundred-kilometer radius, with each breath, winds rose and clouds surged, churning without rest.

At a certain moment, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

Hum!

Hum hum!

The Taiqing Flying Sword suddenly began to hum and tremble, as if excited about something, instantly becoming very spirited.

"Something has been born…"

Jiang Ding looked into the distance, toward the star domain where the Badaxian Sect was located.

(End of this chapter)

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