Chapter 810: Thirty Years of Time

Jiang Ding opened the military intelligence internal reference exclusively provided to officers of the Immortal Gate.

"... The seven great immortal sects have deployed troops at the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and, without a moment's delay, immediately launched attacks on their respective target minor worlds."

"... The forces of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, both inside and outside the boundary, fought ahead of all others in battles against the Immortal Gate and have been almost entirely wiped out, unable to stop them."

"We have observed that except in places of fierce resistance, all cultivators of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace were escorted out by the seven great immortal sects with courtesy and were not harassed."

"... No Soul Transformation-level battles have erupted; they are limited strictly to below Soul Transformation..."

"Is this a trap?"

"Do the eight great immortal sects wish to lure the Immortal Gate out of the array range to annihilate our heavily damaged forces?"

"But this also looks like a very good opportunity; the Immortal Gate has a chance to easily seize multiple minor worlds during the internal war of the eight great immortal sects without paying any price..."

Reading this, Jiang Ding seemed to feel the hesitation and excitement in the hearts of the staff officers of the Immortal Gate Military Committee.

An internal war among the eight great immortal sects, with many minor worlds losing protection, is simply like something to be picked up for free!

This is truly enough to make one's eyes burn with greed.

"... Yuan, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, and other elders believe the war opportunity has not yet arrived; without a Soul Transformation-level great battle, without a Soul Transformation grand master being beaten to the brink of death and confirmed killable, this is not war, but merely the eight great immortal sects' internal play..."

"... The Immortal Gate's diplomatic True Person stationed at the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is requesting a meeting with the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace grand masters and has already received approval; the efficiency exceeds imagination. At this very moment, the Immortal Gate's ambassador to the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is rushing to the Nine Heavens Heavenly Palace..."

This is roughly the intelligence.

The Immortal Gate has not yet confirmed whether to fight or not; they are hesitating and only conducting preliminary mobilization.

"An internal war among the eight great immortal sects?"

"If only we could see blood, the blood of a Soul Transformation grand master."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

"If the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace grand masters can help us fight to the death against two great masters of the immortal sects, I am willing to guarantee it with sword intent. The Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace will be accepted by the Immortal Gate, enjoying autonomous region privileges within the Immortal Gate, retaining the ancestral master worship and inheritance, and the sect's name. All cultivators of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace will receive preferential treatment."

"We can give up the hatred."

"We only need the lives of two grand masters; the demand is not much."

These thoughts floated up in his heart.

Jiang Ding opened the computer, polished these views of his own, wrote them into a thesis, and submitted it.

This was a requirement of the Immortal Gate Military Committee; every officer must write a strategy as one of the references for the Immortal Gate's judgment.

Then, he closed his eyes and cultivated.

These general matters should be handled by the elders; his current understanding is limited, and his judgment is not precise.

Regardless, the most important thing is still his own cultivation.

Ignoring the turmoil outside, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.

In the passage of time, ten years flew by swiftly.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, gazed inward at his dantian, and found his magic power had increased a bit more. He estimated that in another forty-two years, three months, and twenty-seven days, he could advance to the peak of Jin Dan, with an error margin of less than three days.

No one disturbed him during these ten years.

"The Soul Transformation-level great battle of the eight great immortal sects ultimately did not erupt."

Jiang Ding read the briefing and sighed slightly: "That old turtle of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is remarkably patient. Losing twenty-one Minor Thousand Worlds, he could still endure it, willing to consider the overall situation; his temper and cultivation are excellent."

During this period, the Immortal Gate and the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace underwent intense negotiations, with both sides making concessions and compromises.

But ultimately, the Immortal Gate's bottom line was that they must see a Soul Transformation grand master on the brink of death, with a hope of being able to kill him; the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace must create this battle situation, no matter what.

This is not harassment; the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is capable of achieving this.

The Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace grand masters risking their lives, burning part of their lifespan and vital blood, using courage and killing intent to intimidate; the loose alliance of the Qi Sect might not be able to risk their lives equally. Beating an already severely injured Soul Transformation grand master to the brink of death is not impossible to achieve.

This is also a pledge of loyalty to prevent the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace from suddenly turning and striking.

Unfortunately, the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace grand masters could never agree to this bottom line of the Immortal Gate.

Therefore, the Immortal Gate could only sit and watch, not advancing the star-domain-level military array a single step.

And the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace grand masters did not come out to stop their own sect's minor worlds from being continuously swallowed by the seven great immortal sects. In the end, only nine Minor Thousand Worlds remained; the sect's hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, of clearing thorns and expanding territory, came to nothing.

After this battle, the seven great immortal sects gradually withdrew their troops and did not provoke further.

The realm thus calmed down.

The judgment in the internal reference issued by the Immortal Gate Military Committee was that this calm would likely last for thousands of years, until the lifespans of the eight grand masters neared their end.

At that time, the great tribulation of the Immortal Gate will arrive.

However, this is a matter for the Immortal Gate's Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun and a very few True Persons and True People.

Among the tens of billions of people in the Immortal Gate today, ninety-nine point nine nine nine percent of citizens will not see this day; they will spend a peaceful life thereafter.

Not only them, but also their dozens or hundreds of generations of descendants will be the same.

For them, peace has completely arrived.

"This is a good thing."

"The Immortal Gate's development speed exceeds that of the eight great immortal sects; the result will at least not be worse than today."

Jiang Ding looked very relaxed, stood up, and flew toward the classroom.

Nowadays, he basically does not participate in any classes except those of Yuan; if there is anything unknown, mutual discussion is sufficient. His divine sense and foundation in the Immortal Way are enough to support him; lecture-style teaching is no longer needed.

Except for Yuan, the other Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun are the same; if there is anything they do not understand, they can just go and ask.

The positions of these Canghai Tianjun are also very fixed; except for seclusion and work, they are basically in the Golden Emperor Palace contemplating clues to immortal arts, discussing and researching with each other. Occasionally, there are lectures where True Persons and Canghai Tianjun take the stage to speak, or they launch projects, seek investment, find people to form research teams, and develop some things needed on their own Dao paths...

Now, the Golden Emperor Palace has clearly become the academic center of the Immortal Gate; any kind of talent can be easily found here.

While attending school, Jiang Ding sent his divine sense into the network, splitting it into several streams, each with its own tasks.

One was the Yan Fa Spirit Puppet, who, while contemplating spells, was responsible for the professorship of the Adult Sword Dao Department at Qingfeng University. Year after year, he welcomed and saw off batches of students, cultivating a continuous stream of sword Dao talents for the Immortal Gate. This work currently shows no sign of ending and will last at least a thousand years.

Another was the development of divine sense avatars.

Primarily, the "Great Sun Infant-Forming Secret Art" and the "Nine Heavens Immortal Spirit Sword-Casting Art," these two immortal Dao techniques concerning the Nascent Soul and the Nascent Soul heavenly tribulation.

The former—Jiang Ding and the Sword Dao Hall research team whose strength kept growing—was the absolute main force; Zhang Zhang Junsheng was nearing retirement and in hibernation, so he couldn't help him much.

The latter—Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, this materials-science powerhouse, and his team—were the main force; Jiang Ding was merely a Sword Dao consultant in a supporting role.

Days at the immortal gate were just this busy and fulfilling.

Daily cultivation, refining flying swords, refining the super warscraft Great Sun, researching the immortal Dao techniques needed, taking part in other seniors' research projects to provide Sword Dao technical support, training the new generation of Sword Dao cultivators…

Time flew by in a hurry.

Unaware of it, thirty years had passed.

(End of chapter)

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