Chapter 824: The Great Sun Sword Son's Travel Procession

Jiang Ding pondered many questions.

The concealment and qi-suppression techniques on his body gradually activated, but this time it was not the entire person vanishing into invisibility; rather, the aspects within his body belonging to the Wan Hua Ci Yuan Sutra and electromagnetism were hidden, slowly retracting, transforming into pure Great Sun.

Gradually, scorching, destructive aura spread outward.

"Sword Son!"

"Thousands of years have passed; the sect cultivators see you once more."

At this moment, Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun had not the slightest doubt; he bowed deeply in a grand salute, infinitely respectful.

Yes, this was not a lifeless object, but a magical treasure possessing a weapon spirit.

It existed in an unknown place of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong; whenever a new Great Sun Qingse Jianzong Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun was born, it would evaluate and choose whether to summon them.

"... As long as you appear, it will recover quickly..."

"Including you."

Coincidentally, regarding lifeless objects that operated strictly according to the Great Sun Sword Laws, devoid of any emotion, he was very confident he could persuade them without using violent means.

For sword cultivators, comprehending sword intent was the threshold; compared to spell cultivators, they were originally an ultra-elite profession.

"But, you cannot even defeat the Darifa Sect; your strength is very weak."

Obviously, the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong had failed to achieve this.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion's inheritance was intimately connected to the existence of the Great Sun Sword Son and the Great Sun Sword Master; lacking a core, indeed many things were no longer applicable and needed correction and perfection.

Nascent Soul cultivators came and went; birth and death were all part of the natural order of heaven and earth.

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun was elated and respectfully led the way ahead.

He lamented, "In the sect's records, when the Great Sun Sword Son traveled, the entire realm was filled with brilliant light, sword beams stretching ten thousand zhang, sword path prodigies from all realms respectfully standing by his side, sword intent pressing down on all four directions, and hundreds of millions of cultivators submitting..."

"Is that so?"

"Sword Son, I do not know."

It was simply mortifying.

This was actually irrelevant.

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun did not understand why.

"You withdraw; use a concealment technique."

"Will Sword Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun... cooperate with me?"

The Master Tushan Maidens' group was not strong enough.

In the sky, a magnificent Great Sun rose, illuminating dozens of kilometers, while hundreds of millions of flying swords pierced clouds and cracked stones in the air, blocking out the sun and covering the sky.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion sword cultivators were even the monarchs among sword cultivators.

Therefore, it was necessary to absorb more Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun to participate in governance.

Being chased by six demons from rural backgrounds, relying entirely on bloodline instincts, and whose bloodline instincts were merely average, not divine beast bloodlines, at the same level, nearly forcing him to burn his dharma body to escape as a Nascent Soul.

"Yes!"

"Everything below Soul Transformation?"

If multiple late-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivators joined forces, plus many mid- and early-stage cultivators, Sword Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun would not dare to act rashly.

Jiang Ding remained noncommittal.

"... This is true..."

The Great Sun Qingse Jianzong might be a very good choice.

"Many changes have occurred within the sect; hearts are chaotic, but it does not matter. You simply kill all these people, and soon a loyal and pure Great Sun Qingse Jianzong will emerge."

This set of words was not finished; it seemed to be only the beginning.

Whether it was the previous Great Sun Sword Son or himself, neither would place the key in a single Nascent Soul peak cultivator, granting him any critical authority or entrusting major affairs to him; that was impossible.

Currently, the most important thing was the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong's inheritance.

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun spoke humbly.

Jiang Ding nodded.

"To clear the path for you."

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun had the qualification; Ran Gu Master Dinghai Zhenjun's strength was not much weaker than his, but he did not; the evaluation criteria were unknown.

"I also do not know exactly what he is thinking."

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun stiffened.

He did not know how the Great Sun Sword Sons of past generations were, nor was he interested.

This opportunity was available only to very few Nascent Soul cultivators.

After reaching Nascent Soul, the heavenly treasures, earthly gems, and spirit stones required would skyrocket; if one sat in a single location bitterly, participating personally, when would it ever be done?

Jiang Ding glanced at him, ruthlessly exposing the truth.

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun was about to do something else when a chill struck his neck.

He added another sentence.

Not only had they failed to achieve this, but it seemed they had gradually lost the original things, regressed, and slowly merged with native inheritances, becoming indistinguishable.

"Come with me to the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong."

Of course, it was too early for these things.

"Perhaps."

"Yes, Sword Son!"

"What are you doing?"

"It is a pity that no matter how it is forged, only a very small part can be restored."

The spirit of the Great Sun Dayang Tianchi is just like this.

In the Darifa Sect, any Nascent Soul cultivator with potential would receive a single summons to the Sword Comprehension Stele.

In short, in his view, exposing himself like this would place him in an even more conspicuous target, bringing countless unnecessary dangers out of thin air.

It wasn't just clearing the path—he formed hand seals, gathering the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, and one after another, sword-bearing maids and attendants materialized, leading the way ahead.

Jiang Ding asked in a quiet, drawn-out voice.

"This is the compensation I need."

Jiang Ding said flatly.

Jiang Ding deliberated for a moment, then asked.

Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun said in confusion: "Dayan Jianzi, it's not that I'm not doing my best, but too many of the Great Sun Sword Heir's ceremonial regalia have been lost. We can only make do for now and have them forged properly later."

At their peak, although they occupied several hundred Minor Thousand Worlds, the number of disciples within the sect had always been very small—less than one-tenth of any other immortal sect.

Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun said obediently: "Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang has served as Supreme Elder for several hundred years, his cultivation at the peak of Nascent Soul, the number one powerhouse of the Northern Plains, with some hope of reaching Soul Transformation. Everyone respectfully addresses him as Old Ancestor."

"I say, put it away, and use your strongest concealment art."

"Huh?"

In Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun's divine soul, there was no related inheritance; his sword Dao talent, comprehension, and divine soul were all unable to bear it. There was only a single clue—the Sword Comprehension Stele.

No matter what Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun did, he could not affect anything.

"A pure sword Dao sect will subdue all others. There will no longer be family factions, master-disciple factions, no more petty schemers pursuing selfish interests, no more internal chaos."

Jiang Ding's expression turned slightly cold.

Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun's face flushed red. He glanced aside and changed the subject, defending himself: "A pure sword Dao is too extreme. It goes against a cultivator's nature of seeking longevity and stability. Without anyone above to keep things in check, it's easy to stray from the path. This is not what we wished for…"

If this were within the Darifa Sect, any cultivator who dared call themselves a Great Sun Sword Cultivator would immediately have a true Great Sun Sword Cultivator kill them on the spot.

Now, the only obstacle was the Soul Transformation-grade formation left behind by the previous generation's Great Sun Sword Heir within the Darifa Sect.

He listed every reason he could think of—from resources and temperament, to internal chaos within the sect, to relentless external enemies, to the despicable cultivators of the Darifa Sect being utterly inhuman…

This magic treasure and its weapon spirit were completely out of place in the Northern Plains Cultivation World, containing extraordinarily advanced immortal Dao technology. As expected, it was one of the treasures brought over from the Darifa Sect.

"Dayan Jianzi, it's not like that…"

Still, the many Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun of the Darifa Sect were useful.

With a number like this, they could suppress the Badaxian Sect in a fight.

"This…"

"The core inheritance of the Darifa Sect should be here."

Jiang Ding was seventy to eighty percent certain in his heart.

These things, Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun could not accomplish.

"Dayan Jianzi, are you going to visit the Darifa Sect?"

He could easily defeat late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, but could not guarantee killing them.

In a nutshell, degenerating into what it is now was not my wish.

"Anything below Soul Transformation, we can handle for you."

He swiftly retracted all the strange phenomena and concealed his figure.

The two stood one in front of the other, openly flying toward the Darifa Sect.

(End of Chapter)

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