Chapter 863: Give the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation Some Face

Jiang Ding retrieved his three strands of Xuan Huang Hong Meng Mother Qi from the Central Array Spirit computer and carefully stored them one by one within the nascent space of his eyebrow sword realm.

These three strands of Xuan Huang Hong Meng Mother Qi were also closely monitored by the Central Array Spirit computer and Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun and others.

They devoted massive human and material resources to studying these three strands of Xuan Huang Hong Meng Mother Qi inside and out, repeatedly disassembling and reassembling them; though they appeared nearly identical to their original form and still manifested as ten-thousand-zhang chaotic dragon qi when released, they had in fact been cleansed countless times without damaging their essential structure.

The cost? Not much.

Just five hundred million library points.

"Indeed a bargain."

Jiang Ding himself felt satisfied.

For how long he could no longer recall, he had become numb to quantities like hundreds of millions or even billions of library points—spending them casually, without calculation; only sums in the tens of billions could trigger his caution.

Within the nascent space of his eyebrow sword realm,

the crystal-like Xuan Huang Hong Meng Mother Qi hovered in the sky, resonating with the sky sword intent, ethereal sword intent, Taiyin sword intent, and Great Sun Annihilation sword intent, supporting the existence of the nascent sword realm and forming a solid sky wall.

the earth-yellow Xuan Huang Hong Meng Mother Qi rested upon the ground, branching out in countless web-like earth veins, harmonizing with the earth sword intent, magma sword intent, giant rock sword intent, and others, providing the nascent sword realm space with a stable foundation.

Upon the surface between them lay the azure Xuan Huang Hong Meng Mother Qi, settling upon the land and extending countless river branches, harmonizing with the sword intents of spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, bringing flow and change to the nascent sword realm space.

Together, these three formed the preliminary ecosystem of the nascent sword realm; the speed and efficiency of its cycles surged several-fold, as did its growth rate.

"And these three as well…"

Jiang Ding flipped his hand, and three artifacts appeared in his palm.

A dimmed black-and-white chessboard artifact, a Bixi bronze statue artifact, and a short black blade—each originally the Ben Ming Fa of the previous, the one-before-previous, and the previous Shadow Demon Abyss Candidate Daozi of Brother Xuanwu Tiangong.

Within these three artifacts resided the Brother Xuanwu Tiangong's inherited divine metal, Brother Xuanwu Divine Metal, possessing immense defensive power and the ability to perfectly disperse and conduct energy.

When used defensively, this divine metal was unrivaled; no matter how much force or spell struck it, it instantly scattered the energy in all directions without sustaining any damage itself.

If used offensively, especially on flying swords, it enhanced the response speed of magic power, spiritual awareness, and sword intent, making the sword's strike speed faster by a fraction of a second.

Don't dismiss it as merely a fraction of a second.

For cultivators, countless things can happen in that instant—such as severing an enemy's head, or increasing the flying sword's speed through space.

The short blade, originally the Ben Ming Fa of the previous Shadow Demon Abyss Candidate Daozi, contained the Shadow Demon Abyss's inherited divine metal, Tian Xu Tianxu Wan Ni Xuan Metal, granting cultivators powerful concealment abilities; all Shadow Demon Abyss tactics and strategies revolved around concealment, making it the sect's core ability.

Even the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's Dayan Jianzi, unmatched in offensive power, could not locate the Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi before he struck.

Had he not encountered the Candidate Daozi of the Dongji Demon Gate, who possessed sword intent and spiritual soul nurtured by eighteenfold Taiqing Divine Iron, along with the Dongji Demon Gate's signature reconnaissance spells, all other Candidate Daozi might have died, while the Shadow Demon Candidate Daozi would still have been alive and well.

Jiang Ding stared at the short blade for several moments, scanning it with his spiritual awareness, confirming it repeatedly.

Tian Xu Tianxu Wan Ni Xuan Metal was extremely vital to him, who spent years mingling in alien worlds—it was a crucial part of his survival, and he valued it deeply.

These two were the raw materials for the "Nine Heavens Immortal Spirit Sword Forging Art: Nascent Soul Chapter."

"The prototype imperial weapon of the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan also seems to be a type of Lián Xū inherited divine metal, possessing spatial abilities and enhancing strength, blood qi, and more."

Jiang Ding recalled something.

He had seized five such imperial weapon prototypes, all contributed by the Emperor Sons.

He browsed through the latest top-tier journals of the Immortal Sect.

"No research on prototype imperial weapon materials—ten years is still too short."

"Forget it. I don't lack these. I'll deal with it later."

Jiang Ding shook his head and put away the three Candidate Daozi's Ben Ming Fa artifacts.

After wandering around, Jiang Ding finally chose his own dormitory on Yinkong Island for his Tribulation Crossing.

No special reason—just convenient, familiar.

He immediately submitted his Tribulation Crossing application, sat cross-legged on the mirror-smooth ground of Yinkong Island, closed his eyes, and gently adjusted his state.

Consider it giving the heavenly tribulation some face.

…

Several months later.

Dark clouds gradually emerged, expanding instantly to hundreds of kilometers with no sign of stopping—instead accelerating outward, soon nearing the terrifying scale of a thousand kilometers.

And still expanding!

Kong Bu Chen Zhong heavenly authority filled the heavens and earth, causing even numerous Nascent Soul cultivators to choke, their spiritual souls trembling as if facing an apocalyptic disaster, all control lost.

Jin Dan cultivators were left with blank minds.

"Nascent Soul heavenly tribulation—this is a Jin Dan cultivator's Nascent Soul heavenly tribulation…"

Many Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun who had come to observe murmured in shock.

Around them, tens of thousands of cultivators gathered, the weakest among them Jin Dan cultivators, with Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun everywhere—literally, any brick thrown would likely hit a Master Dinghai Zhenjun's head, drawing curses.

The Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun trembled violently under this heavenly authority.

"Is this really a Jin Dan cultivator's Nascent Soul heavenly tribulation? Could there be a mistake? Has something gone wrong?"

One Master Dinghai Zhenjun couldn't help asking.

He was Professor Lei Lei Shengzhen of Qingfeng University, whose research focused on cultivators' heavenly tribulations, with profound expertise, having aided many citizens in their Tribulation Crossing.

His name appeared on the latest edition of the Immortal Sect's Jin Dan and Nascent Soul Tribulation Crossing Secret Techniques.

Now, gazing at the vast expanse of tribulation clouds before him, Lei Lei Shengzhen's heart shook.

This defied all logic!

Much of the research on heavenly tribulations had been overturned, demanding complete rethinking.

"Or perhaps… some Canghai Tianjun is inside, undergoing Tribulation Crossing?"

Lei Lei Shengzhen couldn't help saying.

"Same."

"Lei Sheng, it's the same."

The current president of Qingfeng University, Yunfeng Master Dinghai Zhenjun, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, sighed to his friend: "The Great Sun Sword Zi was the absolute sovereign among Jin Dan cultivators—Jin Dan cultivators were like ants. Now the Great Sun Sword Zi has ascended to Nascent Soul."

"Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun is also mere ants."

"You feeling this way is perfectly normal; this is the juvenile form of a Domain Hegemon."

"Sigh, Lei Sheng."

"Why don't we have Senior Master Dinghai's luck?!"

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Yunfeng was so envious and jealous it showed on his face: "While in office, he did nothing, yet simply picked up a Great Sun Sword Disciple. As long as he isn't too incompetent, Soul Transformation is practically a foregone conclusion."

"This luck is simply..."

Are there any bad headmasters at Qingfeng University?

No!

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Master Dinghai's Soul Transformation is almost fated.

(End of this chapter)

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