Chapter 875: New Home: Great Sun Heavenly Lake

"The Northern Plains…"

Jiang Ding's eyes were gleaming green.

"No, not just the Northern Plains — that entire world. The people of this world all need saving."

"Those damned demonic cultivators, man-eating demon clans, those dogshit noble bloodlines, and all those chaotic heretical cults — every single one is a plague upon the world. Wipe them out one by one, and give the common folk of the realm a fair shake."

"So what if the previous generation's Great Sun Sword Child went missing? I didn't use any immortal arts!"

"Still, I'm too weak right now… wait a little longer."

Jiang Ding calmed the uncontrollable sense of justice surging in his heart.

Right then, he transferred fifty-two billion low-grade spirit stones and purchased a piece of Grade-4 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin from the Immortal Gate Immortal Capital Steel Group.

After payment, only a few minutes passed before a palm-sized piece of pure-gold Synthetic Gengjin pierced through space and appeared before Jiang Ding — several thousand kilometers felt no different from face-to-face.

This piece of Grade-4 Synthetic Gengjin blazed with dazzling, resplendent light, its edge boundless; any wisp of its aura could pierce through space and slay a Nascent Soul cultivator like grass, without the slightest effort.

This was a top-grade fifth-tier material — peak Soul Transformation level.

At this point, Jiang Ding's spirit stones were completely spent; not a single one remained in his pocket, making him a thorough pauper.

Forget buying things, he didn't even have money for daily cultivation and socializing.

"It's fine, it's fine."

"A thousand gold spent returns anew — being able to spend money is a good thing; it represents a cultivator's potential."

Jiang Ding consoled himself.

Immediately, he took out all his Ri Yan Jing stones and piled them into a small mound on the ground.

Dai Sen's Solar Sword Domain was no longer useful — it couldn't smelt materials of this grade. He could only rely on sheer quantity of Ri Yan Jing, and once it was used up, it would be completely gone.

But there was no need to worry — from now on, he wouldn't need it anymore.

Within Dayang Dayang Tianchi, two rivers flowed year-round, named the Ri Yan River and the Xihe River. The Ri Yan River smelted, the Xihe River tempered — their efficacy far surpassed that of Ri Yan Jing stones, and cost nothing at all. Simply perfect.

Jiang Ding ignited the pile of Ri Yan Jing stones with his sword intent.

A single spark caught, and immediately a blaze of sword-intent fire several meters high leapt up; the Taiqing Flying Sword and the Grade-4 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin were placed within it.

Around them lay many other materials — uranium, silicon, copper, iron, and so on — spread across an area of several kilometers.

Jiang Ding flicked a finger, drawing out a wisp of flame that fell among the piles of mundane materials around him. In an instant, the sparks exploded wildly, spreading across hills and plains; the mundane materials melted within, their essences extracted, and bit by bit fell into the Taiqing Flying Sword and the Grade-4 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin.

Under the burning of the Ri Yan Jing fire, after more than a year, the Grade-4 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin had only just barely melted.

Using divine sense and sword intent as his brush, and the Grade-4 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin and the essence of all the world's metals as his ink, Jiang Ding continuously sketched within the Taiqing Flying Sword, inscribing layer upon layer of Great Sun Heavenly Gang prohibitions, bit by bit strengthening the Taiqing Flying Sword's control over the grand momentum of heaven and earth.

Actually, in terms of efficiency, it would be best to wait until after the Great Sun Refined Gold was produced before refining it. Refining it now was extremely slow — about the same efficiency as an ordinary Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun refining a Primordial Spirit treasure.

However, the accounts couldn't be calculated that way.

The Taiqing Flying Sword was his life-bound Dao-base sword. Regardless of efficiency, regardless of reason, as long as he wasn't dead, it should be refined as the first priority.

This was a habit, a steadfast will — it couldn't be compared by mere efficiency.

And so, while cultivating — while re-cultivating the Nascent Soul chapter of the Wan Hua Ci Yuan Jing — Jiang Ding split off part of his divine sense to refine the Taiqing Flying Sword, divided his attention to manage the Sword Dao Hall laboratory, taught the adult Sword Dao program, and participated in numerous seniors' research projects, providing Sword Dao support.

His soul's computational capacity, split across many tasks, improved comprehensively.

Time slowly passed.

In the blink of an eye,

fifteen years had gone by.

……

Fifteen years —

for an ordinary mortal, enough to go from birth to nearly graduating high school and entering university.

For a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was merely an ordinary closed-door cultivation session.

Beneath a 12,000-meter-tall Solar Divine Tree, a youth in blue robes opened his eyes. The turbulent spiritual energy of heaven and earth across a thousand miles around slowly calmed, and the dim sky brightened once more.

"I now possess initial complete combat power…"

Jiang Ding looked inward at his dantian.

Within the dantian, the Nascent Soul projected by the Taiqing Flying Sword sat in stillness — a three-inch-tall little figure with fair, tender skin, eyes like stars, ink-black hair flowing loose down its back, and a divine halo of heaven and earth behind its head, which spontaneously drew the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the dantian's meridians, and also possessed some ability to filter out impurities.

This was the special quality of a Dao-Rule Nascent Soul.

Not only did it work wonders in cultivation — drawing in and filtering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth — it could also use it to control the grand momentum of heaven and earth, possessing a fraction of a Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's abilities, and was of immense benefit for advancing to Soul Transformation.

Over these fifteen years, the magic power within his dantian had increased a little more, about to touch the limit of early Nascent Soul.

"Sixteen years — just sixteen more years and I can advance to mid Nascent Soul."

"No bottleneck whatsoever."

Jiang Ding Zi murmured to himself.

Apart from magic power accumulation, the concealment art Tian Zhong De Fa was at an initial-entry level; the escape art Ten Thousand Li Radiant Sword had already been cultivated to minor completion, much faster than the concealment art — this was thanks to the Taiqing Flying Sword's role within it, granting special enhancement and greatly reducing cultivation difficulty.

Sword arts, on the other hand, were self-developed by him, and started out at great completion.

Attack, concealment, mobility — the three great arts were all in place.

Thus he now possessed initial complete combat power. Facing a Soul Transformation-level opponent, he would no longer be flustered, and his safety had greatly improved.

"Time to go find my new dormitory."

Jiang Ding stood up, sheathed the Taiqing Flying Sword, transformed into a streak of rainbow light, and flew skyward. Within a few breaths he broke through the cloud layer and entered the upper atmosphere.

His speed did not slow in the slightest — rising, rising. The shield around his body rubbed against the atmosphere, producing a brilliant light, dazzling as a meteor.

Whoosh!

In just a moment, Jiang Ding broke free of the final atmospheric layer and stood in the starry sky.

He gazed at the stars filling the sky, and a feeling of relaxation and ease spontaneously welled up in his heart.

Having cultivated to this point, beyond the planet was his best place for cultivation. Still, he had to remain cautious — the endless darkness and profound depths within the realm's boundaries were not places a Soul Transformation-level expert could linger in for long. Once lost within, falling was commonplace. He had to have his home planet as a reliance and could not stray too far.

"Great Sun Dayang Dayang Tianchi..."

Jiang Ding Zai Gao Jie, amidst the starry sky of the realm, gazed at the countless stars and the cold Yin star in the heavens. This was not the sky of a Qi-less universe; those stars were not fixed stars, but real and true Minor Thousand Worlds.

Some Minor Thousand Worlds belonged to this realm.

Others appeared close at hand, yet in truth, separated by how many realms, like illusions and bubbles; even a Void Refining Great Expert could not reach them after exhausting a lifetime.

At this moment, standing here, Jiang Ding felt a sense of kinship arise in his heart as he looked toward a certain spot in the realm's starry sky.

This was the place where the Great Sun Dayang Dayang Tianchi resided.

The Spirit of the Dayang Tianchi was calling to him, hoping to break free from its seal and once again cradle the Great Sun Sword Disciple, watching over his growth.

"I have arrived."

"My new home is right here!"

Jiang Ding merged his body with the sword, transforming into a brilliant light that illuminated ten thousand li, traversing the realm's starry sky with imposing pressure that spread in all directions.

At the same time, inside the Moon-Exploration Expedition Laboratory.

The will of the Central Array Spirit Computer operated coldly, fixing its gaze on the eight Great Experts, clear and distinct, and politely commanding them to remain within its line of sight at all times.

(End of this chapter)

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