Chapter 878: Returning to the Xianmen Aboard the Dayang Dayang Tianchi

The Dayang Dayang Tianchi has broken free of its confinement.

With every breath it inhaled and exhaled the chaos of the void, converting it into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for its own growth; the various spirit beasts, sword-path treasures, and rare materials within the Dayang Tianchi cheered and leapt for joy, keenly sensing the dramatic changes sweeping the world.

"Come here."

Jiang Ding said softly.

Hum!

Hum hum!

The Dayang Dayang Tianchi spun like a streak of flowing light, breaking through layer upon layer of space as it drew near Jiang Ding; even its starting speed was faster than that of the vast majority of Soul Transformation cultivators.

The Dayang Tianchi kept expanding, kept expanding, and in the blink of an eye it filled his entire field of vision, its boundaries nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Ding stood atop the crystalline wall of the Dayang Dayang Tianchi, his heart shaken.

A Void Refinement fortress-grade Dao artifact — its reputation was well deserved.

Standing here felt exactly like standing upon a planet; looking out in every direction, all he could see were skies and clouds, wind and rain ceaselessly drifting, with no end in sight.

The only flaw was that the great majority of this rule-bound planet was covered in all manner of vicious blotches — Law-Destroying Radiation, deadly poisonous jungles, Shadow Abysses… and so on.

The areas still able to function normally amounted to less than five percent.

Even so, it displayed the absolute dominion of the Soul Transformation tier.

"It should be repairable… at the very least, the Law-Destroying Radiation I can handle myself."

Jiang Ding estimated.

If nothing unexpected happened, the Dayang Dayang Tianchi would be his companion for several thousand or even tens of thousands of years; future plans had to be laid out well — to grow together, to repair it bit by bit, and even to surpass it.

"Can I use this to kill enemies?"

Jiang Ding asked expectantly.

"Those of the same tier, or one tier above — no."

Moon Spirit answered mercilessly.

"You may cultivate within the Dayang Dayang Tianchi, grow alongside it, use it as a mount, or use it to evade Void Refinement-level enemies… as long as it remains undamaged. You may also use it to train subordinates, or for anything at all."

"But it cannot be used to fight enemies of the same tier or one tier above."

"This is the most fundamental restriction inscribed into the Dayang Dayang Tianchi by every past master of the Dayang Sword before their passing. It is extremely stubborn. If you wish to change it, you may consider advancing beyond Void Refinement."

"Once you break through beyond Void Refinement, you will be the re-founding patriarch of the Dayang Sword Pavilion, and need heed no ancestral teachings."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ding could not tell whether he felt regret or relief.

The Dayang Sword Pavilion's legacy truly left no room for rest or slackening.

No matter how lofty your status, if you were not strong enough, if your sword intent was not firm enough, it would cast you aside without the slightest hesitation, with no sentiment whatsoever.

"I'm tired from the journey — I'll take a nap…"

Jiang Ding yawned and walked toward the interior of the Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

Suddenly, his footsteps paused.

In the dim starry sky, a white speck appeared; moments later it swelled into a vast stretch of Guanghan Palace, dozens of kilometers across, radiating a pale, misty moonlight, looking as though it were the homeland of a moon-palace fairy.

Yu Yu Qianzi.

The Taiyin Sword Child of the Qingmuxian Sect.

After the Xianmen went to war with the Badaxian Sect, no one ever mentioned the Taiyin Sword Sect again — that sect, which had gathered sword cultivators from the Badaxian Sect mainly to handle localized wars against the Xianmen.

Once the two sides tore off all pretense, no longer maintaining their tacit understanding, no longer wary of each other, a sect without even a single Void Refinement practitioner was no longer needed.

At this point, Yu Yu Qianzi had already advanced to the early Nascent Soul stage.

For a Dao Child of the Xian Sect, this was the most natural thing in the world; if not for waiting for the opportunity within the Yin-Yang Void Realm, they could have broken through long ago — neither Gong Fa, resources, nor inheritance were lacking.

Nascent Soul tier, Dao Child.

Jiang Ding's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ding!"

"Before you stands Yu Yu Qianzi, Deputy Envoy of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong stationed at the Xianmen."

The Central Array Spirit computer swiftly reminded him.

"Deputy Envoy?"

Jiang Ding frowned and flipped through the most recent military intelligence briefing.

In recent years, relations between the Xianmen and the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong, the Shangqing Lingbao Sect, the Dandingxian Sect, and others had eased once more; trade had resumed, just as in the past. Both sides — including Void Refinement grand powers — could obtain what they wanted through inter-domain trade, mutually beneficial.

Cultivators from both sides also began to travel back and forth, especially in the Xianmen's territories beyond the home star.

Xian Sect cultivators utterly despised the Xianmen's First Law; unless absolutely necessary, they would not set foot on the Xianmen's home star.

Even so, not a single one of the Nine Great Dao Children had ever come close to Xianmen territory.

Now, it seemed the situation had changed?

"Hi, Dayang Sword Child!"

"What a coincidence."

Yu Yu Qianzi greeted him with a smiling face.

Her skin was snow-white, her face an oval; her moon-white immortal gown fluttered in the wind, making her look like a Guanghan fairy, showing none of the hostility of their life-and-death struggles within the Yin-Yang Void Realm.

"Mm, quite the coincidence."

Jiang Ding nodded and turned to walk into the interior of the Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

Before turning back,

he cast a glance at the Moon Lineage's foundational treasure — a fifth-tier supreme-grade Primordial Spirit treasure, the Guanghan Immortal Palace.

He had envied it to no end many times in the past.

Now...

Hmph!

"Hey!"

"Hey, hey!"

Yu Yu Qianzi saw he had not drawn his sword; while greatly relieved, she said somewhat irritably, "Couldn't you at least ask why I happened to appear here so conveniently?"

"It's a matter of courtesy!"

"When I was pursuing my master's degree at Qingfeng University, my teacher always said that!"

Jiang Ding paid her no mind.

He walked into the center of Dayang Dayang Tianchi, his gaze sweeping over the Riyan River and the Yuehe River, two rivers stretching for hundreds of kilometers.

Just as before; nothing had changed.

Along both rivers grew numerous heavenly treasures and earthly gems, all pertaining to the Sword Dao, spanning from the first to the fifth rank.

Especially the fifth-rank treasures and those of the Soul Transformation realm; over these years, they have been protected by the formations of Dayang Dayang Tianchi. Disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect, lacking authorization from Dayang Dayang Tianchi, could not harvest them, so many have grown over the years.

"Not bad."

"A vast fortune..."

Jiang Ding silently calculated: "Even with only half ownership, this could satisfy nearly half of my Nascent Soul stage needs for heavenly treasures and earthly gems. Of course, I won't sweep them clean like a bandit; instead, I'll take a little each year, ensuring sustainable development, and periodically invest large amounts of spirit stones to nourish and cultivate them."

"For this, we can hire fifth-rank spiritual planters, fifth-rank spiritual miners, fifth-rank earth vein masters, and others from the immortal sects to handle it."

"Cultivating year after year, even after I advance to Soul Transformation and beyond to higher realms, there will still be resources available. It will be a treasure trove continuously producing heavenly treasures and earthly gems."

"By the way, the Secret Realm of the Luo Xu Sect, the one in the Northern Plains, once I reach the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, I'll retrieve it and turn it into a spiritual herb garden."

"Now that I am a Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun, I must establish some assets for myself; otherwise, sitting idle and consuming reserves will eventually deplete even the greatest wealth."

Jiang Ding flew within Dayang Dayang Tianchi, not tearing through space, visiting every spot. He carefully scanned, assessed, and recorded with his divine sense, then wrote and drew in a notebook, planning how to arrange his future home: planting fifth-rank spiritual herbs for refining flying swords, nurturing fifth-rank heavenly treasures and earthly gems, cultivating fifth-rank spiritual plants, and so on.

Meanwhile, Dayang Dayang Tianchi continuously spun and flowed, dragging its magnificent radiance through the realm boundaries, flying toward the direction of the Immortal Sect's mother star.

(End of this chapter)

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