Chapter 971: The Entire World in My Hands

Jiang Ding spread out his divine sense, extending it to a range of sixteen hundred kilometers, surveying the current Liu Dao Sect.

Over a hundred years had passed, and with the return of numerous spirit veins, this place had already become a fifth-grade lower-quality spirit vein; in the future, as the spirit veins of the entire world gathered here, it might even reach a fifth-grade upper-quality spirit vein within several hundred years.

This place was wreathed in clouds and mist year-round, with primordial magnetic light filling the sky; Wangting Wangting Fudi, the Luoxu Sect's Secret Realm, and numerous fourth-grade Secret Realms surrounded it, the clouds thick and hazy.

Seen from afar, it resembled an immortal's sacred ground.

In a certain sense, this place truly was an immortal's sacred ground.

The center of the entire world, where countless Nascent Soul cultivators and Jin Dan cultivators gathered; every moment, new immortal Dao achievements were born, new prodigies emerged, renowned throughout the land.

Any major event that occurred here, any new immortal Dao achievement that appeared, would spread across the entire world in a short time.

Countless Foundation Establishment and Jin Dan cultivators obtained their own great Dao opportunities here, Break Through Realm, and looked toward the future.

The immortal Dao civilization of this Minor Thousand Worlds was developing at dozens of times its past speed.

Jiang Ding's gaze shifted downward, landing on the Yin-Yang Primordial Magnetic Spirit-Severing Mountain, and on the human and demon cultivators within it.

Needless to say, from the perspective of a ruler, the greatest wealth was talent, far surpassing countless heaven materials and earthly treasures; talent and the wisdom achievements created by talent were the most precious wealth.

The cultivators who lived year-round on the Yin-Yang Primordial Magnetic Spirit-Severing Mountain numbered at most ten thousand, because too many people would affect the spirit vein.

Among them were dozens of heavenly spiritual root cultivators, Yao Zu Di Pin bloodlines, special physiques, or those with astonishing wisdom and comprehension, or illustrious military merits, or those who had made indisputable achievements in agriculture, artifact refining, alchemy, and other industries, and thus had earned the qualification to cultivate on the Yin-Yang Primordial Magnetic Spirit-Severing Mountain.

The future Nascent Soul cultivators, and even Soul Transformation cultivators, would be born from among them.

Jiang Ding's gaze fell upon a centipede crawling along the mountain path.

This centipede, entirely golden-green in color, was only at the Foundation Establishment realm, yet carried an aura that made even Jin Dan cultivators slightly wary; its carapace was sturdier than the finest supreme-grade magic artifacts, and the human and demon cultivators passing by could not help but show wary expressions upon seeing it.

This centipede was a descendant of Bai Zu Tian Jun.

At just sixty years old, it had already grown to such a state.

"Jia Jin, Dao Heart score, sixty-two…"

Jiang Ding pulled up his file.

Such a Dao Heart score generally did not qualify one to come to the Yin-Yang Primordial Magnetic Spirit-Severing Mountain to receive the finest immortal Dao education; at least eighty-five points on the hundred-point scale were required.

But this Jia Jin's talent was too high, surpassing the demon race's Yao Zu Di Pin bloodline, forcibly pulling his total score up.

Some cultivators of the Zheng Sect suggested suppressing him somewhat, after all his Dao Heart score was too low, barely passing,

But no one dared to violate the system Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting had established, so it was reported upward.

"As per law."

Jiang Ding made his remarks.

While handling official duties, he transmitted the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng egg he had just obtained to the Daozheng Sect, letting them handle the related matters.

If the descendants of these enemies could, within the system he had established, drag themselves up despite the disadvantage of a low Dao Heart score, then let them be; no need to pay attention, no need to be wary of anything.

Mere mixed-blood phoenix demon cultivators and the like; if they dared to violate Master Tushan Law, they could be slain on the spot.

If they did not violate Master Tushan Law, then within this immortal Dao system he had personally built, everything everyone did was beneficial to him, beneficial to the economy, beneficial to the growth of immortal Dao civilization.

Jiang Ding spent some time handling official duties, randomly spot-checking documents involving Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators, sometimes offering praise, sometimes stern reprimands, sometimes signing arrest or execution orders on the spot, sending the Master Tushan Maid Corps and Dayang Changjiandu cultivators to handle them.

It was rather helpless; just a few dozen years of neglecting political affairs, and some people already had a fluke mentality, no longer strictly observing Master Tushan Law; the strict supervisory laws he had established were useless, corroded.

"Acceptable, no large-scale violations of order have appeared."

Jiang Ding set down the documents and looked at the most important financial report.

"This year's tax revenue is fifty-three point nine billion lower-quality spirit stones!"

"Basically stabilized."

"From now on, with the development of the world and industries, as well as talent and technological innovation, tax revenue will still increase slowly, but broadly speaking it will be like this, no major changes will occur."

"Just enough to cover the interest on the Immortal Sect loans."

Jiang Ding complained.

If not for the output of Dayang Dayang Tianchi, he could barely afford to cultivate every year.

One must know that the cost of a single piece of Dayang Sun Gold was over fifty billion lower-quality spirit stones.

That wasn't all; the Immortal Sect's Number Four Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin was also an excellent material, a fifth-grade supreme material; adding it into sword refining could greatly enhance a flying sword's sharpness and toughness.

The two combined, plus the interest expenses on the Immortal Sect loans, meant his annual expenditure was around fifteen hundred supreme-grade spirit stones.

"The Minor Thousand Worlds income is five hundred supreme-grade spirit stones, the income from Dayang Dayang Tianchi that falls into my hands is four hundred supreme-grade spirit stones."

"Every year there is still a shortfall of six hundred supreme-grade spirit stones."

Jiang Ding silently calculated; with his savings, he could still hold out for over a hundred years.

This was thanks to the accumulated wealth of the Bing Yuan Tian Jun Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng clan.

"The Immortal Sect's Dayang Sun Gold industrial chain has already begun to exert its strength; now the cost of a single piece of Dayang Sun Gold has dropped to over four hundred supreme-grade spirit stones, a reduction of one-fifth."

"If it continues to develop, a profit-making situation may even emerge."

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When that time comes, producing Dayang Sun Gold will not only not cost money, but will make money!"

Jiang Ding indulged in a brief fantasy.

With the breakthrough in the Immortal Sect's Dayang Sun Gold application technology, the Immortal Sect had already begun attempting to add Dayang Sun Gold to warships and star fortresses, to enhance the amplification of the army soul 'Zhong'.

"The spirit veins of the entire world are all under the control of Tushan Master Tushan Zhongting."

Jiang Ding's thoughts returned, his gaze looking into the distance, toward the direction of the Tie family of Beiyuan Guishan, where his surveillance magic treasure was, which he monitored year-round.

That square metal mountain peak was still the same, sealing within it an unknown aberrant object, from Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun.

After over a hundred years of spiritual energy depletion, the spirit vein here had fallen from the fifth grade; it was now a fourth-grade upper-quality spirit vein, and it was expected that in several hundred more years the spiritual energy would completely drain away, not even a first-grade spirit vein remaining, becoming a spirit-severing land under the effect of the surrounding formations.

"At that time, I will be very curious, what exactly is that thing that made me feel uneasy."

"Are Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun and Chong Chong Guang Zi inside?"

Jiang Ding murmured.

The entire world lay shrouded beneath the Da Ri Ding Gao Jie formation, with no secrets hidden anywhere — except for the Tie clan of Guishan, which had become an unknown land due to the influence of immortal technique fragments.

For safety's sake, he employed the method of wearing it down with the passage of time and spiritual energy, rather than brute-forcing his way in.