Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jiang Ding carefully examined the piece of No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal.

Despite its small, fist-sized appearance, it actually weighed a thousand pounds. It was rich in the sharp Gengjin Qi, and synthesizing it consumed energy and materials as vast as oceans and mountains, enough for millions of people in several cities to use for decades to spare.

The price, thirty million low-grade Spirit Stones!

Don’t complain about it being expensive.

Being able to buy such a top-tier third-grade material with low-grade Spirit Stones is a steal. If word got out, countless Golden Pill Monks from the Outer Realm would be green with envy.

”Just like that, I’m broke...”

Jiang Ding couldn’t help but sigh.

This one piece had consumed all his annual income.

Fortunately, he didn’t rely on Elixirs or Spirit Stones for cultivation. As long as he had a Spiritual Vein, it was enough for him, or else his own cultivation would have been affected.

Sword Cultivators are always penniless, and not without reason.

Of course, it was also because his Golden Pill territory was too small, far from reaching the limit of his strength’s control.

Compared to his strength, Tushan Immortal City was too cramped.

”No rush, I still have enough for now, no need to take any risks,”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, placing the No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal on top of the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Hum!

Humming!

The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated excitedly, like a starving Evil Spirit seeing a peerless beauty, like a parched land touched by the first drop of sweet rain. Without much refining, it automatically began absorbing the abundant Gengjin Qi from the No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal.

It was on the verge of attaching itself firmly to it.

”Super delicious!”

Jiang Ding praised.

”Not to mention how good this thing is, it can also be mass-produced.”

”That’s all,”

”This will be the Taiqing Flying Sword’s main diet from now on, occasionally complemented with tungsten, Magic Arts-Breaking Steel, and second and third-grade Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure to supplement trace elements, snacks and nibbles, and that’s it.”

”It’s just too expensive.”

Jiang Ding’s expression froze.

With just a rough estimate of the refining process, he would need a piece of No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal along with Sun Flame Crystal and Moon Creek Crystal every year. Perhaps as the refining process went deeper, the demand would increase.

He had originally planned to take a decade or so to start a Sword Dao training company. He would set up Sword Dojos in various places of the Xianmen Sect, offering training under a semi-charitable, semi-profit model, and begin cultivating the Xianmen Sect’s Sword Dao atmosphere from now. This was all in preparation for the future Divinity Transformation Strategy, aiming to lay the foundations of the Xianmen Sect’s Sword Dao.

After all, the best time to plant a fruit tree was now!

He couldn’t afford to waste hundreds or thousands of years. He shouldn’t have to wait until he advanced to Divinity Transformation; that would be too rushed.

The lifespan of Cultivators is very limited.

For research and development in Sword Dao, it’s too strenuous for one person alone. It would be best to create some kind of social trend that would lead to societal capital investment in Sword Dao research and development, thus reducing costs or even turning a profit.

”If I place a bulk order, maybe there’ll be a discount. I should ask,”

Jiang Ding thought of something and began to search online for the company producing No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal.

”Immortal City Shoujin Group, fully owned by the Immortal Sect Assets Committee, with a history of over ten thousand years, the largest steel group in the Xianmen Sect, had developed and produced various grades of Electromagnetic Magical Gold, Aviation Aluminum Spirit Gold, and No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal among other synthetic Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure...”

Divine Sense swept into the official website of the Immortal City Shoujin Group.

His vision blurred.

After a brief moment, a massive steel plant appeared before him, with towering blast furnaces like skyscrapers, flowing molten iron, searing heat, and violent Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi rushing at him.

”Senior, welcome to the Immortal City Shoujin Group,”

A solemn middle-aged man, dressed in a business suit, with a Foundation Establishment Cultivation Base, respectfully said, ”May I know what you need? The Immortal City Shoujin Group will certainly do its utmost to satisfy your demands.”

This time, Jiang Ding didn’t conceal his appearance, his slight Golden Pill early stage pressure dispersed in all directions.

The No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal was not a one-time deal, but a long-term one, possibly lasting for hundreds or thousands of years.

Hiding one’s head and showing one’s tail, that would indeed lack grace.

As for the source of the Spirit Stones,

Combat merits, scholarships, booty from battles in the Outer Realm, and so on were all valid reasons.

Even if none of these reasons existed, he would not be afraid.

Within the Xianmen Sect, as long as he did not gravely violate the sect’s laws, he was absolutely safe and needed to explain the source to no one.

”Greetings, a certain quantity of No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal,”

Jiang Ding said.

”No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal, a certain quantity of it?”

The middle-aged cultivator was taken aback, then immediately understood, and respectfully said, ”Senior, this way, please. Wait in the office for a moment. This is beyond my capacity. A Golden Pill level businessman will be with you shortly to assist.”

He hurried away.

The surrounding environment was misty and changing. Soon, a bright office appeared around Jiang Ding, complete with a tea set and sofa. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the bustling steel factory at work.

”The Tai Xu Fantasy Realm, truly frightening. Within my Divine Sense, there was not a single flaw in the illusion, convincing me that all of this is real,”

Jiang Ding scanned his surroundings for the first time with Divine Sense that almost matched that of a Nascent Soul, and his heart was shocked.

This thing was extremely common, even ordinary people could use it. Unexpectedly, with Divine Sense at the Nascent Soul level, he still could not discern any difference. It was just the same as over a hundred years ago during the college entrance examination, no different.

”The Tai Xu Fantasy Realm should be part of the defensive system of the Xianmen Sect, responsible for defense against attacks and defenses related to Divine Sense, Evil Spirits, and Illusion Techniques,”

A thought surfaced in Jiang Ding’s mind.

”Haha!”

”I guessed it must be the Dari Swordsman. Apart from you, who else would need so much No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal.”

An imposing presence was faintly discernible as a genial fat man appeared before him, wearing a gleaming robe adorned with coins. From afar, he gave a respectful bow.

”I am Jin Daqian. I have the honor of meeting Jiang,”

Jiang Ding’s Divine Soul instinctively tensed as he looked at the other party. The Sword Intent of Destruction was barely noticeable before he reined it in.

He hastily followed suit with a bow in return.

”Senior Jin, while it’s normal for a businessman to assume a humble attitude, as the customer is king, there is no need to be so excessive,”

Jiang Ding gave a wry smile, ”To outsiders who do not know better, they might think you are a Golden Pill Monk, and I am a Nascent Soul Monk.”

The person in front of him was none other than the general manager of the Immortal City Shoujin Group, Jin Daqian, a cultivator at the early stages of the Nascent Soul.

In companies fully controlled by the Immortal Sect Assets Committee, there is no position for a chairman; the general manager holds the highest position with significant authority in business operations, personnel, and production within the company.

”What’s the big deal about that?”

Jin Daqian said with a chuckling smile.

”In our cultivation world, the worthy come first. Any Taoist disciple is worthy of respectful treatment by a Nascent Soul Monk,”

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Jiang Ding explained the purpose of his visit.

”Senior Jin, I need No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal, one portion every year, and there might be an increase in the future. I wonder if a discount could be arranged?”

Jiang Ding got straight to the point.

In his journey of growth, he had not yet learned the skill of haggling because there was no need, so it had not developed.

”One portion every year?!”

Jin Daqian’s expression was one of shock, he looked carefully at the Golden Pill Monk before him, and genuinely began to suspect whether the other was actually a Nascent Soul and he himself a Golden Pill Monk.

Richer than he was!

After a long contemplation.

”Fellow Taoist, let me say this first, No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal is a controlled material and cannot be traded with people from the Outer Realm,”

Jin Daqian reminded him.