Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Having sealed the heads and Golden Pills of the two Golden Pill Peak Cultivators, Jiang Ding used the Elimination Method’s magic three times in succession to remove all lingering traces from the area.

Afterward, tendrils of Sword Qi burst forth from his fingertips, enveloping the Divine Soul and the nearly disintegrated body of Han Lin as they swiftly fled into the distance.

The Divine Souls of the two Hei Clan’s Golden Pill Cultivators were not dead.

They needed several months or perhaps years to die tens of thousands of kilometers away in a place entirely unrelated to this one, and so must the extinguishing of their Soul Lamp be timed.

Having spent much time, after flying tens of thousands of kilometers and confirming safety, he eventually let Han Lin down.

Jiang Ding put Han Lin down.

”Thank you, Little Martial Uncle.”

Han Lin stood up and bowed deeply.

”You are too polite,” Jiang Ding stepped aside to avoid the bow and shook his head slightly, ”The gratitude should go to Senior Chen He, this is entirely his merit.”

He dared not claim credit for the actions of others.

”Thank you, Senior Chen He.”

Han Lin hurriedly said again.

Jiang Ding nodded, then rose into the sky.

Whether Han Lin was truly magnanimous or secretly harboring resentment, it was all irrelevant to him, as he had various matters to attend to and not much leisure time.

”Little Martial Uncle!”

Han Lin clenched his teeth and called out to him again.

”Hmm?”

Jiang Ding looked at him with confusion.

”Has Little Martial Uncle ever heard of the Court’s Blessed Land in the Northern Plains?”

Not daring to delay, Han Lin spoke quickly, ”It is said that over ten thousand years ago, an invincible ancestor of the twenty-eight families of the Northern Plains established this secret domain for his descendants, which opens once every thousand years.”

”To enter, one needs something known as the Royal Court Command Token.”

”This Token only appears during the millennial war for the Royal Court, and only within the hands of the victors among the twenty-eight families of Direct Lineage. This is why they have always strictly maintained the distinction between Collateral and Direct Lineage, as they need to preserve the purity of their bloodlines to ensure their qualification to enter the Court’s Blessed Land.”

”Inside the Blessed Land, only the Direct Lineage Golden Pill Cultivators from the twenty-eight families can enter, where Infant Formation pills, Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods, secret techniques, Treasures, and all sorts of items are available. As long as one can pass the tests, condensing a Nascent Soul would be a breeze.”

Han Lin’s eyes revealed a longing desire.

For someone with as low qualifications as him, advancing further on the path could only be possible through a great opportunity, and the Court’s Blessed Land for him was no different from a legendary peach garden.

”I have heard of it,”

Jiang Ding nodded his head.

It was mentioned in the memories of Immortal Tiankuang, Shang Chengye, and others—greatly coveted and envied.

Here, only descendants of the Direct Lineage of the twenty-eight families can enter; even those of the Collateral Lineage are ineligible.

But to be honest, he wasn’t particularly interested.

Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods, secret techniques, Infant Formation pills, Treasures, and Nascent Treasures were all not too important to him; they were mere windfalls that he could take if they came easy.

Taking risks under the watchful eyes of numerous Nascent Soul members of both the Righteous and Demonic alliances was not something he considered.

He only needed to wait.

Wait until he reached the peak of the Nascent Soul state, at which point everything would be available for the taking.

By then, even if the Court’s Blessed Land lay hidden within the void, he would be able to drag it forth forcefully, appreciate it bit by bit, and perhaps even consider converting it into some sort of medicinal garden.

Picking up scraps held little interest for him.

”The matter disciple speaks of is related to the composition of the Court’s Blessed Land in the Northern Plains,”

Han Lin also understood this.

This one was different from him, as others only needed time to advance to Nascent Soul, with safety being the most precious.

”Disciple often enjoys exploring the cave mansions of predecessors and has come across some ancient texts. There are fragmentary accounts recorded that tens of thousands of years ago there was an unimaginable great war that shattered the sky. The world grew dark and dim, countless creatures perished, and the entire world became desolate.”

Shatter the sky of the world?

Jiang Ding was somewhat incredulous.

As far as he knew, even Nascent Soul Cultivators found it hard to break the barriers of the world, causing permanent damage that took tens of thousands of years to heal.

Exaggerations in the records among Cultivators were quite common.

”It wasn’t until more than twenty thousand years passed that the sky of the world recovered, and creatures began to proliferate again, with Cultivators starting to emerge.”

Han Lin continued.

”After many more years, the ancestors of the Northern Plains’ twenty-eight families emerged, invincible in their era. Approaching the end of their lives, they discovered a fragment of the Nine Heavens and refined it into the Court’s Blessed Land, ensuring their descendants would thrive for generations, their influence persisting to this day.”

”What is a Nine Heavens Fragment?”

Han Lin said fervently, ”It’s a fragment of the world’s sky from that unimaginable war tens of thousands of years ago that fell to the earth, retaining traces of that ancient battle.”

Nine Heavens Relics, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect.

Jiang Ding recalled something.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect seemed to have fallen tens of thousands of years ago, with its Sect’s Cultivators wiped out.

”The largest of these Nine Heavens Fragments was refined into the Court’s Blessed Land, which we naturally dare not covet.”

”However, other fragments are still scattered in different places, hidden within the dark layers of space, and from time to time, someone discovers them, thereby gaining great fortunes.”

Han Lin introduced.

”So, you have found a Nine Heavens Fragment?”

Jiang Ding thoughtfully mused.

This fellow, although often unlucky and frequently hunted, seemed to be quite lucky as well, experiencing both phenomena.

”That is so.”

”I found clues in an ancient cultivator’s cave mansion over ten thousand years old, and after overcoming numerous difficulties, I found it. This fragment was once controlled by a Sect called the Luoxu Clan, which flourished ten thousand years ago but was later destroyed by the ancestors of the Northern Plains’ twenty-eight families, and this small blessed land disappeared without a trace.”

Han Lin said proudly.

This may sound simple, but it was actually the result of many tribulations.

If one’s Divine Sense had been even a bit slower, or their research into ancient books and history lesser, it would have been impossible to discover.

”Unfortunately…”

Han Lin’s face went from pride to dejection.

”In the pursuit of this Nine Heavens Fragment, I had to deal frequently with the Lingbao Commerce Association and the members of the Northern Plains families for the collection and deciphering of ancient texts. Although I did my best to hide, some loopholes were exposed, and after several escapes from death, I drew the attention of the Six Dao Saint.”

”This Nine Heavens Fragment lies hidden in the void and can only be entered by Cultivators below Nascent Soul at specific times, with specific tokens.”

”Left with no alternative, I had to take two tokens from the ancient Cultivator’s cave mansion, then I threw the remaining seven tokens in all directions, using this to escape the pursuit of the Six Dao Saint.”

”Younger martial uncle.”

Han Lin handed over a token and earnestly said, ”I know you dislike taking risks, but here, there might be clues above the Nascent Soul. It concerns our Loose Cultivators’ advancement to the next level, so please consider it carefully.”

He speculated that his younger martial uncle possessed a Nascent Soul-level legacy.

But going beyond that seemed somewhat impossible, as such a thing didn’t exist in the Three Kingdoms.

Offering the entry token now was not only in hopes of receiving help within the Nine Heavens Fragment but also as a gesture of gratitude to the other party.

Although it was a favor owed to Elder Chen He,

due to his deeply hidden pride, he would naturally not want to owe too much to others to avoid being unable to repay in the future and thus falling into a dangerous situation where he might have to go against his Immortal Path belief of self-preservation.

”I ask for little.”

Han Lin bowed slightly, ”As long as within the Nine Heavens Fragment, you can share a portion of all the Cultivation Methods and scriptures that you obtain with this disciple. Preferably Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods, the Purification Mana, Condensing Spiritual Soul secret techniques, and the like.”