Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 538 - 523: Ten Thousand Soul Banner

As dusk approached, Jiang Ding stepped out of the city gates.

Near the gates, the cheeks of many Qi Practitioners guarding the city had grown dog fur, their teeth and lips protruding forward into sharp canines of a carnivorous animal, drool dripping.

Even more so, on the city wall, a Golden Pill Monk had completely transformed into a glossy-furred Spiritual Dog, squatting on the ground, vigilantly scanning all directions.

When Jiang Ding passed by, it clearly sensed something, sniffed for a moment, but did not detect the scent of the wanted criminal and subsequently ignored it.

"With the help of the Formation Method, its detection ability may have reached the fourth grade,"

guessed Jiang Ding.

Even though it wasn't its true form, the fact that it could detect his whereabouts after he had used the Magnetic Concealment Skills without much effort was quite extraordinary.

His gaze lingered for a moment on a wall near the city gate.

On it, numerous portraits were densely hung, depicting men, women, old, and young. By touching them with one's Divine Sense, one could obtain even more information: origin, Cultivation Method, characteristics of treasures, fluctuations of the Divine Soul, and so forth.

This was the wanted list of the Beast Spirit Immortal City.

"Blood Cloud, born a Yin's Horse Slave, ignorant of respect and disdain, fond of slaughter, having committed heinous crimes, has repeatedly killed those of noble direct lineage, sparing not the old, the young, or women, utterly heartless... those who capture will be granted the status of a Grade-A vassal family, one Triple Grade Superior Spiritual Vein, and everlasting protection from the Hei Clan..."

"This bounty?"

"So Blood Cloud is a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, right?"

Jiang Ding was astonished.

He knew that it wasn't that the Hei Clan didn't value Blood Cloud.

Towards such a servant-born Cultivator, one who also killed his master, there was not a single person of the Hei Clan's direct lineage who did not hate and despise him, wishing they could devour his flesh and use his skin for bedding.

Divine Crow Immortal had once pursued Blood Cloud for several years.

The only reason they offered rewards as ridiculous as ownership of a Triple Grade Superior Spiritual Vein and the status of a Grade-A vassal family for a Nascent Soul Monk was not because they were being perfunctory.

It was because the Hei Clan could only offer so much.

The ceiling for outsiders in their hierarchy was the Middle Jindan Stage, at most an exceptional Golden Pill Latter Stage.

As for the Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods, aids for Infant Formation, and Elixirs, let alone whether they were willing to part with them, even if they were, these were resolutely not meant for outsiders.

An outsider could serve loyally as an ox or a horse, make great contributions that save the entire clan, or coincidentally save the life of an Immortal of Nascent Soul, but the most they could be rewarded with would still only be these aforementioned benefits.

To offer more was absolutely impossible.

"Eh?"

Jiang Ding continued to look down the list, growing curious.

Beneath Blood Cloud, the next person on the list was not a Golden Pill Peak Cultivator.

"Li Jinyu, a Golden Pill Early Stage Cultivator, stole treasures from the Six Dao Saint, any descendant capturing him will receive one Infant Formation Spiritual Object, a Nascent Soul Cultivation Method; from collateral lineages, three top-grade treasures, a top-tier Triple Grade Spiritual Vein, permission to establish one's own clan… outsiders…"

"Li Tu, attacked a Hei Clan Golden Pill…"

"..."

Jiang Ding collected a large amount of information, storing it within his Divine Soul, to serve as an intelligence bank for various future judgments, thus ensuring he was well-prepared.

Flying leisurely through the sky, he headed towards the Wei Family in Tuling.

Ahead, several Golden Pellet Realm cultivators wearing masked black robes deployed Array Flags and treasures to block off a charming woman.

"Hand over your storage bag and the King's Court Command Token, spare your life!"

one of the black-robed figures shouted coldly.

"The Copper Mountain Four Ghosts?"

The woman's expression changed. Without waiting for the formation to activate, she hesitated not a bit and burned her Essence Blood, her speed surging as she escaped from the nearly closed formation in the nick of time.

"Chase!"

The lead black robe showed a frustrated expression and quickly led the pursuit.

Jiang Ding, as if oblivious, passed between them, his eyes not lingering any longer on either party.

Who was just, who was evil.

He did not wish to ask, to intervene, or to involve himself in the karma of the matter, which was not his concern; neither the King's Court Command Token, nor any opportunity interested him, nor did he care to investigate.

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He just needed to continue his peaceful cultivation.

That was enough, no need for more.

More than five hundred away from Beast Spirit Immortal City, along the way, traces of bandit cultivators and fighting began to appear, with battles at the Golden Pill level being occasionally witnessed.

Of course, within a radius of ten thousand miles, those from the Hei Clan were still the ones nobody dared to provoke.

Immortals of Nascent Soul quietly cultivated here.

Beyond that, struggles for treasure, grudges, and killings became quite severe.

The people of the Hei Clan didn't care about these matters, and even, many of the disputes and grudges were deliberately stirred up by them to consume the lives of these chaotic cultivators, to make their rule a bit more stable.

After traveling another hundred kilometers.

"This kid again?"

Jiang Ding's steps paused.

"It's only been six years... He might possess a long-distance teleportation formation."

Tens of kilometers away,

a plain-looking young stranger was being besieged by two Golden Pill Peak cultivators from the Hei Clan.

Clearly at the early Golden Pill stage, wielding a pitch-black Ten Thousand Soul Banner, with a flick, over a hundred thousand fierce ghosts flew out, with Foundation Building level Ghost Generals frequently appearing, and more than a dozen Ghost Kings as well.

This banner was really formidable, allowing him to barely fend off the attacks of the two Golden Pill Peak cultivators and survive the dangerous onslaught.

However, even so, the gap between the early Golden Pill stage and the Golden Pill Peak was too vast, and in just a while, he was repeatedly repelled by a black coffin treasure and a bronze spear treasure, continuously spitting out blood.

"The Ten Thousand Soul Banner of the Six Dao Saint!"

"This is a treasure with the potential to be promoted to a top Nascent Treasure."

A rosy-cheeked Golden Pill Peak cultivator from the Hei Clan greedily eyed the jade-handled long banner in the unremarkable young man's hand. While wielding his treasure to kill, he also kept a wary eye on his companion.

As direct descendants of the Hei Clan, if they returned this treasure, they could receive an Elixir that assists in Infant Formation!

In such a grand opportunity, not even father and son could be trusted.

"Let's kill this person first."

Another Golden Pill Peak cultivator, a stunning woman, said coldly, "This person managed to escape from the Six Dao Saint, he must have something to rely on, let's kill him first before discussing further."

"Indeed."

The rosy-cheeked Golden Pill cultivator was taken aback, and deeply agreed.

Their treasure's offensive became even more ferocious, methodically whittling away the plain-looking young man's mana, not daring to be careless in the slightest, perfectly vigilant, and ready for anything, leaving no opportunity untouched.

"Damn it, I used the Mysterious Heavenly Sword the last time I escaped!"

But the plain-looking young man did not have the trump cards they imagined, and despair surfaced in his heart.

Boom!

The black coffin treasure struck again, breaking his arm, severely weakening his breath, and pushing him to the brink of collapse.

"He's in danger."

Jiang Ding withdrew his gaze, expression calm.

Han Lin, this person, had some karma and a bit of goodwill with him, and their relationship could be described as gentlemanly and unobtrusive, with neither owing the other.

To save or not to save.

Either was fine, with no particular impact.

Today,

unfortunately.

He didn't feel like saving anyone.

Perhaps it was witnessing so many deaths, the various cruel and bloody scenes from Beast Spirit Immortal City that led him to momentarily feel that all beings will ultimately die, it's just a matter of sooner or later.

Or perhaps it was the sinister air of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in the other's hand, surrounded by one hundred thousand aggrieved ghosts and fierce spirits, that caused his displeasure.

In any case, Jiang Ding habitually concealed his presence and left the place.

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