Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 585 - 570: Eight Trigrams Breaking Banned Formation

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense swept over everyone.

This was a decision he had made after deep thought.

In fact, as someone from the Xianmen Sect, he had no habit of monopolizing knowledge. His original intention was to allow everyone to copy the scriptures for free after defeating them, provided they did not damage the originals.

Even if there were countless heroes in the world, what did it matter if someone came from behind?

If one had to rely on monopolizing Cultivation Methods to stand at the pinnacle of the world, he disdained such an advantage.

On the contrary, more Cultivation Methods and more outstanding individuals coming together to spark brilliant wisdom—this was the world he desired. It was a world brimming with vitality, where various intelligences collided, fought, and progressed.

Regrettably, such a practice of not monopolizing Cultivation Methods would not be understood by others.

And it would become a massive 'anomaly', a 'curiosity'.

Furthermore, the large number of participants, the favor granted, and the envy stirred, combined with various other factors, completely satisfied the conditions for explosive news, which might lead to widespread dissemination.

He did not want to take that risk.

"Choose any one book at will?"

The many Golden Pill Monks present were shocked, looking incredulously at the ordinary-looking young man before them, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

The Luoxu Clan.

This was a hugely renowned sect from ten thousand years ago, and it might even have been the leading sect at the time.

Would the Book Pavilion of such a sect contain Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods?

"Tu... Tushan fellow Taoist..."

Immortal Baimei's heart churned like raging waves, his voice quivering as he asked, "Do you truly mean any Cultivation Method, including, including... Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods?"

The statement of the Tushan Sword Cultivator was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, crashing down upon his head.

In pursuit of the Nascent Soul Cultivation Method and the Nascent Soul Opportunity, he had left the Three Kingdoms, joined the Blood Cloud Eighteen Knights, and had faced life and death for many years. Yet, the merit required for a Nascent Soul Cultivation Method was still an unreachable distance away.

But now, he was being told he would soon obtain it?

It felt like a dream.

Unbelievable.

"Immortal Baimei, shut up!"

Some other Golden Pill Monks' expressions changed dramatically as they sternly stopped Cultivator Baimei, repeatedly saying, "How could a hero like Tushan brother go back on his word? If you keep spouting nonsense, we won't be polite to you anymore!"

"Right, right, right!"

"Do you really think everyone is like you, Baimei, with such petty thoughts and a mind full of greed?"

"Speak half a word more, and I will not share the sky with you!"

"..."

A group of Golden Pill Monks talked over each other, filled with righteous indignation, looking at Immortal Baimei as if he were an enemy with whom they could not coexist.

Intention to kill gathered from all directions, frightening Baimei into a deathly pale complexion as he hastily retreated several steps.

A long while passed before the noisy voices gradually subsided.

All Golden Pill Cultivators fell silent, standing with their hands tied. involuntarily taking the posture of juniors, they watched Jiang Ding eagerly, with great attention.

At this moment, no one doubted that, upon receiving an affirmative answer, some would be willing to fight to the death without any regard for their own lives.

All the Northern Plains families and Sects,

At this moment, they were worthless!

"Yes."

Jiang Ding calmly stated.

"We have seen, Lord Tushan!"

Without any hesitation, Immortal Baimei bowed deeply and respectfully, changing his form of address once again.

"We have seen, Lord Tushan!"

"We have seen..."

At the same moment, the surrounding hundred-plus Golden Pill Cultivators bowed down neatly, meticulously, not treating the person in front of them as a peer, but as a leader they vowed to follow to the death.

"Lord Tushan."

Immortal Baimei bowed once more, respectfully saying, "Please give your command. If there is anyone who disobeys, shirks responsibility, or intentionally delays, we will execute them immediately on your behalf. We are also ready to address any other matters, just signal your command."

"We will definitely follow your orders!"

The other Cultivators clasped their fists, declaring solemnly.

"You all need not be so formal."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

He knew they were speaking the truth.

At a single command, all these Golden Pills would charge into battle for him, killing their target regardless of injury or death.

But he was also acutely aware that this was only true here and now; after some time, everyone would return to a state of chaos, and becoming enemies again was just a common occurrence.

A momentary grace was not enough to replace the tight bond of interests and emotions found within organizations.

"There is something you all need to know."

Jiang Ding stated indifferently, "This Octagonal Tower is in a state of disrepair, whether it contains Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods is uncertain."

He would not use lies to motivate others.

Although he said it was uncertain, he had already formed a guess himself.

The sealing of the Nascent Soul Cultivation Methods in the Northern Plains must have begun with that invincible mighty figure.

During a period of his life, he must have spent a great deal of energy destroying and eliminating the Nascent Soul heritages of other forces to ensure the monopolistic rule of his descendants.

The Falling Void Sect, as the Sect he came from, would surely be the first to suffer such methods.

"We understand."

Immortal Baimei stated without hesitation, "Please issue your command. In my opinion, this formation is very likely a fourth-tier Formation Method. If it is necessary to break through a deadly formation, please let me lead."

"As a reward, please allow me to choose a Cultivation Method after you."

"We feel the same!"

The surrounding Golden Pill Monks who were a step slower also spoke up, their faces full of regret.

"That will do."

Jiang Ding nodded.

It seems I've underestimated these Golden Pill Cultivators with centuries of experience! With steadfast Dao Hearts, they are well-prepared for any unexpected events and shattered hopes. None of them are naive, young cultivators who would take another's words at face value.

"Remove your Divine Sense defenses; I need to collect your Cultivation Method information to assign you to various team formations."

"If you have any specialties, you may also speak up."

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense unfolded, instructing, "After the battle, Cultivation Methods will be selected based on merit. Remember, you may only make copies, not take the originals. All Cultivation Methods belong solely to me."

"Understood!"

Immortal Baimei and others responded in unison.

Without any needless talk, it seemed as if letting one's defenses down in the world of cultivation, allowing others to scan with their Divine Sense, was a common occurrence, not worthy of hesitation or surprise.

"I excel in the art of lightning..."

"The poor Dao excels in beast taming and knows a thing or two about Alchemy..."

Not just that, in an instant, over a hundred voice transmissions reached Jiang Ding, secretly relaying their strengths. Few held back.

Jiang Ding's Divine Sense surged into over a hundred Golden Pill Cultivators' bodies, occasionally drawing a thread of unresisting Mana or Divine Soul power to analyze with the powers of the "All-transforming Magnetic Origin Sutra," summarizing Mana and Divine Soul characteristics, and areas of expertise.

It went smoothly and with high efficiency.

This was indeed an area of expertise for the Xianmen Sect.

"You may shield yourselves now."

A few moments later, Jiang Ding retracted his Divine Sense and closed his eyes slightly.

The complex data of Mana and Divine Soul from over a hundred Golden Pill Cultivators flowed into his Sea of Consciousness, requiring computer-level computational power to process.

Combining this with the characteristics of Falling Void Sect's formation methods, a plan to break the formation was rapidly designed.

Three days later,

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and took out a third-tier mineral, tree root, silkworm thread, mulberry leaf, and other Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, mostly confiscated from enemies such as the Hei Clan and the Blood Cloud Eighteen Knights. The rest, with a simple inquiry, could be cobbled together by the hundred-odd Golden Pill Loose Cultivators present.

Opening his mouth, he exhaled a brilliant azure Elixir Fire that melted the mineral, processing the various silkworm threads, mulberry leaves, and other treasures with different methods.

—He wasn't adept in Artifact Refining, but this did not include Magic Tools of a certain level.

All Golden Pill Cultivators who had received compulsory education from Xianmen Sect could manage this; it was a basic ability.

Several days later,

A supreme Magic Tool in the form of a shining silver Array Flag appeared in Jiang Ding's hand.

"Immortal Baimei, since you have studied the art of lightning, you will lead the Zhen Formation. The rest will follow your lead,"

Jiang Ding tossed the shining silver Array Flag to Immortal Baimei. After pondering for a while and consulting well-calculated formation plans and personnel data in his mind, he said, "You, you, you..."

He pointed out thirteen Golden Pill Cultivators in turn, who, according to his calculations, were very well matched with their respective Cultivation Methods.

"All of you, follow Immortal Baimei's orders. Merit will be recorded collectively; unless there is a glaring mistake, do not defy his commands."

Jiang Ding issued the order with a hint of warning.

The Sutra Pavilion might hold clues to Immortal Techniques, and he would not tolerate any disruption.

"Yes, Lord Tushan!"

The thirteen Golden Pill Cultivators responded respectfully and moved behind Immortal Baimei. Soon the group of fourteen began to vigorously practice the simple formation contained within the Array Flag.

"Immortal Huolie, you lead the Li Formation..."

"Immortal Shuizhong, you lead the Kan Formation..."

"The Qian Kun Second Formation will be led respectively by Immortal Zetu... and the rest will follow..."

Jiang Ding's finger was busy pointing.

One after another, supreme Magic Tool Array Flags, serving as guiding beacons, flew in all directions, caught by late-stage or peak Golden Pill Cultivators who then led their subordinate Golden Pill Monks to practice the formation method. They did so without needless talk, their actions efficient and brisk.

Indeed, when the real practice began, they progressed rapidly. In just seven days, an Eight Trigrams Breaking Banned Formation had taken shape; it only needed the main formation leader to operate.

"They're all impressive soldier cultivators."

"It's a pity they can only be used temporarily; they won't always share my heart, as our fundamental interests differ."

Jiang Ding silently praised and positioned himself in the center of the Eight Trigrams Breaking Array, receiving the formation patterns from the eight minor formation teams.

In an instant,

Qian Kun, Xun Dui, Gen Zhen, Kan Li—the images of the Eight Trigrams rose to the sky, Chaos Qi pervading the air, exerting a terrifying presence far beyond that of Golden Pill Cultivators, pressuring all around.

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