Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 1009 - 1009 978 Relocating Ten Thousand Spiritual Ve

1009: Chapter 978: Relocating Ten Thousand Spiritual Veins to Northern Plains, Recreating a Fifth Order Land 1009: Chapter 978: Relocating Ten Thousand Spiritual Veins to Northern Plains, Recreating a Fifth Order Land After the battle at Northern Capital, the Northern Plains finally settled down.

Troops from the Tushan Central Court dispersed in all directions, beginning to purge the remaining man-eating monsters across the Northern Plains; all man-eaters were put to death.

Conversely, if the monsters did not consu humans, they were let go gently, recognizing them as cultivators.

—There were still so exceptions.

For example, many Spirit Plant Demonic Beasts and peculiar beings from carnivorous races.

With large population bases, all types of monsters exist, thereby surviving by this chance.

For these non-man-eating monsters, the military of the Tushan Central Court warned them to abide by the law and comply with the Tushan Law.

Of course, many cultivators did not understand and loathed this policy of integrating non-man-eating monsters, but this did not hinder their enforcent.

Each cultivator carried a law enforcent magic tool that supervised everything.

The top-level decisions could be easily communicated to the grassroots, leaving very little room for deceit.

One day, Jiang Ding left the Liudao Sect, concealed his presence in the sky, and saw a group of non-man-eating Four-Tailed Fox Tribe mbers being let go by the Tushan Central Court military and placed in an approved location by the Tushan Central Court.

“Embracing all rivers, greatness lies in tolerance …”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

He saw that these mbers of the Four-Tailed Fox Tribe were impoverished and downhearted, their strength rely at the Foundation Establishnt level of Qi cultivation.

They outwardly expressed gratitude to the Tushan Central Court military for sparing them, but a deep-seated hatred was deeply buried in their hearts.

This was normal, as cannibalism was a commonplace in the Fox Tribe.

Their parents, children, and siblings were implicated and rcilessly exterminated by the Tushan Central Court military, with resisters also being executed on the spot.

Releasing non-man-eating monsters did not an the Human Race was weak.

If they obediently paid taxes, fard, and followed the Tushan Law, it might have been alright, but any violation would make them realize how necessary today’s bowing and scraping in gratitude really was.

These Four-Tailed Foxes harbored deep hatred and were almost impossible to pass ideological and moral inspections to hold any public office within the Tushan Central Court including Tushan Maid.

Perhaps their future generations could, adding more diversity to the Tushan Central Court.

In almost all Tushan laws, these non-man-eating monsters and the Human Race are considered equal; they can join the military, hold political offices, and acquire alchemy and artifact refining inheritances.

But there is an insurmountable baseline: the combined power of all demon races must not exceed one-fifth of the Human Race’s.

The role of the demon race is to add diversity to the Human Race, drawing strengths and wisdom from various tribes, not the other way around, reversing priority.

This is not an unwritten rule but is clearly written in the underlying logic of the Tushan Law, openly written.

If in the future so Demon Race monks do not comply, they can be suppressed and massacred with a flip of the hand.

Jiang Ding watched for a while, then left.

To absorb and welco all the heroes of the world, and jointly explore the Immortal Path is necessary, even if there are future problems and risks.

In this world, if one wants to achieve great things, risks are always present.

Jiang Ding flew in the sky, wandering around the grasslands, occasionally stopping at a First to Third Order Spiritual Vein and driving a jade nail full of spatial runes into it.

This jade nail, as tall as a person and covered with various runes, has a great affinity with the earth and Spiritual Veins, often rging with the Spiritual Vein and Earth’s Qi upon contact, indistinguishable thereafter.

This object, known as the Trapping Dragon Nail, cos from the Xiann Sect.

Its purpose is to subtly change the direction of the Spiritual Veins and Earth’s Qi after being driven into them.

A change in the direction of a Spiritual Vein and Earth’s Qi may seem trivial, but if hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of First to Fourth Order Spiritual Veins change direction, it can affect the entire natural and cultural conditions of the Northern Plains.

Indeed,

What Jiang Ding is doing now is what all previous Northern Plains Heavenly Monarchs have done: gathering the world’s Spiritual Veins into their own sect, culminating in the creation of a Fifth-Order Spiritual Vein!

Moreover, his thods are even more ingenious and efficient, likely surpassing that of the previous Northern Plains Heavenly Monarchs.

Crack!

As Jiang Ding hamred the Trapping Dragon Nail, an object within the Third-tier Spiritual Vein shattered, which he retrieved and inspected closely.

This was a grey, dusty nail covered in golden Runes.

“Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch’s tactics from back then…”

Jiang Ding analyzed it briefly before stowing it away.

Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch almost developed the use of Golden Causality in every aspect, even though relocating Spiritual Veins wasn’t suited to Golden Causality.

There was no helping it; his highest inheritance was just so.

Having finished here, Jiang Ding took out a map, marked a tick on it, and continued towards the next First-order Spiritual Vein.

The map was densely covered with over a hundred thousand big and small Spiritual Veins ranging from First to Fourth Order, as well as many micro veins, all of which needed handling; so far, only a small part was completed—it was a lengthy project.

Relocating Spiritual Veins was an extrely ticulous task.

Currently, in Tushan Central Court, there were no Fifth Order Formation Masters, or at least, no Quasi-Fifth-Order Formation Masters, available to help him yet.

Jiang Ding, like a diligent little bee, continually hamred Trapping Dragon Nails throughout the Northern Plains, concealing his form and consolidating and relocating the Earth’s Veins of Spiritual Veins.

And this was highly targeted, specifically towards that Fifth-Order Spiritual Vein owned by the Guishan Tie Family, constantly severing Spiritual Veins and cutting off the flow of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi towards it.

“This is my Fifth-order Spiritual Vein!”

“Damn it…

Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch, by seizing my possession, I will rember you…”

Jiang Ding noted it in his heart.

Even in his busyness, he carried a large amount of Spirit Stones to fuel his cultivation, ensuring it wasn’t affected; the amount of Spiritual Energy from a Fourth Grade Supre Spirit Vein cost him little.

Thus, after spending three years, Jiang Ding nailed the final Trapping Dragon Nail in the last Fourth-order Spiritual Vein.

“It’s done!”

Jiang Ding closed his eyes, his Divine Sense surged into this last Fourth-Order Spiritual Vein, feeling the pulsations of the entire network of Spiritual Veins and Earth’s Veins of the Northern Plains.

Previously, the network’s pulsation center in the Northern Plains was Guishan Tie Family, where countless Spiritual and Earth Qi converged, breathing life and prosperity into the region like breaths, which harbored Five-order Spiritual Veins and abundant Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, giving birth to standout figures.

But now, the situation had changed.

The entire network’s respiratory pulsation of the Northern Plains began to shift, gathering towards the Liudao Sect, following the trajectory set thousands of years ago, returning to its original path.

The Spiritual and Earth Qi of the Guishan Tie Family began to change, starting to decline.

It was a subtle point, and even Nascent Soul Monks could hardly perceive the change.

But years, decades, even centuries from now, this place would fall from a Fifth-order to a Fourth-order, to a Third-order Spiritual Vein…

continuously declining, until it beca a re First-order Spiritual Vein.

In the end, not even a micro vein would exist, turning into a barren Land of Absolute Spirits.

The Nascent Soul Monks, Golden Pill Monks, Foundation-building cultivators, and even Qi Practitioners from the Northern Plains Families ensconced within would face a calamity.

This was intentional.

“The most important thing is that seal…”

Jiang Ding gazed into the distance: “Is Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch inside?

What about Mingguang Zi?

If they are, that’d be good.”

That seal, bringing him unease, made him reluctant to attack rashly.

However, without the external supply of Spiritual Qi, no matter how formidable the entity within, it would gradually wither and lose its foundation.

In the Cultivation World, hardly any creature could escape the curse of absolute spiritlessness and transcend.

He was very much looking forward to the changes that would happen to Guishan Tie Family hundreds of years later.