Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 459 - 459 417 The Swordsmanship of the Great Sun Swo

459: Chapter 417 The Swordsmanship of the Great Sun Swordsman is not bad 459: Chapter 417 The Swordsmanship of the Great Sun Swordsman is not bad The temporary Air-Space Master arrived at the police station.

Chains cascaded down from the Air-Space Warplane, transferring all the suspects from Tianfang Group, totaling thousands of individuals, including receptionists, business staff, managers, cleaners, security, and various other positions.

Of course, most of them were probably not involved in scientific fraud or in violation of the Xiann Sect’s first law; they were simply implicated.

But regardless, a thorough investigation was necessary to ensure not a single possibility was overlooked.

No amount of manpower or material resources was too much to invest in this matter.

Anyone found to have even a slight involvent faced at least several years of fixed-term imprisonnt.

As for those deeply involved, the death penalty was inescapable.

The police below received the prisoners in an orderly fashion, they were professionals, and they would handle the subsequent interrogations and investigations.

The temporary Air-Space Master’s mission had reached its end.

“Military mission concluded, battle rits have been distributed, please check your receipts.”

“Please evacuate in an orderly manner according to the military routing plan.”

The voice of the Array Spirit resounded.

The unified presence of the Air-Space Masters began to disperse, transforming into individual units belonging to various university Air-Space Camps, flying in all directions, leaving streaks of white that pierced through the sky, vanishing from sight.

“Great Sun Swordsman, I hope we can collaborate again in the future.”

Liu i of the Beidou University Air-Space Group waved her hand, her figure disappearing from view.

“I look forward to that.”

Jiang Ding responded with a smile and a nod.

In his heart, he felt sowhat nostalgic; as ti passed, it beca increasingly difficult to see his childhood companions.

Li Junhao worked at a biotech company, while Hua Bing had gone to the Outer Realm to serve in the military while also pursuing the Golden Pill Path.

This was one of the main routes for Xiann cultivators to reach Core Formation, obtaining it through military rit.

The others were involved in scientific research, comrce, and education, where one had to reach the pinnacle to have a chance at Core Formation.

If one’s achievents were rely ordinary, then so was life itself.

As for everyone else, they had nearly faded from mory.

Qingfeng University’s Air-Space Group returned.

“Will Xu Jianian face death this ti?”

Soone asked curiously, deeply impressed by the elegant business prodigy’s reputation.

“Probably not, he has only been in office for two years, which is too short compared to the centuries-spanning fraud.

He isn’t a main responsible party.”

“But his position is too crucial, and he must be held accountable.”

An Siyan thought for a mont, “He may be sentenced to around a hundred years of fixed-term imprisonnt, I’m not entirely sure.”

“Actually, he’s not wronged either.

It was thanks to Xu’s that he got where he is today.

A significant part of Tianfang Group’s illicit gains were spent on him and his brothers.

It’s wrong both morally and legally.”

“A hundred years!”

Many classmates exclaid.

That was almost half the lifespan of a Foundation-building cultivator.

“Immortal Tianfang, what do you think?”

Jiang Ding suddenly asked.

He wasn’t too interested in Xu Jianian or his brothers in the Golden Pellet Realm.

“Immortal Tianfang…”

An Siyan pondered for a long ti.

The classmates around them turned their attention, pricking up their ears.

Nascent Soul Monks who possessed a Daoist na had made a widespread impact on the Xiann Sect.

The na “Tianfang” was renowned within the sect, once having a crucial position in the production of parts for Xiann warships and Air-Space Warplanes.

Many of them, from the ti they started to speak, had heard about the great reputation of Immortal Tianfang on television.

“The likelihood of Immortal Tianfang perishing is not high,”

“This is just speculation, don’t take it too seriously.”

An Siyan thought for a mont and then said, “Immortal Tianfang, holding a high position and wielding significant power, must have a large legal team at his service, and his subordinates would not lack cultivators to take the fall for him.”

“Moreover, although he bears the na Tianfang, he is neither the legal person nor a director of the Tianfang Group and holds no managerial position.”

“The director of the Tianfang Group is his eldest son, Golden Pill Monk Xu Long, and he is most likely the one who will die.”

“Immortal Tianfang himself is, in theory, just a loose cultivator.”

“If the high-level mbers of Xiann are not willing to break legal rules to punish him, then he would likely only be implicated and, at most, face a prison sentence of a hundred or two hundred years.”

“Break Xiann laws?”

Jiang Ding shook his head.

This could potentially destroy the unity within Xiann and lead to a large-scale internal war, a frightening Pandora’s Box.

Although Immortal Tianfang is important, he is not qualified enough for that.

The Air-Space Warplane fleet docked at the school’s airport, and everyone scattered in different directions.

After a few days of rest, Jiang Ding resud a very regular school life.

He attended daily classes on Cultivation thod, Formation thod, botany electives, and so on, and in the laboratory, he worked with seniors and peers to advance the progress of technologies such as the Great Sun Golden Core Secret thod and Dyson sunglasses-faced unmanned drones.

Every seven days, he would spend about fifteen minutes to visit ho, keeping company with his mother, sister, uncle, and aunt, and other mbers of his family.

During a literature class.

“…Dealing with Internal Demons during Core Formation is a matter of natural progression,”

“Do not spend a significant amount of ti and energy looking for Heart-Calming Elixirs, Demon-Quelling Elixirs, and other auxiliary elixirs.”

“They are very good to have, of course.”

“But what’s most important is to face one’s Original Heart during one’s past cultivation life, not to do things that severely violate one’s worldview or values, to be as guilt-free as possible when facing oneself.”

“If you can do this, as long as the Divine Soul is not secretly injured, and the level of the Cultivation thod is not below the classic level, then passing the Internal Demon trial is almost guaranteed.

It’s that simple.”

“That is what is called ‘disposition,’ the ‘Original Heart.’

“Not just during Core Formation but also in the further cultivation life, one should maintain this, not lose sight of what’s fundantal for so seemingly precious things.”

“Today’s lesson is just this; everyone go back to read ‘Foundation Building Heart Demon Hundred Thousand Examples,’ ‘Generation and Illusory Variants of Foundation Building Heart Demon,’ and ‘Original Heart.’ Then, do your research and write a comprehensive report including the history, past, present, and future prospects of Xiann’s research into Foundation Building Heart Demons.”

“Hand it in half a month later, as part of the regular grading.”

Immortal Dinghai finished his lecture and looked down at the more than two hundred students below, signaling it was ti for questions.

“Teacher Zhang.”

Jiang Ding, feeling that he had nothing to ask about Internal Demons and uninterested in elixirs like Heart-Calming and Demon-Quelling, raised his hand and asked, “If I want to learn swordsmanship, where should I go?”

Ever since he was overpowered by the Post-golden Alchemist Ms.

Thousand Snakes, who clearly wasn’t a swordplay specialist, he felt embarrassed and thus posed the question.

“Swordsmanship?”

Immortal Dinghai paused.

Monts later, he waved his sleeve, and a Supre Magic Tool Flying Sword flew out toward him, carrying the mana of a classically trained Latter Stage of Foundation Building, touching the void lightly, scattering twelve sword blooms with strict discipline and overflowing Sword Qi.

Understanding, Jiang Ding reined in the Law-Breaking sharpness and the nearly fully-realized Sword Intent of the Taiqing Flying Sword and t the incoming blade with his own.

Without any special effort, just by instinct, it struck the side of the Supre Magic Tool Flying Sword.

Ding!

A crisp sound rang out, sparks flew, and while the silver Flying Sword was undamaged, it was as if struck by lightning, its Spiritual Light dimd, and the twelve sword blooms around it collapsed.

“You, that…”

Immortal Dinghai’s face twitched.

He could clearly see that the other party’s sword strike contained no swordplay routines; it was purely a precise hit on the flaw in his own sword move, thus destroying his silver Flying Sword with almost equal power.

“Your swordsmanship is quite good,”

Immortal Dinghai said, puzzled.