Jiang Ding obtained the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's Sword Son Slumbering Secret Art from Yue and casually sent it to Shenji Heavenly Monarch, asking him to upload it to the Central Array Spirit Computer.
"Sword Son..."
Yue Ling of the Great Sun Heavenly Pool wore a face full of resentment.
"What's the big deal?"
"Yue, don't be so stingy."
Jiang Ding did not care. "In truth, the patriarchs of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion throughout the generations never cared much about leaks in their inheritances. As long as the Great Sun Sword Dao kept advancing, that was enough. They did not particularly care who was within it, nor even about their own incense offerings and worship. It was enough to walk toward the Great Dao to Becoming Immortal."
Yue Ling ignored him.
Jiang Ding chuckled softly, closed his eyes, and cultivated as he silently waited within the military formation.
Mana circulated through his newly formed, frail meridians, passing through Zhou Tian and tempering and nourishing those fragile meridians bit by bit. It elevated their essence, strengthened their ability to bear mana and spiritual sense, and increased their amplification of all manner of sword arts and spells.
An excellent dharma body was of paramount importance to a cultivator's increase in strength and Dao Path.
Several months later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes, rose to his feet, and went forward to greet them.
A yellow-haired youth arrived with a Skull Vine Demon and a basketball-sized mass of dark-red blood droplets.
"The Magic Stone Minor Realm's controls are too strict. Going in and out even once was a damned nuisance—hiding and sneaking around, with so many forbidden areas and approval after approval."
Heavenly Monarch Mie Ri complained without end.
As for why he had gone to the trouble of visiting the Magic Stone