Returning to My Tushan Immortal City

After disconnecting the fifth thread discussing the Great Sun Golden Core Secret Art with Zhang Junsheng, the remaining spirit calculation power was distributed proportionally among the other threads.

"The Great Sun Golden Core Secret Art will take 1,887 years... Too long!"

Jiang Ding circulated his cultivation until the end of a Zhou Tian, his aura slowly settling as the accumulation within his dantian increased by another trace. His expression froze.

"My lifespan is only six hundred years. Even if I can sleep to slow the loss of lifespan, nearly two thousand years is still far too long. If any unforeseen error arises in research or the overall situation, even two thousand years might not be enough."

"It must be changed."

Still, this speed was already very fast.

The Great Sun Sword Pavilion had spent at least hundreds of thousands of years creating the Great Sun Golden Core Secret Art, before they had even arrived in this realm.

Their forebears had endured who knew how many deaths, who knew how many trials and errors. Generation after generation of countless prodigies and outstanding figures had marched forward one after another, fallen upon this road, and paved with their corpses the path from the Great Sun Sword Son's Golden Core to Nascent Soul.

During that time, who knew how many stirring and tragic tales, how many ambitions burning bright, had unfolded.

It was very possible that, during those years, neither the Great Sun Sword Pavilion nor the Sun Moon Sword Pavilion even bore those names.

One force after another had once collected it, placing it in Scripture Repositories. As the years flowed on, those forces were destroyed, and it fell into the hands of new sects, perhaps even some Rogue Cultivator. Crude and unremarkable, it might at most have been called somewhat novel.