Nine Divisions of 108,000 Dao Soldiers of the Great Sun Sword Son

Jiang Ding gazed at the several hundred Heavenly Light Glorious Sun Dao Soldier Flying Sword marks in his Sea of Consciousness and fell into thought.

The Tushan Maid Squad and his Dao Path were not the same.

He could wait several hundred years, or even enter the Slumber Secret Realm and sleep for several thousand years. He would still remain, his future would still blaze bright as ten thousand rays of light, and nothing would change.

But these maids did not have such confidence.

Not to mention several hundred years—even if they lay dormant and concealed themselves for a hundred years, their Dao Paths would probably be finished, including those maids with Heavenly Spirit Roots.

Cultivation was an unceasing process. With a gap of a hundred years in the middle, advancing to Nascent Soul would be nothing but a wild fantasy.

A Heavenly Spirit Root was useless.

Among Nascent Soul Cultivators, a Heavenly Spirit Root was not considered outstanding talent. At most, it was ordinary and would not hold one back.

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

"These people are not Immortal Sect members. Ours is a purely transactional relationship. I provide cultivation techniques—canon-grade techniques—personally teach them immortal cultivation knowledge, and give them cultivation resources, spells, magical artifacts, and magic treasures. I have never been stingy."

"All of that requires an equivalent price."

Jiang Ding's expression was indifferent.

In this world, no one existed solely to benefit others without benefiting themselves. That did not accord with the laws of nature.

"If the situation requires concealment, then they must remain concealed!"

"There is no room for bargaining."

"Just as was promised years ago, when the Heavenly Light Glorious Sun Dao Soldier Flying Swords were bestowed."

"Those who overstep the line will be regarded