Great Sun Dao Soldiers Forged from Corpses and Time

"Great Love True Person was indeed an outstanding figure."

Jiang Ding nodded, committing this person to memory and marking him down.

Someone so unconventional, who had not been beaten to death and had truly built something for himself, was either supremely good and kind or supremely treacherous and evil.

Of course, that might have been too prejudiced a way of thinking.

Judge deeds, not hearts.

As long as someone did good deeds, they were a good person.

If one judged hearts and demanded perfection, what person did not carry a few filthy thoughts within them?

For example, the browser history on Jiang Ding's phone.

That was top-level classified information. Anyone who dared peek at it would be beaten to death, then ground a thousand times with Spirit and Law Annihilation, until not even a scrap of remnant soul carrying memories remained.

"Since Xue Liuyun's situation is critical, why are you joining in at a time like this?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Because there is no other way."

Shang Gong, the First Attendant of Summer, said respectfully, "The growth of Golden Core Cultivators requires vast quantities of Natural Treasures and stable Third-grade High-rank Spirit Veins. We do not dare touch Young Master's spoils of war and delay Young Master's cultivation. We can only go out to fight and contend for them. Even if we die, we will not regret today."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ding fell into thought.

This was the truth. Dao soldiers existed for the sword master; it was impossible to delay the sword master's cultivation in order to support the Dao soldiers' cultivation.

One or two Golden Core Cultivators would have been manageable, but if there were more—dozens upon dozens—it would have been utterly impossible to sustain them. They could only reduce their needs, lie low, and wait.

And