Jiang Ding obtained the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's Sword Heir Dormancy Art from Moon and immediately sent it to the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Lord, asking him to upload it to the Central Array-Spirit Computer.
"Sword Heir..."
The Moon Spirit of the Great Sun Celestial Pool looked deeply aggrieved.
"What's the big deal?"
"Moon, don't be so stingy."
Jiang Ding thought nothing of it. "The past patriarchs of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion didn't care much if their teachings spread. All they wanted was for the Great Sun Sword Dao to keep advancing. They barely cared who carried it forward, or even whether anyone offered incense to them. What mattered was walking the path to immortality."
The Moon Spirit ignored him.
Jiang Ding chuckled, closed his eyes, and cultivated as he waited silently within the military formation.
Magic power circulated through his newly formed, fragile meridians, completing cycle after cycle. Bit by bit, it tempered and nourished them, improving their fundamental quality, their capacity to bear magic power and divine sense, and their ability to amplify sword arts and spells.
An excellent physical vessel was vital to a cultivator's strength and Dao Path.
Several months later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes, rose, and went to meet the arrivals.
A yellow-haired young man approached with a Skullblood Vine Demon and a dark-red drop of blood the size of a basketball.
"Demonstone Minor World is locked down far too tightly. Getting in and out is a damned nuisance. I had to hide, sneak around, avoid all sorts of restricted areas, and go through approval after approval."
The Sun Slayer Heavenly Lord complained without pause.
The reason he had put up with the trouble of going to Demonstone Minor World was, of course, the request of the junior before him.
"Thank you, senior."
"Thanks