"...Those are my humble thoughts. I offer them to you, fellow cultivators."
Jiang Ding rose from the lecture platform.
Over the past three years, he had shared everything he knew as clearly as he could for his listeners, patiently answering every question in detail.
How much they ultimately gained would depend on their own talent and foundations.
Teaching had to follow its natural course. There was nothing more a teacher could do.
And so the lecture, which had lasted three years, came to an end.
"Thank you, Great Sun Heavenly Lord!"
"We bid you farewell, Great Sun Heavenly Lord!"
The Nascent Soul Cultivators rose as one and bowed.
They were just like children standing to say goodbye to their teacher, whether in primary school or university. There was no essential difference: one was the elder, the others the juniors.
"May your Dao Paths flourish and endure, fellow cultivators."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly, flew into the sky, and gradually vanished from the Nascent Soul True Lords' sight.
At some point, the azure-clad youth's avatar in the sky had become his true body.
"The latest version of the Myriad Transformations Magnetic Origin Scripture is nearly complete. When it's done, the Immortal Sect's scripture will no longer be inferior to those of the Immortal Orders, at least at the Spirit Transformation stage and below..."
"The planetary warship project still needs its finishing touches. There's no helping it. Yuan and the others have been at war for the past thousand years, and avatars can't do much in their place. It's seriously delayed our research. We have to put this project at the very top of our priorities. If the Eight Great Immortal Sects produce Dao Integration Divine Lords before the Immortal Sect can mass-produce planetary warships, we'll be in grave danger..."
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