Jiang Ding remained silent for a long time.
A quasi-immortal heavenly treasure?
Such a thing did not seem particularly rare. In the eyes of certain man-eating great demons, he himself was probably a seedling of a quasi-immortal heavenly treasure. Human demonic cultivators likely saw him the same way.
If they captured him, added all manner of heavenly treasures as sovereign, minister, assistant, and envoy, then burned him in the fires of civil and martial alchemy for ninety thousand years, they might be able to refine a quasi-immortal pill.
Could the quasi-immortal opportunity be the Dao Children entering the Abandoned Big Dipper Ancient Road?
From his experience, it was entirely possible.
The powerful figures outside the Immortal Sect had not left him with a good impression. Even a sect to which he might owe a debt of gratitude was no exception.
The Big Dipper Supreme was a relatively young being who had survived three tribulations.
He could not compare to the Supremes of the Fallen Immortal Realm and was merely struggling to endure on the strength of his sect's foundations. But with an ancient sect inheritance behind him, any trap he laid would likely be difficult to escape. Knowledge of the immortal Dao was itself power.
"Thank you."
Jiang Ding accepted the Big Dipper Ancient Token and gave a slight nod.
The Big Dipper Holy Maiden bowed once more to express her sect's gratitude, then left.
Jiang Ding swept his divine sense over the ancient starlight token, which hovered between substance and illusion. He easily discovered a faint connection between it and the Western Liang Cangjie Bird west of the Human Emperor's Throne. Activating the token would draw on a trace of the bird's power to transport a living being somewhere.
At the same time!
The Broken Sword Tip trembled faintly