Immortality

While cultivating, Jiang Ding kept part of his attention on the Sword Dojo. Seeing this scene, he could not help but pause in surprise.

Perhaps, thousands of years ago, Yuan, Divine Mechanism Heavenly Lord, Vast Sea Heavenly Lord, and the others had faced their own students in just this way, patiently teaching and guiding them.

As the years passed,

one student after another died, while one student after another grew up, eventually becoming pillars of the Immortal Sect like True Lord Dinghai, Slaughter Spirit True Lord, and True Lord Shuling.

"Time seems rather interesting."

Thinking of something, Jiang Ding smiled faintly. "A thousand years from now, will people like True Lord Jianlong and True Lord Jianyuan appear before me, become presidents of Immortal Sect University, and cultivate talents from every corner?"

"Thinking of it that way, it is rather interesting."

He withdrew his attention from the Sword Dojo.

He devoted part of his mind to silently calculating the research and development of third-tier Electromagnetic Sword Escape. From time to time, when Zhang Junsheng had a new insight into the development of the Great Sun Nascent Soul Formation Secret Art, the two would communicate across distances of hundreds or thousands of kilometers, sharing their thoughts with one another.

During these days, as vast quantities of library points were invested, many Spirit Transformation Heavenly Lords from beyond Yuan had also joined the development of the Great Sun Nascent Soul Formation Secret Art. Each took on a portion of the work, greatly accelerating its progress.

This was no easy matter.

Just as Jiang Ding himself had to spend each day cultivating, refining his flying sword, managing the Sword Dojo, and attending to other matters, every Spirit Transformation cultivator had things of their own to do and their own path to walk.

It was