Tushan Immortal City's Economic Crisis

Beneath the Solar Divine Tree.

As Jiang Ding cultivated, he used the intense heat concentrated from vast quantities of Sunflame Crystal and sunlight to smelt No. 10 Synthetic Geng Metal. With the molten metal and large amounts of purified uranium as ink, he traced the second Heavenly Star restriction inside the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword, bit by bit.

He had been refining it for nearly ten years.

Yet the second Heavenly Star restriction remained a hazy outline. Only the slightest substantive change had occurred, visible only through divine sense.

Such was the difficulty of refining a Nascent Soul treasure.

Ordinarily, even a talented Nascent Soul Cultivator with ample resources would often need more than a thousand years to finish refining eighteen self-generating spiritual Heavenly Star restrictions and bring a bonded treasure to the peak of Nascent Soul treasures.

At his current pace, Jiang Ding would need more than five hundred years to refine the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword to the limit of Nascent Soul treasures.

Less than ten years—

For a Nascent Soul Cultivator refining a Nascent Soul treasure, that was the snap of a finger. It counted for nothing.

During the eighteen years before the Myriad Mechanisms Heavenly Lord's Immortal Sect version of Blazing Sun Spirit Iron emerged, this was as fast as he could go.

Slow as it was, that was no reason to stop.

Whenever Jiang Ding had time, he would keep going, no matter what. No excuse would stop him.

This was his Dao Foundation Sword. Only death could end his refining.

After several months of cultivation, his figure vanished.

Tushan Immortal City.

A young man in azure robes opened his eyes and once again swept his divine sense in every direction, surveying his city.

"Trade has fallen off so much..."

Jiang Ding murmured to