Sweep the Northwestern Regions, Then Point the Sword at the East Sea

"Why are they sneaking around like that..."

"They look so timid."

Jiang Ding could hardly bear to watch.

These Sword Intent cultivators were, of course, Hua Xiaohua and the others from those cohorts of Immortal Sect Sword Intent cultivators.

By now, the Immortal Sect had more than ten thousand Sword Intent cultivators. They were no longer handed out to anyone who selected a major in cultivation. Competition was fierce: only 390 students were admitted each year, ten per university, enough to form a department.

Of course, that was no reason to send current students into battle. Things had not come to that.

Jiang Ding had applied for an exception, allowing cultivators in the Immortal Sect's Adult Swordsmanship Department to choose freely whether to sign up for the realm war.

Nothing would happen if they chose not to. No credits or benefits would be deducted. It was entirely up to them.

Jiang Ding believed that the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's madness was wrong, but sword cultivators still needed a measure of war. It would benefit their Dao Path.

After long consideration, he had applied for this opportunity as the Immortal Sect's first dean of the School of Dao Cultivation.

If all went as expected, it would become standard practice. Cultivators in the adult School of Dao Cultivation could volunteer for wars as part of their studies.

Under the Immortal Sect Army's current organization, each ground division was paired with a Foundation Establishment Sword Intent cultivator, and each Aerospace Regiment with a Golden Core sword cultivator.

They piloted stealth Aerospace Fighters and stealth aerospace warships. Their main job was reconnaissance and directing tank divisions and Aerospace Regiments to bombard precise targets.

The latter position remained vacant for now, because there was no second Golden Core sword cultivator.

"But fighting without ever engaging