Chapter 360 - 360 349 Dyson Sun Mirror Sword Domain_1

360: Chapter 349 Dyson Sun Mirror Sword Domain_1 360: Chapter 349 Dyson Sun Mirror Sword Domain_1 “Warships and drones…”

Inside the mining area dormitory.

Underneath the unfolded blue-gold large tree, the essence of the Great Sun and the Quintessence of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi fell beside him, sparkling here and there.

With each breath, it was absorbed into his body, turning into a bit of accumulation, and the mana within his Elixir Field grew by an imperceptible amount.

Jiang Ding displayed a screen with Divine Sense.

The knowledge about specialized single-person operations—Air-Space Battleships and swarms of drones—from the library kept scrolling past, being read by his Divine Soul.

“…Air-Space Battleships and drone swarms are a reluctant compromise for a few specialized operations.

They are extremely costly to build, placing high demands on the Ship Spirit’s capacity, making it a very low cost-effectiveness mode of warfare.”

“Even stacked to the limit, they still can’t possess combat power equal to Taoist disciples at the same level; it can even be said that, before a Taoist disciple, they can’t withstand a single blow.”

“After all, the strength of Xianmen lies in groups.

It is not advisable to conduct single-person or small-group operations.

Even if there are significant interests in certain areas, one should give up what needs to be given up, without any hesitation or delay.”

This is what the author of this article wrote in the end.

Jiang Ding glanced at the signature of this article, “A Brief Overview of Xianmen Special Operations Essentials.”

Immortal Yingui, who once served as the general of the first army of Xianmen Special Operations, was awarded the first-class Air-Space Combat Medal, with remarkable military achievements…

“Experts are saying this; it seems that the single combat capability of Xianmen really is not viable.”

Jiang Ding commented.

But he did not give up.

“I am different.

After my advancement to Golden Pill, I already possessed the power for individual combat.

What I need now is not something out of nothing, but enhancement.”

Divine Sense logged onto the network, connecting to the official website of Lianyunkonggang Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Group Co., Ltd.

The last time he customized a Super Airspace Warplane the cooperation was quite pleasant, so he chose the same company again and clicked to enter.

His vision blurred.

Seas and blue skies, white clouds drifting by!

Flocks of seagulls, as if they were spirits, flapped their wings flying into the distance.

The salty sea breeze caressed his nose, and in the distance were extensive steel docks.

From time to time, one or two Air-Space Battleships and warplanes jetted out of their tail fins, soaring into the distance.

“Hello, guest, I am Li Shoujing at the front desk.

What do you need?”

A round-faced woman in a suit and skirt appeared before him, speaking enthusiastically.

“An Air-Space Battleship for single-person special operations, I hope to have the combat power at the Nascent Soul Stage.”

Jiang Ding, still in the half-mosaic black robe, nodded.

“A single-person Air-Space Battleship at the Nascent Soul Stage?”

Li Shoujing was taken aback, somewhat doubtful that she heard incorrectly, “Sorry, guest, I didn’t hear clearly.

Could you repeat that?”

“That is correct, you heard me right.”

Jiang Ding replied calmly.

“But, as far as I know from the company training, Xianmen doesn’t have Air-Space Battleships at the Nascent Soul Stage.”

Li Shoujing couldn’t help but say, “Guest, have you heard some misleading rumors?”

“No?”

Jiang Ding frowned.

“I need a consultation service with a Fourth-Stage battleship designer.”

“Yes, please hold on.”

“The consultation fee for a Fourth-Stage battleship designer is five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones per minute.”

Li Shoujing shivered, knowing she should not have repeatedly negated her guest’s statements, whatever they were, the customer is always right.

“Five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones per minute, that seems reasonable.”

Jiang Ding glanced at the bill and paid with his bank card.

Cultivators’ Divine Sense response times are extremely quick.

As long as it doesn’t involve deep knowledge, a lot can be done in a minute.

If other Golden Pill Monks knew they could get a minute’s advice from a Nascent Soul Monk for just five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, they’d be ecstatic.

“Fourth-Stage Battleship Designer, a wisp of Wei Liuchuan’s Divine Sense, connecting to the communication.”

Array Spirit notification tone.

“Greetings, guest.”

An old voice came through.

“Guest wants an Air-Space Battleship with the combat power of the Nascent Soul Stage?”

“Yes, senior.”

Jiang Ding respectfully said, “May I know if Xianmen has explored this area?”

After a moment of thought, the old voice.

“Yes.”

“Within the Xianmen Science Institute, there was a related exploration that spared no expense in stacking Air-Space Battleships.

Accompanied by 3,600 unmanned Air-Space Warplanes, the construction cost would require 1.7 billion lower-grade spirit stones, plus many rare materials, and at least twelve Golden Core Peak Monks to operate.”

“This way, one barely acquires the combat power of the early Nascent Soul stage.”

1.7 billion lower-grade spirit stones!

Jiang Ding’s heart quivered.

He had thought himself wealthy enough, but before things of the Nascent Soul stage, he was still too green.

“Here is the draft of this Air-Space Battleship, customer, please take a look.”

An aged Divine Sense turned, projecting a city-sized draft in front of Jiang Ding, extending over ten kilometers in length and width, with various Formation Method lines interweaving in a dizzying array.

It already exceeded the capability limit of a Third-Order Array Master and was incomprehensible.

Around the Air-Space Battleship, accompanied by 3,600 Air-Space Warplanes, together they formed a gigantic Fourth Grade Inferior Class Formation, spreading over several tens of kilometers.

Jiang Ding skipped over the Fourth-Order Formation that he couldn’t understand, his gaze landing on the requirement that needed twelve Golden Core Peak Monks to control.

‘Golden Core Peak Cultivation Base, I alone should be able to control this giant Air-Space Battleship.’

‘But, it seems unnecessary, just a Fourth Grade Inferior Class Formation after all, it would be better to take a sword and chop, without wasting so many spirit stones.’

Jiang Ding shook his head, considering for a moment.

“Change the requirement to,”

He hesitated for a moment, and then said.

“Assisting a Sword Cultivator who possesses the power of a Nascent Soul Monk in the mid to late Golden Pellet Realm to gain stronger combat power.”

“…”

The elderly voice immediately fell silent.

“Dari Swordsman.”

His speech paused for a long while, and then he said, “This issue is beyond the scope, it requires the Xianmen Science Institute to handle, I am just a weak and helpless Fourth-Order Battleship designer.”

“I suggest you apply when you reach the Golden Pellet Realm, only then you might have a chance, those people won’t act unless they see benefits.”

“Alright, thank you senior.”

Jiang Ding felt somewhat embarrassed and scratched his head.

“Beep beep…”

The communication was cut off.

He exited the official website of Lianyunkonggang Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Group Co., Ltd.

Jiang Ding fell into deep thought: “I should find Professor Zhang Junsheng, he has done the deepest research in this area.”

The Blue-gold large tree contracted and entered between his eyebrows, a grey-blue Escaping Light rose up into the sky, flying toward the height where the Divine Tree of Heaven was located.

After searching for a moment, he entered a leaf bearing the mark of the Great Sun.

“Welcome to Qingfeng University Engineering Building-Digging Laboratory for Rescue of the Great Sun Ruins.”

Jiang Ding flew into the laboratory space filled with ruins, his Divine Sense sweeping only to find a small, dark-skinned old man.

Landing beside him, he curiously asked, “Mentor, where are Senior Sister Wu Mengsha and the others?”

“They’re at the Xianmen Science Institute testing the ‘Second-Level Yuan Magnetic Sword Escape Technique’.

They’ve finally gotten a turn to use the machines.”

Professor Zhang Junsheng’s Divine Sense shuttled back and forth over a continuously morphing Rubik’s cube-like Artifact, his brows deeply furrowed, as if calculating something, without looking up.

“Is there something you need?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Ding requested in his mind to the Central Array Spirit Computer.

‘Grant Professor Zhang Junsheng access to the future projection I deduced at the beginning of the semester, the phantom shadow of the Nine Sword Immortal.’

‘This will increase risk, do you confirm?’

‘Confirmed.’

A terrifying pressure came, filling the space between heaven and earth, even the radioactive clouds accumulated over thousands of years were dispersed.

“What is this?”

Professor Zhang Junsheng suddenly looked up, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with fright.

The spectral image of an Immortal holding a sword appeared between heaven and earth.

Behind him, nine pitch-black pillars that pierced the clouds stood erect, with nine opaque and chaotic holes appearing faintly visible.

The terrifying presence that leaked from them could slay gods and exterminate immortals.

Around the true Immortal, circled numerous Pure Gold Flying Swords, a total of 108,000, their surfaces smooth as mirrors, dazzlingly brilliant.

“I want this.”

Jiang Ding pointed at the Pure Gold Flying Swords encircling the phantom image of the true Immortal, resembling a Sword Domain transformed from an artifact of the Xianmen—a Dyson Sun Mirror Fortress, and said.

“I have a premonition that this is my Sword-type Unmanned Drone.”