Chapter 750 - 750 731 Three Million Amateur 9-Dan Swordsman

750: Chapter 731: Three Million Amateur 9-Dan Swordsman 750: Chapter 731: Three Million Amateur 9-Dan Swordsman “Ding 423, do you want to join us…”

Next to him, a few teenagers called out to Jiang Ding by his random game name, inviting him to come along.

They appeared to be college classmates from the same university, planning to leave the Shallow Water Fishing Village and head to the Prefectural City in search of a fateful encounter with the Immortal Path.

If they died, they’d just resurrect and come back to practice cultivation methods, magic, and swordsmanship.

“No, I plan to stay here for a while to do some tasks and practice my skills,”

Jiang Ding politely declined.

Within the fishing village, one could take on various small tasks to acquire blank cultivation methods, weapons, and techniques.

However, the system only assisted with the use of techniques; players still needed to practice and explore on their own.

The game demanded insight and effort, and wasn’t a foolproof, one-click affair.

This was the gaming application of the ‘assisted learning’ feature of the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm.

This technology already existed within Xianmen, developed by the head of the Xianmen Science Institute, Immortal Count Spirit, but it was not very refined until the developers of the “Sword Dominance” game applied it, refining the details further.

Therefore, they had to pay a hefty patent fee to Immortal Count Spirit’s research team.

It was only right.

According to research articles in the field of social sciences, the application of this technology had increased the rate of success among Xianmen Cultivators by one to three percent.

If it continued to be tested and perfected over ten more years without any issues, Jiang Ding might receive the ‘Xianmen Top Ten Social Practitioners of the Year’ award.

This award was one of the top honors for a Golden Pill Monk, coming with a Nascent Soul Opportunity reward.

“Let’s see…”

Jiang Ding closed his eyes, logged into the game backend, and started reviewing various statistics.

This was the boss’s privilege.

One could look but not arbitrarily change things.

Since the game had gone public, it was regulated by Xianmen commercial law, protecting players’ rights—it was not up to the boss to do as he pleased, unlike with private servers.

The moment Jiang Ding logged into the backend, a vast array of blue, glowing number subtitles appeared before his eyes, rapidly scrolling line by line.

With data volumes reaching gigabytes every second, an ordinary person would be dazzled at a glance, needing translation to understand the information.

Jiang Ding had no interest in peerless swords, heavenly immortal mansions, or the top fairies.

He directly targeted the number of Sword Cultivators, checking their backend information.

“So many, somewhat unexpectedly,”

Jiang Ding showed a surprised expression as he looked at the number of amateur ninth-rank swordsmen.

This level represented the pinnacle of swordsmanship for mortals and low-level Cultivators, implying their techniques had reached a very high level.

If they had sufficiently pure mana, a strong enough will, and a willingness to focus solely on the Sword Dao, with all three conditions met, they could potentially understand Sword Intent.

Alternatively, if one of these three stood out significantly, even with shortcomings in the other aspects, the total score could still allow for an understanding of Sword Intent.

At that moment, within the “Sword Dominance” game backend, the number of amateur ninth-rank swordsmen was,

Three million, one hundred seventy-eight thousand, nine hundred and seventy-two!

“Like this,”

“With such numbers…”

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, his emotions fluctuating.

One must know that any amateur ninth-rank swordsman, if they went to places like Yue Country, could be called a Sword Saint during the Inner Qi Phase and dominate the martial arts world.

If they advanced to Xiantian, they would surely be invincible!

Even without any weapon or Inner Energy advantage, it would still be so.

If they were in the Qi Practicing Phase, they could easily fight across levels within a small domain, with beginners defeating intermediates and intermediates easily overturning advanced practitioners—purely due to skill advantage.

If one were to also consider the advantages of Cultivation Methods and Magic Tools afforded to Xianmen citizens, a single person could effortlessly fight against more than a dozen peers of the same level.

At the Foundation-building stage, the same would be true.

Such people in any Sect would undoubtedly be regarded as geniuses and elites, and in the future, they would become the pillars of their Sects.

Yet in Xianmen, such people numbered in the millions!

If the Great Sun Sword Sect were to have a ranking, perhaps the total number of amateur ninth-rank swordsmen within its domain would not even reach five thousand.

But in Xianmen, three million!

The gap was so vast it left one speechless.

This is the Domain Overlord.

Even a Domain Overlord’s power, if not focused on the Sword Dao as their main direction of development, merely using it for leisure and social interaction.

Such a colossal existence, even just casually moving its body, displays an energy that small fish and shrimps could never hope to witness in their entire lifetimes.

Although it doesn’t concentrate on proper pursuits,

And though it hasn’t developed for even a hundred years,

The Sword Dao foundation of Xianmen now is nearly a thousand times that of the Great Sun Sword Sect!

“Three million level-nine swordsman!”

“Citizens, everyone, so fierce, so powerful…”

Jiang Ding was stunned, his mind buzzing.

The seed he had casually sown decades ago had unexpectedly grown into such an enormous and fruitful tree.

In such a short time, not even the lifespan of a foundation-building cultivator, it had grown so much, so robust in stem and grand in plant height.

Jiang Ding knew that this was not because of his excellent guidance or education.

It was purely because Xianmen had a strong foundation.

Even if sword cultivators were replaced with thunder, knife, or puppet masters; any profession, as long as it could be promoted in Xianmen, related talents would continuously emerge in an unstoppable manner, without any difference.

This is the extremely profound educational foundation of Xianmen’s Immortal Path!

The highest Jing-level Cultivation Methods are available for casual perusal.

If you don’t understand, there is a teacher to explain.

If the teacher doesn’t understand, go to the big city, catch any high-ranking cultivator on the street, and ask politely and respectfully; most difficulties can be explained.

All sorts of Sword Embryos, materials, just be excellent enough and there are plenty of scholarships, dueling, and exchange opportunities online…

All these conditions are exceptionally rich.

The herdsmen, chieftains, and loose cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Sect, though numerous and with not insignificant Spiritual Roots, also possessing the will to fight bloodily, had these advantages,

But how could they compare to the citizens of Xianmen?

How many common people from the Great Sun Sword Sect’s grasslands, the multitudes of mortals, could match with an ordinary citizen of Xianmen, possessing the same rate of success in talent development?

A hundred thousand people, or a million people?

It’s impossible to calculate!

“A Sword Intent Cultivator from Xianmen will definitely be born.”

“And it will happen within a few years!”

Jiang Ding suddenly had such a thought in his heart, very sure, no longer doubting anything.

He knew that among these three million amateur level-nine swordsmen, the majority were just dabbling as the Sword Dao of Xianmen was just starting, the future uncertain, while other paths were bright and broad.

Many sages had already trodden those paths countless times, warmly leading the way ahead, no need to worry about anything, just follow the steps of the predecessors.

But,

This is three million amateur level-nine swordsmen!

With such a large base, such a profound foundation of Sword Dao, it would be very difficult to forcibly suppress the birth of Sword Intent Sword Cultivators; such an event would require a historic reversal of the currents to have a chance at success.

“No,”

“Not within a few years.”

The next moment, Jiang Ding’s heart palpitated as if he were the ancestral master of the Sword Dao from ancient times or a forefather deity, feeling a mysterious connection, looking beyond the game, toward the Qingfeng University campus.

“It’s now!”

Jiang Ding, as if traversing the rivers of time, following some unknown force and causality, his perspective passed through layers of space, beyond the barriers of the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm, beyond the Formation Method that prevented outsiders from spying, and landed on a battle platform.

On the battling platform,

A short panda clad in Magma Thorn Armor, with chubby paws tightly grasping a fierce spiked greatsword, used its big eyes to observe the opponent who had fallen to the ground coughing up blood, a student from the Green Wood Immortal Sect, a Sword Intent Female Cultivator in the Foundation-building phase.

Around the panda, the resonant sound of sword ringing was spreading.

The platform was torn apart by the sharp Sword Qi released from the Magma Thorn Armor and then melted by the overflowing raging heat, turning into a land of magma.

She, clad in Magma Thorn Armor, established her sword’s presence on the ground, born within the magma.

Sword Intent, reaching straight to the heavens!