Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Swordsmanship instruction continued for seven days.

”Class dismissed, the next session will be in ten days, during which pay attention to review and read relevant swordsmanship textbooks.”

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, closing his eyes slightly, and continued to deduce and comprehend the ”Magnetic Concealment Skills.”

As an incarnation, he did not need to cultivate, so he had no particular demand for the location; any place would do.

”Elder Jiang, we shall take our leave!”

Wei Hu and all the Qi Practitioners and Xiantian Martial Artists, full of gratitude, bowed deeply.

In just seven days, their swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds.

After all, being personally instructed by a Golden Pill Monk skilled in swordsmanship was an immense opportunity, invaluable, where salary and benefits were negligible in comparison.

You should know, the time of a Golden Pill Monk is at least priced at a thousand spirit stones per minute.

And even so, few Golden Pill Monks are willing to waste time doing such things.

Unless it is something officially provided by the Xianmen Sect at university.

”Every half a year for one term.”

”It’s expected to last for about twenty years, for a total of forty terms.”

Jiang Ding calculated, ”Among them, we’ll select the top ones and weed out the inferior. We should be able to identify several individuals with excellent sword dao potential, and it would be even better if they can comprehend Sword Intent... That’s more difficult, though. Sword Intent is the standard for sword dao geniuses, enough to fight across major power levels within their own domain. That depends on opportunity and time.”

”According to the experience of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, Sword Intent often manifests in life-and-death situations.”

”Sword Cultivators of the Xianmen don’t need that, it’s too forced, merely the under-qualified trying to rise above their station.”

”Those with sufficient talent will naturally comprehend Sword Intent, and if there are few of them, so be it. Sword Cultivators are, after all, a profession where a minority rules everything.”

”It would be best to establish a Sword Dao Association and set up a civilian ranking system, Amateur Level 1 Swordsman, Amateur Level 2... up to Amateur Level 9 Swordsman, Professional Level 1 Swordsman... up to Professional Level 9 Swordsman, each level with its own assessment criteria. Or, ignoring the criteria and just fighting it out in the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm would also do.”

”Find a few celebrity agencies to hype up those with exceptional sword dao as stars, gaining both fame and fortune.”

”Then organize a competition, held once every three years, spending a ton of money to turn sword dao into a popular sporting event.”

Jiang Ding’s thoughts whirled, and he casually handed these ideas to Wei Hu to handle as he saw fit.

Recruit people if necessary, buy advertisements if needed, find endorsers.

The Xianmen was never short of talents in all areas, with money, any kind of person could be found.

...

While his avatar busily taught swordsmanship and deduced magic, Jiang Ding leisurely returned from home, and after two months of refining his flying sword, flew to the Air-Space class.

Yu Qianzi did not go back on her word and likewise attended this session of the Air-Space class.

Finding the opportunity, Jiang Ding eagerly challenged her to a sword fight...

After hundreds of moves, he was soundly defeated.

Although he learned a lot and grasped many more sword dao tricks, advancing significantly towards the Sword Qi Thunder Sound.

But he was quite disheartened.

Even though he had a comprehensive lead in Sword Intent, Divine Soul, Divine Sense, and flying sword, a bigger advantage than when he faced Zhong Guangzi, he still lost, as if there was a specific counter; a higher level of swordsmanship had a great advantage over a lower one, enough to win against stronger opponents.

After resting for several days, Jiang Ding once again issued a challenge.

Time and again.

Within two months, ten battles, ten defeats.

”Here, take it.”

Jiang Ding tossed the Great Sun Sword Pearl to Yu Qianzi, huffing weakly, ”Don’t be so smug. I never received a complete sword dao education since I was young. Just give me some more time, and I’ll catch up. When that happens, don’t cry your eyes out.”

”Hehe.”

”I’ve heard that kind of talk many times.”