Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Jin Lingfeng’s silver hair fluttered as he spoke somewhat gloatingly, ”I’ve looked into the cultivation speeds of the Taoist disciples from the Immortal Sects. Some are fast, some are slow, but none have managed to break through in just a few decades. Their cultivation speed isn’t even as fast as many exceptionally outstanding core true disciples, without a single Taoist disciple exception.”

”There must be some reason behind this.”

”She probably hasn’t received the legacy of Qingmu Taoist disciples.”

Jiang Ding remembered back when the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was still called the Daymoon Sword Pavilion, the legacy of the Taiyin Life Flying Sword.

This object also required Taiqing Spirit Iron for its refinement. Even the Sword Vein of the Green Wood Immortal Sect, possessing a complete legacy, couldn’t cultivate a genuine Taiyin Swordsman. This was a gap in external forces.

Making up for it was almost impossible.

As the three guests engaged in casual conversation, they passed through the numerous prohibitions of Lianyun Shipbuilding Heavy Industry, heading deeper into the shipyard.

One could see that without Yu Qianzi backing them, the security and inspection levels here had decreased a notch; it wasn’t the kind of place that would obliterate a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch with array patterns at every turn.

They arrived at the dock where the Super Sun Vessel was located.

A female cultivator in business attire with her cultivation at the late Golden Pill stage was waiting quietly in front of the dock. Upon seeing the group, she bowed and greeted them, ”Hello, my name is Xia Caiyun. Master Yun Gong Immortal is busy with other matters, so I am responsible for receiving you and completing the handover of the Super Sun Vessel.”

”Hello, classmate Xia.”

Jiang Ding and the others returned the greeting.

This female cultivator, they also knew her—she was a doctoral student from the Warship Construction Department of Beidou University, and they had met her a few times during inter-university exchanges.

Xia Caiyun led them inside.

After walking slowly for several steps, they were suddenly greeted with a wide-open space.

Jiang Ding held his breath, staring hard at the steel giant before him.

The total length was one thousand two hundred seventy-four meters, the width was three hundred twenty-four meters, and it weighed thirty-two point seven four one million tons. It was composed entirely of artificial synthetic materials, constructed from fourth-tier Aviation Aluminum Spirit Gold, with key load-bearing parts forged from a composite of fourth-tier Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures. Both the interior and exterior of the warship were inscribed with the fourth-tier Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Formation.

This formation integrated offense and defense, relying on the outer deck to generate a periphery of magnetic thunderclouds, annihilating all unauthorized magic attacks, physical attacks, and Divine Soul attacks.

Equipped with the fourth-tier electromagnetic system, the classic main cannon of the Air-Space Mothership, the Magnetic Cloud Splitting Star Cannon.

This was the Immortal Sects’ top-tier fourth-order electromagnetic cannon, second only to the Air-Space Fortress Cannon, named the Splitting Star. In actual tests, after one thousand one hundred forty-three consecutive blasts, it could shatter a planet as large as Pluto, reducing it to fine cosmic dust.

At this moment, under the illumination of the Great Sun, the Super Sun Vessel shone brightly, its silver-white radiance dazzling.

”Jiang, you may proceed with the reception,”

Xia Caiyun said, ”Just imprint your Divine Sense in the warship’s command core, and the vessel will be yours. However, to operate it proficiently, you’ll still need to refine it thoroughly.”

”Understood.”

Jiang Ding nodded.

Divine Sense unfolded and surged into the super warship.

Everything went smoothly without any awkwardness. The hull occasionally flickered, sending waves of familiarity that felt like returning to one’s hometown.

This was a super warship specifically tailored to design.

The Divine Sense flowed along with the warship, sweeping over the deck, passing through cabins, the crew’s rest area—Immortal Sect Air-Space Motherships were designed to carry a large number of Foundation-building cultivators’ Air-Space warplanes, and the warships operated by Golden Pill Monks combined the functions of combat, supply, and logistical transportation.