Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

“Tushan,”

“Don’t do this, haste makes waste.”

The Fusang Saintess lightly shook her head: “Enlightening the Dao requires a balance between work and rest; appropriate rest can make enlightenment more efficient, and this is the correct path of cultivation.”

“Everyone’s efficiency is already very high.”

“Balance between work and rest?”

“I know that!”

“But I have already given them a rest, a full three seconds seventy-three.”

Jiang Ding furrowed his brow.

Numerous facts proved that working twenty-four hours is more efficient than eight hours, and it’s easier to overtake others unexpectedly. No high-sounding reason can overturn this.

And the cultivators outside the Xianmen Sect do not need to adhere to the Xianmen labor law.

Given that, why not use it?

“Approximately twenty thousand years ago,”

“you gave us a rest for three seconds seventy-three, using thirty percent Divine Soul computational power to rest a bit…”

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden spoke quietly, trying to awaken this person’s conscience.

“Oh?”

“Fellow Daoist Hehuan, your rest is already like mine, no, even more by three seconds seventy-three.”

Jiang Ding stared at her: “Do you mean to say you want to rest further, having a rest time many times, hundreds of times, thousands of times more than mine, treating me so harshly, so unfairly?”

“Am I so deserving of your humiliation?”

He spoke unkindly.

“No…”

“Swordsman, you misunderstood.”

The Joyous Union Holy Maiden replied weakly.

“Haha!”

“I knew it, Fellow Daoist Hehuan wouldn’t humiliate me like that, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

Jiang Ding said amiably: “Well then, let’s increase the workload to triple of what it was; adversity is wealth, and I dare guarantee that as long as this project succeeds, everyone’s hopes of becoming Eighth Step Taoist disciples will become greater, acquiring a huge opportunity.”

“Remember, this is a True Immortal level research project!”

“If others want to join in, to obtain such a great opportunity, they must pay a huge price, while you received it just like that.

“You must not take it for granted…”

Jiang Ding earnestly advised.

“Yes,”

“Swordsman…”

The surrounding Taoist disciples, along with many in the Great Dream Sword Realm, responded sparsely, their eyes looking as if their souls had been drawn away.

In an instant, an infinite darkness shrouded the earth, and no hope could be seen.

“You must cherish—”

Jiang Ding was speaking when a golden leaf, seemingly from nowhere, landed on his face.

“Everyone, ignore him.”

“He’s just joking.”

The Fusang Saintess, not bothering with the rambling Dari Swordsman, instructed: “From now on, you only need to increase efficiency by fifty percent, the rest of the time can be self-managed.”

“That’s it.”

“No way!”

“Absolutely not allowed!”

“That would be too wasteful…”

Jiang Ding was extremely dissatisfied.

The Fusang Saintess cast a warning glance.

This additional fifty percent efficiency is brought by me; are you sure you want to continue arguing?

Are you sure?

Jiang Ding immediately fell silent.

Without any opposition, this decision was swiftly passed, communicated through the governance center of the Great Dream Sword Realm.

“Long live!”

“Hahaha… Your Highness the Saintess, long live!”

Countless Taoist disciples and cultivators cheered joyfully, the atmosphere boiling over.