Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

"Kan Department 2, proceed to this location to support."

"Zhen Buyi, move to..."

"Gen Department 3, after completing the mission, award three merits, team leader reward six merits, deputy team leader four."

Jiang Ding soared in the sky, his Divine Sense enveloping the surroundings like electromagnetic waves, receiving messages from the One-Eyed Cicada and the Sword Intent marks, his Divine Soul operating at high speed, ceaselessly issuing orders.

Within a thousand-li radius, every time an order was issued, teams of Golden Pill Monks, ranging from three to twelve in number, would accept the orders with respectful expressions and move toward the marked locations.

"Kan Department 2, penalty for showing fear in battle, minus ten merits."

"If there's a second time, the penalty for merits will be doubled, for a third, all merits will be stripped away and you will not be accepted anymore."

Occasionally, such stern words would be spoken, causing the faces of the Golden Pill Monks in the respective teams to turn deathly pale.

Once all merits are stripped away and one is no longer accepted, the lack of any gains is a minor issue.

What's more frightening is that with the current situation of Sword-receiving Order cultivators being as common as trees in a forest, one will be left alone to face the massive number of cultivators, standing on the opposite side of them.

Death is certain!

Of course, the person who said he would not take the initiative to bully anyone, but all the Golden Pill Monks didn't believe that—they didn't trust the character of those around them.

"Commanding is actually quite easy."

Jiang Ding was processing information from all sides while silently pondering things.

So far, the number of Sword Order cultivators had reached two hundred and twenty-one, they used the Eight Trigrams as their signal, spread out in all directions, accepting various missions.

Battles, skirmishes, collection, immediate processing of medicinal materials that needed to be handled immediately... and so on, in an orderly manner, taking into full consideration the expertise and personal wishes of every cultivator.

Other Loose Cultivators were terrified to discover that within a few days, the Luoxu Clan suddenly emerged as a behemoth, well-organized, with strict commands, easily sending dozens to kill a single person, as spells and treasures rained down from the sky, causing even the peak Golden Pill Cultivators to die in an instant, unable to resist.

Not just battles,

In the plundering of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, they also made methodical advancements, using several cultivators skilled in Formation Methods as the vanguard, gradually breaking through the formations, harvesting elixirs with the highest efficiency without causing damage.

Overall, their efficiency was multitudes higher than the chaotic scramble of Loose Cultivators fighting over opportunities!

The numerous Loose Cultivators fighting over Elixirs and Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures, backstabbing each other, being cautious, maintaining extreme vigilance, fearing a sudden assault, would often resort to the crudest and fastest methods to break formations, and their level of skill in Formation Dao often left much to be desired.

With such tactics, if ten portions of Elixirs got damaged by three or four during the breaking of formations and another three or four during the fighting, it would be good if three portions could be acquired in the end.

Not to mention that many rare Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures require special methods of preservation, which often leads to significant loss of efficacy due to improper preservation.

Over two hundred Golden Pill Monks, under the supervision of Sword Intent, without internal strife among themselves, roamed in groups, ruthlessly swallowing up and chasing away single cultivators; their acquisition of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures was rapidly increasing every second.

"Lord Tushan."

Jiang Ding's One-Eyed Cicada at his waist flashed with Spiritual Light, which was the hub for receiving information from all sides, made of high-quality materials, qualifying it as a Supreme Magic Tool.

An old cultivator with white hair and beard appeared in Jiang Ding's field of vision.

"My lord, is it possible to temporarily stop accepting new cultivators?"

Immortal Baimei bowed deeply.

At receiving the message, he accepted the Tushan Sword Order, and with his peak Golden Pill Cultivation and commendable Lightning Magic, he became the leader of the Zhen Buyi squad as well as the head of the Zhen Department.

"At this point, our power is sufficient to sweep through the current Falling Void Clan. Perhaps we should stop there and no longer accept new cultivators, just cast them all out and execute them..."

Immortal Baimei hesitated to continue.

"Is this your personal opinion, or that of others?"

Jiang Ding asked.

This was the first time he saw someone say this, but clearly, driven by his fearsome reputation, such sentiments had been brewing for a long time, and only after much deliberation did he dare to speak out.

The reason, of course, is not hard to guess: they feel they have enough people and want to reduce the number of free riders.

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"...Numerous cultivators."

Immortal Baimei said somewhat awkwardly.

"Not allowed."

Jiang Ding said indifferently, "I need more people, to ultimately head to the Ancestor Temple of the Luoxu Clan."

"You all need not worry, your merits surpass those of the latecomers by a lot, you should be able to get what you desire."

To avoid dampening their enthusiasm, he added a word of comfort.

"Yes, Lord Tushan!"

Immortal Baimei bowed with his hands clasped, daring not to say more.

...

Within a valley.

The formation exuded layers of white mist to hide beneath, occasionally revealing a wisp of aura, as a top-tier third-rank formation, barely reaching the quasi-Nascent Soul Stage, powerful enough to easily massacre a large number of Golden Pill Monks.

More than forty cultivators stood on array patterns, intermittently raising their hands to call down dozens of thunderous blasts.

Most of these individuals bore the aura of Lightning Cultivators, currently forming only the simplest Heaven, Earth, and Man Tri-force Array, yet they were already capable of operating without interference. Due to sharing the same type of cultivation method, their combined efforts even slightly amplified their power.

What mattered more, however, was their number!

A total of more than forty Lightning Cultivators. Even if they were not Lightning Cultivators, the members had been meticulously selected, with their cultivation methods not only causing no interference but also offering significant auxiliary benefits.

At that moment, dozens of lightning strikes descended in unison, and the top-tier third-rank formation immediately burst with spiritual light, teetering on the brink of collapse, revealing many frightened collateral members of the Hei Clan within.

There were, in all, more than twenty individuals, surrounded by numerous Golden Pill bodyguards in the center, and among them was Hei Louxi, with a deathly pale face, broken wings, and a half-mutilated body oozing like paste, staring incredulously at Immortal Baimei and the others outside the formation.

Among them were a few individuals she recognized, or they were wanted criminals from the Beast Spirit Immortal City, aware of their information.

These people came from all corners of the world, righteous and diabolical, from remote and obscure places, and even included bandits and runaway slaves...

Such a messy collection of identities, with different cultivation methods - how did they manage to gather together, establish order, and avoid internal strife?

How could these unruly and violent criminals be so docile?

"Sect leader, did Lord Tushan agree?"

An old man with a flushed, rosacea-afflicted nose looked greedily at the collateral Golden Pills of the Hei Clan in the formation, especially at their numerous Treasures, almost drooling.

The surrounding Loose Cultivator Golden Pills were also looking on with similar sentiments, purposely holding back some strength as they called down thunder.

"Haha, what a thrilling day!"

Someone laughed heartily.

Think of them, Loose Cultivators, always humiliated by groups of family cultivators with Army Formations, never expecting to have a day like today, turning the tables on the Heavenly Gang, trapping numerous family Golden Pills here, with no help from heaven or earth.

They all felt immensely satisfied.

This area was originally cloaked with a high-quality Concealment Array, undetectable even by Golden Pill Peak cultivators.

It was a Golden Pill Sword Cultivator who, by chance, encountered the collateral Golden Pills of the Hei Clan and, unable to defeat them, was captured and vanished without a trace. Then the Tushan Sword Cultivators commanded people to investigate, and several more were ensnared.

After that, the entire Zhen Department's more than forty Golden Pill Lightning Cultivators received the order and converged here, encircling the place without any leaks, bombarding it wildly until the top-tier third-rank formation could no longer withstand it.

"Lord Tushan said, 'It's not allowed.'

Immortal Baimei sighed softly and played back the voice he had heard, to show he wasn't engaged in any deceitful act.

"Not allowed?"

"These people are heinous criminals from major families!"

The surrounding Golden Pill cultivators were stunned, then erupted in discontent, extremely dissatisfied, "What a great chance to make a fortune, even after handing over thirty percent, every person could at least obtain one medium-grade Treasure, countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures..."

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