Chapter 1815: Chapter 1815

The conversation did not last long. Jiang Ding left behind a clone and went to attend to military affairs of the Xianmen Sect.

He arrived at Qingmu Middle Realm, searching the world inch by inch, not overlooking even a spot beneath a stone, meticulously searching for the causal aura of the Ancient God Arm.

While working, he also divided his attention to multiple tasks, cultivating, inferring various swordsmanship and cultivation methods, and participating in various research projects of the Xianmen Sect, without a moment’s pause.

This was certainly going to be a lengthy process.

However, it was of no consequence. Beings with a lifespan of five hundred thousand years have excellent patience, and what is called tedium is nothing more than dust, insignificant.

Unknowingly, more than fifty years passed.

"Qingmu Middle Realm has none."

Jiang Ding finished searching the last coastal area and got the answer.

This investigation required utilizing special causal skills and wasn’t merely simple Divine Sense Scanning. It was no easy task for him, taking fifty years to finish checking one Medium Thousand World. Google seaʀᴄh novel⚑fire.net

"Next is the Cold Iron Small Realm, should be able to check it within ten years."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and flew towards the next world.

On the way, shared intelligence from various parts of the Xianmen Sect came pouring in. All ten Deep Space Fleets of the Xianmen Sect were investigating various places, while the causality tracking skill of the Ancient God Arm was being optimized, and the history of the world community was continuously being unearthed, revealing new worlds that needed checking every now and then.

The majority of the civilization’s research power was devoted to it, altering various past inferences.

The ten Deep Space Fleets of the Xianmen Sect and the Great Sun Sword Master were busy , investigating everywhere.

Jiang Ding arrived at the Cold Iron Small Realm, randomly choosing a direction to start searching for the aura of the Ancient God Arm, while also contemplating various scientific matters.

The voice from the Great Sun Heavenly Palace suddenly appeared.

"Swordsman, I have completed the investigation of all the Inheritance Disciples of the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage in this world community. Among them, the inheritance disciples of Qingyou Qingyang and Taiyou Guangming are noteworthy, with about ten percent possibility of advancing to Heavenly Men status."

"Among them... none are promising enough."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace judged.

In her statement, "promising enough" naturally referred to cultivators with a chance to advance to Supreme, even if there’s one in ten thousand chance.

Such cultivators could be called promising enough.

Such a result was very normal since the probability of producing a Supreme in mere world communities was intended to be very small.

"Keep searching, just wait,"

Jiang Ding comforted, "With the passage of time, talents will eventually emerge in the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage, as long as enough time passes."

Thousands of years ago, the Sun Sword Child gave the Dari Swordsman a gift, many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures left in the former Sun Heavenly Palace, including several ninth-rank Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

These were gifts from the Sun Sword Child to the Dari Swordsman personally.

Due to the Taiyin Sun Alliance, half of these gifted items were deemed invalid by the Great Sun Heavenly Palace, as there was no consent from the Taiyin Swordsman.

Out of a strong affection for the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage, the Great Sun Heavenly Palace requested the Dari Swordsman to use these invalid half of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to nurture the cultivators of the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage.

The Dari Swordsman agreed and defined the range, allowing only to nurture the inheritance of Taiyou Guangming and the Taiyin Sun Sword Cultivators within the sect.

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace inferred for many years and concluded that there were no promising cultivators in this range.

"May we nurture Yu Qianzi? She has a subtle chance of pushing the Yin Yang Sword Dao further."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace asked.

"Was it not about nurturing Taiyin Sun Sword Cultivators?"

Jiang Ding curiously asked.

"The Yin Yang Lineage is different, Swordsman."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace explained, "The Yin Yang Lineage owes a great favor to the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage, which must be repaid. Since there are no promising individuals in the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage, using it for exploring the Yin Yang Lineage sword dao is also a possibility."

"Could we train Yu Qianzi?"

Jiang Ding fell into contemplation.

"But we must also train the Taiyou Guangming Inheritance and Qingyang Qingyou inheritance."

Jiang Ding solemnly stated, "Among them, the Taiyou Guangming Inheritance has an old connection with me. The previous Taiyou Guangming Sword Master died in a Holy Sword Fight with me, and I must take care of their descendants. The Qingyang Qingyou inheritance is of the Immortal Sect Citizens, and from an interest stance, I need to look after them."

"That is my inclination."

"Of course, if your formation dao logic does not allow this, I will not oppose it, as it is the personal matter of the Taiyin Sun Swordsman."

"Certainly, Swordsman."

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace readily agreed, "The favor of the Yin Yang Lineage should be repaid, and the interests of the Taiyin and Taiyang Lineage naturally need to be considered as well, as it should be."

After obtaining permission, she fell silent again.

The Great Sun Heavenly Palace is a supreme treasure passed down from the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm. She possesses a whole set of methods to train sword cultivators, and with permission, she will handle everything herself, without troubling the Swordsman.

Jiang Ding continued wandering across the world community, carefully checking every place.

Over the slow passage of time, thousands of years slipped by.

During these millennia, the Great Sun Sword Master of the Xianmen Sect and the Ten Deep Space Fleets dispersed in all directions, moving from world to world, constantly checking, constantly seeking clues.

Finally, one day, while busily engaged in a Minor Thousand World, Jiang Ding received a piece of news.

"Demon Heaven Middle Realm?"

Jiang Ding was startled.

This was intelligence from the Seventh Army Corps of Jin Lingfeng, who discovered the suspected aura of the Ancient God Arm, but was unable to confirm it.

This was the first time the Xianmen Sect obtained such high-standard intelligence regarding the Ancient God Arm.

Jiang Ding was not hasty and took several years, thoroughly sweeping the entirety of his current small realm to ensure the absence of the Ancient God’s aura before hastily heading to the Demon Heaven Realm.

Here, Yuan, the Divine Machine God Monarch, Wan Ji God Monarch, and their fleets were already gathered, ceaselessly inferring something in the deep sea.

The sea water, tens of thousands of feet deep, had been parted by the Xianmen Sect, exposing a seabed that had not seen sunlight for countless years.

This was an abyssal canyon, seemingly with nothing unusual about it.

Jiang Ding approached and asked.

"There is the aura of the Ancient God Arm here, it appeared once, and then vanished."

Jin Lingfeng explained, "Moreover, the space here seems very fragile and unstable, it might trigger a destructive collapse at any moment, so we dare not act rashly."

"This is the rule and spatial data we obtained from scanning."

She handed over a piece of data.

Jiang Ding’s Divine Sense swept over it, immediately understanding.

The crowd had been gathered here discussing for a long time, verifying for a long time, and finally developed a targeted exploration spell named "Temporary Space Body," which involved refining countless Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures into a subtle spatial clone. This spatial clone had strong space affinity and was very weak in power, not triggering spatial collapse.

After more than a century, this subtle spatial clone had been completed.

The controller would naturally be the Great Sun Sword Master, the highest adept in the divine soul path of the Xianmen Sect.

"Please wait for a while."

Jiang Ding was immensely expectant.

He sent out a subtle Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul to merge into the Temporary Space Body, controlling the clone to integrate into this fragile space.

Instantly, an entirely new scene appeared before his eyes.