In the Soulless Desert,
Jiang Ding's figure vanished from sight.
In the Northern Plains, heroes and stalwarts rose and fell amidst the chaos, yet no matter how the situation drastically changed, it could not affect his cultivation.
After confirming each year that the Great Sun Sword Sect hadn't sprouted legs and run off, his life fell into a regular routine.
Cultivation, refining the Flying Sword, attending classes.
Dividing multiple threads of his Divine Sense to return and participate in various academic conferences, solving various Sword Dao problems encountered during Xianmen Sect's research processes.
Truth be told, even if the Sword Dao was coldly received in the Xianmen Sect, being the only one proficient in it meant he still had endless projects every year.
Metallurgy, warship design, magic research, and treasure refining projects were all distributed among various areas, demanding a considerable amount of his time and energy, bringing both pain and joy.
