Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

The disciple thought he had misheard.

But the next moment, he was slapped on the face and lifted up by a meaty palm.

"Get lost!"

Wu Ping grabbed the man and threw him out.

He was really annoyed by people who clearly heard something but still asked again.

It's not like he's deaf!

The man was thrown out and crashed into a wall.

Although Wu Ping didn't go all out, it was enough to teach him a lesson.

Just as he was about to move forward.

On the building in front, a demonic cultivator wearing the attire of an inner disciple of the Wan Shan Ghost Peak appeared.

"The disciples of the Punishment Hall are so domineering,"

"As soon as they open their mouths, they resort to violence. This is the front line, not your Punishment Peak, nor the place for you to show off!"

Wu Ping looked up at the person in front of him.

"Do you have a problem?"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field became tense.

"What are you doing? This Golden Vajra Sect hasn't been completely wiped out yet, and you're already fighting among yourselves. We are all disciples of the Seven Blood Sect. Give me, Jiuyin, some face."

Hearing the voice, everyone looked over.

The person who came was Jiuyin, who had taught Wu Ping and others in the training ground.

"Now that you, Jiuyin, have spoken, I'll give you this face. But next time, you won't be so lucky, kid. The outside world is not like Punishment Peak, where you can run wild!"

Jiuyin walked up.

He said warmly, "Don't mind him, this person's brain doesn't work well. He was targeted by the people from Punishment Peak before, so he's always had a grudge against the disciples of Punishment Peak."

"It's just that there are no inner disciples of Punishment Peak here, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant."

"But you, kid, have grown quite fast. You've already reached the Spirit Palace cultivation level? I heard that you have performed brilliantly in the Seven Blood Sect, and even killed the Dalai Lingtong at the Rotten Buddha Mountain."

Jiuyin became even more convinced that his decision back then was correct!

The special care he gave to Wu Ping had resulted in a friendship with a genius.

"It's been a long time, Senior Brother Jiuyin."

"It hasn't been that long, just a few months."

"I have important information that can break through the defenses of the Golden Vajra Sect on Canghe River Island!"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Jiuyin's face instantly disappeared.

He asked in a serious tone, "Are you serious?"

Wu Ping nodded.

Jiuyin immediately said, "Follow me!"

With Wu Ping and Sìmù, the three of them arrived in front of the highest attic in this stationed point.

The path was unobstructed.

Jiǔyīn reminded, "The best commander of Cánghé Island is Elder Jiě of Human Demon Peak. He has a somewhat peculiar temper, so be careful."

Wu Ping nodded.

Then Jiǔyīn knocked on the iron door.

"Come in."

In the instant that Jiǔyīn pushed open the iron door, the scene inside was revealed.

A monk's corpse hung right in the middle of the room, covered with various colorful fungi.

It looked eerie.

Standing next to it was an elder with a peculiar appearance.

Jiǔyīn was about to speak.

The white-haired elder instantly approached as if in an instant.

His eyes were burning as he looked at the flying headband at Wu Ping's waist.

"Elder Ōuyáng's flying headband, how did it end up with you?"

Wu Ping cupped his hands, "I am Wu Ping, a disciple of Punishment Peak. The flying headband was given to me by Elder Ōuyáng."

Both were astute individuals.

With just a few words, the white-haired elder could deduce quite a bit.

"So you're a disciple of Punishment Peak. Come, come, come, let's all sit down. We're all family."

Seeing how warmly and 'normally' Elder Jiě treated Wu Ping, Jiǔyīn felt somewhat incredulous.

But when he heard the name Elder Ōuyáng, his curiosity was piqued even more.

What did Wu Ping do exactly?

To be able to earn the appreciation of Elder Ōuyáng.

Jiǔyīn wisely remained silent and stood to the side.

"Xiaowu, is there something you're looking for me for? Did Elder Ōuyáng give any instructions?"

Elder Jiě asked with some excitement.

"Elder Ōuyáng didn't give any instructions. I came to see you this time to bring you rewards."

"Rewards?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Jiě turned his head to look at Sìmù.

This little monk indeed seemed somewhat special.

And very familiar.

It seems like I've seen it somewhere before.

The elder turned his gaze towards Sìmù.

Wu Ping continued, "It wasn't him, Elder. The credit I mentioned was for breaking through the defensive line of the current Vajra Sect."

"How did you break through the Vajra Sect's defensive line?"

Currently, the Seven Blood Sect and the Vajra Sect are deadlocked on Zànghé Island.

How difficult is it to break through their defensive line?

The Seven Blood Sect has the advantage in manpower.

The Vajra Sect has the advantage in terrain.

If it was so easy to break through, the demonic cultivators would have attacked long ago.

But as Wu Ping explained the matter of the teleportation array, Elder Jiě's eyes gradually brightened!

If there is a teleportation array, organize a group of skilled Dragon Gate cultivators stationed here, teleport over, and launch a coordinated attack from both inside and outside.

Isn't the Vajra Sect's defensive line easily breakable?

Elder Jiě immediately stood up and said, "Good, good, I didn't expect there to be such a hidden teleportation array on Zànghé Island!"

"Strike while the iron is hot, tonight!"

"I will order all the demonic cultivators on Zànghé Island to attack the Vajra Sect's defensive line, and gather the Dragon Gate Realm cultivators for your command, to be transported to the rear of the Vajra Sect through the teleportation array."

By then, with a coordinated attack, we will take down Zànghé Island in one fell swoop!!!

But Wu Ping refused, saying, "Elder, it would be better to choose someone else for this commanding position. As a member of Spirit Palace, I am not suitable for this role. I think Jiǔyīn would be good."

"Elder, you can let him take command."

Are you kidding? Command?

Wu Ping wants to go and collect spirit stones, to mine spirit stone veins.

He doesn't have time to command people to fight against the monks of the Vajra Sect.

Fighting to the death.

Too tiring.

Jiǔyīn was pleasantly surprised.

This good opportunity unexpectedly fell on his head.

Once Zànghé Island is taken, whether it's the person who offers the teleportation array or the commander, it will be a great achievement!

And Wu Ping even specifically named him.

This is like a gift from heaven.

The credit is right at his fingertips.

At this moment, Jiǔyīn is filled with gratitude towards Wu Ping.

Not willing?

Elder Jie looked at Wu Ping with some confusion.

This is a great achievement.

But he still doesn't want to.

But he didn't think much about it. First of all, Wu Ping's character is well-established!

As the contemporary chief disciple of Punishment Peak, he has killed the Dalai Lingtong on the battlefield of Rotten Buddha Mountain, and he even carries the flying headband of Elder Ouyang from Human Demon Peak!

Someone like him couldn't possibly be a spy!

"Since you're not willing, then forget it. Let Nine Yin naturally take command."

Elder Jie agreed.

Nine Yin immediately knelt down and bowed: "Thank you, Elder, for nurturing me!"

"No need to thank me, thank Wu Ping. Alright, you all go and prepare. We won't say much now. After we completely take over Zanghe Island, we'll have a celebration banquet and talk slowly!"

Elder Jie waved his hand and said.

The three of them left.

Wu Ping called out to Nine Yin and whispered, "Senior Brother Nine Yin, remember to call the person who stopped me earlier."

"Call him? Isn't that just giving him credit for nothing? Don't you still hold a grudge against him?"

Wu Ping smiled and said, "Am I that magnanimous?"

Nine Yin looked him up and down. "No."

"Well, that's settled then. Call him. When we arrive there through the teleportation array, hmph."

Nine Yin instantly understood.

This kid really holds grudges!

Fortunately, he didn't provoke him in the first place.

His combat power is terrifying.

This guy with the surname Ma is in trouble!

But since Wu Ping helped him, he should also help in return.

He nodded heavily. "Leave it to me. Do you need me to help you?"

"No need. Senior Brother, send him here when the time comes."

Wu Ping took out a map and pointed to a place on it.

He wants to personally deal with this guy.

He didn't provoke him, but he threatened him as soon as he opened his mouth. He still wants to fight with him?

Alright, Wu Ping will fulfill his request!

"You can trust me to handle it."

"Then I'll trouble Senior Brother."

"Is it just the two of us talking about this?"

"Hahahaha..."

They exchanged a smile.

Nightfall.

A hundred cultivators from the Dragon Gate Realm have gathered at the Tian family ancestral tomb. As for what the Tian family thinks, it doesn't matter anymore.

Do they dare to have any objections?

The battle line where the Buddhist and demonic sects intersect is even more intense, with life and death at stake.

Several reincarnated spirit children guarding the Canghe Island formation looked at the flames rising in front of them, their brows furrowed.

"Are these demonic cultivators crazy? How dare they attack the front line like this? Could it be that the demonic cultivators on the upper battlefield have suffered a defeat?"

"This has nothing to do with us. What we need to do is to guard Canghe Island. Garuda, let's go, we'll guard the left side!"

"Kumu, Danxi, you two guard the right side. No matter what happens, we absolutely cannot let Canghe Island fall into their hands. Since these demonic cultivators dare to attack, we must make sure they have no way back!"

As the spirit child spoke, he flew towards the intersecting battle line with a determined expression on his face.

The other three nodded in agreement.

They each flew to their respective positions to guard.

Just shortly after they left, in a secluded mountain hollow where few people ventured, a teleportation array lit up.

A hundred cultivators from the Dragon Gate Realm appeared.

"Follow the assigned tasks and act accordingly!"

With Yin's command, the hundred cultivators from the Dragon Gate Realm immediately flew out.

Not long after they left, the light of the teleportation array lit up again.

But this time, there were only two people.

"Good, good. This time, I'm afraid I will become a sinner in the Buddhist land."

Although the words were spoken like this, there was no trace of regret on their faces.

Wu Ping looked at the bald man and said, "If not you, then who will go to hell? It's important to have someone play the villain."

"Yes, here, take this. You'll have to fill it with spiritual stones yourself later."

Wu Ping threw a storage bag to him.

Four Eyes reluctantly caught it and said, "Can't you just fill it up for me, Master?"

Note: The translation provided is as accurate as possible given the limited context and the nuances of the Chinese language. Some phrases or sentences may have multiple interpretations, and the translation may vary depending on the specific context.

"You baldy, why don't you just die? Do you need someone to feed you? I'm out of here."

Wu Ping cursed and then flew towards the predetermined location.

Killing was just a side task.

His main goal was the spiritual stone mine on Canghe Island.

"Ah, why is Master Wu so irritable? I just made a comment."

Sìmù quickly caught up.

There were hundreds of small veins of spiritual stone on the entire Canghe Island.

But there were only three medium-sized spiritual stone mines.

Each of the medium-sized spiritual stone mines was heavily guarded.

However, due to the pressure on the front lines, most of the guards who defended the spiritual stone mines were also called away by the Buddhist cultivators.

After all, considering the scale of this attack, almost all the cultivators on Canghe Island had launched an offensive.

If the front lines couldn't hold, these spiritual stone mines would eventually fall into the hands of the demonic cultivators.

So, holding the front lines was the most urgent and important task.

That's why Wu Ping chose to reveal the information about the teleportation array.

He needed someone to share the firepower!

At this moment.

In front of him, there were only a few Dragon Gate Buddhist cultivators and a hundred Buddhist cultivators guarding this spiritual stone mine.

This made Wu Ping very pleased.

The two of them hid in the clouds.

Sìmù asked, "Master Wu, are you planning to attack?"

Wu Ping gave him a disdainful look.

"Among cultivators, there are many things that can be solved with the brain. You can't just rely on fists. If I attack like this, do you believe that all the surrounding Buddhist cultivators will come over? This is a Middle Grade spiritual stone mine."

Sìmù didn't understand, "Then what should we do?"

Wu Ping ignored him.

He fully activated the poison pill hidden in his body.

With a wave of his hand, a gentle breeze blew, carrying the toxicity with it.

Sìmù next to him coughed up black blood.

"Next time you release poison, can you please let me know in advance? It really hurts."

"Then you should leave earlier, don't follow me."

Four eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and no words are spoken.

Below.

The Dragon Gate Buddhist disciples who were guarding the Spirit Stone Mine were completely unaware of the impending danger.

They were still discussing the current situation.

"Ah, if only we could avoid fighting. What has gotten into the demonic cultivators of the Seven Blood Sect? We have peacefully coexisted for thousands of years, but they insist on starting a war."

"Junior brother, the path of cultivation has always been like this. We compete with others, we compete with heaven and earth. We are all cultivators, and we should understand these principles early on. All we can do is fully respond to everything that happens, without any regrets. Even if we die, we should die on the path of upholding justice and subduing demons!"

"Senior brother, spare me your lofty ideals. If I could, I would also like to go up there and fight those demonic cultivators with real swords and guns. But who assigned us the task of guarding this Middle Grade Spirit Stone Mine?"

As they spoke, a gust of wind blew.

Buddhist disciples fell in groups, before even touching the ground, they had already turned into pools of pus and blood.

As for these Dragon Gate cultivators, although there were more of them, they were still coughing up large amounts of fresh blood.

The flesh and blood on their bodies, hands, and cheeks kept melting and falling off.

Their proud golden bodies were completely useless at this moment.

"Cough cough cough... it hurts, it hurts so much. Senior brother, what's happening to me?"

"Poison! There's poison in the wind, someone has poisoned us!"

"Cough cough cough, who dares to hide and shoot arrows from behind? What kind of skill is that?"

"Ah!!! I hate it, I didn't die on the battlefield fighting against the demonic cultivators, but died under the poison of hidden arrows."

Intense pain invaded them.

Wu Ping hid in the dark, watching everything coldly.

Go out?

He wouldn't go out.

If these people have any tricks later, causing a loud commotion, wouldn't that be inviting trouble for himself?

So, it's better for these bald heads to die without knowing why.

After a few minutes.

After leaving behind a pile of black bones in the field.

Wu Ping slowly walked out from the darkness.

Feeling the Spirit Stone Mine buried under the hill in front of him.

Wu Ping was no longer low-key.

He directly stepped forward and gathered his strength, punching the mountain wall.

He won't use the secret technique of Jinmanlou.

So we can only use violent means to forcibly destroy and break open the spiritual veins.

Dig out the essence of the spirits.

Boom--

In an instant, the earth trembled.

The mountain directly crumbled, causing smoke to billow up into the sky for thousands of miles.

Wu Ping opened Fei Tou Man's mouth wide.

Activating his mana, he said, "Come!"

In the shattered mountain, countless broken spirit stones flew up and converged in the air, forming a river constructed of spirit stones.

An endless stream of spirit stones fell into Fei Tou Man's mouth.

There were even fragments of spirit essence appearing in the flow of spirit stones.

Wu Ping laughed.

Although spirit stones were not his ultimate goal, why not take them?

While spirit essence was good, Wu Ping also wanted spirit stones!

The Four-Eyed Monk opened a storage bag on the side.

Shaking his head and chanting "goodness and sins," his hands were not slow.

In the time it took, at least a million spirit stones fell into his pocket.

But Wu Ping didn't pursue these issues with him.

He had promised not to snatch his spirit essence, so anything else was fine.

The Four-Eyed Monk was quite intuitive in this regard.

He only took spirit stones, not spirit essence.

Wu Ping collected a nearly complete Middle Grade spirit stone vein.

Perhaps it was because the disciples of the Golden Vajra Sect had also mined here before.

So his current harvest was only forty fragments of spirit essence and five hundred million spirit stones.

Of course, there were also reasons for Wu Ping's violent excavation, which caused some damage.

But there were still two more places to go.

Wu Ping didn't mind.

"Where are you going, Master Wu?"

"I've collected all the spirit stones, so of course I'm going to the next place. I bet that guy named Ma is having a heated battle with the monk guarding the spirit stone mine. If I go now, I might be able to take advantage of the chaos and launch a surprise attack!"

"Wait, Master."

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