Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

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Finished eating the crystal core.

The sky outside was gradually getting dark.

Wu Ping ran frantically in two consecutive worlds.

Using three storage bags, he transported supplies.

Rice, flour, oil, meat, vegetables, seeds, ordinary weapons, clean water.

The basement was filled to the brim.

Not to mention hundreds of people.

Even a thousand people.

Would have enough to eat for a year.

For a normal person, if you calculate three meals a day, they would eat about 240 kilograms of rice in a year.

For an ordinary evolver, you double that.

That's 500 kilograms.

A thousand people would eat 500,000 kilograms in a year.

In this huge basement, there was more than enough food, 500,000 kilograms.

There were also many other things.

As for where they came from, well.

Didn't those families from Nanyang send silver tickets?

Wu Ping had no use for those things.

He wanted spirit stones.

So he took advantage of the merchants in the city of Nanyang.

Even the big bosses in the business industry gave him a discount when they saw it was Wu Ping buying.

It didn't cost much.

He obtained so many things in one night.

Cao Ke and the others were dumbfounded.

They couldn't help but suspect that Wu Ping had stolen from the national grain depot.

"Alright, take good care of these things, it's enough for you to eat. Develop well, I hope to see a different base. Remember, don't die."

Wu Ping didn't want to bother finding someone else to take care of the trees.

The most important thing was that he found them pleasing to the eye.

He didn't want to change.

Xu Feifei fiddled with the corner of her clothes and asked softly, "Wu... Wu Ge, why did you come back?"

"I don't know, depending on the situation, I came back after making money."

Making money?

Three heads with question marks on top.

They don't understand Wu Ping's suffering!

Demonic Tree needs spiritual energy, and all of his spiritual stones were given to Demonic Tree.

And yet it continues to transmit insufficient information to Wu Ping.

Relentlessly demanding more and more.

A definite gold-swallowing giant.

It needs to be nurtured!

Who asked them to plant this thing in a world without spiritual energy?

If it were in the Immortal Cultivation World, it could at least absorb the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth.

What can it absorb here?

Sigh...

"Alright, alright, you all look worthless. I'm not never coming back, remember what I said, if you have any questions, go under the Demonic Tree and talk to the Demonic Tree, I'll know."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Looking at the tearful eyes of the three.

Wu Ping heartlessly turned his head and disappeared on the spot.

After he left.

Cao Ling approached Xu Feifei: "Xu Jie, do you like Wu Ge...?"

Xu Feifei's face immediately turned red.

She responded softly, "Um..."

"Don't you two like him?" Xu Feifei asked in return.

The two sisters thought for a moment.

Feeling secure, powerful, mysterious, and handsome.

Although he kills every time, he has never done anything excessive to them, not even saying anything harsh to them.

Isn't this a kind of gentleness in disguise?

And isn't Wu Ping good to them?

Saving their lives, giving them crystal cores, leaving them with endless food, and even seeds.

The only requirement is for them to take care of the tree.

Ask yourself, in a world like this during the apocalypse.

Who wouldn't be moved?

Even if it's not the apocalypse?

Who wouldn't be moved?

The two of them admit that they can't resist Wu Ping's charm.

Even considering recommending himself as a pillow.

But unfortunately, Wu Ping has no interest at all.

But it's not Wu Ping's fault either, he has too many things to do.

There are piles of problems that haven't been solved, so he can't enjoy the gentle town for the time being.

And the biggest problem is that every time he sees the three of them, they are either fighting zombies or killing people.

The smell is mixed, and even if he has any thoughts, they are diluted.

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Back to the Immortal Cultivation World.

Even every breath is smooth.

This is the smell of spiritual energy.

"It feels so good........"

But feeling good is one thing.

There are still two urgent matters waiting for Wu Ping to do.

First, break through the realm. He can hardly hold it anymore, and it's not breaking through the ninth level of Spirit Channeling, but directly breaking through the Soul Palace Realm!

Second, soul refining. There are so many living souls waiting for him to refine.

He can't delay, if they disperse, Wu Ping will suffer a loss.

Fly out of Nanyang City.

Found a hill at random and controlled his power to smash a cave.

Wu Ping sat inside.

Involuntarily, he started to operate the Ancient Demon Green Art, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Nine levels of Qi Refining are broken without attacking.

Soul Ascension Realm.

Cultivating the second realm.

Separate the soul from the body, open the sea of consciousness, Opening Heaven.

The sea of consciousness of a cultivator is chaotic. To cultivate the second realm, Soul Ascension, one must bring back their own soul and return it to the sea of consciousness, breaking the chaos and Opening Heaven.

The larger the chaos opened, the better it will be for the future.

Moreover, the opening of the chaotic sea of consciousness is also divided into three, six, and nine grades.

Opening three parts of chaos is Low Grade, six parts is medium, and nine parts of chaos or more is high grade.

It can also be called genius.

Of course, there are differences among geniuses as well.

The size of the chaotic sea of consciousness opening does not explain everything.

But the larger it is, the better.

Generally, geniuses open nine parts one or two, more powerful ones open nine parts three or four, and the monsters among geniuses open five, six, seven, or eight parts.

The most top-notch can only reach ninety-nine percent.

As for how much Wu Ping himself can achieve, he is also uncertain.

The soul returns to the sea of consciousness.

A chaotic state.

Just as Wu Ping's soul was about to make drastic changes.

Only to hear a loud noise in the sea of consciousness.

A golden light descended, accompanied by the sound of a resounding bell.

The sapling of the Demonic Tree entered Wu Ping's sea of consciousness along with the golden light.

A slight tremor.

Instantly, the golden light burst forth.

In the chaotic sea of consciousness, it melted on its own like snow meeting warm sunlight, and at a very fast speed.

Wu Ping: "What is this?"

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic sea of consciousness had already reached ninety-nine percent.

Just as Wu Ping had not yet recovered from his shock.

The joy of the sea of consciousness reaching ninety-nine percent surged up.

Only to see countless golden veins suddenly growing on the golden leaves hanging from the Demonic Tree sapling, heading towards the last bit of darkness.

Crack...

A crisp sound rang out.

The sea of consciousness was fully opened!!!

The golden leaves gradually dimmed, revealing the red color that should have been underneath.

But there was still gold at the bottom of the leaves.

The Demonic Tree firmly rooted itself in Wu Ping's sea of consciousness space.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed towards Wu Ping's direction at this moment.

In an instant, it formed a spiritual energy funnel pouring into his body.

Soul Ascension Realm achieved!

"What... what is going on?"

What is the golden light?

Why did the sapling of the Demonic Tree appear in the sea of consciousness?

Isn't opening the sea of consciousness to ninety-nine percent already the limit?

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