Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

The master and disciple instantly regained their composure.

"Greetings, Protector Lin," Elder Qin respectfully greeted.

Lin Wanli nodded slightly in response.

Beside him, Xue Xuan quickly tugged at her master's sleeve.

Elder Qin asked, "Protector Lin, may I ask what you mean? My disciple has been humiliated, and as his master, am I not allowed to stand up for him?"

Lin Wanli's gaze turned cold. "Not allowed."

Elder Qin's voice instantly grew louder. "Protector Lin, you have gone too far. Although my Qin family has fallen, I, Qin Xue, am still alive. Does Protector Lin want to oppress me with force? I suggest you come to my sect and personally ask about the orphan of my Qin family. Can you bear the shame?"

Lin Wanli smirked. "Are you trying to intimidate me with the tiger skin of the Qin family? If the Qin family were strong, why were they annihilated? So what if I humiliate you today? What can you do to me?"

"In a fight between you and me, I don't need to draw my sword. I can kill you with a single move. If you mention the Qin family again, I will punish tens of thousands of disciples from the Punishment Peak. Do you understand? The Qin family is nothing more than relying on past favors and surviving on the breath of others."

"You!!!!"

"Say one more word, and your body will be separated in an instant."

The anger in Qin Xue's body was instantly extinguished.

If it were an ordinary protector, it would be fine.

But the person in front of her came from the Punishment Peak.

He was also the youngest of the Lin brothers.

She couldn't afford to provoke him.

"By the way, didn't you want to send your disciple to the Seven Blood Sect? Going through the proper channels seems unlikely now. You'll have to find another way," Lin Wanli said.

Elder Qin's breath hitched. "Why?"

The only response she received was a distant voice saying, "He's useless. I don't allow it."

Lin Wanli left.

Bang!!!

Qin Xue, filled with anger, directly smashed the wooden table beside her!!!

"Lin Wanli, you've gone too far!!!"

In the midst of her cursing, a sword qi flew by.

It cut through a strand of her hair.

Qin Xue felt a chill in her heart.

If she deviated even slightly, she would die on the spot.

She dared not curse anymore.

Upon hearing that she couldn't enter the Seven Blood Sect, Xue Xuan became anxious.

"Master, what should I do? I can't enter the upper sect..."

"Don't panic, Xuan'er. I will find a solution."

Qin Xue looked into the distance, her thoughts drifting away.

At the same time, she also held a grudge against Wu Ping.

Although she couldn't afford to provoke Lin Wanli, but Wu Ping...

That's why the master and disciple were the same, no wonder they were master and disciple.

And at this moment, Wu Ping still didn't know that he had gained another enemy.

But knowing or not knowing didn't matter.

In a place like this, where people lived for many years, what kind of waves could they make?

The weak were useless, and could the strong be of any use?

Feeling the temperature of the magma, Wu Ping couldn't help but exclaim, "Comfortable..."

At first, he was cautious, but later Wu Ping found that this thing was no different from hot water to him.

Not scalding at all, not at all.

"It seems that I underestimated the strength of my physical body."

Wu Ping said, taking out a towel from his storage bag, intending to wipe himself, but the towel instantly turned to ashes.

Wu Ping realized too late that he wasn't taking a bath.

There was no way.

It was just too comfortable.

The cultivation of the Fire Demon True Body was growing at an extremely fast pace.

The power of the fire poison in the magma was being continuously absorbed by him.

When Wu Ping jumped into the magma, he had already completed the first stage of the Fire Ignition Body Refinement.

Who asked him to eat too many zombie crystal cores?

He is currently absorbing the fire poison and cultivating the second level of the Fire Demon's True Body.

It probably won't take long.

Who asked for his talent to be there?

"I wonder if Lin Guardian will be surprised when he sees my progress in cultivation?"

Leaning against a rock, Wu Ping muttered as half of his body sank into the magma.

I have to say, the zombie crystal nucleus is really a good thing.

It seems that in the future, I should bring back some things to enhance my strength, strengthen Cao Ke and her sister, and Xu Feifei, let them kill more zombies and leave some crystal nuclei for myself.

Wu Ping thought.

Suddenly.

Footsteps came from beside him.

Wu Ping turned his head to look.

A young man dressed in white, holding a long sword, stood not far away and stared at him.

Come in.

The young man looked at Wu Ping in the magma.

A bit silent.

After organizing his thoughts, he asked, "Who are you?"

"You don't know."

Wu Ping replied without looking back.

"If you don't tell me, how do you know that I don't know you?"

"Then take a look at me, do you recognize me?"

"I really don't recognize you."

"Well, that's it then. Is there something or nothing? Don't disturb me while I'm bathing."

"There is something."

"If there's something, just say it."

"I also want to cultivate."

"It's so spacious here, just choose a spot for yourself."

"Okay."

Then, Wu Ping heard the sound of clothes being taken off behind his head.

With a loud bang, the young man jumped into the magma pool and soaked with Wu Ping.

The two stared at each other.

Finally, unable to bear the awkward atmosphere, the young man asked, "What's your name?"

"Wu Ping."

"I'm Wu Qi."

"I've heard of you, but I haven't seen you."

Wu Ping replied absentmindedly.

Wu Qi didn't think much of it and continued the conversation, "You've killed a lot of people."

"I've heard that you've killed a lot too."

"Seems like it. Wait a moment."

Wu Qi swam to the shore and took out a small booklet from his storage bag.

Opening it, he said, "I... I've killed 98,326 people. The last one with a name was Zhou Chaoyuan and Chen Ziguang. They were both inner disciples of Qingfeng Sect, at the first stage of Soul Ascension cultivation. It took me two breaths to defeat them. I used two swords. I would say there were some flaws in this killing."

Wu Ping laughed at Wu Qi's words.

"You're quite interesting. Do you always write down every person you kill in this book?"

Closing the booklet, Wu Qi replied, "More or less. My father is a storyteller, and when I was young, I often went with him to collect materials. That's how I developed this habit. If one day I stop practicing swordsmanship and cultivating immortality, I'll become a storyteller. By then, I should have enough material to last a lifetime."

"But don't you have a lot of things written down? Can your storage bag hold them all?"

Wu Qi shook his head, "No need. This book was specially made by someone and can hold a lot."

"Then why would you give up cultivating immortality and become a storyteller? I've heard that you're very strong and have great talent. Isn't that a waste?"

In the next moment, Wu Qi said something astonishing, "Since the day I started cultivating, I knew that I would be invincible in the world. When I truly become invincible and have no opponents or enjoyment left, I will become a storyteller."

Wu Ping burst into laughter, "You really know how to act cool."

Wu Qi replied, "Thank you for the compliment."

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