Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

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On the second day, early in the morning, Wu Ping opened his eyes.

Looking at the three people lying in all sorts of positions beside him.

He let out a long sigh.

No wonder the bed was made so big....

Turns out it was meant for four people....

And these three people are too wild.

They even asked him to call them "sister"....

Outrageous.

The image he had worked so hard to maintain....

Ruined.

But after a night's time, Wu Ping also understood.

Outsiders will always be outsiders.

Family is what matters.

He will try harder to do what he said.

Well, let's treat them well from now on.

In the Immortal Cultivation World, there are also elixirs and treasures that can prolong life and maintain a youthful appearance.

Wu Ping can tell that these three people really like him.

He can feel it.

Especially Xu Feifei, she has the best physique and the strongest stamina.

Who wouldn't like riding a big horse?

"Fallen, fallen, Wu Ping, how could you be like this...."

Smack!

Cao Ling's arm rested on Wu Ping's body.

She murmured, "Brother Wu~"

"Sigh... let's sleep a little longer."

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The sun was already high in the sky.

"Wu Ge, remember to come back and see us."

"Wu Ge, we will miss you."

"Wu Ge, next time you can't sneakily eat with Xiao Mei."

"Wu Ge... um... I don't have any more fishnet stockings."

Wu Ping: ............

"I know, see you next time. Take care of the house and the trees. I'll be back soon. If there's anything, call me under the tree right away."

Wu Ping was about to leave.

Then he heard teasing voices from behind.

"Little brother, goodbye."

"We will miss you, big sister."

"Little brother is so healthy, can't bear his first day."

Wu Ping almost stumbled.

These three people are rebellious!

Rebellious!

They are all rebellious!

A weight of one hundred catties, a rebellious spirit of ninety-nine catties.

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Immortal Cultivation World.

After coming out of the Prayer Mountain Gate, the two of them came all the way to Golden Gate Official City, which is also the capital.

For what reason?

Of course, to fence the stolen goods.

Later, they inquired and found out that the ghost market for fencing only opens at night.

Wu Ping and Wu Qi each rented a room.

A figure flashed.

Wu Ping appeared in the room.

Just came back.

Feeling the spiritual energy flowing in the world, Wu Ping broke through again.

Soul Ascension, fourth level!

Wu Ping's aptitude has already improved after consuming so many zombie crystal cores.

This time, he also added dozens of spirit stones to the Demonic Tree.

Who wouldn't improve their cultivation?

However, Wu Ping couldn't help but sigh at the abnormality of the Ancient Demon Green Art of the Eternal Ages.

With sufficient support of flesh and spiritual energy, the progress of cultivating this thing is simply soaring.

Of course, ordinary people definitely wouldn't be this fast.

Wu Ping is willing to spend spirit stones and would rather not use them himself, just to feed the Demonic Tree.

Secondly, there is a difference in the flow of time between the two worlds.

Ten times faster!

If the cultivation of ordinary people is compared to sucking spiritual energy with a small straw, then the Demonic Tree is a terrifying water pump.

Plus, the tenfold difference in the flow of time.

It's like ten high-powered water pumps working together.

How could it not be fast?

And for his body that has been improved by the zombie crystal nucleus, Wu Ping is also satisfied with himself.

He can hardly feel any bottlenecks.

It's as if his whole body is connected.

Even if he occasionally feels a bottleneck or encounters something obscure, the Demonic Tree in his sea of consciousness will tremble, and golden light will burst from its golden leaves.

The obscure parts suddenly seem to be understood.

This puzzles Wu Ping.

But no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't understand it.

In the end, he attributes it to the difference in the world.

Or perhaps the Demonic Tree has undergone a good mutation.

Because the Demonic Tree planted by He Jun is not like this.

When Wu Ping is alone, he often stares at the Demonic Tree in his sea of consciousness.

He always feels that this Demonic Tree has a strange feeling.

It's like integrating two extremes into one.

Very strange.

"Perhaps it's because of the zombies?"

After spending a night in the doomsday world, it is getting late here.

Wu Ping gets up and opens the door.

He sees Wu Qi holding a sword guarding the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"Guarding the door, so that no one disturbs your breakthrough."

"Did you kill someone?"

The tip of the nose twitched a few times: "You killed quite a few, why didn't you take me?"

"Where did I kill quite a few?"

Wu Ping was speechless; he only killed one.

Could it be because of being near the Demonic Tree, he got contaminated with the smell?

Is there a smell?

I didn't smell anything.

Could it be that his nose has become accustomed to it?

"Take me with you next time."

Wu Qi said, turning around and walking downstairs while writing.

[Alas, Wu Ping abandoned me and went alone to commit murder. It is mentally exhausting. I hope he corrects it and takes me along next time.]

Wu Ping followed him downstairs.

Soon, the food and drinks arrived.

The two of them had a hearty meal.

"Our affairs have spread to the capital."

"What affairs?"

"The matter of the Prayer Mountain Gate and what we did before. People have given us a nickname."

"What is it?"

"Demonic Star Twin, you're the demon and I'm the evil."

As he spoke, Wu Qi threw a scroll at him: "Take a look."

Wu Ping unfolded the scroll and frowned more and more as he read: "Why do you have an extraordinary appearance and handsome looks, while I don't? Take a closer look, am I ugly!!?"

Wu Qi widened his eyes and looked closely: "Indeed, you're not ugly. This description and evaluation are unfair. How about we go find him later, I'll hold a sword to his neck and make him change it?"

"Forget it, too much trouble. We still have to go sell stolen goods later. But there's one thing I don't understand. Although Demonic Star Twin doesn't sound bad, it's not good either. Why not give us a title like 'Young Master' or something? It would have more depth and sound better. It's really strange."

"You're not old enough, being fourteen doesn't qualify you as a young master."

Wu Ping: .........

It seems like that's the reason.

Wu Qi's words made him silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Qi took the initiative: "The Martial King's Mansion is also in the capital. Do you want to go back and take a look?"

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