Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

The attitude of others became apparent.

Wu Ping said, "Today, my main purpose is to stand up for them, and secondly, to discuss the matter of food."

"Originally, your life and death have nothing to do with me. Even if you are desperate, you can try attacking my base shelter."

The crowd was shaken.

How dare they...

They used to dare, but now they don't. You can summon a licker with a wave of your hand and kick a level four evolutionist to death.

What capital do we have to be desperate?

You really think highly of us.

If Wu Ping had said something grand, they wouldn't have thought much of it.

But now Wu Ping is speaking directly and bluntly.

They actually find Wu Ping's words reasonable.

Yes, our life and death have nothing to do with others.

It's not about morality.

It's just that this lord is in a good mood and is talking business.

Hearing this, the three women behind Wu Ping were somewhat moved.

Although they had never regretted following Wu Ping from the beginning.

But today's events once again deepened their love for Wu Ping.

"There won't be any loss of goodwill. Such a thing will definitely not happen."

Ren Yue said.

Wu Ping waved his hand, "Even if it does happen, it doesn't matter. I have one thing to say: whoever comes will die, not only him, but also the people behind him. This can be considered as a show of courtesy before using force."

"As for the issue of food, it remains the same as before. We will exchange it with zombie crystals, zombie bodies, and mutant beast crystals and bodies. But it's not unlimited. Just like you said, everyone wants to stay alive. It's about balance, about yin and yang."

"So we will control the amount of food exchanged, and of course, the price won't be too high. You can discuss the specifics with Cao Ke and the others. They are fully responsible for the base affairs. I'm not very knowledgeable about these trivial matters."

"I am only good at killing."

Wu Ping's handsome face had a gentle smile, but his soft voice uttered words that made people tremble.

Good at killing...

You are really unique in your expertise.

As soon as Wu Ping finished speaking, and also with such an answer.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At least they didn't die.

At least there was a source of food.

But it was just things like zombie flesh and crystal cores.

Some had strength, some were human. In the current apocalypse, the most worthless thing was human life.

They went out to kill zombies, dig crystal cores, and finally exchange them for food. They could earn some.

Regarding the food reserves in their base, although Wu Ping didn't come back, there were records at home, and he could see them.

Quite a lot.

Even if they ran out, he could buy some from the Immortal Cultivation World.

Trading ordinary food for Demonic Tree rations and zombie crystal cores, this was a profitable deal.

Only a fool wouldn't do it.

As for the issue of price.

They didn't set it too high in order to keep everyone motivated.

If it was too expensive, no one could afford it, and life would be hopeless. It would be better to just die.

Only when they were well-fed could they think about a comfortable life.

The discussion was almost over.

Wu Ping flew into the sky with the three women.

The meeting room was filled with the smell of blood.

There were still some scraps of rotten meat left on the table that had been licked by the eaters.

After a long time, everyone let out a heavy breath.

They had now witnessed the terror and dominance of Wu Ping.

Then Wu Ping returned and said, "Oh, I almost forgot something. Regarding the issue of clearing out the zombies, you want to establish a merged zone, right?"

Seeing him return, the sudden voice startled everyone.

"Yes, we are planning to establish a merged zone and build a large shelter base. Unity is strength. Mr. Wu, do you have any ideas?"

"I don't have any ideas, but we can make a deal. I can help you clear out a large area, and the location is good, but you have to help me with something."

Upon hearing that Wu Ping was willing to help without asking for anything in return.

任老脸上瞬间挂上了笑容:“武先生您请说,能做的我们一定帮忙。”

Mr. Wu, please go ahead and tell us. We will definitely help with whatever we can.

”区域由我来清理,你们负责清理其中的丧尸和变异兽的尸体,还有他们的晶核,不过你们没有份,让你们手下的人都规矩一点,我亲自杀的我心里都有数,要是差了我可要找你们。”

I will take care of clearing the area, and you will be responsible for cleaning up the corpses of the zombies and mutant beasts, as well as their crystal cores. However, you are not involved in this. Make sure your subordinates behave properly. I know exactly how many I have personally killed, and if there are any discrepancies, I will hold you accountable.

Wu Ping also realized this as he flew away.

The people in the base are not enough.

He went to the centralized training ground this time, and he may not be able to come back in a short period of time.

Not only do we need to construct 100,000 Soul Seas with living souls, but we also need to enhance the Thousand Euro Amplitudes.

So he has to kill a little more.

There are only a few hundred people in the base, and someone needs to stay behind to guard it.

Since all these people have to clear the area anyway, it's better for him to do it himself. After all, they are going to hunt zombies, so they might as well join forces.

Let them be his labor force.

And it's free labor, without any compensation. By sending them to the gate, it can effectively prevent casualties among the personnel in his base.

It's a win-win situation.

"So... what do we need to do?"

Wu Ping frowned, "Did I not explain clearly enough? What you need to do is to move those zombies to my base, as well as the zombie crystal cores and mutant beasts. Cao Ke and the other three will coordinate with you."

Ren Yue and the others in the meeting room stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their ears.

He swallowed his saliva, "Mr. Wu Ping means that we don't need to take action, and you will clean up an entire area by yourself. Is that how I understand it?"

"You understand it correctly."

Wu Ping's admission was like a loud gong ringing in their ears.

Cleaning up an entire area by oneself???

Is that something a person can do?

To meet the living space and future development needs of so many people.

But it requires a large area.

And such areas are usually bustling downtown areas or densely populated residential areas, which can meet the requirements.

Of course, it cannot be outside the city. Outside the city is the world of mutant beasts, which are even more terrifying than zombies. Although their numbers are better, any high-level evolution will cause great trouble for the base.

But even so, how many zombie households need to be killed in such a place?

One hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand?

No one knows.

One person killing so many zombies?

It seems like a fantasy.

They doubted it in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it.

"Well... then I'll wait for Mr. Wu Ping's message. As soon as Mr. Wu's message arrives, we'll immediately organize manpower to clean up."

"Wait for my message, it won't take long."

Wu Ping flew away with three women.

The crowd watched silently.

"Do you think one person can kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of zombies?"

"Well... I dare not say, but if it were me, even if those zombies didn't resist and just stood there for me to chop, I might not be able to kill them all."

"And among such a large number of zombies, there must be a considerable number of third and fourth-level ones. Who knows, we might even encounter fifth-level zombies or mutant beasts. Can a person really do this?"

"My legs are a bit weak, can someone support me?"

"I've come closest to death twice in my life. The first time was during the outbreak of the apocalypse, and the second time is today. It's so damn terrifying."

For a while, the crowd discussed fervently.

But they didn't dare to speak ill of Wu Ping.

Even though he had already left.

Back at his base.

Cao Ke asked, "Brother Wu, are you really going to clean up such a large area alone? Isn't it dangerous?"

"Don't worry, don't you believe in me? You guys go prepare some food for me, and also get the zombie crystals ready. I'll be back after a trip, and I want to have a good meal."

Wu Ping smiled gently.

"Don't worry, Brother Wu. Sister and Feifei are both good at cooking."

"What about you? You just know how to eat, right?"

Cao Ling pouted, "Being able to eat is a blessing."

"Alright, alright, being able to eat is a blessing. I'm leaving now."

Wu Ping leaped into the sky, intending to return to the Immortal Cultivation World.

But who would have thought that the Demonic Tree would reach out a branch and grab his ankle.

It seemed like a coquettish tug.

As if asking: Master, when will you come back...

"I'll be back soon, you be good and eat your meal. Grow up a little, understand?"

The Demonic Tree released its branches, imitating the way humans bid farewell, waving its branches.

Perhaps compared to humans, it was simply innocent and unable to speak.

But it was not kind-hearted.

In a flash, it returned to the Immortal Cultivation World.

Wu Ping hurriedly returned to the Blood Rain Sect.

Ignoring the rules, he directly flew over the sect and arrived in front of the palace where the cultivation techniques were stored.

The disciples below looked at the person flying over and couldn't help but question.

"Who is that person wearing the attire of an inner sect disciple? Acting so recklessly, don't they know that flying over the sect triggers our sect's prohibition?"

Someone next to them recognized Wu Ping's figure and said with admiration in their eyes, "Not to mention flying over the sect, even if he were to dismantle our sect, I doubt anyone would dare to catch him. As for the law enforcement team, if they see him, they would probably obediently call him 'sir'."

"Why? Who is this person to be so arrogant and presumptuous? Could it be that senior brother?"

"Hey, you guessed it right. This person is indeed senior brother. You haven't been in the sect during this period, have you?"

"I have indeed been training outside."

"Then let me tell you, this person is the number one among the younger generation in the Chuyang Dynasty, he slaughtered the royal cemetery, killed an elder of the Cool Breeze Sect at the Soul Ascension Realm, annihilated the Wu Clan, and killed the Martial King at the Soul Sea Realm. He is one of the Demon Fiend Twin Stars of the Blood Rain Sect, Demon Star Wu Ping!!!"

The man said in one breath.

His emotions were high, filled with excitement.

As if the person he was talking about was not Wu Ping, but himself.

It was as if he had done all these things.

Not only him, but all the disciples of the Blood Rain Sect who heard these words were the same.

How long had the Blood Rain Sect been fighting against the Cool Breeze Sect?

Many disciples were not quite sure.

But they knew that whenever they encountered disciples from the Cool Breeze Sect outside, they had to fight.

Righteous and demonic were incompatible.

But they always ended up losing more than winning.

Who wouldn't feel frustrated in such a situation?

Those righteous people shouted loudly to eliminate the evil and unorthodox, and rushed up to fight them.

Most of the time, they didn't adhere to martial ethics and would gang up on the outnumbered.

But with the rise of Wu Ping, times have changed.

He killed an elder of the Cool Breeze Sect in the Soul Ascension Realm with his Soul Sea Realm cultivation.

On the same day, he killed the powerful Martial King in the Soul Sea Realm who practiced the same technique as the Initial Yang Dynasty.

Moreover, in the royal meeting, he directly confronted the sect master of the Cool Breeze Sect, displaying an extraordinary appearance, with the Demonic Tree supporting the sky and the Divine King sitting in place.

Many people in the meeting were overwhelmed and dared not stand up.

It even created a scene where tens of thousands of people in the capital fled overnight.

They were afraid of encountering Wu Ping again and losing their lives.

They are all demonic cultivators.

Who doesn't aspire to become such an existence!

Sweeping across the land, suppressing everyone to the point where they dare not breathe, the Cool Breeze Sect, the arrogant geniuses, are not worth mentioning if they are killed.

Only the elders, only those who surpass their cultivation level!

Only they deserve to be engraved on the Martial Master's lifetime achievements.

Admiration, fanaticism!

This is the demonic sect.

The strong will receive better treatment.

Although Wu Ping hasn't done anything in the Blood Rain Sect now.

But as long as he raises his arm and shouts, there will definitely be a hundred responses.

The news in the Immortal Cultivation World spreads too fast.

As for Wu Ping personally slaughtering the Martial King's mansion?

In the eyes of outsiders, this is something that a demonic cultivator should do.

In the eyes of the demonic cultivators, this is a single-minded pursuit of the Dao, seeking enlightenment and liberation from worldly attachments, doing things that most people wouldn't dare to do or even think about, and it's something that they generally wouldn't imitate.

This is a firm state of mind.

Of course, they wouldn't bother to understand the twists and turns behind it, such as the Martial King's mansion's mistreatment of Wu Ping's parents. They would only see the side they think is good.

It's like the brain-dead fans of a former celebrity in their past lives.

All they want to shout is:

"Martial Master is the best in the world!!!"

Wu Ping still doesn't know yet, but he actually has a group of brain-dead fans who are obsessed with demonic cultivation.

But he doesn't have time to understand all this right now.

He quickly searches for something in the Sutra Pavilion.

Finally, in a corner, Wu Ping finds what he wants:

"The Blood Sacrifice Soul Extraction Array."

That's right, Wu Ping wants to use this thing to cultivate the souls in a certain area.

Killing them one by one is too troublesome.

As for why he didn't use it before, one reason is that he wasn't in the sect, and the other reason is that the conditions didn't allow it.

This thing, like most demonic cultivation techniques, is not a good thing.

But it's simple and easy to use. As long as you can memorize the lucky formation sequence, have enough spiritual power in your body, and have a Spiritual Weapon as the eye of the formation, you can use it.

It doesn't have too much power. Just like its name suggests, it's mainly used for extracting souls and performing blood sacrifices. It's not very effective against cultivators with higher cultivation levels, but it can easily kill weak cultivators and ordinary people. It can even cover an entire city.

Now Wu Ping's spiritual energy is more than enough, and as for the eye of the formation, he has the Thousand Soul Banner, so the conditions are perfect.

With this thing, it doesn't matter if the zombies and mutated beasts in the city are at the third, fourth, or fifth level. He can directly extract their souls and kill them on the spot. There's no need to come up with any other methods.

After selecting the technique, Wu Ping was about to register.

But when he looked up, it was unfortunate. The elder who had advised him when he first received the technique was there.

Wu Ping grinned.

The elder also recognized him. These days, he had been bragging all the time.

"What's being said is that Demon Star Wu Ping, the pride of the Blood Rain Sect, learned his techniques from me."

"Now, do you know about the weapon Soul Refining Flag in Wu Ping's hands?"

"When he borrowed it from me, it was empty."

"He's been boasting about things like this, feeling quite comfortable."

He can also be considered a witness to Wu Ping's rise from obscurity.

"Elder, long time no see. I still haven't returned the Blood Flame Technique and Soul Devouring Art, has the time passed?"

Listening to Wu Ping say this.

The elder frowned and thought for a moment. It seemed that after Wu Ping became famous, when it was time to return the techniques, he didn't come back, so the elder tore out the page with his records.

Then this matter was exposed, and he was taken away by the elders of the sect's law enforcement team and locked up.

As a result, he not only did not receive any punishment, but was also promoted from the outer sect to the inner sect to guard the Sutra Pavilion. Although it was still a gatekeeping position, the treatment was definitely better than in the outer sect.

It can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Didn't expect to encounter Wu Ping again.

He smiled somewhat awkwardly, "What Blood Flame Technique, what Soul Devouring Art, I don't know, I don't know. Now I am the registered elder of the inner sect's Sutra Pavilion, I don't know about the matters of the outer sect."

Wu Ping:

He laughed helplessly.

"Then, Elder, please help me register this."

"Oh, okay."

As the elder said this, he saw the technique Wu Ping had chosen.

[Blood Sacrifice Soul Extraction Array]

He opened his mouth, "Wu Ping, it's better to use this thing sparingly. You're quite famous now, and many righteous cultivators are keeping an eye on you."

"The disciple will remember."

This conversation seems familiar.

The elder only registered it for him.

After he left, he looked at the page with Wu Ping's name written on it. He looked around and, seeing no one, the elder wanted to tear it off.

A figure appeared beside him without him knowing, "Old thing, you want to tear it again!!!"

"You've been caught again. Even if Wu Ping doesn't return it, no one will come looking for it. Why tear it?"