Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Mission Hall.

This sect is not naturally wealthy.

In the world of immortal cultivation, one must have their own career to obtain necessities and resources.

Therefore, sects will establish a mission hall, which serves two purposes: to facilitate the training of disciples and to make money.

Generally, righteous sects guard mining sites, eliminate demonic beasts, search for spiritual herbs, and help families overcome difficulties, among other things.

Demonic sects are similar as well.

The difference is that demonic sects will openly state certain things.

For example,

[The He Junzhou family intends to engage in a conflict with the Wang family and currently requires cultivators of Spirit Channeling stage seven or above to assist. Regardless of life or death, those who exterminate the family will receive a generous reward.]

Or for example,

[A reward is offered for the head of a disciple from the Qingfeng Sect on Mount Duan. The reward is one hundred spiritual stones.]

Or perhaps,

[Specially recruiting disciples of Spirit Channeling stage four or above to exterminate the entire Zhang family in Nanyang. Currently, there are already three people, and one more is needed to depart. Resources will be allocated based on the battle situation, and the person who receives the mission will be guaranteed a minimum of five spiritual stones.]

Wu Ping rubbed his chin.

To say or not to say, demonic cultivators are just that, demonic cultivators—simple and direct.

There is no beating around the bush. If they say they will exterminate your entire family, they will put up a mission to exterminate your entire family.

As long as one has the strength, they can participate.

And there is a minimum guarantee of five spiritual stones.

Spiritual stones are not commonly seen. Most people may never even come into contact with them in their lifetime.

Even if they have money, others may not necessarily sell them.

One thousand two silver coins for one spiritual stone.

That's a firm price, but if you really want to buy it, the seller can only accept the price.

And unless there are special circumstances, no one would usually sell spiritual stones.

Moreover, it's rare to find a mission that rewards five spiritual stones. As for the first mission, Wu Ping doesn't have any thoughts about it.

He has only recently received the cultivation method, and the basic requirement is to have reached the seventh level of Spirit Channeling. His cultivation level is just enough, but it's not secure.

It's morning now.

So there aren't many people around.

Of course, this freshly released mission fell into Wu Ping's hands.

Accepting the mission card, Wu Ping approached the elder who was still in a state of Nurturing Spirit with closed eyes.

The elder slowly spoke, "Take the token to check, write your name and the mission number on this side of the register."

The old man didn't even lift his eyes while speaking.

Wu Ping didn't have any thoughts either. After handing over his outer disciple token and writing down the information, he left.

After he left, the elder opened his eyes and a sinister smile appeared on his lips. "The smell of blood is strong... Another newly joined outer disciple, and the scent of the Soul Devouring Technique... A good seedling, a good seedling."

In a demonic cultivation sect, killing is common, and disciples with a strong smell of blood will attract more attention.

Sometimes, killing also requires capital, and the prerequisite for killing is to ensure one's own survival.

In front of the mountain gate, looking at the lush green mountains in the distance, Wu Ping couldn't help but sigh, "Truly, tigers return to the mountains, dragons enter the sea. Today, with the wind, I will soar to a height of ninety thousand miles!"

When one overlooks the mountains, they naturally feel heroic.

Wu Ping, a person like him, thinks it's best not to have power. Once he gains power, he would even give a slap to any dog that he doesn't like passing by.

It's because he has a clear self-awareness and is a truly petty person.

Of course, the scenery is beautiful, but there are always people who ruin the scenery.

"Ascending nine thousand miles~"

A slightly teasing voice came from behind.

Wu Ping turned around to look.

He saw two women and a man approaching.

The one speaking was a female cultivator wearing a red robe.

The person next to her quickly said, "Xiao Cui, don't talk. Junior Brother, may I ask if you are the one who took the Nanyang mission?"

Wu Ping nodded, "Yes."

The female cultivator in green clothes smiled, "Then we are all here. Junior Brother, may I ask for your name? I am Wushuang Qing, this is my junior sister, Du Yucui, and this is our senior brother, Han Guang."

"And I am Wu Ping."

Wu Ping said, then he smiled and looked at the female cultivator in red, Du Yucui, and asked softly, "Fellow Daoist Du, do we know each other?"

"I don't know you."

"You don't know me, yet you dare to insult my mother? Ah? I'm amazed. You mind your own business, why do you have to speak? Is it not enough to cause trouble? Or is it that your parents didn't teach you anything, so you don't understand the consequences of your words?"

Wu Ping directly scolded her.

Of course, Wu Ping would not indulge someone like her.

The three of them looked confused.

They could understand that Wu Ping's words were vulgar and roughly meant, "You mind your own business, why do you have to interfere? Is there something wrong with you? Did your parents not teach you? Speaking without understanding will only bring trouble."

They had never heard such words before, especially Du Yucui, who immediately became angry.

Wu Ping stood firm. If she dared to make a move today, Wu Ping would make her understand why flowers are so red!

Answer: To hit someone until they turn red!

Next to them, Wushuang Qing hurriedly intervened. She could tell that Wu Ping was full of hostility and not an easy person to get along with.

Although it was indeed a dirty insult, it would be unwise to start a conflict now.

And she was a bit annoyed.

She had already told Du Yucui not to speak recklessly, to avoid trouble, but she couldn't control her own mouth.

Now they had encountered a strong-willed person who didn't care about their words. Well then.

"Junior brother, please forgive her. My junior sister has a loose tongue. Considering she is a woman, let's not argue with her. It's getting late, why don't we set off now?"

Wu Ping sneered, "If she can't speak properly, teach her a lesson first before bringing her out. A woman? If it weren't for accepting the mission today and being in a good mood, I wouldn't care whether it's a woman or a man. As for the journey, I will go on my own. We'll meet in Nanyang later."

After speaking, Wu Ping didn't wait for their response and leaped down from the mountains.

He was really afraid that he couldn't help but strangle Du Yucui.

But thinking about the mission, he decided to let it go and focus on the task.

Wu Ping couldn't understand why the protagonists in those novels could endure being mocked by women.

Originally, he was happy and didn't say anything, but someone had to interrupt and make sarcastic remarks.

And the protagonist would just smile and think she had character, without pursuing it further.

Damn it, if it were Wu Ping, he would probably beat that person who made the sarcastic comment until they couldn't get up.

The most despicable thing is to bear the consequences.

After Wu Ping left, Du Yucui was a bit angry, "Senior sister, why did you stop me!?"

"You can't beat him. If I didn't stop you, you might have been disabled today. Be more careful. After we descend the mountain, don't leave my sight. I don't know what will happen if you do."

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