Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

"Learning throughout one's life is not just something you say. Nowadays, everyone is like this. If I don't participate, it would seem like I, as the deputy commander, don't fit in."

Wu Ping was speechless.

Forget it, I don't care anymore.

He stood up.

"Where are you going?" Lin Wanli asked.

"I'm going out to exchange for some spirit stones. I've run out of them," Wu Ping casually replied.

"You've used up so many spirit stones?"

"Yeah, it happens."

"Let's go together then. I also want to go out for a bit. You said you wanted to treat me to a meal at Immortal Ascension Tower, right? It just so happens that I haven't eaten anything for several days."

Hearing him say that he hadn't eaten anything for several days, Wu Ping was somewhat surprised.

But then he thought, actually, for cultivators, there really isn't a necessity to eat. They can eat or not eat for a long time.

The most important thing is to satisfy their taste buds.

Anyway, there's no time like the present. Wu Ping didn't say anything and the two of them left.

On the way, they also asked about Wu Qi and Tie Chousheng. After all, they were all friends, and Wu Ping himself would be heading to the Western Territory tomorrow. Who knows how long it would take for him to come back.

If it were any other branch of the Punishment Court, they would definitely dare to go.

But who made Wu Ping's deputy commander Lin Wanli?

"As for those two, one is in seclusion cultivating, trying to break through the third level of the Soul Sea. The other one is currently refining the Fire Demon Body on Punishment Peak. I don't think either of them can come," Lin Wanli said.

"Wu Qi's talent is quite good. If it weren't for you, he would probably have made a name for himself in a few years."

"But who made him meet you?"

The two of them chatted as they walked.

Wu Qi's talent is indeed good, but compared to himself...

Wu Ping glanced at the Spirit Palace standing in his mind, and the Demonic Tree next to it, which was covered in golden merit leaves.

Forget it, he's cheating, so there's no point in comparing with others.

"Are you ready to go to that trading firm to exchange?"

"Whatever, any of them will do. I just need to exchange for one billion spirit stones."

"One billion spirit stones?" Lin Wanli's eyelid twitched.

But when he thought about the hundreds of thousands of points Wu Ping still had in his hand, the fact that each disciple of the two thousand Wu Zi Qi had contributed one hundred points this month, and the other things he had, he felt relieved.

After all, he could also get a share of these things.

But having one billion spirit stones in his pocket, he had never seen anyone do such a thing.

"Do you need such a large amount of spirit stones?"

"Yes."

Wu Ping had no choice. After all, the Demonic Tree needed spirit stones.

"Then have you used your spirit marrow?"

"No, I like to save good things for last."

Wu Ping said.

"Then why don't you just buy spirit marrow directly? Not only is the spiritual energy inside more pure, but it's also more abundant."

"Do you have a way?"

Wu Ping instantly became interested. If there was better spirit marrow, he certainly didn't want to carry so many spirit stones.

"Of course I do. After all, I am the relationship holder you mentioned. It's just that we don't have it in the northern city. If we buy it from the mines in the south, I have the qualifications and the face. But if I take you to the mines, we won't be able to eat this meal."

"Forget about the meal, let's go, let's go. I'll treat you next time, my brother Wanli. The important thing is the business."

"Don't push, it's over there."

"Okay, okay, over there."

Southern mines.

As the name suggests, it is located in the southern part of the Demon Country, adjacent to the border area.

This place is rich in spirit stones, just like how there is a country in the post-apocalyptic world that is rich in oil.

Originally, there weren't many mining sites for the Seven Blood Sect here, but who made the Seven Blood Sect so powerful?

They directly started looting!

Later, other major sects saw the fate of the Seven Blood Sect, this demonic holy sect!

That won't do, they came here to maintain the peace of the Immortal Cultivation World.

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the Seven Blood Sect, they took over.

This continent, which is rich in spirit stones, became chaotic.

In the end, the local people didn't get much of the mineral veins, and many people died.

Then, the so-called righteous Dao Sects showed up.

"What's yours, what's his?"

"This is what we snatched from the Seven Blood Sect."

"What's yours?"

"If your mineral veins were snatched by the Seven Blood Sect, go ask them for it."

Ask the Seven Blood Sect? Are you asking for trouble?

With a simple exchange, the Seven Blood Sect kept the territories they initially looted, not losing a single piece, and even gaining a bit more.

Let's give an example.

At the beginning, there was a cake worth one hundred. When the righteous Dao Sects didn't intervene, the Seven Blood Sect took twenty, leaving eighty. Okay, when these sects of the same level as the Seven Blood Sect intervened, the Seven Blood Sect directly took eighty percent, or even ninety percent.

Then, they were pushed back by these righteous Dao Sects, and the Seven Blood Sect became twenty-one or twenty-two, and the territories they were pushed back from fell into the hands of other sects.

Who suffered losses?

Who knows who suffered losses?

If you say there's nothing fishy about this, Wu Ping doesn't believe it at all.

In fact, these people, they don't want to mine themselves, they let the locals do it, and they collect various fees, such as protecting these mineral veins from being invaded by the Seven Blood Sect.

They collect eighty to ninety percent, leaving a little for the locals, ensuring that they won't starve and will continue to be laborers for generations.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly insignificant appearance. In terms of actual area, this mining area continent is almost larger than the entire post-apocalyptic world.

Sitting on the flying boat.

Wu Ping marveled at the speed of this thing in his heart.

It was much faster than him, and only required spiritual stones. The formation inside the flying boat provided it with speed.

Lin Wanli handed over a wine jug and said, "Take a sip?"

Wu Ping took it and took a sip.

He wasn't much of a drinker, but he could tell that this was good stuff.

Just as Wu Ping took his second sip.

He heard Lin Wanli's voice in his ear, "I'm giving it to you."

Looking at the exquisite gourd in his hand.

Wu Ping didn't hesitate and directly hung it on his waist.

Before he could even say thank you.

Lin Wanli said again, "I'm giving you the flying boat too. In its normal state using spiritual stones, even Dragon Transformation experts can't catch up to it. In a life-saving situation, activate the innermost formation with spiritual power, and you can instantly teleport millions of miles."

"The Western Region is very dangerous, and it seems like you don't have anything to protect yourself. This flying boat is perfect for you. Anyway, I shouldn't be leaving the Seven Blood Sect in the next few years. When I do go out in the future, I'll get a new one from my brother."

"Thanks," Wu Ping smiled.

He understood that Lin Wanli was treating him as a true friend, just like Haoqi.

"No need for thanks, we're friends."

Looking at the scenery in the sky, where the bloody sky and the normal sky intersected, where darkness and light merged, marveling at the beautiful scenery, Lin Wanli said, "You'll be heading to the Western Region tomorrow. I hope you can make a name for yourself. I don't want to send you off, two grown men shouldn't do these things."

"You're good with words, combine them and recite a poem. After I go back, I can boast to them that I have a poem from you, making them jealous."

Wu Ping stood up at the bow of the ship.

The strong wind blew, but he remained unmoved.

With his black hair dancing, he spread his arms as if embracing the fierce wind, the lingering smell of alcohol on his body making him even more free and easy.

A long roar echoed through the vast sky.

"The great roc soars with the wind, ascending ninety thousand miles!!!"

At this moment, Wu Ping's boldness completely shocked Lin Wanli.

The charm of words kept resounding in his ears.

Wu Ping seemed to have truly transformed into the mythical bird that soars up to the sky.

And when the wind rises, he will rise with it.

Now Lin Wanli understands even more why Wu Qi, Tie Chousheng, and even the members of the Wu Zi Flag admire Wu Ping so much.

Looking around, there are only two types of people around Wu Ping: friends and enemies.

There has never been anyone indifferent to him, not paying attention to the brilliance he radiates.

Such a person has an incredibly charismatic personality.

Taking out a wine jug, he drinks heavily and exclaims, "What a great poem!"

Amidst the splashing of wine, the laughter of the two intertwines.

The flying boat sails away.

On the southern border of the Demon Kingdom, in the chaotic swamp mining area.

The name is very fitting for its background.

The emphasis here is on chaos.

There is no country here, nor any decent sects. Everything relies on spiritual mines.

Looking around, there are countless large pits, mounds of soil, and busy miners.

Some people spend their entire lives in the mines, and have never even seen what the sun looks like.

A flying boat arrives and lands steadily on the outskirts of a mining area.

Wu Ping and Lin Wanli disembark.

A slightly frail figure approaches, but exudes an air of wealth and nobility. It is a cultivator from the Spirit Palace.

"Long time no see, Brother Lin. Hahaha. It is truly an honor for this old servant to have you visit my territory today."

"Enough, Jin Mancheng. Stop with your flattery. Let me introduce you to a friend. This is my junior brother, Wu Ping, the Deputy Commander of the Punishment Hall in the Rejection Immortal City. I am currently serving as the Deputy Commander there."

Upon hearing Lin Wanli's words, Jin Mancheng instantly looks at Wu Ping with a higher regard.

He knows Lin Wanli's background very well, with two older brothers who are both formidable individuals.

He is also a strong practitioner of the Dragon Gate's nine levels.

But now he is willing to be the commander or deputy commander of a city?

Then, this Wu Ping...

"Hahaha, Brother Wu Ping, I am Jin Mancheng, an outer disciple of the Ghost Peak of the Wan Mountain, the third peak of the Holy Sect. Please take care of me in the future, Brother Wu Ping, hahaha."

"Not at all, just looking out for each other."

Just some casual talk, Wu Ping can do that too.

Most likely, it's just a superficial acquaintance.

"Let's talk about business first. How is the spiritual essence in this mining area?"

Lin Wanli asked.

"It's alright. Generally, each Middle Grade vein produces seventy to eighty pieces of spiritual essence. It depends on how you buy them. Since we are all disciples of the Holy Sect, I can give you a discount. No matter how you buy them, it's the 'Ten Rules and Four Breaks'."

"What does it mean to buy them?"

Wu Ping asked when he saw Jin Mancheng looking at him.

"There are three ways to buy spiritual essence. The first is blind buying, where you directly take over a spiritual stone vein. Of course, the spiritual stones cannot be given to you, but the amount of spiritual essence produced in the vein is all yours. If you get more, it's considered a profit; if you get less, it's considered a loss. With a guarantee of seventy pieces and an 80% discount, getting fifty or sixty pieces of spiritual essence would be considered breaking even for you."

"The second way is to buy in partnership with others. After the spiritual essence is extracted, it will be distributed reasonably based on the amount of money you contribute."

"As for the third way, it is to buy the already extracted spiritual essence, but the price is relatively high and not very cost-effective."

Lin Wanli explained to him.

"How much does it cost to buy the spiritual essence from a vein?"

"After the discount, it would cost at least one million points."

Hearing this price, Wu Ping gave up.

He couldn't afford it.

"Then there are two options left. Where can we find partners for joint ventures? Or should we buy it separately?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Mancheng immediately became unhappy.

"We are all senior brothers of the Holy Sect, and Lin Xiong and I are old friends. You are also Lin Xiong's friend, which means you are my friend too. How can I let my friends spend that kind of money? I have already prepared some grudges for you. They are also short of money and cannot afford to buy a vein."

"As long as Brother Wu can produce 400,000 points, he can take half of the spiritual essence and also have the authority to decide. If you say you want to buy that spiritual vein, then buy that spiritual vein."

400,000 points.

Did he calculate his own points accurately?

Why is it so coincidental?

But with just 400,000, he can get half of something worth over 1 million.

This deal is worth it!

However, these points were hard-earned by Wu Ping, so he feels a bit reluctant to spend them like this.

He glanced at Lin Wanli.

He nodded.

Wu Ping understood. Since there were no outsiders around, he said, "Actually, I have an idea."

"Brother Wu, please speak."

"I don't want to spend this money, but I still want this thing. Do you have any ideas?"

The two people beside him were stunned.

Lin Wanli was even more dumbfounded.

He let Wu Ping speak freely, but he didn't expect him to be so bold!

Where is this place?

The chaotic marsh mining area. He's just a small cultivator, isn't he risking his life?

Even Lin Wanli, who is daring, wouldn't dare to say such things.

Jin Mancheng looked around and fortunately, no one heard.

"No, Brother Lin, your friend is so bold. I thought you were already daring, but I didn't expect this person to be even more courageous."

But Lin Wanli's words made him instantly doubt whether he knew these two people.

"Um... Is there really no way?"

"You're crazy, both of you are crazy. Who are you? I don't know you."

Jin Mancheng turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Wanli grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

"Knowing that you are resourceful, there are many ways to handle this. Think quickly and come up with a plan. If you can't think of one, I won't let you go today."

"Don't be like this, bro. Can I just call you bro? Aren't you setting me up? If my old man finds out, he'll skin me alive. I beg you, stop messing with me. It hasn't been that long since the last time."

"Don't worry, if we handle things well, I'll have my bro put some pressure. Let's be more cautious with our words. How can there be no solution, right?"

Jin Mancheng struggled for a while, but it was useless, so he gave up.

"Sigh... let me down first."

Thud.

Lin Wanli let go, and the 1.6-meter tall Xiaozha fell to the ground.

Jin Mancheng's eyes rolled. "There is a solution, it's just a bit dangerous. Over there, there is a Dragon Transformation cultivator at the first level, two Dragon Gate cultivators at the third and second levels respectively, and four or five Spirit Palace cultivators. You two think about it. Let me make it clear first, your black-on-black business is your own, I won't participate."

"At most, I can provide you with a venue and some discounts. And Wu brothers, you have to give me at least a hundred thousand points. If you succeed, they have to give me the money they use to buy Ling marrow, otherwise I can't explain it."

A hundred thousand points for one battle, in exchange for Ling marrow from a medium-sized Ling mine.

This deal can be done.

Wu Ping looked at Lin Wanli and smirked.

Lin Wanli helplessly said, "Then you have to give me twenty pieces of Ling marrow, otherwise there's no room for negotiation."

"Alright, it's a deal. We're in this together, right?"

Lin Wanli felt somewhat helpless. Who asked him to have such a friend? Since the last punishment, how long had it been since he seriously fought someone?

Looking at Jin Mancheng, he asked, "Tell me about the situation over there. Do you have any details?"

"Yes, it seems to be from the Qitian Battle Mansion."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanli didn't hesitate and immediately prepared to turn around and leave.

Wu Ping felt like he had to stop him. "What are you doing? Why are you leaving? After all, you're a genius, a Dragon Transformation First Stage cultivator. Don't you have confidence?"

"I do have confidence. I have many methods, after all, I have my background. This Dragon Transformation First Stage cultivator, I can easily kill him, even if he's from the Qitian Battle Mansion. As long as he's not an exceptionally terrifying genius, he won't have a chance to survive under my hands."

"But it will take me some time to kill him. What about you? Can you handle two Dragon Gate cultivators and four or five Spirit Palace cultivators? Even if you fight above your level, you can't fight like this."

"They're not from a small place either. They cultivate good techniques."

"Jin Mancheng can't really help us. The Qitian Battle Mansion is not like other forces. Their status is similar to our Seven Blood Sect. Jin Mancheng's appearance will only complicate things."

Wu Ping's face showed some excitement. "Maybe I can kill them all."

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