Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

[119] Ba Hui Is Extremely Poisonous. Come On, Let Me Show You My Clever Tricks (Please Customize)

Zhao Chengshan really activated the spiritual power within his body.

Between his hands, a lake of blood emerged.

As the Buddha Whip struck down, the lake of blood shattered, with divine patterns splattering and talismans scattering.

Half of his body collapsed directly from the whip strike.

He fell to the ground unconscious.

"You dared to block me, but can you withstand this whip for a month?"

A month...

Xu Qingshan's face twitched.

He took two steps back.

With the precedent set by Zhao Chengshan and Leishan, even if he was brave or foolish, he could understand.

At this moment, Wu Ping was definitely not someone he could contend with.

"Sister Yu, say something!"

Looking at the fiercely murderous Wu Ping, he became anxious.

Wu Ping looked at Yuluosha, who had been sitting calmly with an unchanged expression from the beginning until now.

She asked, "Are you going to stand up for them?"

Yuluosha smiled, as if winter had turned into spring, standing among the flowers, suddenly looking back.

"I know nothing."

Wu Ping remained silent.

What should she say?

Beautiful?

Tacky.

Xu Qingshan was dumbfounded.

Why was it different from what he had imagined?

Wasn't Yuluosha supposed to speak up for them and suppress Wu Ping?

Why did she suddenly change her mind?

He wanted to question, but he didn't dare to speak, as if Wu Ping was someone he couldn't provoke, while Yuluosha was someone he could provoke.

The voice urging him to block came again in his ears.

"Come on, Xu Qingshan, block!"

Block your grandpa!

In his line of sight, the expected golden whip did not come.

Instead, there was a blur of red that was too fast to see clearly. In the last moment of unconsciousness and severe injury, he still held doubts in his heart.

Wasn't it supposed to be golden?

"Even my pet that I raised couldn't block it, yet you dare to collect the Immortal Banishment City's fees."

The conversation wasn't finished, but it seems like it's over.

The remaining meaning is understandable to anyone.

Isn't this seeking death?

That's right, Ba Hui just made a move.

Maybe not accurate, it should be "using the tail".

As for Xu Qingshan, he had already flown out and smashed many pavilions and towers.

Buried deep within.

Wu Ping turned around to leave.

Yu Luosha spoke up: "Junior Martial Master, won't you stay a little longer? This is freshly brewed tea with the perfect water and temperature. It would be a pity not to drink it."

Wu Ping turned back.

Looking at the silver badge hanging from Yu Luosha's waist, engraved with "Punishment Peak".

After thinking for a moment, Wu Ping used his spiritual power to lift the wooden chair and sat down.

Yu Luosha, with delicate hands and skin like jade, gently held the teapot and poured tea into the cup in a leisurely manner.

Sure enough, the fragrance filled the air.

Wu Ping held the tea and tasted it.

"Indeed, it's good tea."

The name Yuhua Terrace has poetic meaning, with picturesque mountains and waters surrounding it. With a beautiful woman pouring tea in front of him, and no conflicts, why couldn't he sit down and have a cup of tea?

Wu Ping only knew that with such beautiful scenery and a beautiful woman in front of him, it would be a lack of humor if he didn't appreciate it.

"You don't fear attacking your fellow disciples so heavily?" Yu Luosha asked.

"What is there to fear?" Wu Ping countered. It's true that within the Seven Blood Sect, disciples shouldn't fight to the death. But they were just sparring, there was no life or death involved. They had agreed on this beforehand. If they didn't agree, Wu Ping could even give them a chance to fight on the Dueling Platform, but would they dare?

They wouldn't dare!

One cup of tea finished.

Yu Luosha said, "Junior Martial Master, if you have time in the future, remember to come to the Luosha Jade Mansion to play. You're welcome anytime."

"Definitely next time."

Watching Wu Ping leave.

Yu Luosha just watched.

Of course, she wouldn't offend Wu Ping for the sake of the Three Mountains Meeting.

Although she was a disciple of the Punishment Peak.

But Wu Ping's name had been ringing in her ears for a while now.

Such a talented person can only be befriended.

Where could I possibly offend?

The Three Mountains Society may be gone, but there will still be the Four Mountains and Five Mountains in the future.

She will never be lacking.

Doing a favor for Wu Ping now will make it easier to establish contact in the future.

Furthermore, the Three Mountains Society are ultimately outsiders, while she and Wu Ping are on the same peak, they are insiders.

Who would turn their elbows outward?

And behind Wu Ping stands Lin Qianli.

It's not worth it.

Furthermore, it's natural for a young hero to take a few more glances.

Even her Jade Rakshasa is no exception.

"Wu Ping junior brother is... so adorable."

Her red lips slightly parted as she spoke softly.

Human Demon Peak.

The massive flying ship came to a steady stop.

Wu Ping flew over and landed on the ship.

He bowed to Ouyang Zhongmo and said, "Master!"

"So you're back so soon?"

"It's not far, so of course I couldn't let you wait for me for too long."

"Then let's set off."

The formation on the flying boat lit up.

Slowly, it started up.

In the blink of an eye, the flying boat broke through the sky and disappeared into the distance.

The disciples of Human Demon Peak around looked on.

Their eyes were filled with surprise and doubt.

Elder Ouyang Zhongmo actually took in a disciple!?

And he's even wearing the waist badge of Punishment Peak!

Is this person a disciple of Punishment Peak?

Why haven't we seen him before?

Human Demon Peak and Punishment Peak have a good relationship, but that doesn't mean everyone has seen Wu Ping.

In total, Wu Ping has only been to Human Demon Peak twice, and each time Elder Ouyang Zhongmo personally came to pick him up.

So it's normal for these people to not recognize him.

"Do you know that disciple of Punishment Peak?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of him. When did Punishment Peak have such a task, that Elder Ouyang would actually take in a disciple."

"And he's wearing an iron badge. He must be an outer disciple. And he looks unfamiliar. Could he be a newcomer?"

"No, this person looks so familiar."

"Right, you also feel familiar, don't you?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the thing wrapped around him should be a divine seed, right?"

"This aura, this feeling, it's definitely a divine seed!"

"Divine seed, red clothes, blood python, wait... I think I know who he is!"

"Who?"

"The chief disciple of Punishment Peak, the newcomer disciple, Wu Zui!"

"Are you talking about the one who has Spirit Palace cultivation, defeated the Golden Arhat of the Invincible Diamond Sect, broke through the Dragon Gate and attacked the Canghe Island, and whipped the Purple Virtuous Spirit Child, Wu Ping?"

"That's right, it's him, there's no mistake!"

"But isn't he a disciple of Punishment Peak? Why would he worship Elder Ouyang of our Human Demon Peak as his master?"

"Well, our Human Demon Peak has always had a good relationship with Punishment Peak, so it's not surprising."

"Now that he has worshipped Elder Ouyang as his master, and he's a genius, why don't we go up and say hello?"

Someone suggested, and others agreed.

How good is Wu Ping's hearing?

Of course, every word of these conversations reached his ears.

Footsteps came from behind.

Wu Ping put down the book in his hand and looked over.

The person who came smiled and said, "Hello, Martial Master brother, I am Xue Tai, an inner disciple of Human Demon Peak."

"Hello, Martial Master brother, I am Dong Yong'an, an inner disciple of Human Demon Peak."

"Hello, Martial Master brother..."

Although Wu Ping was wearing the iron badge of Punishment Peak around his waist.

But his name, his combat power, were all well-known within the Seven Era Sect.

Now that he has worshipped Ouyang Zhongmo as his master.

His status has also gained another layer!

The true transmission of the Human Demon Peak elders.

His combat power and status are much higher than those present.

So when someone called him senior brother.

No one felt embarrassed or anything.

And as a demonic cultivator, the capable ones come first, and in all things, the fist ranks first.

Human Demon Peak is not good at fighting.

If they were to conflict with Wu Ping.

In one breath, he could kill several people back and forth.

"Younger brothers, please be polite."

Wu Ping did not carry himself with arrogance.

He responded with a smile as well.

The crowd chatted and laughed.

And Wu Ping's attitude also made them feel comfortable.

During the conversation.

Wu Ping glanced at the crowd.

Someone asked in confusion, "Didn't they say that there would be a total of forty disciples going to the Twelve Caves of Nanshan this time?"

"Why do we only have thirty-eight people here?"

Someone replied, "Hahaha, Brother Martial Master, you don't know. There are two disciples from our Human Demon Peak's inner sect, Senior Sister Ran Qingqing and Senior Brother Xiao Fei."

"They are still in their rooms studying the theory of this poisonous medicine. After all, for this trip to the Twelve Caves of Nanshan, we rely on the two senior brothers and sisters from Human Demon Peak to bring us glory."

These two names were completely unfamiliar to Wu Ping.

"Are they highly skilled in the field of poisonous medicine?"

Other disciples nodded in unison, "Especially Senior Sister Ran Qingqing. Although her cultivation level is not the highest in the inner sect of Human Demon Peak, when it comes to the field of poisonous medicine, she is the best among the disciples. Moreover, Senior Sister Ran is a versatile genius and also a disciple of Elder Zhu."

"Whether it's formations, refining tools, alchemy, poison refining, puppets, beast cultivation, she is the most formidable."

"And it seems that you have a connection with her."

A connection with himself?

"How does this connection work?"

Wu Ping asked.

"Senior Ran, there is also a divine seed, but judging by the intensity of the aura, it should not be as powerful as your divine seed, Senior Brother. And Senior Ran's divine seed is also a snake, different from yours, and Senior Ran's divine seed is purple."

"That was won by Senior Ran from the Twelve Caves of Nanshan five years ago."

Five years ago?

Won from the Twelve Caves of Nanshan.

Wu Ping's curiosity was aroused again.

In this world, he had not seen any other seeds yet.

"The Twelve Caves of Nanshan can also win divine seeds?"

"Of course they can, and the Twelve Caves of Nanshan are famous in the southern region for cultivating divine seeds. They have special secret methods. Originally, Senior Ran didn't plan to go this year, but I heard that someone in the Twelve Caves of Nanshan has inherited the title of Poison Ancestor."

"And they specifically named Senior Ran to have another competition, and even offered rewards."

"If Senior Ran wins individually, she will be given a chance to enter the Snake Tomb."

"If we, the disciples of Human Demon Peak, win collectively, they will give us many materials for free, plus three divine seeds."

"So, that's why all of us inner disciples who have been in seclusion for a long time are mobilizing together. Maybe we are not good at fighting, but when it comes to medicine and poison, Human Demon Peak has never been afraid of anyone."

While speaking, Wu Ping hadn't had a chance to ask his question yet.

Then he heard a clear and crisp voice.

"Ziling, don't run, Ziling, Tan Dian."

Afterwards, the door of the Spirit Boat cabin opened.

A figure in green clothes floated out.

The young girl appeared like a fairy in the mortal world, with a sense of being untainted by the mud and not bewitching in the clear water.

Demonic cultivators usually carry a hint of a bloody and aggressive aura.

But she was rare in her etherealness, not resembling a demonic cultivator at all.

A refreshing fragrance wafted over, refreshing the senses.

And the girl who was chasing after, calling out "Zi Ling" in her mouth, was a small purple snake.

In the blink of an eye, it ran to Wu Ping's side and kept hissing at Ba Hui on his shoulder.

Its body wriggled.

But Ba Hui ignored it, turned his head, and rubbed against Wu Ping's neck.

However, this little guy didn't give up.

It was about to crawl onto Wu Ping's body.

This instantly made Ba Hui angry.

"What kind of thing are you!?

How dare you crawl on my master's body!?

You lowly creature!"

Smack!

A tail whipped out.

The purple snake was instantly sent flying.

After rolling several times, it came to a stop.

But it shamelessly continued to approach.

This made Ran Qingqing feel a bit distressed.

She possessed the snake and picked up the little snake.

She walked over slowly and said, "I'm sorry, Zi Ling doesn't know any better, it offended you, I apologize on its behalf."

In just a moment, Wu Ping's impression of the girl had changed.

At least he didn't hear from the girl's mouth, "It's still young and doesn't know any better, can't you let it go?"

If she had said that, Wu Ping might have exploded on the spot.

"It's alright, Ba Hui has a bad temper, and he hardly gets close to anyone or anything other than me."

Except for the Demonic Tree.

The divine seed in Ran Qingqing's arms was still struggling non-stop.

It wanted to find Ba Hui.

She felt a bit embarrassed.

She could only suppress it with her magical power.

As a highly skilled Chinese-to-English translator, I will provide the most accurate translation of the provided Chinese text:

However, this little snake started to act stubbornly.

Continuously making sobbing movements in Rang Qingqing's arms.

Even refusing to lift its head.

Just hanging there.

Appearing so pitiful.

Rang Qingqing felt a bit embarrassed: "Um... what's your name?"

A disciple from the Human Demon Peak next to her quietly reminded her.

"Senior Sister Rang, he is the recently famous Wu Ping, who has now joined Elder Ouyang's sect and can be considered a fellow disciple of ours."

Wu Ping! Elder Ouyang!

Rang Qingqing was somewhat surprised.

Wu Ping's name was well-known, almost everywhere within the Seven Blood Sect.

Even if Rang Qingqing didn't actively seek information about him, she had already heard quite a bit.

And as for Elder Ouyang.

He could be considered the most famous and powerful elder of the Human Demon Peak.

He was also an all-around talent, with terrifying accomplishments in alchemy.

But he was too cruel, not only the disciples of the Human Demon Peak, but also many elders from other peaks were afraid of him.

She didn't expect that Wu Ping would actually join Elder Ouyang's sect.

"So, Martial Master Junior, may I ask if your divine seed is male or female?"

Wu Ping turned his head to look at Ba Hui: "It should be female."

Ba Hui raised her head as if she agreed with what Wu Ping said.

I am a female!

"That's strange then. Ziling is also female, why does she want to get close to Junior Martial Master's divine seed like this?"

According to reason, it should be the same sex repelling and opposite sex attracting, right?

Wu Ping also didn't know.

Caressing Ziling in his arms, he continued: "Will Junior Martial Master participate in the alchemy competition with the Twelve Caves of Nanshan?"

"I do want to give it a try, but I don't know how."

Wu Ping said.

If he had the opportunity to practice, of course, he would want to participate.

But he didn't know how, he would only embarrass himself if he went up there.

How long has he been studying?

What could he use to compete with others?

"Junior Martial Master doesn't know, so Senior Sister, please don't force this Junior Martial Master."

A man walked out from the cabin.

Other disciples at the Human Demon Peak all bowed and shouted, "Senior Quan."

Quan Fei nodded slightly in response.

His gaze fell on Ba Hui, who was on Wu Ping's shoulder.

A hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

He also had a divine seed, but his divine seed couldn't compare to Wu Ping's Ba Hui, let alone Ran Qingqing's Purple Bell.

And seeing how well Wu Ping and Ran Qingqing were chatting, he felt a bit suspicious.

"Junior brother has a good affinity. This divine seed is quite extraordinary. Can senior brother have a look?" This person had quite the audacity.

He came forward, shouting "junior brother" repeatedly.

At least Ran Qingqing shouted properly when she came forward.

Wu Ping didn't mind much either.

But this person didn't ask for his name or show any courtesy, he just shouted "junior brother" and immediately wanted to see his own divine seed.

Wu Ping naturally wouldn't give him a good face.

But he didn't say it out loud.

Instead, he nodded with a smile and said, "Sure, come and take a look yourself."

Quan Fei didn't suspect anything and reached out his hand.

In the blink of an eye, numerous blood holes appeared on his hand.

"Hahaha, my apologies. Ba Hui can be mischievous sometimes. I forgot to remind senior brother that Ba Hui is highly poisonous, and junior brother doesn't have an antidote on him."

Senior brother?

Come on, save yourself. Show me what you've got.

Quan Fei's face visibly changed.

The bitten area on his hand changed color instantly.

Flesh and blood immediately rotted, and a pungent smell filled the air.

Quan Fei stuffed bottle after bottle of antidote pills into his mouth.

But it couldn't alleviate the speed at which the flesh on his hand was rotting.

He groaned in pain, "Junior brother, save me!!!"

Wu Ping took off the token from his waist. "Senior brother? That doesn't seem right. Are you also a disciple of Punishment Peak? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"You... you're so poisonous!!!"

Quan Fei cursed angrily.

He was about to charge forward.

Wu Ping's golden whip gleamed in his hand. "Come, let junior brother learn a thing or two from this 'senior brother'."

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