Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

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I finally made it inside.

Everyone is standing, leaning against each other, weak and numb.

Can't blame them.

Fighting against zombies, perhaps it's just being bitten to death directly.

Or maybe getting infected.

It won't be particularly painful,

But it's different here.

Anyone with a brain can guess how that big pot is used.

It can't possibly be for preparing meals for them, right?

Even our leader has been tied up, can their fate be any better?

But... can they survive?

That's a question for Wu Ping.

Wu Ping stood up.

Cao Ling shouted, "Stand up straight and be quiet!"

The atmosphere instantly quieted down.

Only the two bald brothers were still making a fuss.

Ignore them.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Wu Ping. I believe you have heard of me. I don't like to waste words. I called you here to ask you one question: Do you want to die or do you want to live?"

"We want to live! We want to live!"

"I only bully the weak and fear the strong. I have never done anything unjust or harmed innocent people. It's not my business."

"I'm just seeking refuge. They forced me."

"Please, spare us. We promise we won't come back again."

The group of people eagerly pleaded.

Only one person remained silent on the edge.

His gaze was always fixed on Wu Ping's face.

He looked for a long time, finally mustering the courage to shout, "B... Big brother, do you still recognize me?"

Listening to the unfamiliar voice, Wu Ping looked over.

Isn't that the kid who just came back to this world and gave him the intelligence?

Seeing the familiar face, Wu Ping was still somewhat happy.

"I know you, of course I know you, come over here."

He waved at him.

The young man ran over quickly.

He couldn't believe it in his heart!

The person he had chatted with before turned out to be Wu Ping now!!!

With a nervous heart, he stood in front of Wu Ping.

He didn't know what would happen next.

But to be honest, Wu Ping didn't have any intention to kill him.

"Why are you here? I remember you said you wanted to go out and explore. How did you end up with them?"

Dong Sheng's face looked bitter: "I did go out, but almost died out there. I returned to the shelter, but then it was overrun by the horde, so I ran out with them."

He patted his shoulder.

"Alright, we're old acquaintances now, and you're still alive!"

Simple words always carry a powerful impact.

Dong Sheng couldn't help it, tears welled up in his eyes.

He knelt down in front of Wu Ping and knocked his head twice.

Wiping away his tears, he said, "Big brother, I have killed people, but I haven't killed the innocent. I only kill those who try to steal from me. Thank you, big brother. My name is Dong Sheng, you can call me Wang Dong. From now on, I will never go west when you tell me to go east!"

"Whether you kill or not is not a big issue. Alright, stop crying. Look at them, pick a few."

Wu Ping pointed at the other henchmen of the bald man.

Seeing Dong Sheng pledging loyalty to Wu Ping.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Dong Sheng, I'm the one who gave you food!!"

He thought the people he picked would survive.

So he spoke up.

Little did he know, this would be his last words in his life.

A ball of bloody fire flew towards him.

In the blink of an eye, the person who spoke was burned into charcoal.

"I asked Dong Sheng to choose, not for you all to speak."

The crowd dared not speak.

Dong Sheng also didn't know what Wu Ping wanted to do.

He could only randomly select five people.

The five individuals walked up with fear in their hearts.

Wu Ping spoke, "Come, come, come, give them the tools."

As he spoke, people nearby handed over basins, ladles, and brushes.

Even Dong Sheng received them.

Two items for each person.

"Today, the task for you six is to pour boiling water on them and then brush it off, but don't be too harsh, brush slowly, the longer the better. The rest of you, go over there and get some tools, then come with me."

After saying this, Wu Ping turned and left.

The bald brother who heard these words instantly exploded!!

This damn guy wants to torture them to death!!!

Immediately, he started cursing like crazy.

But before he could finish cursing, a basin of boiling water was poured directly on the long-haired man's head.

"Ah!!!!"

The person who poured the water was Dong Sheng.

He wanted to follow Wu Ping!

He wanted to be the first one to take action!

He wanted Wu Ping to see his attitude!

To hell with being a chicken head instead of a phoenix tail, he wasn't the protagonist, he didn't have that fate!

He just wanted to live well, what's wrong with being a dog?

At least as a dog, he could live better than a human!

Dong Sheng was also furious, "I've been annoyed by your long hair for a long time. It's because of you that she, a little girl, is in trouble. She's only ten years old!!!"

"Do you think I've forgotten? I haven't forgotten. It's been over a year, and every night I dream of her telling me she's in pain!!!"

"She's only ten years old!!!"

The hysterical roar had many words that were disjointed.

Only Dong Sheng himself understood what kind of feeling it was.

The end is coming, morality is collapsing, and everyone is striving to survive.

That was the only glimmer of dawn that Dong Sheng could see in the darkness.

Gone...

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Scalding hot water splashed onto the flesh.

It instantly caused the skin to turn red and swollen, and the intense pain stimulated the cerebral cortex.

Then, use a brush to scrub.

Tsk.

The flesh will fall off on the spot.

This process repeats itself, coupled with the fact that the vitality of the evolved beings is stronger than that of ordinary people.

So in the end, only bones are left!

Sounds of screams came.

The crowd became even more efficient in their work.

Wu Ping led them to dig a pit.

As for the purpose.

Of course, it was for planting trees.

He stood by as the overseer, occasionally saying, "Bigger, deeper."

Time passed minute by minute, and the continuous screams never stopped.

Wu Ping believed that with a few more rounds like this, more people should understand the consequences of entering his territory recklessly, right?

Although Wu Ping could return to the end of the world at any time.

But he still didn't want anyone to have the idea of attacking his Demonic Tree.

That was his foundation.

Being planted in this world was for safety and insurance.

Night gradually fell.

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