Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

In a residential building somewhere.

The figure of Wu Ping appeared silently.

In front of him, an elderly-looking zombie was wandering, covered in dirt and bloodstains.

Suddenly, the zombie seemed to sense something and lifted its nose, sniffing the air continuously.

It let out roaring sounds from its mouth.

In the next moment, Wu Ping directly approached, swiftly attacking the zombie from behind.

With one hand pressing down on the back of the zombie's head, he smashed it against the wall.

His hand, with the spell gesture, directly touched the zombie's head.

In an instant, the struggling zombie lost its ability to resist.

The semi-transparent soul was extracted by Wu Ping from its body.

However, its form still remained that of a zombie, ferocious and bloodthirsty.

Of course, this was not a bad thing, but rather a good thing.

The soul of this kind of zombie is more fierce than that of an ordinary person.

His fingers kept moving, like a dancing butterfly, and with Wu Ping's movements, the zombie's soul became smaller and smaller.

In the end, it was refined to the size of a fist.

Seeing that it was almost done.

Wu Ping opened his mouth, and the soul slowly fell into his mouth.

After swallowing it, a refreshing sensation came.

Wu Ping shook a few times in comfort.

The pain and blockage in his body instantly disappeared.

As he exhaled, black impurities spewed out of his mouth.

These were the fragmented parts of spiritual energy within Wu Ping's body.

Licking his lips, this sensation fascinated him.

Satisfied!

"It's a pity that this world lacks spiritual energy for cultivation. It would be great if there was spiritual energy, and I could stay here forever..."

Thinking this, Wu Ping squatted down.

Grabbing the zombie's head, he forcefully smashed it onto the hard cement.

The zombie's head split open like a watermelon.

Casually digging around, Wu Ping easily found a white crystal nucleus about the size of a chopstick tip inside the zombie's brain.

Wiping it off on his body.

Not minding the dirt, he directly threw it into his mouth.

As for whether it would infect him with the zombie virus?

Wu Ping wasn't worried about that. He had asked the same question before.

The person he chatted with had said that the power within the zombie nucleus would automatically eliminate the zombie virus.

It was like how poisonous snakes are still edible.

And it was quite delicious, that's the logic.

Into the mouth.

Wu Ping only felt something slide down his throat, like tasteless jelly.

Then he felt nothing.

But as the zombie nucleus went down, his body started to warm up slightly. Wu Ping could clearly feel his body becoming stronger, although the increase wasn't very noticeable, maybe around twenty to thirty percent of his original physical fitness.

Even so, Wu Ping was very satisfied.

Although he was currently not very strong, this was just one nucleus. Quantity matters.

Moreover, compared to the physical fitness of people in this world, even though Wu Ping was only fourteen years old, his body was much stronger than the adults in this world.

The circulation of spiritual power, if the physical body couldn't become stronger along with it, then it would be better not to cultivate.

That's right, the physical bodies of cultivators are weak, but that's only in comparison to the people of this world.

Going off-topic here.

Wu Ping frowned, not knowing if it was an illusion, but as the zombie nucleus went down, he felt that his understanding of Soul Devouring Technique and Blood Flame Technique had deepened.

These two things, he only obtained today, and even if he memorizes them, it's still like swallowing them whole.

Just remembering is enough, in terms of understanding, he really doesn't have much understanding.

But now he realizes that those blocked and incomprehensible places seem to be understood.

Even the spiritual power running inside his body is faster than before.

"Could it be that the enhancement of the zombie crystal core is not only in the physical body, but also in comprehension and aptitude?"

Thinking of this, Wu Ping couldn't sit still.

If that's really the case, his opportunity is huge!!!

Raising his hand, muttering in his mouth, mobilizing the spiritual power inside his body, opening his mouth and spitting out a drop of blood from his heart, pointing his finger, "Ignite!"

Boom!!

The drop of blood instantly ignites, turning into a faint red fireball the size of a fingertip.

This is the seed of the Blood Flame Technique.

"Fall."

The fire seed falls on the zombie's body and starts burning on the zombie's body like maggots on bones.

The flame gradually grows larger, and in the blink of an eye, it envelops the entire body of the zombie.

Not long after, the entire body of the zombie is burned to nothing but ashes.

The fire seed slowly rises, Wu Ping watches carefully, it is much larger than before.

But compared to the fire clouds in his mind, it is still far away.

Wu Ping is not in a hurry. In this doomsday world, are there still a shortage of corpses?

"I am truly the inheritor of excellent virtues. Whether it is the soul or the physical body, I use them perfectly without any waste. It's really tear-inducing."

Wu Ping is in a good mood, joking to himself.

He continues to walk slowly forward.

In this building, he has seen quite a few zombies.

Perhaps due to his compulsive tendencies, Wu Ping chooses to hunt from the top floor down.

It's like when eating, Wu Ping always prefers to eat the less tasty food first and save the delicious ones for last.

It can also be considered as a way to entertain oneself in ordinary life.

However, whether it is using the Soul Refining Flag to collect souls or refining the Blood Flame Technique, it requires the consumption of spiritual power.

Wu Ping's cultivation level is only at the third level of Spirit Channeling.

However, when facing the second zombie, he was somewhat unable to cope.

His spiritual power was drained.

Returning to the small wooden house in the Immortal Cultivation World, Wu Ping lay on the bed with wide eyes.

His body greedily absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy to make up for the deficiency of spiritual power within him.

"It seems that it's time for me to prepare a storage bag or storage ring."

Not having storage tools is always inconvenient, but these things are not cheap.

Even the worst storage bag requires several spirit stones, and Wu Ping is indeed a bit poor, although his family is wealthy.

But Wu Ping cannot enjoy the benefits of his family.

He is just a sacrifice.

His parents are also ordinary people from the outer branch of the family.

The reason Wu Ping returned to the Blood Rain Sect to cultivate is only because the Wu family wants to establish a long-term allegiance with the Blood Rain Sect.

So every few years, the Wu family will send some children to the Blood Rain Sect.

Among them are children from the main branch and those from the outer branch. Those from the main branch will receive better treatment, not only receiving attention from the Blood Rain Sect, but also receiving cultivation resources provided by the family.

As for him, a child from the outer branch...

It's good enough that he didn't die. This is a demonic cultivation sect, and death is commonplace.

Although fighting is also prohibited, the restrictions are not strict.

So Wu Ping's previous mindset was just to live well.

But now, he has a lot more things to think about.

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