Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Two people singing in harmony.

At the end, Li Yuan laughed out loud and said, "Add!!!"

"Clearly marked add!!!"

"On August 20th, my father will hold the Lingyuan meeting. Various forces will be invited to attend. My brother and sister's attendants will participate and compete for the flag. Those who perform well will have a great chance of being chosen by my father as the crown prince."

"In the Lingyuan, there are many spiritual herbs and materials. Those attendants are attached to my brother and sister because of the Lingyuan. This is an opportunity. I will temporarily let go of Wu Xiong and Wu Xiong and let them join my attendants. After entering the Spirit Garden, they can fight freely."

"The final number of attendants remaining in the garden will be the standard. For each person less, there will be an additional spiritual stone."

"What if they are all wiped out?"

Wu Qi's words were shocking.

"If they are all wiped out, my elder brother and my second sister will not be able to compete for the position of crown prince. I will empty my family's treasury and offer three thousand spiritual stones to each of you. I will not take a single piece of the Spirit Medicine and materials collected in the garden!!!"

Li Yuan's eyes were burning.

This was the greatest sincerity he could offer!

Actually, he didn't intend to play such a big game.

But when Wu Ping and Wu Qi killed the steward today, he saw it all.

One move each.

Soul Ascension, fifth level.

Not even a single limb was left behind, scattered in the wind.

Only then did he dare to make such a heavy bet.

Seeing is believing. These two people are truly fierce!

And extremely ruthless!

Three thousand spiritual stones...

Even Wu Qi, who doesn't care about money, was tempted.

The spiritual energy in the spiritual stones is purer, denser, better, and more suitable for cultivation than the free-floating energy in the world, and it has no side effects.

Truly worthy of being a prince of a country, so wealthy.

Those who are completely wiped out among them.

Does Wu Ping have confidence?

Don't say it, but he really does.

There is still some time before the Spirit Garden Meeting. If he feeds all the spirit stones in his hand to the Demonic Tree...

Under the tenfold flow rate of the two worlds, his cultivation will skyrocket.

Coupled with the terrifying physical strength and the True Body of the Fire Demon...

Complete annihilation...

Wu Qi looked at Wu Ping, "Will you accept?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I accept."

Even if he can't win, Wu Ping can still escape.

The doomsday world will always be his safest refuge.

Who can find him?

"Third Prince, remember to prepare the spirit stones."

Wu Ping agreed, and he was confident.

The Third Prince was excited in his heart, "Then I hereby wish the two of you success and a safe return!!!"

"Cheers!"

The three of them raised their glasses and drank.

And at this moment...

In the princess's mansion...

Listening to the report of the servants...

The graceful and beautiful woman holding a book closed the pages in her hand.

The aura of being in a high position gradually dissipated.

"Has the body been collected?"

Li Qingyi asked with a cold face.

The servant lowered his head, "The steward died without a complete body, scattered by the wind, we... we couldn't collect the body."

"Hmph, Demon Fiend Twin Stars, what a grandiose nickname. Let's put this matter on hold and discuss it after the Spirit Garden meeting. If I remember correctly, Wu Ping should be a member of the Wu Wang Mansion branch, right?"

Who would have thought that behind the Ghost Market stood this second princess, who loved the people like her own children?

The person who went to invite Wu Ping and Wu Qi earlier was also sent by her.

The servant replied, "Master, Wu Ping is indeed a member of the Wu family branch."

"Well, since that's the case, send someone to inform the person in charge of the Wu Wang Mansion branch that their three-month supply quota will be reduced by half. As for the reason, let them figure it out themselves. Also, notify the other token holders that they must not come to the capital before the fifteenth, and they should not come in the future either!"

"Understood!"

The submissive servant bowed and left.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness. "I heard that the Third Prince took Wu Ping and Wu Qi away. Isn't the princess afraid that they will be swayed by the Third Prince? Demon Fiend Twin Stars, what a resounding name."

The woman stood with her hands behind her back, bathed in moonlight.

Softly, she spoke, "My brother is nothing more than a useless waste, young and rebellious in nature. He has no capable subordinates, only two attendants. Even if he recruits them, can he pose a threat to me?"

"My opponent is the eldest brother."

"He has numerous subordinates and holds a high position in the military. He is my true opponent. The matter with Wu Ping and Wu Qi is just an interlude. If they don't enter the Spirit Garden, it's fine. But if they do, they will be surrounded."

"The princess's thoughts are indeed clear. They are nothing more than young tigers with dull claws. Fourteen, fifteen, Demon Fiend Twin Stars, heh..."

The view gradually zoomed out.

On the top floor of the Phoenix Pavilion.

The Third Prince has left.

Wu Ping sat on a recliner, enjoying the cool breeze.

Wu Qi leaned against the railing, holding a sword.

"I took on this task for the spirit stones. Even if something unexpected happens, I have a way to escape. Why did you have to get involved?" Wu Ping asked.

"I think... maybe they will be strong and worth killing? Instead of looking for them one by one, it's better to kill them in groups. I am not weak either. In times of crisis, I can wield my heavy sword. Under the Soul Sea, I am invincible. Above the Soul Sea, it's a one-for-one exchange," Wu Qi said in a calm tone.

Wu Ping looked somewhat puzzled beside him.

He added, "Except for you."

This statement almost made Wu Ping lose control and burst into laughter.

He seemed to have seen a comedy from a previous life.

Wu Qi: Wu Ping, wake up.

Wu Qi: Everyone here is trash.

Wu Ping: How amusing. Come, Wu Qi, have a seat, I want to play too.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong, or rather, so strong with a heavy sword. But why don't you like it?"

Wu Qi shook his head. "As you said, it's too ugly."

Wu Ping was truly surprised.

That's really the reason.

Absolutely ridiculous!

But his heavy sword is indeed ugly.

It looks like a coffin lid and a door panel.

If someone didn't know in advance, they might not even recognize it as a sword.

"Then let's go together. Three thousand spirit stones, tsk tsk, a huge sum. Let's rest and meet again tomorrow."

Wu Ping waved his hand and turned around.

Following behind Wu Ping.

"What are you doing? I'm going back to sleep!!!"

"What if you go kill someone alone and leave me behind?"

"You're crazy, go away."

Wu Ping closed the door.

With a thud, he lay down on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, Wu Ping's heart was in turmoil.

Tomorrow, he wanted to go back to the Wu Wang Mansion to see his parents. Regardless of anything, memories are truly real, but calling two familiar yet unfamiliar people mom and dad felt awkward to Wu Ping.

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