Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

The Blood Rain Sect's sect leader also retracted the fluttering blood-colored cloak behind him.

Emperor Chuyang gave a signal to his youngest son.

Li Yuan instantly understood and said, "Brother Wu, today is a joyous day for the Chuyang royal family. Shall we put aside our differences for now?"

The two senior sect leaders above also stopped their actions.

Wu Ping also took the opportunity to save face.

The momentum was withdrawn.

The old eunuch beside Li Yuan came forward and presented clothing to cover Wu Ping's upper body.

"Today, let's give the Third Prince some face. In the future, you all better not encounter me again, or else..."

Wu Ping smiled.

He seemed to say something, but it was as if he said nothing at all.

The cultivators all stood up unsteadily.

The voice of the Blood Rain Sect's sect leader came into Wu Ping's ears, saying, "Come up and sit next to me."

"Wu Qi, let's go."

Wu Ping said, stepping onto the high platform. Two seats had already been prepared next to the sect leader, and Wu Ping took his seat.

Looking down on everything from a high vantage point.

Wu Qi sat next to him, constantly writing and drawing in his hand.

The sect leader of the Cool Breeze Sect glanced at Wu Ping, as if trying to remember his appearance.

Then someone next to him said, "You, kid, you really gave face to our Blood Rain Sect, hahaha."

Wu Ping, of course, knew how to speak nicely, and earlier, it was the sect leader who had stopped the Cool Breeze Sect's sect leader.

He clasped his hands and praised, "It's all thanks to the guidance of the sect leader."

"Hahaha, well said, well said."

The more he looked at these two young men, the more satisfied he felt.

As for the unpleasant incident before?

It seemed like he had completely forgotten about it.

Wu Qi's hand holding the pen moved quickly on the notebook. [The sect leader's skill of changing faces is truly amazing, even faster than the changing sky. Thinking back, the sect leader is not someone who would say such things, cursing me and my friend, the little brat, and then expelling us...]

Arranging the door master meticulously.

Wu Ping sat upright.

His gaze casually lowered, coincidentally meeting Li Qingyi's eyes.

She quickly averted her gaze.

At this moment, she and Li Jingcheng finally understood why Wu Ping and Haoqi were able to dominate the Lingyuan Assembly.

Although they had never met, they had at least heard of them.

There are people who are born to be kings, and once they embark on the path of cultivation, they are no longer ordinary mortals.

People like this often have certain characteristics.

They are born with extraordinary appearances or possess special constitutions.

And Wu Ping is such a person.

He is a character that only appears in literature.

Who wouldn't be confused when living in the same era as them?

Of course, this is only because they haven't met.

They have heard of people like the Blood Rain Sect's door master and the Cool Breeze Sect's door master, but they have never appeared in their sects.

Now the Blood Rain Sect has emerged.

It is not an exaggeration to say that as long as Wu Ping soars to the sky and successfully enters the Upper Sect Seven Blood Sect, it will be the most glorious achievement of the Blood Rain Sect in the past hundred years.

This is different from sending outstanding disciples to the Upper Sect.

It's like solving a case. Sending an ordinary talented disciple is like catching a criminal, but when Wu Ping is sent, it's like cracking a major criminal organization and capturing the leader.

This analogy may not be accurate.

But it's roughly the idea.

The next thing is simple.

Under the gaze of the guests from all sides, Emperor Chuyang publicly announced the third prince, Li Yuan, as the Crown Prince.

One person for three thousand spirit stones, two people for six thousand. Such a price is exchanged for the position of Crown Prince.

The surprise left Li Yuan's head spinning.

Originally, he was the least favored, but now he unexpectedly ascended to the position of the crown prince.

When the old emperor announced this decision, his gaze flickered towards Wu Ping and Wu Qi.

Indeed, he made this decision because of Wu Ping.

Wu Ping's talent is evident to everyone.

In this world, imperial power is not supreme; everything requires careful investment.

Befriending the Cool Breeze Sect and the Blood Rain Sect is an investment, and the Third Prince spending six thousand to hire Wu Ping and Wu Qi to kill someone is also an investment.

The First Prince and the Second Princess are even more of an investment.

However, compared to Li Yuan's huge profit, the two of them have lost everything.

The banquet was dragging on, and Wu Ping didn't really like this atmosphere.

But he couldn't leave; whether it was good or bad, he was under the protection of the sect.

He still had to give face to his sect master.

During the banquet,

Li Yuan was surrounded by powerful officials, all coming to curry favor with him and congratulate him.

Wu Ping and Wu Qi sat in the corner.

According to reason, at this time, there should have been many people coming forward to say good things and the like.

If Wu Ping was a disciple of the Cool Breeze Sect, maybe it would have been like that.

Who wouldn't come up and give a thumbs up, calling him a heavenly genius?

But Wu Ping is a disciple of the Blood Rain Sect.

In the previous gathering, he was extremely arrogant, covered in blood.

Having grown up this way, he has a notorious reputation.

If someone were to approach him, what if they touched his bad luck?

The title of Demon Star is not something to be taken lightly.

Sure enough, the elder of the Cool Breeze Sect in the Soul Sea Realm died.

Do they still think their heads are as tough as the head of an elder from the Soul Sea Realm's Cool Breeze Sect?

But there was still one person who came forward.

Although these people seemed to be standing next to the Third Prince (dafi) to congratulate him, their attention was all on Wu Ping.

The person who came forward was the current king of a different surname, King Wu.

When King Wu came forward, he first bowed to the Sect Master of the Blood Rain Sect and the Emperor Chu Yang, and then said, "Wu Ping, the ancestral temple of the Wu King's Mansion is about to be renovated. When will you have time to come back and fill in your parents' names in the family genealogy during the ancestral worship?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone understood.

This was an attempt to get close to Wu Ping.

But as for the matter of Wu Ping's parents, although not everyone present knew the full story, most of them knew.

Would Wu Ping really agree?

They were very curious.

Only the Third Prince's eyes flickered.

He couldn't forget his agreement with Wu Ping.

"No rush, I will come," Wu Ping replied with a smile.

Of course, there was another sentence he didn't say.

It wasn't to worship the ancestors, but to exterminate the sect.

But King Wu couldn't sense the meaning behind it. He thought that Wu Ping might really not care.

Perhaps he was a demonic cultivator, and in the eyes of demonic cultivators, the love between parents and children and worldly relationships were generally not that important.

They chatted and laughed.

Until the end of the event.

Wu Ping and Wu Qi stood behind the Sect Master.

He said, "You two have really surprised me, especially you, Wu Ping. I didn't expect you to be such a rare talent, hahaha."

He laughed recklessly.

Wu Ping replied calmly, "Sect Master, you overpraise me. It is thanks to the opportunities given by the Blood Rain Sect and the Sect Master that I am who I am today. I dare not take credit."

"Good! Well said. If you enter the Upper Sect in the future, say it like this. It will be beneficial to the development of the Blood Rain Sect. Of course, I won't take advantage of you for nothing. We demonic cultivators don't bother with those flashy things. Both of you should have cultivated the Fire Demon True Body given by Lin Hu Fa, right?"

Demonic cultivation is straightforward. Speaking well of me will help me gain benefits.

If I gain benefits, I won't treat you unfairly.

Wu Ping likes dealing with people who speak like this.

Both nodded in agreement.

"Very well, since Lin Hu Fa didn't tell you, I will tell you. The Fire Demon True Body you are cultivating comes from the Xing Peak of the Upper Sect. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Xing Peak. This Fire Demon True Body is a mandatory cultivation method that helps capture disciples who commit crimes."

"And the selection process for the Xing Peak is stricter than other peaks. The primary requirement for new disciples is to cultivate the Fire Demon True Body to the fourth level."

"I think both of you should be close to that level."

Wu Qi: "I have reached the fourth level."

Wu Ping continued: "I have reached the fifth level, but I haven't had a chance to use it."

So what?

Just say it out loud.

If you don't increase your own weight, how can you balance the scales or lean towards his side?

Wu Qi was surprised and opened his mouth again.

As for the Sect Master of the Blood Rain Sect, his eyes lit up again.

He patted Wu Ping's shoulder and laughed heartily.

"Not bad, you are very good. Your talent surpasses mine when I was young. Going back and forth between the Upper and Lower Sects without any detours, hahaha."

"I have some good news for you to consider."

Wu Ping: "Please tell us, Sect Master."

"The Seven Blood Sect of the Upper Sect governs countless sects in its jurisdiction. In the large area near our region, there are many sects like the Blood Rain Sect. However, the territory of the Chuangyang Dynasty is vast, and the Upper Sect's distribution is orderly. You should be young and unaware, and have not had any contact."

Wu Ping indeed did not know about this.

He continued, "So, each Lower Sect emphasizes regional cooperation. With the two of you, my Blood Rain Sect will definitely receive rewards from the Upper Sect. However, you are young and have a short cultivation time. Perhaps entering the Upper Sect may not bring you a good position."

"Regardless of the location, there is competition for rankings, which is important within the Seven Blood Sect. It is already almost September 8th, and there is still some time. Recently, other Lower Sects in the nearby region have contacted me."

"They said they want to establish a centralized training ground and have even paid a high price to invite a Dragon Gate Realm expert from the Upper Sect to guide them. They have also provided resources from various sects for the disciples of these sects to use collectively. The strong come first."

"By achieving a sprint, I can help you make a significant breakthrough. Given your current situation, the resources you have are sufficient for you to break through the Soul Sea Realm in this short period of time."

"In that training ground, there are top talents from various sects below, and dozens of upper sects have also applied for joint training. Several powerful individuals at the top value this and find it intriguing. If you perform well there, you may leave a good impression on those powerful individuals, especially you, Wu Ping. Your talent may even attract the attention of a powerful individual who might take you as their disciple. What do you think?"

To be honest, Wu Ping is not very interested. He can break through the Wei Hai Realm on his own. There is no need to enter any training ground. It would be better for him to live peacefully in the End of Days World and develop himself.

As for the attraction of becoming a disciple of those powerful individuals, it exists, but it is not significant.

Wu Qi is also contemplating and does not immediately agree.

This leaves Luo Hong somewhat stunned.

"Why? Why are these two still thinking about it for so long? If it were me, I would definitely go without hesitation. What are these little brats up to?"

Suddenly, a thought flashes through his mind.

Looking at Wu Ping, he says, "In the training ground, there are rankings. Those who rank higher not only have the opportunity to comprehend various techniques and receive guidance from Dragon Gate Realm experts, but also receive extraordinary rewards. Currently, our dozen or so lower sects have pooled together millions of spirit stones, spirit medicine, and spiritual materials. If you become the first, he said he would use spirit stones, and I estimate that one person could occupy more than half of them."

"I'm in!" Wu Ping decisively declares.

......

......

This person is truly on the verge of bankruptcy.

Luo Hong's face carries a smile. He knew it. This little brat is obsessed with wealth. Li Laotou's third son paid him three thousand spirit stones to kill a Soul Sea expert from Cool Breeze Sect and even slaughtered everyone else who entered the Entering Spirit Garden.

What else can you call this if not an obsession with wealth?

A person who values money more than their own life.

As for Wu Ping's prompt agreement, it is indeed what the sect master had in mind.

Driven by poverty.

Indeed, with three thousand spirit stones in hand, along with the spirit medicine and spiritual materials that can be sold for spirit stones, it would be enough for him to break through the Hai Hai Realm.

Can it be done later?

Will there be no breakthroughs in the future?

Will Demonic Tree no longer be cultivated?

Of course, the more spirit stones, the better.

Since that's the case, he should lower himself to a place that gathers the power of more than ten sects.

As for the powerful disciples...

It's good to become one, after all, there's a master and the chance to obtain good things. But if one can't become one, it's also fine. The end of the world is the fastest place for Wu Ping to improve.

When Wu Qi saw that Wu Ping was going, he nodded, but he had a question: "Can we kill people?"

Since those who can enter are the outstanding disciples of other demonic sects, what if killing someone causes big trouble?

Although he may be a bit foolish, he's not stupid.

Luo Hong laughed heartily, "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about? We are from the demonic sect. Where is there a person who doesn't die in the demonic sect? Do you think that going there is like being a delicate flower in a greenhouse? You're thinking too much. You'll still have to die."

Wu Qi forced out a awkward smile.

For him, being able to kill is enough.

"Of course, while enjoying the benefits, you also have to bear certain responsibilities. These things are not given to you for free. If one day you are in a high position, don't forget about these sects. Remember to share some appropriate benefits with us. But you don't have to worry, when that day comes, even if a little bit flows out from your fingernails, it will be enough for us to enjoy for a lifetime."

Investment, it's still an investment.

This is a gamble involving more than ten demonic sects.

Wu Ping nodded, of course he understood.

If that day really comes, he will definitely abide by the agreement.

Being free doesn't mean being ungrateful.

Lu Hong patted the shoulders of the two: "Both of you are exceptionally talented individuals. The future of the Blood Rain Sect relies on your abilities, so I won't say much to you. But one day, if you can lend a hand to the Blood Rain Sect, it would be considered as an early friendship between us. Hahaha."

The teasing words left Wu Ping unsure of how to respond: "Master is joking."

Lu Hong asked, "Alright, do you want to come back with me to the Blood Rain Sect and prepare, or...?"

Wu Ping shook his head. He still had unfinished business with the Martial King's Mansion. How could he just go back like that?

"I can't go back for now. I have to resolve the matter with the Martial King's Mansion. I cannot let go of the grudges between my parents and their enemies. Only by annihilating the entire clan can I release the pent-up anger in my heart."

"Since that's the case, I'll wait for you. Right now, the entire Chu Yang Dynasty has countless pairs of eyes watching you two. If I'm not around, what will happen if that old man surnamed Xu comes back? Do whatever you want. We demonic cultivators do as we please."

Wu Ping said, "Thank you, Master."

Meanwhile, in the depths of the palace,

Li Yuan knelt beneath the dragon throne and said, "Father, the Martial King's Mansion must be annihilated. This is the promise I made to Wu Ping and Wu Qi."

"Ah, is there really no room for negotiation?"

Li Primordial Spirit's expression was firm. "None!"

He was now the crown prince, and it was time for him to be resolute.

The Emperor of Chu Yang listened to his third son's words and recalled the extraordinary talent displayed by Wu Ping today. He nodded slightly. "Take the military token and the imperial edict and go. Charge them with the crime of plotting rebellion and execute them immediately."

The imperial family is the most ruthless. This statement holds true in any world.

Interests are paramount.

Li Yuan's face showed joy. "Thank you, Father!"

Although he had a rebellious personality, he understood who he could rely on and who he couldn't.

Wu Ping was willing to accept three thousand spirit stones to kill a Soul Sea expert for him, so he couldn't break his promise. Even if the Martial King died and the military's morale was in chaos, it would only be temporary.

As long as the Emperor was still alive, the Chu Yang Dynasty would still be under the Li surname.

But if Wu Ping was disappointed, he would lose the opportunity for friendship. The next time he returned, it might be the day the capital was destroyed.

On the first day of the new book's release, I can't post too much at night, or else the system will review and ban it. The manual review is not available at night, so the remaining chapters will be posted during the day.