Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Looking up, the stone gate with strange patterns carved on it opened instantly.

The river water surged and covered the entire sky.

Among them, there were countless ferocious water beasts.

The bronze gong rang.

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"Attention! The top 100 participants who pick the flower will receive 1,000 points!!!"

Points.

Compared to the circulating currency of spirit stones in the outside world, within the Seven Blood Sect, points were the only mandatory form of currency.

And it was different from the Blood Rain Sect where Wu Ping was previously.

Although the Seven Blood Sect claimed to be a sect, it was essentially a small country connected by architectural structures.

Wu Ping had no idea how many people lived there.

Even this little bit of information was hearsay.

Tie Chousheng's body was active.

Looking at the surging river water, he was not afraid at all, but rather excited.

A piece of paper flew up, with the words written on it: "[Martial Master, you don't need to worry about us. The two of us will clear the way and kill ahead. If you can take the lead from behind, make sure to grab those flower points. It's quite a lot for new disciples.]"

"Can points be exchanged for spirit stones?" Wu Ping suddenly asked.

"Of course, and the price is outrageous. One point can be exchanged for one thousand spirit stones. Spirit stones can be used within the Seven Blood Sect, but anything that comes out of the sect or is purchased within the sect can only be bought with points."

Wu Ping calculated in his mind after seeing the information on the paper. If he exchanged one thousand points for spirit stones, it would be enough to get one million spirit stones!

That was more than what he had gained in the practical training grounds!

Wu Ping's heart started to race.

Finally, the calmness in his eyes was replaced with the emotions he should have.

"Does it say that only one person can pick a flower?" Wu Ping asked.

"It doesn't say that one person can only pick one, but one person can't pick more than twenty."

Wu Ping looked at the two people beside him.

Wu Qi instantly understood what he meant.

Shaking his head, he said, "I want to as well, but the two of us might not be able to pick any flowers. There are millions of people here, and you definitely can, but the two of us might not."

Being realistic.

Although Wu Qi was arrogant.

He also knew that there were always people better than him.

He also suffered a bit due to his age, with too little cultivation time. If he had practiced for a few more years, he would definitely achieve great success.

Wu Ping smiled and said, "Of course, you guys can't do it yourselves, but I can help you. But let's make it clear beforehand, I want a cut."

Tie Chousheng wrote on a piece of paper, "Brother Martial Master, don't say such things. As long as I can go up, I'll give you my share."

Wu Qi also meant the same thing.

Although Wu Ping was greedy and loved money, he wasn't to the extent of this.

"No need, you can keep the share you deserve, but besides your own share, I want nineteen shares!"

Nineteen shares?

Wu Qi and Tie Chousheng couldn't believe what Wu Ping was saying.

It meant that the three of them would take all sixty shares of the prize money.

Was this possible?

This was a competition among millions of cultivators. They were not ordinary people. Even though Wu Ping had high talent and strong combat power, he was at a disadvantage in terms of age.

How many years had others been cultivating?

How many years had he been cultivating?

And to suppress a million people and win the top spot, taking sixty out of a hundred, how difficult was that?!

Seeing the two of them in a daze, Wu Ping looked up at the flood that had already covered the sky.

"It doesn't matter, I will take action. You just need to remember one phrase."

"The sea knows no bounds, but I am the shore. I climb to the peak, becoming the summit."

Boom—

At this moment, everyone understood what it meant to have momentum.

At the same time, a doubt arose in their hearts.

How could someone at the Soul Sea Realm have such strong momentum?

With a wave of his sleeve, he slapped his palm.

The towering flood carried at least tens of millions of pounds of force as it came crashing down.

And the crest of the wave carried the most terrifying power.

No one could withstand such force head-on. Even a body cultivator at the Soul Sea Realm couldn't block tens of millions of pounds of force.

To deal with this wave, one could only use secret techniques and spells.

But the situation here with Wu Ping was completely overturning their worldview.

The momentum soared into the sky, directly breaking through the waves.

With a casual wave of his palm, accompanied by spiritual power, a huge palm print created a vacuum area in the river.

At this moment, Wu Ping's figure seemed to be rapidly rising in the eyes of the people around him.

Until it broke through the sky.

The sea knows no bounds, the sky is the shore; I am the peak when I climb to the top of the mountain.

What a heroic spirit!

And then, the following palm strike was terrifying.

"Let's go!"

With a cold shout, everyone instantly woke up.

Looking at the two people beside him.

They were holding pens and writing something, but no one knew when they picked them up.

With the power of spiritual energy, Wu Ping led the two into the river.

Wu Qi and Tie Chousheng's eyes turned red.

Especially Tie Chousheng.

He was originally a person with small ambitions, but because of Wu Qi's words, "How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?", he gained the ambition to soar to the sky and dared to commit the massacre of millions.

That battle, with so many Soul Sea Realm experts, the danger was self-evident.

Both of them ended the battle with severe injuries and on the verge of death.

In the end, they couldn't even stand up.

But they were fortunate to obtain the Divine Ability bestowed by heaven.

If it weren't for Wu Qi's words, Tie Chousheng's life would probably have remained the same.

He had always been curious about what Wu Qi's notebook contained.

But Wu Qi never let him see it.

Later, because of the Divine Ability bestowed by heaven, he also learned to prepare pen and paper like Wu Qi.

Now! Now!

Finally, the first sentence was recorded.

The sea knows no bounds, the sky is the shore; I am the peak when I climb to the top of the mountain.

He took off the mask on his mouth, even if Wu Ping didn't need him to do anything.

He wanted to radiate his own light and heat. Never before had a sentence or an event elevated his passion for cultivation to such heights!

As for cultivation, what is cultivation?

Tie Chousheng didn't know that both of his parents were demonic cultivators, and his sister was also cultivating within the Seven Blood Sect.

From the moment he was born, his parents told him to cultivate immortality, to have a long life, become an immortal, for himself and for his family.

But with so many cultivators, how many of them truly achieve longevity?

Is cultivating immortality really joyful?

Tie Chousheng is uncertain.

Perhaps killing, slaughtering, or finding pleasure in battles is all there is to it.

But today, because of Wu Ping's words, "The sea knows no bounds, the sky is my shore; I am the peak when I reach the summit of the mountain," Tie Chousheng found joy in cultivating immortality.

Perhaps being the shore, being the peak, and experiencing the scenery from high above is truly rewarding!

In this moment, he yearned for it.

"Martial Master, I will lend you a hand. Three Calamities of Silence, unleash the killing intent, overturn the river!!!"

Tie Chousheng almost shouted in a roaring manner.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The river water instantly churned, as if countless invisible blades, Law Weapons, were present. In that moment, numerous aquatic beasts were torn apart.

The river water was instantly dyed in an indelible blood color.

"Hahahaha!"

Laughter echoed.

Tie Chousheng understood.

Those who witnessed this scene cursed him in their hearts, calling him a madman. Everyone else was preserving their strength, hiding and avoiding, but this person directly initiated a massacre.

Even if it meant suffering backlash, he didn't hesitate.

If this isn't madness, then what is?

How should he proceed on the path ahead?

Wu Ping turned around and softly said, "That's enough."

Tie Chousheng's efforts were enough.

At least Wu Ping saw it.

As for the continuous onslaught of aquatic beasts?

Sorry, he didn't like dodging!

And these beasts weren't worthy of him dodging either.

When showing off, one must go big.

As mentioned earlier, the Thousand Soul Banner can be used as a Spiritual Weapon, but the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is just a thread, a tiny chance to become a Treasure Weapon. It is even said to be a legend, as no one has successfully refined the Soul Refining Flag into a Treasure Weapon.

Because the cost is too great and the success rate is too low.

Not worth it.

And although the ferocious souls are terrifying, once they reach a higher realm, they are not useful against enemies of higher realms.

But those are just ordinary living souls.

I ask, if the Soul Refining Flag is made from the refining of level two, three, and four zombies, will it be promoted to a Treasure Weapon?

The answer is yes.

And today, Wu Ping will make the name of the Soul Refining Flag resound.

Isn't it just the Beast Sea tactic?

Wu Ping can do it too.

A faint light flashes in his hand.

With a gentle shake, the Soul Refining Flag expands with the wind.

With one shake, the wind gathers, with two shakes, the rain comes, with three shakes, hell opens.

Raindrops fall from the sky.

Someone touches their cheek and looks in front of them, only to find blood rain!

The next moment,

"Roar!"

With a roar, Bo Gang, who had just left the stage, reappears.

Countless ferocious souls surge out from the rolling black mist behind him.

The river beasts blocking the way in front of them are torn to pieces with just one encounter.

These river beasts are not strong, but there are many of them, and they are relentless.

But now, those ferocious souls and evil spirits have directly formed an ice-breaking army. What river beasts?

Just trash.

Tie Chousheng, who has recovered from his injuries, is stunned.

These... these are all living souls!???

His worldview has been refreshed.

There are big fish rolling in the river.

At first glance, he thought they were ferocious beasts in the water.

But the resentment and evil aura on their bodies made him have to believe that they are also living souls!

Wu Qi stands beside him.

Tie Chousheng picks up a pen and writes.

[Fish! Fish! Fish! Fish really have living souls!!!]

"Rare things are often seen as strange. I knew about this situation a long time ago. I've told you before, don't hastily define someone's species. Just because you say he's a fish, does that mean he's a fish?"

Tie Chousheng's expression was somewhat complicated.

[What is this...?]

Wu Qi: "Who knows."

"But if you have nothing else to do, sit up. We're about to reach the gate, and there will be a fierce battle. You and I agreed to clear the way, but now we're enjoying convenience. I feel guilty in my heart."

Tie Chousheng stood up.

His eyes were like torches.

With a flick of his hand, a Spiritual Weapon, a blood droplet, appeared.

With a gentle shake, the blood droplet spun, emitting a continuous sizzling sound.

[Then let's kill!]

His note flew in front of Wu Qi.

"I had the same intention."

Those who saw this scene were stunned.

Their reactions were similar to Tie Chousheng's.

First, they questioned these living souls.

Then they questioned their own eyes and common sense.

"What kind of race are these living souls? Why are they so ferocious?"

"It seems to be a different kind of human race, but I don't remember any different kind of human race being so ferocious!"

...0 requests for flowers...

"The terrifying living souls of a different kind of human race have forcefully pushed the Soul Refining Flag, a Law Weapon, to a height that doesn't belong to them! Who exactly is this Wu Ping!?"

"These are tens of thousands of living souls. One in a hundred miles. He must have killed millions of different kind of human races...…………………"

"If Wu Ping is really a Soul Builder, how many people has he killed? Eight million, nine million, or ten million?"

Everyone shivered.

They didn't dare to think, let alone say.

Most of these living souls were on par with the Soul Ascension Realm, and there were many fierce souls and evil beasts comparable to the Soul Sea.

But they were not ordinary people.

Although they were shocked, they couldn't figure out where Wu Ping had slaughtered so many living souls.

The basin of the Heaven Connecting River is too vast, comparable to the islands and even continents of nations.

Although the battles everywhere are intense, none of them can compare to the excitement here.

All of this is because of that person here.

The name Wu Ping will also accompany today's entrance assessment, resounding throughout the Seven Blood Sect.

Just like during the Blood Rain Sect.

Wu Ping looked up under the gate.

It was over a thousand zhang high.

Various ferocious beasts were lurking on the gate.

Talented individuals kept arriving below.

Seeing that Wu Ping not only arrived first under this gate, but also brought two people with him, these so-called talented individuals were stunned.

Could this person be crazy!?

Climbing a thousand zhang gate alone is not enough, he also wants to bring people?

You should know that on top of this gate, there are not only ferocious beasts blocking the way, but also formations enhancing their strength. Taking one step down is like carrying a thousand catties.

It's completely impossible to bring people up!

It would be good enough to secure a good ranking for oneself.

At the same time, some people probably guessed Wu Ping's thoughts.

"This person is greedy. He wants to pick twenty Flower Reds alone, and he even wants to bring people up. Three people picking sixty Flower Reds, he's really dreaming!"

"He probably sees us as useless and talentless people. He's so arrogant!"

"Hmph, I want to see how he'll go up later."

"Don't let me catch an opportunity, otherwise I won't mind adding insult to injury."

For them, bringing people up might be an impossible dream.

But for Wu Ping, it's just a matter of taking a few more steps. One Flower Red can be exchanged for a thousand points, so Tie Chousheng and Wu Qi can each earn him nineteen Flower Reds!

Wu Ping will naturally do such a thing!

It's just a casual act!

He turned his head and looked at the two people. "Don't do anything next, trust me, hold on to me tightly. After going up, use your fastest speed to pick twenty Flower Reds each."

Perhaps the two of them had doubts before.

But now, they can be said to be Wu Ping's most loyal followers, or they have put themselves in the position of witnesses.

They both nodded.

Above the gate,

Lin Qianli and Lin Wanli arrived at some point.

Looking down at Wu Ping and the other two.

Lin Qianli said, "This kid you're watching is indeed extraordinary. Not only is his cultivation solid and terrifying, but he also excels in both physical and spiritual training. Even I didn't reach this level back then, but his ambition is too great."

"Bringing two people to pick sixty flowers is unlikely. If it were just him, I believe he could definitely get first place. But now..."

Lin Wanli shook his head, "Second brother, you don't understand. He's a very interesting person. I believe in him. At least, everything he does is carefully considered."

"Wanli, you're still as stubborn as ever, just like your eldest brother Baili. There is a formation on this gate, and one person can exert up to a hundred times the pressure. With him bringing two people, it's like he has to withstand three hundred times the pressure."

"Yes, he's just a small cultivator in the Soul Sea Realm. With three hundred times the pressure, it's already impressive if he can make it up here. Wanting to pick the red flower is impossible."

"Yes, I admit that Wu Ping's physical strength is truly terrifying. He can easily overpower these disciples, even surpassing many personal disciples. But three hundred times is not something we, the older generation, have high hopes for."

"Why are you arguing? None of you have faith in my disciple, but I have faith in him. Come on, let's bet on his performance!"

Ouyang Zhongmo walked up.

Seeing his determination, everyone started placing bets.

Ouyang Zhongmo also had some doubts in his heart.

My precious disciple, you have to prove yourself for your master.

Don't let me lose, winning or losing is not important, but losing face is.

Seeing his enthusiasm, Lin Wanli poured cold water on him, "Sorry, Senior Ouyang, I told Wu Ping earlier to avoid contact with you. After all, your reputation isn't very good. If you want to take him as your disciple later, I think he will refuse."

It was like a bolt from the blue in Ouyang Zhongmo's mind.

Wu Ping below moved.

But instead of going straight up, he crouched down slightly and exerted force. Boom!

In one step, he reached a hundred meters behind a genius from the Demon Gate.

He had heard all the previous words.

He snorted coldly.

"You want to kick me while I'm down!?"

As Wu Ping spoke, he kicked the man's back with terrifying force, crushing him to pieces, blood and flesh scattering.

Revenge is not delayed overnight. This is Wu Ping's basic principle.

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