Starting From A Fisherman To Cultivate Immortality And Live Forever

Chapter 87: Dao Lord, spare me!

Su Ping returned safely to the Lin Yue Manor.

On the way back, he encountered many migrating caravans and saw tens of thousands of people outside Jin Feng City collectively mourning their loved ones who died in the attack by the demonic beasts.

The funeral procession stretched for ten miles, with people constantly adding coffins along the way.

Su Ping also encountered what seemed to be bandits hanging on a flagpole in a small town, their bodies dried into jerky.

In addition, Su Ping saw the latest wanted posters at the official road station.

There were many notorious bandits and evil cultivators.

What caught Su Ping's attention was that among the new evil cultivators, there was a Qi Refining Grand Perfection cultivator!

This person was the patriarch of a small family. Su Ping didn't know when he had become an evil cultivator. Originally only at the late stage of Qi Refining, he killed the elder of the family who was at the Qi Refining Grand Perfection stage and performed a blood sacrifice on the entire clan before fleeing the scene!

The evaluation of this patriarch on the wanted list had reached the level of a Qi Refining Grand Perfection cultivator!

Furthermore, Su Ping discovered an evil aura in a valley.

The evil aura was formless and could possess the characteristics of strange contamination in the surrounding environment of the cultivation world.

The evil aura in that valley had possessed a broad-leaved tree, contaminating the grass and trees within a hundred meters.

When Su Ping saw the other party, he felt a trace of evil energy attacking him, causing the defensive artifact on his body to heat up as a warning.

Although Su Ping speculated that the evil-warding and evil-punishing stone lion in the pot-like cave could restrain the evil aura, he didn't plan to experiment with it now. So Su Ping quickly retreated and found a wandering cultivator to pass on the information to the local city lord's mansion.

Dealing with the evil aura was best left to professionals from the immortal sect!

After a round trip from Jin Yun Mountain, it was soon time for the fishing spot to refresh.

Su Ping also began to prepare to set off again for Xuan Gui Island.

Before that, Su Ping thought about the various tragedies he had seen on the way and decided to inspect the hidden dangers in Jin Que City.

Su Ping summoned the spirit mice Xiao Bai and Xiao Hui, closed his eyes, and connected with the mice scattered throughout Jin Que City's territory. He silently read their memory fragments and compared them with the information provided by the city lord's mansion and the Ji family.

Before long, Su Ping noticed an anomaly.

Even now, Jin Que City was still a rural area compared to the towns. People from the towns would come to Jin Que City, even the small landlords who were reluctant to leave their fields, to work or farm.

Everyone wanted to stay in the city, just in case something happened, so they could leave a bloodline for their family.

But Su Ping discovered that there was a village that had been there for a long time, and not a single person had migrated out.

Even in the past few days, there had been no one coming or going, which was already abnormal.

"I hope it's not an evil aura!" Su Ping muttered and started heading towards the place called Bai Family Village along the way.

Bai Family Village was close to the official road and the surrounding area belonged to the village master, with thousands of acres of farmland.

In addition, Bai Family Village also had a logging site and a wood processing plant.

In the information of Jinque City, the owner of Baijiazhuang is considered a recognized local gentry by them.

However, since Su Ping took office as the inspector, the owner of Baijiazhuang has never come to Jinque City again, and has been publicly claiming to be seriously ill.

Recalling this information, Su Ping climbed up a nearby hill and looked at the village.

He found that there was no evil aura in the field of vision of Ling Shu Xiaobai and Xiaohui.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If it's not an evil spirit, then it's easier to deal with.

With his current abilities, he should be able to handle the enemies in this mortal realm, right?

That's what he thought.

However, Su Ping still sensed that something was wrong.

The entire village seemed deserted, with no signs of human presence.

There were no people in the fields, no one in the woods, and it seemed that there was no one in the village!

Su Ping thought for a moment and, to be safe, took out the Memory Wand.

The 12-hour cooldown had long been completed, and as Su Ping raised the Memory Wand and gently shook it forward!

He didn't choose to play the role himself.

The memory illusion of the White Crane Boy without wings appeared in front of Su Ping, with lifeless eyes looking at Su Ping like a hidden world in a pot.

Su Ping felt the connection between the real illusion and himself.

After trying to manipulate it, it was indeed like playing a first-person perspective game. The illusion of the White Crane Boy began to move under Su Ping's control and walked towards the gate of Baijiazhuang.

The White Crane Boy arrived at the closed gate and pushed it open directly with both hands.

Creak!

The gate was not locked and slowly opened. The White Crane Boy, as an illusion, controlled by Su Ping, walked in without any fear.

As soon as he entered, he found that the main gate of the ancestral hall was also open.

And faintly, he could hear the sound of a woman singing opera inside.

It seemed that the owner of the house was leisurely watching the opera inside.

The White Crane Boy walked into the main hall fearlessly.

Immediately, he felt a shock in his body.

Su Ping, with the vision of the White Crane Boy, immediately realized that there was at least a camouflage formation set up in the main hall!

Inside the main hall, dozens of charming female actors were singing sad operas on small stages arranged on both sides.

In the center of the main seat, a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard was staring at the White Crane Boy who walked in with a hint of malice.

"You are the reinforcements invited by the inspector of Jinque City, right!"

"That guy actually sent a cultivator whose cultivation level I can't see. It seems that he has discovered my little trick."

"But it doesn't matter, this body is about to break down, and I'm ready to change to a new one."

"It's bold of you to come here like this. It's beyond my expectations. I thought I would have to put on a show to let you in!"

It seemed to be a middle-aged man slowly getting up, the master of Baijiazhuang.

At the same time, the female performers on both sides also stopped their movements and singing.

The atmosphere became heavy and eerie.

The next second!

The middle-aged man who had fallen into the trap, the White Crane Boy, showed no fear or impulsive behavior, but instead let out a cold snort.

Suddenly, the female performers on both sides split open from their heads, and after the human skin came off, they revealed paper figures made entirely of paper!

These paper figures, covered in human skin, could disguise themselves as living beings!

Su Ping instantly understood what the middle-aged man was.

"A rogue cultivator who practices the art of paper figures and skin-peeling pupae!"

"No, this guy's cultivation far surpasses that of an ordinary rogue cultivator. I'm afraid he has also dabbled in other evil cultivation techniques!"

"It seems that this guy has secretly used the blood sacrifice of everyone in Baijiazhuang!"

Su Ping understood the cause and effect. He immediately took out a heavy sniper rifle and aimed it at Baijiazhuang.

"When dealing with evil demons, there's no need to talk about the rules of the martial world!"

Su Ping pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the sniper rifle instantly spewed flames, shooting out one armor-piercing bullet after another.

Inside Baijiazhuang.

The middle-aged man saw the paper figures surrounding the White Crane Boy, and several of them even grabbed his limbs.

He felt that this time, he could peel the skin off a disciple of an outer sect of a sect!

He heard the piercing sound of a broken window.

At the same time, he found that half of his body was separated from him with a loud bang!

"There's a cultivator attacking from outside!"

The middle-aged man suddenly realized why the cultivator, who seemed foolish, came without any other actions.

He suddenly discovered that the cultivator surrounded by the paper figures had disappeared!

Before he could think of anything else, the remaining parts of his body and his head shattered and fell to the ground.

But no blood flowed out. Apart from the shattered human skin, only small pieces of paper remained on the ground.

"This guy is ruthless, he turned himself into a paper figure?"

"If I hadn't been cautious and specifically come to take a look, this guy might have escaped to another realm and continued to live freely!"

"No, this guy deliberately exposed his flaws. What a cunning guy! He's targeting me!"

"If they send rogue cultivators over, it would be a farewell gift for the other party!"

When Su Ping shattered the outer wall of the mansion with the heavy sniper rifle, he also broke the formation. Through the sniper scope and the vision of the rats rushing in, he could see the scene inside.

He found that after losing the middle-aged man, all the paper figures froze in place.

Even when the rats gnawed on them, there was no reaction.

Su Ping had the spirit rats, Xiao Bai and Xiao Hui, investigate. After finding a storage bag that should belong to the rogue cultivator, they didn't find anything else. It seemed that the people who were originally in the mansion had long since disappeared.

Su Ping didn't dwell on it and chose to set fire directly.

He let the flames burn all the paper figures and the remaining scraps.

Under the flames, Su Ping heard a wave of grievances coming from the fire.

Then, a paper figure with blood-colored patterns all over its body suddenly rushed out of the flames and knelt down in front of Su Ping, who had been standing a kilometer away the whole time.

"Please spare me, Daoist!"

"I have the secret technique of paper figures, I can achieve eternal bliss!"

Bang!

Su Ping couldn't stand the words "eternal bliss" and "immortality" from evil cultivators, so he directly shot and shattered the paper figure's head.

The paper figure shook for a moment and seemed to turn back into an ordinary paper figure, falling to the ground.

Su Ping frowned slightly. These strange techniques may not be powerful, but they are peculiar and tenacious.

He sighed and took out several Molotov cocktails, throwing them with force!

With a loud bang, the Molotov cocktails exploded, and the flames, enhanced by the added ingredients, completely ignited the paper figures on the ground and in the fire.

This time, the paper figures truly turned into ashes.

Afterward, Su Ping looked at the pile of ashes and with a thought, he had the rats throw all the ashes into the nearby creek.

Only then did Su Ping relax and turn around to head to Xuanturtle Island.

A few days later.

Xuanturtle Island welcomed its loyal angler.

The islanders saw the immortal master entering the center of the island with his afterimage once again.

[The current fishing spot has accumulated a total of fishing attempts: (140/200)]

Su Ping, dressed as an angler, sat by the Heavenly Lake and nodded slightly when he saw the number of fishing attempts.

It wasn't completely filled, nor was it only half refreshed.

This result was acceptable.

As Su Ping set up his fishing spot and took out the Spirit Rice Wine, the fishing officially began...

The second-tier fishing spot required more fishing time.

When dawn arrived, Su Ping stood up and looked towards the fishing warehouse.

This time, he caught 80 small Flowing Pattern Fish and 60 large Flowing Pattern Fish.

It was a bit regrettable that he didn't catch any special products.

Su Ping was still curious about what the juvenile Xuanturtle looked like.

When it grew up, could it carry him on the sea like a ship?

With a divine beast Xuanturtle as a mount, who would still take a boat!

Sometimes, the update of the revised version may be delayed a bit, but I will try my best to ensure that it is updated every day around 5 PM and 11 PM.

(End of this chapter)