Chapter 100: Formation Disk Blew Up

A Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator made Wang Ping's face turn solemn; a cultivator of this level, unless he possessed a top-grade magic treasure on his person, could barely offset the difference of one thousand drops of spirit liquid.

Compared to Wang Ping's solemnity, Duobao Gongzi was not particularly interested in this newly appeared Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But he was extremely interested in what he said, and following his words he asked: "Why?"

That Foundation Establishment cultivator glanced lightly at Wang Ping, and smiling at Duobao Gongzi he said:

"I, Xigong Xun, have met Duobao Gongzi before in the Western Palace; Young Master, you are largely unaware, but ten years ago he could be said to have fame shaking the Western Reaches! In the cultivation world, only his name is heard, his face never seen!",

Ten years ago?

Duobao Gongzi lowered his head, pondered for a moment, his eyes gradually brightening, excitedly he asked: "Could it be that artifact refiner, unmatched in combat, acclaimed as the number one person of the Western Reaches, Lan Ming?"

Xigong Xun smiled faintly, replying: "Exactly, the Western Reaches cultivation world has long thought him dead; who would have thought that ten years later, artifact refiner Lan Ming is not only alive, but has successfully reached Foundation Establishment."

Wang Ping concealed all his emotions, turning his gaze toward the Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator Xigong Xun. The Diamond Polishing in his mind was already primed and ready.

Wang Ping had his own reasons for not looking at Duobao Gongzi.

Being respectfully addressed as Duobao Gongzi by a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator shows how many treasures he must possess.

Therefore, the highest-level cultivator, Xigong Xun, might be the easiest to break through.

At worst he could fully unleash the Azure Light Flash, instantly escaping this place.

Duobao Gongzi turned his gaze to Wang Ping, excitedly asking: "Lan Ming Fellow Daoist, may we exchange a few moves? Whether in artifact refining or sparring?"

Wang Ping directly shook his head and refused; hearing this, Xigong Xun's smile faded, his face turned cold as he said: "Lan Ming little friend, you had better agree!"

Having said that, he released an unmasked aura.

Wang Ping pretended to be shaken back several meters, looking shocked, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Foundation Establishment Late Stage!"

"Since you know, little friend, Duobao Gongzi being interested, you should accompany him in a bout; otherwise, leaving won't be easy!" Xigong Xun didn't even glance at Wang Ping, speaking in an indifferent tone.

Duobao Gongzi, somewhat displeased, glanced at Xigong Xun, then turned to Wang Ping and said: "Since Lan Ming Fellow Daoist declines, let's temporarily set this aside; we'll fight another day, how about that?"

Duobao Gongzi's action made Wang Ping give him another look; he immediately nodded, then turned and headed deeper without looking back.

Xigong Xun stood there somewhat embarrassed, originally intending to do Duobao Gongzi a favor to later gain entry into his faction, but unexpectedly he was rejected.

Instantly a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes; however, as a loose cultivator who had reached Foundation Establishment Late Stage after countless battles and hardships, he naturally would not show such feelings.

Not even a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face; he gave Duobao Gongzi a slight smile, turned and left.

Damn!

What damned Duobao Gongzi, a complete idiot.

The departing Xigong Xun kept muttering curses under his breath, his attempt to curry favor was completely like casting flirtatious glances at a blind man.

Forget it; since Duobao Gongzi dislikes it, I'll look elsewhere. For my breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Late Stage I have paid too great a price; I absolutely refuse to just grow old and die here.

He has already condensed one thousand two hundred drops of spirit liquid; he only needs another ninety drops to reach Foundation Establishment Great Completion.

At that point he will possess one hundred twenty‑nine thousand strands of spirit power; although not reaching the ultimate limit where no further increase is possible, he will have the possibility of condensing a pill.

Unfortunately, condensing these final ninety drops is too difficult; otherwise he would not have tried to curry favor with Duobao Gongzi as a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator and still come away empty‑handed.

The more Xigong Xun thought about it, the angrier he became; murderous light flickered in his eyes, several times he wanted to turn back, but in the end he suppressed that thought.

Duobao Gongzi is someone he cannot afford to provoke; his background is too terrifying, even if he himself might not be able to kill him.

Then let's kill Lan Ming to vent our anger! Slaughtering a genius feels really great.

Since stepping onto the path of cultivation, he doesn't know how many people he has killed; he has long been indifferent to life.

But if he could slay a cultivation genius, perhaps it could slightly thaw his heart, which has long been frozen and dead.

Once Xigong Xun made up his mind, he hesitated no longer; he immediately reversed direction and pursued Lan Ming.

He originally thought he would catch up to Lan Ming quickly, but after an hour, Xigong Xun stood on a rock the height of a person, his face dark as iron.

After failing to catch up for a long time, he realized he had been played; that brat very likely changed direction immediately after disappearing.

This made him so angry he wanted to go berserk; a mere Foundation Establishment Early Stage junior dared to toy with him like this.

Boom! The rock beneath his feet became his outlet for venting.

After the smoke and dust cleared, there was no trace of Xigong Xun left on the spot.

Meanwhile, Wang Ping flew toward Tie Lanshan with a calm expression.

He is no longer the Qi Cultivation minor cultivator who dared not raise his cultivation for fear of exposing his secret.

After more than twenty years of cultivation, having successfully entered Foundation Establishment, he now possesses the ability to flee even when facing a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator.

From entering the inner region to now, two hours have passed; Wang Ping has only traveled about a hundred miles.

This is not because he walks slowly, but because the terrain forces him to do so; sometimes the front looks clearly harmless, yet his divine sense goes wild with warnings. Wang Ping simply tried a small stone, a red light flashed, and the stone vaporized directly!

Shocked, Wang Ping retreated a li; there the formation patterns were clearly etched—this is the kind of formation pattern that can be drawn without using formation materials, by directly borrowing heaven and earth spirit qi, achieved only after deep study of formations.

These formation patterns somewhat resemble the treasure patterns on magical artifacts; Wang Ping constantly compared the formation patterns with the treasure patterns recorded in the introductory text on artifact refining, discovering their similarities.

Unfortunately, the formation patterns flashed by too quickly, accompanied by formation light, so he couldn't see them clearly.

Thus he threw another stone; this time the formation patterns flashed again, but the area covered was much larger.

Seeing this, Wang Ping dared not try again.

After making a large detour, he walked forward another ten li.

At this moment, White Snow suddenly flew out.

Humming!

"You mean you sensed the owner of that aura nearby!"

Humming humming humming!

Seeing White Snow rapidly flapping its wings, Wang Ping knew his guess was correct.

Before him stood three mountain peaks; he didn't know which one it was, for the formation patterns here are too numerous, and White Snow cannot sense the exact location.

Seeing the little creature looking fatigued, Wang Ping felt a pang of pity and immediately let it return to its cage to rest.

He then took out the Formation Disk, placed a spirit stone inside, the Formation Disk activated; he attempted to set it to locate Tie Lanshan, but found the Formation Disk's light flashing continuously, unable to lock on.

He approached the three mountain peaks in turn, and found that none of them responded.

Perhaps the problem is that the energy isn't sufficient; Wang Ping gazed at the formation plate in his hand and muttered.

This time he didn't use spirit stones, but instead instantly poured three drops of spirit liquid into the formation plate—equivalent to three hundred strands of spirit power, the amount of ten low-grade spirit stones.

Hum!

The formation plate, which had always been silent, actually emitted a roaring sound from within; immediately, the black-brown metal formation plate turned red and scorching hot.

The formation plate emitted a beam of light that was a full one zhang in size!

Bang!

With a bang, Wang Ping was dumbfounded! How did it explode? At least give me the location info!

「Is that Fellow Daoist Lanming? 」

Just as Wang Ping was scratching his head, Tie Lanshan's voice suddenly sounded!