Chapter 187: Refusing the Nephew's Request

Although they hated to move their eyes away, their ears were very sharp; hearing their mother's words, even though they were extremely reluctant, they both lifted their heads to look at Wang Ping.

Regarding Yue'er's fierce reaction, Wang Ping was somewhat surprised; it's just two nine-pattern dharma treasures, why such a fuss!

But he quickly realized what it was; then he smiled wryly, in the Land of Reincarnation he had seen only complete sets of ten-pattern dharma treasures and spirit armor, and without realizing it, his standards had risen.

But he forgot that in the Spirit Realm, let alone ten-pattern dharma treasures, even seven-pattern dharma treasures are rare. Producing two nine-pattern dharma treasures like this, no wonder Yue'er is so excited.

Seeing the way his two nephews looked at him, Wang Ping wanted to laugh; he turned to Yue'er and said, "Sister, just let them keep these! These are all the spoils from slaying Huo Yunzi; I have no use for them myself, they're perfect for them to use for self-defense!"

Upon hearing this, Yue'er suddenly realized her younger brother was now vastly different; he had slain a late Golden Core cultivator, so surely two nine-pattern dharma treasures meant nothing to him. Thinking this, she gestured for the two to accept these items.

Wang Jun and Wang Ze were overjoyed; they immediately thanked their uncle with excited faces.

Afterwards, after another round of greetings, finally Wang Jun and Wang Ze exchanged a glance, then together approached Wang Ping, bowed and said, "We earnestly ask our uncle to save our branch!"

Wang Ping smiled faintly and asked, "You two have both reached Foundation Establishment; as far as I know, the Wang Clan has only five Foundation Establishment cultivators total. With you two here, how could you still be wronged!"

Wang Jun's face turned grave, his voice heavy as he said, "Uncle, you may not know, but the Wang Clan is about to split into two factions. The direct line, previously, because we two were watching over them, they could still hold their own against us. But now, a Foundation Establishment cultivator of the direct line has attached himself to a Golden Core cultivator, gaining considerable resources. Soon, the clan may give birth to two or three more Foundation Establishment cultivators, and none of them will be from our branch."

Having said that, Wang Ping understood, but he didn't care about this matter; he had no interest in how the Wang Clan fared. In the entire clan, only Yue'er before him could evoke any concern in him; others, including the Wang Jun brothers, held no weight in his heart.

Those two nine-pattern dharma treasures might make the two think their uncle cares for them, but in fact they're just something Wang Ping casually produced!

So Wang Ping directly shook his head and said, "I don't wish to involve myself in Wang Clan affairs; I'll stay here these few days to keep Yue'er company. If you have any doubts about your cultivation, come find me for clarification."

Wang Ze and Wang Jun felt a bit anxious, but Wang Ping's aura was now fully formed—having slain Golden Core cultivators, debated ancient versus modern, and fought numerous geniuses in great battles, nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators had died by his hand; all these combined gave Wang Ping his own formidable presence.

He merely glanced lightly at the two; even though Wang Jun and Wang Ze were senior Foundation Establishment cultivators, their hearts involuntarily trembled, and they dared not speak again.

Meanwhile, a hint of shock arose in their hearts; the reputation of a heaven-defying prodigy was indeed well-deserved—just a single glance from him filled them with dread.

Seeing this, Yue'er first had her two sons withdraw, then she spoke some apologetic words to Wang Ping; Wang Ping gestured that sister need not mind, and he began to say:

"Yue'er, I have no interest in Wang Clan affairs; why don't you bring my two nephews to live on Cloudnet Mountain? My Longevity Peak is vast and sits atop a third-grade spirit vein; cultivating there, Yue'er might even have a chance to form a golden core in this lifetime."

Yue'er was naturally tempted, but finally she shook her head and said to Wang Ping, "Brother! The family once failed you, and you've been away for many years, feeling no affection for the Wang Clan; I understand that, but this place is my home, my roots—I will not leave!"

Seeing this, Wang Ping ceased persuading; he knew their views differed, and on this matter there would be great disagreement.

Afterwards, Yue'er had people prepare a table of food, and the two chatted and laughed for a long time.

Next, Wang Ping borrowed an alchemy room from Yue'er; he intended to refine a longevity pill, and by adding his own blood, he could produce a longevity pill that increases lifespan by fifty years!

With this pill, Yue'er would have the chance to attempt breakthrough to Foundation Establishment again.

Three days later, Wang Ping walked out of the alchemy room with a smile, about to leave, when three Foundation Establishment cultivators appeared before him!

"Wang Ping! It's really you! Since you've returned to the clan, why didn't you notify us!"

Among the three, the eldest-looking one laughed heartily and greeted Wang Ping from afar!

Wang Ping glanced at them indifferently, calmly asking, "Who are you?"

The three's steps paused slightly, then they continued as if nothing had happened; the middle cultivator smiled and said, "I am Wang Sheng! Wang Ping, you surely haven't forgotten me, have you!"

Wang Ping's eyes were calm; he calmly said, "Sorry, I don't remember!"

Er!

Wang Sheng was choked up, his face fell, and he also stopped his steps.

Wang Ping truly didn't remember, but Wang Sheng thought he was being insulted.

For a moment, the scene became somewhat awkward.

Fortunately, a nearby Foundation Establishment cultivator cupped his hands and said, "I am Wang Yue, I have met Fellow Daoist Wang Ping!"

Another nearby Foundation Establishment cultivator added, "I am Wang Chong, I have met Fellow Daoist Wang Ping!"

Wang Ping nodded, saw no need for pleasantries, and was about to leave when Wang Sheng directly shouted:

"Wang Ping, after not returning to the clan for so many years, now you're back here. Shouldn't you pay a visit to the clan members?"

A flicker of impatience immediately appeared on Wang Ping's face; his cold eyes fixed on the three, an oppressive aura forced them to retreat three steps repeatedly, and what chilled them most was the killing intent in his gaze, which sent a shiver down their spines.

They had killed before, but never with such intense killing intent.

Wang Ping looked at the three in their disheveled state and coldly said, "The past is the past; I have no desire to pursue it, and you'd better not bother me!"

Having said that, he turned and left!

Wang Sheng's face turned ashen; only after Wang Ping left did he angrily say, "He's too arrogant!"

Wang Yue gave a wry smile and said, "Clan Chief, Wang Ping is different from the Wang Ze brothers; he has now perfected Foundation Establishment and possesses the achievement of slaying a Golden Core cultivator—we shouldn't have treated him with that attitude just now!"

Wang Sheng naturally knew these things, but thinking back to how Wang Ping was merely a low-grade Spirit Root cultivator, inferior to him, yet now he has progressed farther on the path of longevity than he has, a tinge of jealousy inevitably arose in his heart.

Wang Yue and the other exchanged a glance, their eyes holding some unfathomable meaning; perhaps the clan's performance today contains a hint of jealousy, but who knows if he didn't do it on purpose!

And the two also guessed some of the reasons prompting him to act this way!

Perhaps it's the treasure discovered in the spirit vein! Now the three can suppress the two Wang Clan brothers, but if Wang Ping joins in, even if they had ten more Foundation Establishment cultivators, they'd likely still be unable to suppress him!