Chapter 94: Conflict at the Gather Treasure Workshop Entrance

Because the Myriad Peace Mountain Range and the Azure Cloud Mountain Range lie in the same direction, Wang Ping also flew toward the Azure Cloud Mountain Range.

After entering a certain range, he clearly felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had increased slightly.

This change was very subtle; only because his divine sense was strong could he perceive this change.

Wang Ping was greatly surprised in his heart: Has the influence already reached here?

After Wang Ping entered the Myriad Peace Mountain Range, he found that the spiritual energy concentration here had risen a little again.

Looking toward the Azure Cloud Mountain Range, Wang Ping was also very curious about what had happened there.

Could it be a segment similar to the revival of spiritual energy?

Wang Ping couldn't help but recall the novel he had read in his previous life, which was very similar to this situation.

However, curiosity aside, he knew that this matter was absolutely not something he could investigate at present.

Three days later, the edge of the Myriad Peace Mountain Range!

Previously, the Myriad Peace Mountain Range seemed vast to Wang Ping; now, in just three days, he had already crossed the Myriad Peace Mountain Range and arrived at the Gather Treasure Workshop here.

From thirty li away, Wang Ping had already seen a huge market situated at the edge of the Myriad Peace Mountain Range.

Is this the Gather Treasure Workshop?

If he weren't certain of his direction, Wang Ping would have thought he had come to the wrong place!

Formerly, the Gather Treasure Workshop was merely a market with seven or eight streets, appearing rather crude.

Now, looking at it, it actually resembled a small town.

Could it be that frequent clashes among cultivators have caused the Gather Treasure Workshop to flourish?

It is not impossible.

Whoosh!

Wang Ping landed at the entrance of the Gather Treasure Workshop, seeing the line of cultivators stretching a hundred meters long paying spirit stones, and he felt a bit surprised.

Before, entering here required no spirit stones.

However, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he naturally need not queue to pay spirit stones.

Just as Wang Ping had landed, a person came forward from the workshop entrance, respectful yet dignified, inviting Wang Ping to enter the workshop.

But before he could step inside, a fierce voice suddenly sounded from behind:

Get lost!

Wang Ping, facing the entrance, flashed a cold light in his eyes; the imposing aura from behind let him know that the junior cultivator was also a great Foundation Establishment cultivator like him.

Yet this person was actually so arrogant, hearing that voice, it turned out he was riding a demonic beast and charging forward recklessly.

Move aside yet? Do you want to die?

Hmph!

The other party's arrogant attitude made Wang Ping displeased; he turned and let out a cold snort, followed by the release of his overbearing divine sense power!

Boom!

A giant wolf about one zhang tall and ten meters long, while leaping up, suddenly crashed heavily to the ground, shaking the nearby ground as if a minor earthquake had occurred.

Perhaps because it happened too suddenly, the Foundation Establishment cultivator on the wolf's back was also thrown off, and combined with Wang Ping's divine sense suppression, he did not even get up right away.

The nearby Qi Refining cultivators, seeing this, hurriedly dodged to the side, fearing any further ripple might affect them.

Everything happened too fast; only after the wolf landed did everyone realize what had occurred.

The cultivator who had been greeting Wang Ping saw the giant wolf, his pupils contracted, showing fear; he glanced at Wang Ping, opened his mouth a few times, but ultimately said nothing and slowly retreated backward.

Wang Ping's style in action is: if he doesn't move, he doesn't move; once he moves, he gives it his all.

Such people are obviously accustomed to arrogance and domineering behavior; apologies or kind words would likely be useless, and besides, he had no intention of doing that.

Moreover, after breaking through the third willpower limit in the Qi Refining stage, Wang Ping had gained a certain taste of enlightened clarity toward things and people.

So!

Having already made a move, it's best to simply cripple him!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The ground suddenly sprouted eight vines, which at great speed bound that Foundation Establishment cultivator; in the next instant, a three-meter azure giant sword appeared and fiercely slashed toward the neck of the fallen Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The incident happened suddenly. Wang Ping's attack was also fierce and swift.

The surrounding Qi Refining cultivators again gazed at Wang Ping in shock,

This is absolutely a ruthless person, actually wanting to kill the opponent over a mere verbal spat; for a moment they wanted to retreat again.

But from the wolf landing to Wang Ping's strike, it was only a breath's time.

All the cultivators simply did not have that time.

Woo!

At the critical moment, that Foundation Establishment cultivator also came to his senses, wanting to struggle, but the wooden vines produced by the upper-grade wood-system technique from the Qingdi Changsheng Gong could not be broken free from in a single breath!

And he didn't even have half a breath!

Woo!

He let out a despairing woo-woo sound!

At the critical moment, a figure appeared holding a small cauldron suddenly before the azure giant sword.

Clang!

The sharp metallic collision sound stabbed the eardrums of all cultivators with intense pain, and they all covered their ears.

Wang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, intending to raise his sword and strike again!

"Lan Daoist, spare his life beneath the sword!" the sudden voice shouted loudly.

Once again the sharp collision sound rang out; that figure obviously could not bear it either, and involuntarily retreated a few steps.

Another sharp impact sounded, and that figure obviously couldn't bear it either, retreating a few steps involuntarily.

After this delay, the Foundation Establishment cultivator on the ground finally broke free from the vines' entanglement.

As soon as he broke free, he immediately shouted:

"Bai Daoist Friend! Let's join forces and slay this madman!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping finally released all his killing intent; in his mind, the Vajra Pestle trembled slightly, as if about to appear in the world.

"Shut up!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator called Bai Daoist Friend hurriedly shouted.

He then shouted loudly: "Lan Daoist Friend, hold off for now; I have news about Lan Ning Formation Master and others!"

Wang Ping, who was about to unleash the Vajra Pestle, heard this and his movement slowed slightly, but upon seeing the cultivator beside him, a cold smile appeared on his face.

He suddenly formed a seal with his right hand, and in the sky appeared a brown, thick wooden spike about one zhang wide and three zhang long, with a sharp tip.

Then, that huge wood swiftly descended, smashing fiercely toward the giant wolf's head!

Pfft!

The giant wolf's huge head was directly pierced by the sharp wooden spike and then exploded!

Green liquid poured down from the sky!

The entire field fell silent!

"Ah! My white wolf! I will kill you!"

The white wolf was slain, and that cultivator looked like a madman, his eyes bursting with murderous aura, his spiritual power surging; it was clear he was about to strike to settle the matter.

Wang Ping looked at the Bai Daoist Friend who now felt somewhat familiar and said in a calm voice: "Old Bai! This grudge cannot be resolved now!"

Bai Jili gave a wry smile and said: "Fellow Daoist, your strength remains astonishing!"

"I never expected that Old Bai could break the curse that prevents Foundation Establishment at the Qi Refining limit and achieve Foundation Establishment again!"

"Old Bai! Why waste words with him? The two of us will slay him here to avenge my white wolf!"

Bai Jili felt a headache; the cultivator at his side was of great use to him, and if he were killed now, it would be highly inconvenient for his upcoming expedition.

But the grudge over the white wolf's death—sigh—thinking of this, he helplessly sent a mental transmission to that cultivator.

At the same time, to prevent Lan Ming from suddenly launching a killing blow, he also sent a mental transmission to him, informing him of the current situation of Wang Ping, Tie Lanshan, and the others.

Hearing this, Wang Ping's brows knotted tightly—Tie Lanshan, Master Liaoru, and Wang Ye had actually been trapped together in a ruin.

That Old Bai actually planned to go there himself in two days; the cultivator at his side was of great use to him, so it was absolutely impossible to let Wang Ping slay him here.

In response, Wang Ping seized the opportunity to propose a condition: he wanted the formula for the Yuan-Increasing Pill.

Old Bai was suspicious but saw nothing special; he took out a white jade slip from his storage bag and tossed it to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping accepted it, then calmly walked into the market gate; looking at the nearly completely changed Gather Treasure Ward street, he couldn't help but feel a sense of 'things remain, people are gone.'

The street was clean and wide, the shops ornately decorated, and the only thing unchanged was the familiar hawking sounds continuing on!