Chapter 1025: Slaying the Earth Immortal, the Harvest

He Pingsheng's heavy punch sent that Earth Immortal straight into the ground.

However, a sweep of his spiritual sense revealed that the Deacon Elder was still not dead.

Damn it!

Earth Immortals are truly tenacious!

"Die... for me..."

Without a moment's hesitation, He Pingsheng pulled out the Primordial Purple Jin Gun again and thrust it violently toward the Deacon Elder buried underground.

Yet!

The next moment, the Deacon Elder opened his mouth and spat out a pure white ice bead.

The ice bead was small, looking about the size of a date, yet it expanded into a white barrier.

The barrier was extremely formidable; no matter how hard He Pingsheng tried, the Primordial Purple Jin Gun in his hand could not pierce through.

Boom—

A massive explosion of energy erupted, blasting away several zhang of ground.

The Earth Immortal climbed out from the ground, panting heavily: "He Pingsheng... that was just me being careless!"

"I..."

"I still have many immortal arts I haven't used!"

"If I had used an immortal art, you would surely be dead!"

"Die... for me..."

The Deacon Elder shouted, his hands forming seals. One after another, incantations flowed from his hands, and a thick, massive ice-attribute aura rushed toward He Pingsheng.

In an instant, the world around them became a vast expanse of white, with ice and snow dancing in the air.

Amidst this vast blizzard, countless ice spikes formed and flew toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng had nowhere to hide!

He could only dance his rod so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass through, shattering the incoming ice spikes.

Unfortunately, he could not defend against them completely.

Many ice spikes still pierced through his defense and stabbed into He Pingsheng's body.

Thanks to He Pingsheng cultivating the Chaos Golden Scripture, his body's toughness and resilience far exceeded that of ordinary immortals; even so, his entire body was still riddled with many bloody holes.

Golden blood covered his entire skin.

He Pingsheng had effectively become a golden man.

"Slash..." Although He Pingsheng had suffered some superficial wounds, he grew braver with every fight.

He controlled his flying sword with his spiritual sense, his internal fire-attribute immortal essence surging out. The flying sword instantly transformed back to a hundred-zhang size and slashed toward the Deacon Elder.

He had expected a grueling battle, but He Pingsheng never imagined that this single strike would directly slay the Deacon Elder.

The fellow hadn't even managed to manifest his defense.

Watching a transparent soul wobble out from the slain shell, He Pingsheng was filled with disbelief.

So this guy was already at the end of his rope!

"He Pingsheng..." The soul was being drawn away by a special suction force, but he was unwilling to accept this, cursing at He Pingsheng: "If I hadn't been careless and failed to use an immortal art at the start, you would have died long ago!"

"You would have died long ago... I hate this... I hate it..."

He Pingsheng smiled faintly and said: "That was just your delusion!"

With that, the Deacon Elder's nearly transparent soul was sucked away by a black wind and vanished in an instant.

He Pingsheng's current ability was only enough to slay the Deacon Elder; he could not completely destroy his soul.

There was no help for it; the man still had to undergo reincarnation.

As for why the fellow stopped defending at the end and was slain by He Pingsheng's sword, He Pingsheng guessed that either his internal immortal essence was exhausted, or he had been poisoned to the point of losing the ability to resist.

It had to be one of those two reasons!

"..." A ring was collected into He Pingsheng's hand.

Besides the ring, there was also an immortal bone.

Naturally, He Pingsheng would not let the elder's corpse go to waste either.

As for the traces of the fight, He Pingsheng spat out a burst of fire-attribute immortal essence, burning them completely clean.

Whoosh...

Once everything was done, He Pingsheng transformed into a streak of light and continued flying toward Heaven-Connecting Ridge.

During the flight, he swallowed two 【Immortal Spirit Pills】 to replenish the immortal essence he had consumed. At the same time, as the 【Chaos Golden Scripture】 circulated, the superficial wounds on his body slowly healed.

After that battle, the Deacon Elder regretted not using an immortal art earlier, but did He Pingsheng not have his own regrets?

His regret was that ever since he ascended to the Immortal Realm, he had only thought about being able to kill those of the same rank instantly, so he hadn't bothered to cultivate immortal arts, focusing solely on raising his cultivation base.

If he were given another chance, he would definitely cultivate at least one or two immortal arts for self-defense.

After all, he was not lacking in immortal arts.

When his injuries had mostly recovered, He Pingsheng finally had time to extend his spiritual sense into the ring.

The space inside the ring was very large.

The items inside were also dazzling.

Just one look, and He Pingsheng took a deep breath: Damn... as expected of an Earth Immortal; this Earth Immortal is truly wealthy, many times richer than an ordinary outer sect disciple.

Among the items that caught his eye, the most striking were the immortal crystals.

A pile of immortal crystals.

He Pingsheng counted them; there were over two thousand!

Besides the immortal crystals, there were three first-tier immortal weapons, though unfortunately, none were second-tier.

A jade-green flying boat!

Some elixir bottles and materials, as well as various immortal fruits and immortal herbs.

There were also a dozen or so jade slips.

He Pingsheng thought for a moment and immediately took the jade-green flying boat and tossed it casually into the Treasure-Gathering Basin.

Hmm...

Strengthen this thing first!

Clatter...

He Pingsheng then tossed all the items from the ring into the magic treasure space of the Primordial Purple Jin Gun.

Then he placed the space ring into the Treasure-Gathering Basin as well.

He needed a ring too badly.

There was just one thing He Pingsheng didn't understand.

This elder also belonged to the inner sect. According to what Su Muyu said before, an inner sect cultivator received a stipend of ten immortal crystals a month, which was one hundred and twenty a year.

This fellow had lived for tens of thousands of years; surely he should have had millions of immortal crystals?

And it ended up being this little?

Two thousand?

The key was that there weren't even any good things in his ring?

Not even a second-tier immortal weapon!

Where did all those immortal crystals go?

Could it be that he didn't carry them on him and hid them away?

Three days later, the jade-green flying boat was strengthened into two sky-blue flying boats.

Both were palm-sized.

Named 【Floating Cloud Immortal Boat】, they were top-tier among first-tier immortal weapons.

They possessed thirty-six layers of restrictions.

The two flying boats were identical.

Unfortunately, He Pingsheng had no way to refine these flying boats for now, so he couldn't use them.

Another three days later, the ring was also strengthened.

The red ring was strengthened into two black rings.

He Pingsheng took one to look at it.

There were no restrictions on the ring; he only needed to attach a bit of his spiritual sense to use it.

Naturally, this ring had been strengthened into a top-tier item, and the space inside was much larger, a full hundred zhang in radius, enough to store countless items.

The two rings were of the same nature.

Identical!

He Pingsheng discovered a characteristic: ever since the Treasure-Gathering Basin had been used to strengthen items from the Immortal Realm or ninth-tier items from the Spirit Realm, it could only produce two identical items.

It was no longer like before, where one strengthening would yield two different items.

But that didn't matter.

He Pingsheng took out one of the rings and put it on his hand.

Hum, hum, hum...

The next moment, with a thought, the black ring hid itself.

This meant that even if he wore the ring in front of others, they wouldn't be able to see it.

This was good.

Too good!

He Pingsheng moved all the items he had previously placed in the Primordial Purple Jin Gun back into this ring.

Two rings, one on each hand.

Of course, the Treasure-Gathering Basin couldn't stay idle!

He Pingsheng took out the crystal-clear immortal bone and the other few first-tier immortal weapons and tossed them all in to be strengthened slowly. ===== CHAPTER 1026 =====