Chapter 208

In the great hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the lights were brilliant.

A dozen great cultivators sat around He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng sat down as well.

"Do you know Wang Dun?" The one in charge of questioning was still the white-templed cultivator.

He Pingsheng didn't dare to lie: "I do!"

The white-templed cultivator asked, "Did he look for you yesterday?"

He Pingsheng said, "Yes!"

"What did he come to talk to you about?"

He Pingsheng didn't hesitate and said directly, "Because before, Wang Dun had told me that he would take me into the God General Mountain, be responsible for my safety, and take me treasure hunting!"

"But yesterday he found me and suddenly told me he couldn't take me with him anymore!"

"He said he was leaving!"

"Leaving?" The white-templed cultivator nodded: "That's right, he did indeed leave. Did he tell you where he went?"

"No!" He Pingsheng shook his head.

Up to this point, everything He Pingsheng said was the truth, without concealment.

And there were no fluctuations in his psychological state.

"Then... do you know where he went?" the white-templed cultivator asked again.

He Pingsheng shook his head: "Actually, I don't know him very well!"

"Then... how did you two meet, and why did he promise to take you into the God General Mountain and protect you?" Everyone's eyes were fixed on He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng felt slightly nervous.

He took a deep breath, picked up his sleeve to wipe his forehead, and said, "This... I am an alchemist capable of refining second-tier 【Spirit Gathering Pills】, and sometimes I can even refine them to mid-tier quality!"

"Wang Dun heard of my reputation from somewhere, so he came to me to refine pills!"

"I refined three batches of pills for him in total!"

"That's how we met!"

"As for why he promised to take me into the God General Mountain?" He Pingsheng said, "Because he owes me spirit stones!"

The white-templed cultivator said, "Owes you spirit stones?"

"Yes!" He Pingsheng said, "And he was counting on me to help him refine the 【Chaoyuan Pill】 to break through to the Golden Core Stage!"

"Chaoyuan Pill?" The white-templed cultivator laughed right then: "Are you joking? You, a mere second-layer Foundation Establishment cultivator, can refine third-tier pills?"

He Pingsheng said, "I can't, but I will be able to soon... because my spiritual sense is very powerful!"

"Boom..." As he spoke, He Pingsheng unleashed his spiritual sense and said, "My spiritual sense can now reach over one thousand zhang!"

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

Over one thousand zhang?

That...

How is that possible?

Everyone stood up one by one and began to test the strength of He Pingsheng's spiritual sense.

After testing, they found it was indeed so.

He Pingsheng's spiritual sense had reached fifteen hundred zhang.

This was already equivalent to the spiritual sense strength of a third or fourth-layer Golden Core disciple.

"Hiss hiss hiss..." the white-templed cultivator said in shock, "No wonder, no wonder... no wonder you can refine pills!"

"However, for your spiritual sense to be so strong, you must be practicing spirit-refining, right?"

"Yes!" He Pingsheng waved his hand and directly took out a spirit-refining technique.

Profound Sect Meditation True Art!

But it only had three parts: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core!

To save his life, he had no choice but to take it out.

Why did He Pingsheng do this?

Because he was already in a desperate situation.

After Wang Dun escaped, he had no choice left.

Either run!

If he ran, he'd likely be caught and killed, and he estimated he would be caught with high probability.

After all, he didn't have Wang Dun's methods.

Wang Dun had big secrets.

If he didn't run, the other party would definitely track him down, and He Pingsheng would only have one result: soul-searching.

How to avoid soul-searching?

He could only show his powerful spiritual sense.

Soul-searching isn't something that can be done casually; it requires the soul-searcher's spiritual sense to be far stronger than the person being searched.

At least three major levels apart.

For example, a Nascent Soul cultivator searching a Qi Refining disciple is fine.

There will be no backlash!

Also, a Soul Transformation cultivator searching a Foundation Establishment disciple won't have backlash either.

He Pingsheng was afraid.

Who the hell could be sure there wasn't a Soul Transformation cultivator in this City Lord's Mansion or Dingxiang City?

What if there was?

So, on his way to the City Lord's Mansion, he had secretly taken a 【Dual Spirit Pill】.

And this Dual Spirit Pill was top-tier.

The original batch of Dual Spirit Pills, after being strengthened by He Pingsheng, became two batches; twelve were top-tier, and the other twelve were mid-tier.

He ended up with four of those twelve mid-tier ones.

And those four mid-tier ones were later strengthened by He Pingsheng; although they didn't become top-tier, their quality was raised to high-tier—not top-tier, but high-tier.

Why raise them to high-tier?

Because He Pingsheng had originally planned to use them to trade at the society at a critical moment.

High-tier Dual Spirit Pills have value without causing a sensation.

By the same token, the third-tier 【Soul-Returning Pills】 in He Pingsheng's hands, besides the twelve top-tier ones, the remaining ten were also strengthened by him to high-tier, not top-tier.

All were prepared for trading at a critical moment.

He Pingsheng had already tested it before; a mid-tier Dual Spirit Pill could double spiritual sense for one hour.

And today, he tested it and found that this high-tier Dual Spirit Pill could triple spiritual sense, reaching fifteen hundred zhang.

And the duration was greatly increased, lasting three days.

This was very heaven-defying.

So, He Pingsheng wasn't worried about soul-searching now.

Because although his cultivation base was only Foundation Establishment, the spiritual sense he displayed was as strong as a Golden Core's.

It was almost impossible to perform the 【Soul-Searching Secret Art】 on him.

Unless a Void Refinement ancestor came over.

The white-templed cultivator opposite him frowned.

That's right, he really intended to perform soul-searching.

Because Wang Dun was too critical.

But he didn't have the ability to perform soul-searching; his previous plan was to capture He Pingsheng, return to the Imperial Capital, and have the Soul Transformation ancestor of the royal family perform the soul-searching interrogation.

But now that this guy's spiritual sense was so strong, wouldn't having the ancestor perform soul-searching be harming the ancestor?

Once the ancestor's spiritual sense had a problem, the entire Great Qi would collapse.

The path of soul-searching was a dead end!

Tricky!

"Hoo..." the white-templed cultivator took a deep breath and said, "No wonder the spiritual sense is so powerful; it's actually a Heavenly Tier spirit-refining technique!"

He asked, "Where did this spirit-refining technique come from?"

He Pingsheng cupped his hands: "Family heirloom; my ancestors were all rogue cultivators, relying on refining pills for others to earn resources for cultivation!"

"Our greatest reliance is the family heirloom spirit-refining technique!"

"Otherwise, I couldn't refine pills!"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng was about to put the technique away.

"Wait..." a trace of greed appeared in the white-templed cultivator's eyes, "Leave this thing with me for now; this item is related to Wang Dun's disappearance. We will study it before we can give it back to you!"