Chapter 315: Hand over the treasure

"This..."

"Poisonous!"

"Damn it... you are actually a poison cultivator..."

"I..."

The Ninth Prince, trapped in the thorn cluster, immediately turned black in the face, and then the whole person was poisoned into unconsciousness.

He Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally won.

This damn prince is really not easy to deal with.

Hmm...

Let's see what good things he has on him first!

He Pingsheng took a deep breath and carefully leaped to the cliff where the prince was.

Then, just as he was carefully trying to remove the other party's storage ring, the Ninth Prince, who had already been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes.

Red fire light erupted from his body.

Boom...

A blaze of fire burned all the thorns around his body to nothing!

Then, a blood-red treasure saber slashed toward He Pingsheng.

The treasure saber was a full zhang long, with fire erupting on it.

It turned out the Ninth Prince had not been unconscious at all.

He was deliberately faking unconsciousness to launch a surprise attack.

This time, He Pingsheng was indeed fooled.

He had no chance to activate any defensive magic treasure.

He could only temporarily activate the divine ability with gold spiritual power: Jin Gang Shield.

The Jin Gang Shield was very strong, offsetting most of the prince's attack.

The remaining fifty percent of the power landed entirely on He Pingsheng's body.

He Pingsheng's body instantly flew backward.

He is a body-refining cultivator with an incomparably strong physique.

Naturally, it was impossible to be injured.

"Hahaha..." The Ninth Prince laughed: "This Prince is a noble prince; do I not have some poison-avoiding treasure?"

"Next... let's see what else you can do?"

"Slash..."

The long saber in the prince's hand was raised high again and roared toward He Pingsheng once more.

The power of this strike seemed to be able to stir some rule power, sealing the space around He Pingsheng as if it were paste.

He Pingsheng wanted to run, but for some reason, the space around his body trapped him tightly like paste.

"Rule treasure?" He Pingsheng gave up running.

"Open..."

He changed equipment in an instant, swapping the Seven-Buckle Sharp-Gold Armor he was wearing for the top-tier magic treasure 【Fire-Origin Blood-Reflecting Armor】.

Rumble...

Countless fire spiritual power surged into this Fire-Origin Blood-Reflecting Armor.

A scarlet armor phantom appeared outside He Pingsheng's body.

Bang...

The power of this saber landed on He Pingsheng's armor phantom, not even managing to remove half of the defense on it.

"Good thing..." The Ninth Prince said: "Who exactly are you, to have so many treasures on you?"

He Pingsheng waved his hand, and another treasure was taken out.

Top-tier spiritual tool: Soul-Extinguishing Bell.

"Go..."

Magic power flowed into it, and the palm-sized Soul-Extinguishing Bell instantly expanded to a foot in size; He Pingsheng shook it violently, and an invisible wave attack rushed toward the Ninth Prince.

Spiritual sense attack.

Originally, He Pingsheng could also use the 【Formless North-Dipper Nail】, but he had used it once before, and his spiritual sense was a bit depleted.

If he forced it now, he could certainly kill this Ninth Prince, but he would have to swallow a top-tier 【Soul-Returning Elixir】 later to replenish his soul sense.

A bit of a loss.

So, He Pingsheng chose to use the Soul-Extinguishing Bell.

Pfft...

The prince opposite was struck by the Soul-Extinguishing Bell, instantly vomiting blood, and the blue jade pendant on his chest shattered.

"Stop..."

"Fellow Daoist, stop..."

"Don't fight anymore!"

The Ninth Prince looked at He Pingsheng in terror and said: "I am a royal prince, I have a spiritual curse on me; if you kill me, a mark will appear on your head, and when you leave this Mystic Realm, you will surely die!"

"Fellow Daoist... everything can be discussed!"

The Ninth Prince, as a noble prince, had quite a few treasures on him.

Not only did he have poison-avoiding treasures, but he also had treasures that could block spiritual sense attacks.

Unfortunately, that item capable of blocking soul sense attacks had just shattered.

If He Pingsheng's Soul-Extinguishing Bell came again, he would inevitably be killed.

So the Ninth Prince had to call for a stop.

He Pingsheng held the Soul-Extinguishing Bell upside down and looked at the Ninth Prince with a smile: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"No, no, no..." The Ninth Prince said: "Fellow Daoist, if you kill me, it's not worth it!"

"We... hmm... can talk!"

"Fine!" He Pingsheng liked to talk.

He waved his hand and activated the Eight-Treasure Boat.

The Eight-Treasure Boat landed on the water!

He Pingsheng stepped into it and landed at the bow, then said to the Ninth Prince on the cliff: "Come... let's talk!"

Soon, both sat at the bow of the boat.

It was late, the sun had not yet set, but the valley was already like evening.

Pitch-black water, pitch-black sky.

He Pingsheng said: "Just now you were trying to snatch my treasure, and I was defending myself, that's why I attacked!"

"Regardless, I wasn't the one who attacked first!"

"Yes!" The Ninth Prince said: "I underestimated your combat power!"

"Now that I have lost, you say, what should we do?"

He Pingsheng said: "Just now, that red saber of yours was not bad!"

"No!" The Ninth Prince said: "It's not that I can't part with this saber, but because this item was bestowed by the Emperor; if it is lost, my life will not be saved, and you will definitely not live either!"

"Choose something else!"

The Ninth Prince, although in a disadvantageous position, could be considered calm.

Besides the saber, there was a spear.

But a spear, He Pingsheng did not need.

Because he already had the Heaven-Defying Divine Spear.

"How about this!" The Ninth Prince offered: "I have many spiritual herbs here, many second-tier ones, and also a few third-tier heavenly materials and earthly treasures!"

"You take them!"

He Pingsheng didn't even look at what spiritual herbs they were, just waved his hand indifferently and said: "No need... I have no interest in spiritual herbs!"

"The kind of talisman you used to accelerate when chasing me, how many are left, give them all to me!"

This thing is a good thing.

At critical moments, whether escaping or chasing, or snatching things, it is a sharp tool.

If he strengthens it again with the Treasure-Gathering Basin, and cooperates with the 【Gold-Pattern Cloud-Stepping Boots】 beneath his feet, he could simply be fast to the sky.

"Fine!" The Ninth Prince didn't dither, waved his hand and took out three talismans, saying: "This is a Swift-Travel Talisman, third-tier!"

"Stuck on the body, it can increase the speed of Foundation Establishment disciples by two times!"

"If used by Golden Core disciples, the speed can only increase by one time!"

He Pingsheng was overjoyed: This thing is too perfect.

"Fine!" He Pingsheng took the three Swift-Travel Talismans and said: "Then, I won't be polite!"

"Hmm!" The Ninth Prince said: "Third-tier talismans have good value; you made a big profit!"

"Fellow Daoist, can you let me go now?"

"You have many treasures on you; my little treasures, I'm afraid you don't look down on them!"

He Pingsheng smiled and continued: "Don't be in a hurry... how do you know I don't look down on them?"

He looked at the Ninth Prince from head to toe and said: "Take out that poison-avoiding treasure of yours; I am interested in this thing!"