Chapter 830

The Cultivation World has never been peaceful!

When He Pingsheng's cultivation was low before, he was cautious in everything he did.

Therefore, he did not encounter too many troubles or disgusting things.

Now that his cultivation is high, already at the Void Refinement stage, he naturally does not need to be so reserved in front of these low-tier disciples.

But just by showing a little bit of wealth, he was still targeted.

"Sigh..." He let out a deep sigh and muttered to himself: "Using high-tier power to bully the low-tier is not something I, He Pingsheng, would do. Regardless, I will give you a chance; I hope you retreat in the face of difficulties!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for starting a massacre!"

After speaking, He Pingsheng stood quietly in the void.

A few breaths later, four streaks of light fell in front, behind, to the left, and to the right of He Pingsheng, almost completely blocking his path.

"That's right, Young City Master, it's this person!"

A familiar voice came.

The one speaking was none other than the shopkeeper of the Zhujie Chamber of Commerce: Shopkeeper Cui!

Greed flashed in Shopkeeper Cui's eyes as he said with a chuckle: "A guy from out of town, actually so careless, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

He Pingsheng said: "You mean black-hearted and ruthless, right?"

Shopkeeper Cui has been a shopkeeper for over a hundred years; what kind of people hasn't he seen?

With his sharp eyes, he naturally saw at a glance that He Pingsheng was not a local, otherwise, he wouldn't have come here to spend such a huge price to buy a map, right?

Furthermore, since He Pingsheng called him a fellow Daoist, he is naturally also at the Golden Core stage.

Perhaps just a bit higher than him, but his cultivation definitely cannot reach Nascent Soul.

Because once at the Nascent Soul stage, who wouldn't know how to teleport?

Since he has a high-tier spirit stone in his hand, there must be more than one.

Because if there were only one, he would treasure it too much; who would take it out to buy a map?

Various signs led Shopkeeper Cui to lock onto He Pingsheng's cultivation and identity, leading to this story of killing and seizing treasure.

"Very good!" A middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old looked at He Pingsheng and laughed loudly: "Kid... you should still have quite a few high-tier spirit stones on you, right?"

"Hand them all over to me!"

"I can spare your life!"

"Wait... what is this... good fellow... good treasure!"

"What tier of treasure is this? Even I can't tell!"

Before he finished speaking, the Young City Master looked at the Silver Galaxy Sky Shuttle in He Pingsheng's hand.

"This?" He Pingsheng shook the Silver Galaxy Sky Shuttle and said: "A Profound Heaven Magic Treasure, of course. You can also call it an Imperial Weapon..."

"And it's a high-tier Imperial Weapon at that!"

Boom...

While speaking, He Pingsheng poured a trace of magic power into it, and the thirty-one layers of restrictions on the Silver Galaxy Sky Shuttle were opened by him.

Seeing these thirty-one layers of restrictions, the Young City Master was suddenly excited: "Damn, damn, damn, damn... Imperial Weapon... Heavens, it's actually an Imperial Weapon!"

He Pingsheng taking out the Imperial Weapon was actually to give them a chance.

To let them retreat in the face of difficulties.

In that way, He Pingsheng wouldn't bother to use his high-tier power to bully the low-tier.

However, taking out this Imperial Weapon not only failed to make the other party retreat, but instead intensified their greed.

"Quick... what other good things do you have? Bring them all over!"

"Let us have a look!"

The Young City Master was full of greed.

He Pingsheng's expression was calm; with a wave of his hand, he took out another golden divine banner: the Space-Time Jin Fan!

Boom...

A wisp of magic power went deep into it, and this golden banner was also opened.

It was actually another Imperial Weapon.

"There's more!" He Pingsheng waved his hand, and tens of thousands of top-tier spirit stones floated around his body.

When these things were brought out, Shopkeeper Cui immediately realized something was wrong.

With a dark face, he cupped his hands toward He Pingsheng and said: "Fellow Daoist... I have offended you... please leave, everything is our fault, it is we who were blinded by greed!"

"I ask that you be magnanimous!"

At this time, anyone with a bit of sense would let He Pingsheng go.

After all, who can afford to offend a guy who can take out these things in one breath?

One person, possessing two Imperial Weapons?

Where did they come from?

They must have been bestowed by the elders of his race; such a race can only be the Qilin race.

At this moment, Shopkeeper Cui almost regarded He Pingsheng as a genius of the Qilin race.

However, the Young City Master had long since lost himself in wealth.

"What are you afraid of?" He waved his hand and took out a golden long saber: "Even if he is a genius of the Qilin race, so what? Wealth is sought in danger; after killing him, who will know that we did this?"

"This is an Imperial Weapon!"

"If you don't take what Heaven gives, you will suffer the consequences!"

"Brothers, attack for me..."

The Young City Master raised the long saber in his hand and was about to attack, but suddenly discovered that his three companions had each exploded and died.

Blobs of flesh and blood dissolved in the void!

However, He Pingsheng just stood in place, not moving at all, and he didn't seem to make any moves.

"You..."

"You, you, you..." At this time, the Young City Master finally knew fear: "You are not Golden Core, you are Nascent Soul stage?"

"Are you playing the pig to eat the tiger?"

He Pingsheng said indifferently: "If you say so, then so be it!"

"Don't kill me... my grandfather is the City Master of this Zhujie City, if you kill me, you won't escape death..."

Before He Pingsheng could speak, he saw this guy take out a talisman and ignite it instantly, and then the talisman turned into a streak of light and left.

If He Pingsheng had blocked it, this signal light could not have left.

But since he wanted to report the news, let him report it.

A mere Soul Transformation stage, he could kill him with a wave of his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, stop..." An old voice came from the horizon.

However, it was already too late!

He Pingsheng slapped out, and the Young City Master turned directly into meat paste!

"Damn it... you must die..."

The old man, with a voice full of extreme rage, landed beside He Pingsheng in an instant.

After all, as a City Master, the old man was not as impulsive as the Young City Master.

So he did not attack immediately, but waved his hand to collect his grandson's soul.

"What happened?" the old man asked his grandson's soul.

The soul said: "Grandfather... kill him, he has Imperial Weapons on him, I thought he was Golden Core, but he is actually a Nascent Soul playing the pig to eat the tiger!"

"Grandfather, you must help me kill him!"

"Good... good, good, good..." This City Master's teeth itched with hatred; he scanned He Pingsheng with his spiritual sense and found that He Pingsheng's cultivation was indeed only at the Golden Core stage.

"What a great act of playing the pig to eat the tiger, today I..."

Before he finished speaking, He Pingsheng raised his hand and waved it: "Retreat now, and you can still live!"

"Otherwise... you will die without even knowing how you died!"

"Fart!" The old City Master roared, and then a snow-white spiritual sense flying knife flew out from his sea of consciousness, stabbing straight at He Pingsheng.

The first move was using high-tier power to bully the low-tier.

Using spiritual sense to suppress He Pingsheng.