Chapter 93: Ice Extreme Sect

This is a spiritual artifact!

In the cultivation world, magical items have strict hierarchical divisions.

For low-level cultivators, their magical items, from low to high, are: magical tools (mainly used by Qi Refining disciples), spiritual artifacts (used by Foundation Establishment cultivators), and magic treasures (used by Golden Core cultivators).

These three grades.

Of course, above these are the magical items used by Nascent Soul cultivators and above; He Pingsheng had heard fragments about them but had never seen one.

He had never even seen a Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone their magical items.

And now, he possessed a top-grade spiritual artifact.

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could not possess such a thing.

If one were lucky enough to channel immense magic power into it and strike a Foundation Establishment cultivator with the bell, that cultivator’s spiritual sense would be shattered.

He Pingsheng even considered how to use this Soul-Annihilating Bell against Yu De.

But then he thought better of it.

The Soul-Annihilating Bell could certainly defeat Yu De—it was, after all, a top-grade spiritual artifact.

But the key issue was that it had not yet been refined, and He Pingsheng himself was too weak; his magic power was insufficient to unleash the golden bell’s full power.

So even if he refined it, he might still not land a killing blow on Yu De.

Forget it—better not confront Yu De head-on; hiding and surviving is the way.

Putting away the Soul-Annihilating Bell, He Pingsheng took out the red rattle from the Treasure Basin.

The rattle was about the size of a palm, entirely coated in eerie crimson red, and looked unmistakably like a demonic artifact.

On its crimson body were countless gray patterns scattered across its surface.

He Pingsheng gently shook it, his hand trembling slightly.

Unfortunately, it made no sound.

The two drumsticks connected to the rattle barely moved at all, as if welded in place.

He Pingsheng knew it was not welded—rather, without magic power input and without refinement, it could not be shaken to produce sound.

A thread of spiritual sense clung to the rattle, and soon its information surfaced.

Rank: top-grade spiritual artifact.

Seals: 8 layers!

Name: Soul-Shaking Drum!

Function: spiritual sense attack magic treasure; requires blood refinement with one’s own blood. After successful blood refinement, magic power channeled into it and the drum shaken produces sound capable of disrupting an opponent’s spiritual sense.

In plain terms, this treasure was identical to the Soul-Annihilating Bell—both were spiritual sense attack artifacts.

The difference was that the Soul-Annihilating Bell required refinement, but the Soul-Shaking Drum did not use conventional refinement—it required blood refinement!

What is blood refinement?

It means soaking and refining the artifact in one’s own blood.

There were specific methods for blood-refining magical items, but He Pingsheng did not know them.

So the Soul-Shaking Drum could not be used at present.

Hmm… if it can’t be used, better put it away.

After putting it away, He Pingsheng took out several Treasure Bags.

These were collected after he killed Linglong and the other three; he had not yet had time to inspect their contents.

Time to take stock.

Rustle… rustle…

He Pingsheng, without hesitation, dumped out everything inside the four Treasure Bags at once.

The most eye-catching, of course, were the spirit stones.

Of these four, Linglong had the most—over two thousand pieces; Luoyu had over a thousand; the two male disciples together had one thousand.

Nearly five thousand.

Made it! Made it!

Never mind anything else—just these spirit stones, he was rich.

He Pingsheng instantly placed all the spirit stones into his storage bag.

Only after putting them away did he have time to examine the other items.

Various elixir bottles.

He glanced at them—all were Qi-Condensing Pills.

No surprise—Qi Refining disciples needed this most during cultivation.

“Put them away!”

Later, after strengthening them, they’d all become top-grade.

Besides elixirs, there were some spiritual herbs.

Seventy to eighty second-rank herbs, and even more first-rank ones—three or four hundred in total.

Besides these, there were some demonic beast claws, hides, and similar items.

These could be sold at the Jiaoyisuo for a bit of spirit stone.

Beyond that, there were several jade slips.

He Pingsheng examined them—useless to him.

He already had cultivation methods for all five elements—gold, wood, water, fire, earth—and all were Heaven-grade; no need to learn others.

As for spells, no need to learn more either.

He already had more than enough spells.

Finally, the magical tools.

Several flying swords, an iron rod, an iron fan, and a few poison needles.

All were mere magical tools—nothing special to expect.

Put them away!

He planned to sell all these magical tools at Mount Matou Market later.

After finishing everything, He Pingsheng swallowed a Grain Grain Bigu Pill and resumed the Profound Gate Stillness True Scripture to restore his spiritual sense.

He didn’t know how long passed when suddenly, outside, he heard a commotion.

He Pingsheng instantly went on high alert.

His brow tightened in frown.

If attacked now, he had absolutely no means to defend himself.

No good!

Ignoring the noise outside, He Pingsheng swiftly pulled out five mid-grade spirit stones and replaced the five lower-grade ones supporting the formation.

As soon as the spirit stones were swapped, the formation became unbreakable.

Phew…

He Pingsheng exhaled in relief.

The noise outside grew clearer.

A man’s voice, laced with lewd intent, said: “Qiao sister… you’re being unreasonable…”

“I’m the eldest disciple of the Ice Extreme Sect, the pride of the entire sect, hehe…”

“Within ten years, I will surely achieve Foundation Establishment!”

“Besides, our Ice Extreme Sect is the top sect in the Dao Xuan Alliance—you marrying us is you climbing up!”

“We have a betrothal—it’s a real Dao partner bond. Now that we’re in such a situation, won’t you still yield to me?”

At this moment, a woman gasped: “Xiao Bufan, you’re despicable! When I get out… I… I…”

“I’ll tell the Ancestor everything that happened here!”

“I’ll definitely break off our engagement!”

Hearing this voice, He Pingsheng’s brow twitched sharply.

He knew this voice too well.

Wasn’t this Qiao Huizhu from Tianfu Mountain?

Why did her voice sound so abnormal?

“Hahahaha…” Xiao Bufan’s triumphant laugh echoed: “Go ahead—try to get out!”

“Qiao sister, haven’t you realized the situation yet?”

“Today, I’ve made you my woman. When we emerge, the deed is done, the boat has sailed—will Tianfu Mountain dare to lose face by refusing?”

“Don’t worry—you’ll never escape my grasp in this lifetime!”

“Xiao Bufan, give me back my teleportation jade slip!” Qiao Huizhu cried. “Give it back! I’ll pretend today never happened!”

“Otherwise, even as a ghost, I won’t let you touch me!”

“A ghost?” Xiao Bufan’s voice turned cold and vicious: “Try it—even if you become a ghost, I’ll still take you tonight!”

Qiao Huizhu finally broke: “You beast!”

To He Pingsheng’s ears, their voices grew louder.

Clearly, they were approaching his cave entrance.