After traversing to the apocalypse, I am extremely delighted as a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 34: Thank God for taking the time to hack me.

Wu Ping was on the verge of reaching one hundred thousand in cultivation when suddenly, a thunderous explosion shook the atmosphere. The sky darkened with ominous clouds, resembling an impending cataclysm. The thunder dragon roared within the dark clouds, and Wu Ping, feeling something in his heart, abruptly opened his eyes.

“I’m going to Heaven!” He exclaimed, realising that his sea of knowledge had reached 100%, triggering a catastrophic event. However, unprepared for this celestial event, Wu Ping was uncertain how to handle it.

Contemplating whether he could resist the impending disaster on his own, Wu Ping decided to give it a try. As he reached the Soul Ascension realm, he took flight into the sky, bracing himself for the impact of divine thunder. To his surprise, when the first bolt descended, it was minuscule, not even as large as his fingers. This repeated nine times, each time with a similarly underwhelming impact.

Confused and dumbfounded, Wu Ping landed and held his chin in thought. The thunder and rain were weak, unlike the powerful tribulations he had heard about. Even the golden saplings in his sea of knowledge, supposed to be red leaves, turned golden during the catastrophe.

Baffled by the unexpected events, Wu Ping muttered, “No… why is that?” He couldn’t comprehend why such a minor tribulation had occurred, especially after the saplings had helped him open 10% of his sea of knowledge.

Wu Ping couldn’t sleep that night, filled with unanswered questions and doubts about the unusual celestial occurrence. Meanwhile, news of Wu Ping’s adventures reached the Blood Rain Sect, sparking curiosity and discussions among the demon cultivators. Wu Ping, the Demon Star, was a relatively unknown outer disciple, and many in the Blood Rain Sect were eager to see if he would truly live up to his newfound reputation.

Among the envious individuals was Wu Kongsheng, another member of the Wu family, who wondered why Wu Ping had gained fame while he had not. Additionally, some in the Blood Rain Sect expressed jealousy and distorted desires for Wu Ping’s notoriety and accomplishments. The atmosphere was charged with resentment and competition among the young and ambitious cultivators.

He always believed that he should be the one who became famous, not Wu Ping! Wu Ping was just an ordinary person! Why? Additionally, He Baishan and He Jun admired him and even gave him gifts. The owner had the power to control the situation.

Wu Ping engaged in two fights and couldn’t accept this situation. Would Wu Ping’s cultivation base surpass his own? Wu Kongsheng didn’t care about that. How much time had passed? Even with the quickest magical techniques, achieving the soul ascension realm in such a short period is impossible! Losing the foundation only leaves one at the nine-fold spirit guide level.

Although he was only at the fourth level of spiritual guidance, his foundation and talent are intact. As a direct descendant of the Wu family, a favoured disciple of the Blood Rain Sect, he possessed several magical weapons, including medium-grade ones in the spirit-inducing realms. The difference between having a magic weapon and not having one was substantial.

Wu Ping seemed to be just a spiritualist streamer from the information circulating outside. A medium-grade spiritualist streamer? Wu Kongsheng didn’t believe it. He couldn’t fathom how Wu Ping could have killed so many people. They were all from the same family. Who wouldn’t understand?

Upon realising this, Wu Kongsheng spoke viciously, “The title of the magic star belongs to me!”

Suddenly, hurried footsteps approached from outside. Before seeing anyone, you could hear them. “Brother Kongsheng, Wu Ping is back!” Wu Feng, who was limping with a bandage, delivered the news.

Although the injury was severe, their world was not ordinary, and injuries could be healed. “Hahahaha, good to be back!” Wu Kongsheng got up and laughed. He firmly pinched a white jade bottle that flew out of his storage bag. “Let’s go and meet him!”

Wu Kongsheng, full of genius and arrogance, said, “Brother Kongsheng, you have to do something for me! Wu Ping beat me badly, showing no regard for your face. He even removed the storage bag you gave me, which had half my spirit stones. Look at my hands, legs, and my backside that he kicked. I can only sleep on my back at night! This is not just beating me. It affronts Wu Kongsheng’s dignity and the Wu family!”

Wu Kongsheng infuriated, slapped Wu Feng and ordered, “Get out! Don’t expect your limbs to stay intact if you speak nonsense again. I will demand an explanation from Wu Ping! Unscrupulous! Get lost, and don’t make me wait for you.”

At the mountain gate, Wu Ping climbed the stone staircase. He wanted to fly, but Blood Rain Sectt rules required walking these steps unless there was an urgent matter. As he ascended, more people gathered, their expressions changing from disdain to shock and fear. They dared to talk only after Wu Ping entered the mountain gate.

“Is this Wu Ping? The hostility in him has reached such heights. Did he go down the mountain to shed blood?” Commented one observer.

“This killing aura is overwhelming. Just looking at it feels like a sword at the throat. I won’t challenge him. Whoever wants to can try. Don’t involve me,” remarked another.

“The title of the magic star is well-deserved. I misjudged it superficially. Thankfully, it didn’t cause a disaster,” noted someone else. “From today onward, anyone who dares to talk behind my back should be prepared to face the consequences!”

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