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

Chapter 43: Famous for the first sun, the double star of demons and evil

Ten spirit stones were hurled at Wu Ping simultaneously.

“It’s best to cross with your head,” Wu Ping followed Lingshi and He Baishan’s lead. Though uncertain why Wu Qi insisted on personally dispatching He Baishan, it no longer mattered. Money was all that counted.

Drawing his longsword, Wu Qi calmly declared, “The fountain of earth fire is in the back mountain. You go first, and I’ll take care of things here.”

Wu Qi leapt down, prompting Wu Ping to shake his head, muttering, “Young people are so ruthless.”

As for the Back Mountain, there was no need to panic. First, they would inspect the loot. Spirit stones, gold and silver treasures, secret techniques, magical artifacts, medicinal herbs, and anything useful were all collected in over a dozen storage bags carried by Wu Ping. These were all potential earnings once sold.

Despite the small sect yielding few valuable items, Wu Ping still found around forty or fifty spirit stones, mostly from He Baishan’s possessions. He was considerably wealthier than Wu Ping, as these belongings represented half a lifetime of accumulation.

“It seems Ma Wuye grass isn’t fat, and people aren’t fortunate without windfalls,” Wu Ping remarked.

Next to him, Wu Qi, with a diary in hand, nodded solemnly while taking notes. “That makes sense. It can serve as the conclusion of our story. The horse has no night grass, characters aren’t rich without a windfall. Wu Ping, you’ve surely gained some wisdom, right?”

Untying his clothes, Wu Ping casually jumped into the magma pool. “I’ve read a few books. It’s nothing special,” he said, envisioning himself becoming a great storyteller.

Seeing Wu Ping’s smile, Wu Qi interrupted, waving his hand, “Wu Ping, what’s on your mind?”

Rolling his eyes, Wu Ping replied, “Don’t ask about a child’s thoughts,” before diving into the magma, absorbing the earth’s fire energy.

Wu Qi, confused, questioned, “You shouldn’t be big either. Wu Ping, how old are you? Are you there?”

A powerful suction ensued, and Wu Qi’s expression changed. “Not good! You’re too slow. Leave me some energy!”

Both of them greedily absorbed the earth’s fire, causing the volcano to erupt.

Boom! Black smoke billowed into the sky, and magma fireballs rained down, turning the area into a fiery sea.

………

Golden Sect City, the central hub of Baishan Sect’s region, stood as a symbol of prosperity and wealth in the Chuyang Dynasty. Wu Ping’s family was also rooted in this city.

The destruction of the Baishan Sect was no small matter, and Wu Ping and Wu Qi made no effort to conceal their actions. Instead, they proclaimed their deeds with great enthusiasm. This audacious act did not go unnoticed.

News of the incident reverberated through the entire Golden Sect Province, shaking the city to its core. While sect changes weren’t uncommon, the destruction of a nearly century-old sect by two inner disciples under the age of 28 was unprecedented. The sect they annihilated even included a veteran cultivator in the realm of soul ascension.

Interest and speculation surged as people delved into Wu Ping and Wu Qi’s backgrounds. Information about their past deeds came to light:

In the fifteenth year of the new era, Wu Qi was born in Yunfu and currently served as an Inner Sect disciple of the Blood Rain Sect. His record included the notorious Hundred and Eight Copycat Tragedies, where he had killed numerous people. Known for his swordsmanship and handsome face, he was estimated to have ascended to the fourth level of the soul.

Wu Ping, at the age of fourteen, hailed from Golden Gate and was a descendant of the Wuwang Mansion. Now a disciple of the Blood Rain Sect, he was suspected of being the mastermind behind the Water Town Baililian Massacre, which claimed over 200,000 lives. He was known for drawing souls to refine magical weapons, particularly the soul streamer. His physical prowess was formidable, demonstrated by a punch that shattered the triple cultivation base of soul ascension of Xuexuan from the Xuexuan Dharma Sect. Additionally, he had seized He Baishan’s flying sword with his bare hand, mastering the complete Blood Flame Technique.

Wu Ping, acting alone, had even destroyed the Mountain Sect worship. Conservative estimates placed his cultivation at the fifth level of soul ascension, matching the physical body to the ninth level.

News of these “contemporary demons,” the demon star Wu Ping and the evil star Wu Qi, spread like wildfire. Discussions and debates echoed through the city.

“Hey, Boss Zhang, you’ve got it wrong. Check what you’re writing. He reached the fifth level of soul ascension at fourteen, and his physical body matched the ninth level. Even if Wu Ping cultivated in his mother’s womb, the dharma body double cultivation wouldn’t be that terrifying!”

“It’s unbelievable. Wu Ping had mediocre qualifications before. How did he suddenly become so formidable? We, the old monks, feel quite embarrassed.”

“Don’t back down after reading it. Since you’re genuinely asking, let me explain. You question the physical cultivation of the demon star Wu Ping. I ask you all, is it untrue that he took the flying sword with his bare hands?”

“It shouldn’t be false. So many people have attested to it.”

“Then let me ask again, can ordinary people take that flying sword?”

“Of course not. If it were that easy, why would we bother cultivating the law? We might as well focus on physical cultivation.”

“Exactly. He Baishan is a Seventh Level Soul Ascension veteran. Anyone else would have the spiritual power to pick it up with his sword. Since it’s impossible, is it wrong for me to say that this Demon Star lord’s physical cultivation is equivalent to the ninth level of soul ascension?”

“Another point to consider: Wu Ping is not even fourteen yet and is already such a formidable cultivator. It’s a delicacy for cultivators, but in my eyes, it’s limited by his childhood conditions. He might have ascended to the soul sea’s third realm with good resources long ago.”

“So, what you’re saying is that Wu Ping was originally a genius, but the Wuwang Mansion failed to recognise it. They didn’t cultivate him and sent him to the Blood Rain Sect. Now, cultivated by the Blood Rain Sect, he’s become the demon star among the demon and evil twin stars?”

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