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

Chapter 44: Want to win over Wu Ping to seize power

The old man nodded, saying, “That’s it!”

“Then won’t the Martial King’s House lose a lot of faces? This is a heavenly prodigy and a disciple of a demonic sect. Does Wu Ping still acknowledge them? Hahaha!”

“It’s estimated that Hang, Disciple of the Demon Sect, no matter how many you are, if Wu Ping truly appears humble, that wouldn’t be right.”

“I said falsely. Be careful that someone with ill intentions hears this and reports it to Wu Wangfu. There won’t be any good results then.”

Everyone chimed in, discussing the recent events. Although they had bits and pieces of information, there were still unknown details. The three emperors of the Chuyang Dynasty held the most detailed information.

The contemporary emperors of the Chuyang Dynasty were three heirs: the Eldest Prince Li Jingcheng. The second emperor’s daughter, Li Qingyi, and the third Emperor, Li Yuan. A year ago, Emperor Chuyang issued a secret order to choose the crown prince among the three based on their abilities.

The Eldest Prince, Li Jingcheng, was a wise and decisive sword soldier with extraordinary martial arts skills. Li Qingyi, the second emperor’s daughter, was a genius with outstanding talents who had won the people’s hearts. The third Emperor, Li Yuan, was in charge of the internal guards, known for being quite ruthless but handling matters axiomatic.

However, due to their age and insufficient background, rumours circulated that the Eldest Prince and the second Emperor were competing for the monarch’s position. Li Yuan, though not considered inferior, suffered from his young age. He also faced limited options as he managed fewer disciples under his command.

Feeling irritable, Li Yuan turned his attention to Wu Ping and Wu Qi, who had suddenly become famous. Seeking detailed information, he observed, “This Wu Qi is strange. He doesn’t care for wealth. He only likes killing and practising swords.”

Frowning, Li Yuan continued, “Then why not focus on Wu Ping? My view is that Wu Qi has a good relationship with Wu Ping. If we can recruit Wu Ping, even if Wu Qi remains unswayed, it’s a win. After all, this demonic and evil twin stars duo has Wu Ping as the Demon Star leading the way.”

“I had this idea, but Wu Ping is a commoner from the Wuwang Mansion. The main branch of the Wuwang Mansion supports the Eldest Prince, and the branch supports the second Emperor. He has already pledged allegiance to both sides. No matter who ascends to the throne, the Wuwang Mansion will not be harmed. However, Wu Ping…”

“Your Highness, although Wu Ping is from the Wuwang Mansion, his family sent him to the Blood Rain Sect, essentially abandoning him in exchange for a bargaining chip for cooperation. Likely, the Wuwang Mansion doesn’t know about Wu Ping’s formidable talent.”

“Moreover, Wu Ping’s rise is not beneficial to the Wuwang Mansion. According to the old slave’s investigation, Wu Ping’s father was injured in a conflict with others in the Wuwang Mansion not long ago.”

“If Wu Ping learns about these things, his relationship with the Wuwang Mansion…”

“Hahahaha, what my companion said is extremely true. Not to mention that Wu Ping killed Wu Kongsheng, who was directly born into the Blood Rain Sect. Wu Ping is Wu Ping, Wu Wangfu is Wu Wangfu, and this Wu Ping is a demonic cultivator. Pay attention to the right things!”

“Send out an order to find traces of Wu Ping and Wu Qi. Once found, notify me immediately. I will personally go and make friends with these two and, by the way, witness these demonic and evil twin stars!”

Li Yuan smiled calculatingly. In his mind, even though his eldest brother and second sister had the support of the disciples from Qingfeng Gate and Blood Rain Sect, the two leading forces in the Chuyang Dynasty, one righteous and one demonic, he could still recruit Wu Ping and Wu Qi. They were only fourteen or fifteen years old. What threat could the disciples of contemporary immortals and demons pose to him?

If such formidable disciples existed, why would Wu Ping and Wu Qi rise to prominence as demon and evil twin stars? Li Yuan saw an opportunity to recruit these two, the strongest geniuses of the demonic forces in the contemporary generation of the Chuyang Dynasty.

Li Yuan was confident in his plan. However, Wu Ping, currently in the doomsday world, remained unaware that someone intended to send him a spirit stone. Amidst the magical tree’s towering branches, a charming hut stood. The time flow rate between the two worlds differed, and several dozen days had passed on the side where Wu Ping resided. Returning to this timeline might pose some discomfort for him.

Sister Cao Ke and Xu Feifei had built a wooden house for Wu Ping. Presently, he sat in front of it, gazing at the flourishing magical tree with satisfaction. While counting the golden leaf spores on the tree, yet to bloom, he consumed zombie crystal nuclei provided by Cao Ke and others to enhance his physical strength.

The days were not just good. They were downright comfortable. Observing the school transformed into a base, vast greenery now served as productive fields, rich in cyan hues and brimming with crops, Wu Ping felt a profound sense of contentment. At least he didn’t need to worry about the doomsday world anymore.

The current development momentum was promising, allowing him to focus on cultivating in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. If any troublesome entities dared to approach, he could return and deal with them.

Cao Ke provided updates on the base’s recent progress. “The base’s walls have been reinforced, and 80% of the land is now transformed into plantation forests. We’ve recruited 231 new survivors, integrating them into combat and life departments based on their situations. There are 120 men and 111 women.”

“Among them, four are third-level evolutionists, including me, Cao Ling, Xu Feifei, and a man named Wang Long, who can release purple energy waves.”

“There are thirty second-level evolutionists…”

Listening to this information, Wu Ping casually tossed a blue zombie crystal nucleus into his mouth and inquired, “As a third-level evolutionary, aren’t you afraid you can’t keep Wang Long in check?”

Cao Ke shook her head, responding, “No, he’s quite obedient.”

Wu Ping raised an eyebrow, asking, “What do you mean by ‘quiet obedient’?”

After contemplating, Cao Ke explained, “He’s been eyeing the ink crystal nuclei. Base regulations dictate that all crystal nuclei and zombie corpses must be returned. 20% of the zombie crystal nuclei are allocated to you and sealed, while the rest are distributed based on labour. A few of us take turns going out for hunting, but he…”

Wu Ping understood and finished her sentence, “He’s dissatisfied that he still gets 20% even if he does nothing.”

Cao Ke lowered her head.

Wu Ping reassured her, “I’m not blaming you. It’s an inevitable situation as the base develops. The trees are growing well. Here, take these Hundred Flower Pills. If not killed on the spot, they can be resurrected instantly with blood.”

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