Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 450 - 255: Wind Country Spirit Vessel (Part 3)
Once this person truly has the same intentions as him, he would be completely passive and utterly at a disadvantage!
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Five days after the banquet ended.
Xu Ping and the others eagerly awaited, finally welcoming the day to board the spirit ship bound for Wind Country.
On this day, Yellow Sand City’s port was bustling with activity, as many cultivators gathered here, preparing to board the spirit ship heading to Wind Country.
The members of the Purple Mountain Association stood quietly in a corner of the port, silently waiting.
At this moment, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps approached.
Another elderly person, at the Fake Pill Realm, leading a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators, strode aggressively toward where the members of the Purple Mountain Association stood.
He was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with golden dragon patterns, each step seeming to carry an invisible sense of oppression.
The old man at the Fake Pill Realm stopped in front of the Purple Mountain Association members, his sharp gaze like that of a hawk, first sweeping over each member of the Purple Mountain Association with scrutiny and disdain in his eyes.
Finally, his gaze fixed on Xu Ping, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, forming a provocative curve, followed by a mocking remark:
"Purple Mountain Association, with such attributes can surprisingly recruit a Second-stage Upper Grade Alchemist; truly surprising."
His voice was loud, echoing throughout the port, drawing the attention of other forces around, and the originally lively port quieted down a bit.
Familiar with this scene, the cultivators from Wind Country couldn’t help but show expressions of watching a good show on their faces.
"Hmph!"
Accompanied by a cold snort, the thin old man who had been standing behind Miao Sijia all along quickly stepped forward.
His gaze, like a torch, stared straight at the Fake Pill elder, retorting fearlessly, "Old Ghost Jiang, your Ten Thousand Dragons Commerce Association is nothing but a newly emerged upstart."
"Temporary wins or losses are utterly insignificant in the eyes of our Purple Mountain Association."
Hearing this, the Fake Pill elder’s mouth couldn’t help but show a sneering smile.
Immediately after, he didn’t even look directly at the thin old man, instead turning his head to gaze at Xu Ping with a tone full of enticement and persuasion:
"Friend Li Feiyu, I heard you had the honor of acquiring a position at the Purple Mountain Association.
"However, the treatment we can offer at the Ten Thousand Dragons Commerce Association is much more generous."
"Moreover, the quasi-tier three spirit contract you signed with the Purple Mountain Association—no matter how troublesome—our Golden Core patriarch at Ten Thousand Dragons Commerce Association can personally help you annul it, ensuring you won’t suffer from the backlash of a spirit contract.
"Should you simply nod and join our Ten Thousand Dragons Commerce Association, countless benefits won’t be lacking for you."
This statement caused a sensation around.
Cultivators from other forces were watching the spectacle, either whispering discussions about this sudden "poaching" drama or staring intently at Xu Ping, eager to see how he would respond.
Seeing the opponent brazenly drawing the flames toward himself, Xu Ping felt helpless but knew full well that he must clearly express his stance under such public scrutiny.
He took a step forward, calmly saluted the Fake Pill elder with clasped fists, and said loudly:
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. However, since I have chosen to join the Purple Mountain Association, I must adhere to my commitment. I hope senior will not bring up this matter again."
The Fake Pill elder seemed to have anticipated Xu Ping’s refusal. Even being rejected, his expression didn’t change at all, instead saying with a smile:
"No problem, no problem. Friend Li’s great values, loyalty, and adherence to commitments are indeed admirable to this old man."
"Yet Friend Li, remember, our Ten Thousand Dragons Commerce Association’s doors will always be open for you. Should you change your mind in the future, be assured to seek this old man anytime."
"You..."
In the presence of their Purple Mountain Association, recruiting blatant personnel. This action undoubtedly slapped their Purple Mountain Association harshly.
Miao Sijia’s chest heaved violently in rage, her already majestic bosom trembling fiercely.
With furrowed eyebrows, her almond eyes widened as she glared angrily at the Fake Pill elder, just about to throw out a few harsh words.
Buzz!!
A dull, thunderous sound came from the sky.
In an instant, the originally calm sky seemed stirred by an invisible force, clouds overhead rapidly dispersed, with turbulent air currents cascading like tidal waves.
A tremendously giant spirit ship slowly sailed into the port.
This spirit ship is truly a gigantic artifact, a hundred zhang (measure of length) long, like a massive magical treasure.
Its hull is engraved with numerous runes and arrays, these runes emitting a dim glow, providing power and defense to the spirit ship.
The bow is sculpted with a lifelike mythical beast, grand and impressive, appearing ready to soar at any moment.
The spirit ship has finally arrived!
Those just immersed in the dispute suddenly awakened, scattering rapidly, flowing along the channel toward the spirit ship.
"Let’s go!"
Seeing this scenario, even though Miao Sijia’s heart was filled with flames of anger, she had no choice but to suppress her fury.
She gave the Fake Pill elder a fierce glare, then turned to Xu Ping and the others to speak.
With that, she led Xu Ping and the others onto the path to the spirit ship, boarding the vessel.
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Two hours passed in a flash, the spirit ship slowly started, the colossal hull gradually rising off the ground, ascending into the sky.
As the altitude continued to increase, a cross-border journey officially began.
