Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 626 - 305: True Monarch Chixiao
Xu Ping’s lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile. In fact, he had long predicted that the Red Gauze Sect would not let things rest, and this day would inevitably come. In just one year, he had consecutively hunted down seven Golden Core elders of the Red Gauze Sect, such a heavy blow that no sect could possibly remain indifferent and swallow its anger.
However, he no longer needed to continue his hunts.
Throughout the past year, by hunting the Golden Core elders of the Red Gauze Sect, he had accumulated nearly 270,000 Contribution Points.
He was just over 30,000 points short of the 300,000 needed to redeem the Mystical Demon Core.
Given his current situation, this deficit could easily be made up by acquiring Contribution Points through the Spirit Worm enhancing Spirit Veins.
"It’s time to draw back and return to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."
Xu Ping silently made up his mind, then proceeded to carefully conceal his aura and quietly left the area.
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Along the way, Xu Ping remained highly vigilant, constantly releasing his Divine Sense to probe the surroundings.
As he gradually approached the boundary of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Xu Ping’s keen Divine Sense suddenly detected a trace of extremely faint abnormal fluctuation.
Although this fluctuation was so faint it was nearly imperceptible, it carried an inexplicable, overwhelming pressure.
Like the undercurrents surging beneath a calm sea, the surface appeared tranquil, yet hidden beneath was a terrifying force that would chill one’s heart.
"Nascent Soul True Monarch?"
Xu Ping furrowed his brows tightly, and his heart immediately rang with alarm.
Sure enough, the moment he detected the change, the Spiritual Qi in the world underwent an earth-shattering transformation.
Originally calm-flowing Spiritual Qi seemed to be summoned by some invisible force, madly converging in one direction, forming a massive vortex.
"Hmph!"
A voice of immense authority came from the sky. It wasn’t loud, yet it felt as if it brought a thunderous power, shaking the entire forest trepidatiously.
"You’re the one, the youngster who killed seven of my sect’s Golden Core elders?"
A scarlet light streaked across the sky and descended upon Xu Ping within a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
As the light dissipated, it revealed an old man with a ruddy complexion and youthful demeanor.
The old man was dressed in a fiery red brocade robe, exuding an extraordinary presence, his brows sharp as a knife, his eyes deep as an abyss, radiating an ethereal, immortal-like aura.
However, at this moment, his eyes were filled with endless fury, like two burning flames intent on incinerating Xu Ping completely.
"True Monarch Chixiao!"
Xu Ping’s eyes narrowed slightly, immediately recognizing the visitor from the portraits in his memory.
Among the Red Sand Sect’s three Nascent Soul True Monarchs, he had meticulously studied their portraits and memorized their physical characteristics.
"Junior has seen True Monarch Chixiao, may I ask what senior seeks of me?" Xu Ping remained impassive, his demeanor calm and composed.
"What am I seeking?"
Listening to Xu Ping’s deliberately ignorant and feigned idiocy, True Monarch Chixiao was infuriated to the point of laughing.
"In a mere year, you’ve killed seven of my sect’s Golden Core elders. Tell me, what am I seeking you for?"
"To answer True Monarch, these were merely normal task confrontations between the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and the Red Sand Sect, not violating the rules of the Cultivation Realm in the Great Xia Country."
Xu Ping’s expression remained as calm as water, responding neither arrogantly nor humbly, with clear clarity in his words, showing no sign of fluster.
In the Cultivation Realm of the Great Xia Country, there exist several unspoken, widely acknowledged rules.
They stipulate that occasional conflicts between major sects are allowed, provided they do not unnecessarily affect innocent mortals or minor sects.
And during confrontations, using forces excessively beyond the opponent’s realm is not permitted, falling within the scope of permissible competition.
As a Golden Core Cultivator himself, Xu Ping’s hunting of same-level Golden Core elders from the Red Sand Sect, although aggressive and bold in style, hadn’t actually violated these tacit rules.
"Rules?"
True Monarch Chixiao’s eyes burned with fiercer anger. "In a year, you’ve killed seven of my powerful Golden Core elders, surpassing normal competitive limits!"
"Today, I shall make you pay the price for that!"
As he finished speaking, True Monarch Chixiao raised his hand and fiercely swung it, instantly unleashing an overwhelming Nascent Soul pressure towards Xu Ping.
This pressure felt like an invisible mountain, compressing the surrounding air until it hummed ominously, the entire world changing color under its force.
Faced with this terrifying pressure capable of terrifying ordinary Golden Core cultivators, there wasn’t a trace of fear in Xu Ping’s eyes; instead, he remained impeccably composed.
"True Monarch Chixiao, are you intending to flagrantly violate the unwritten rules of the Cultivation Realm in the Great Xia Country?"
Xu Ping’s voice was steady, as he calmly spoke.
However, within his anger, True Monarch Chixiao was unmoved.
To slaughter seven Golden Core elders brought significant losses even for a sect as vast as the Red Sand Sect, causing anguish.
Seeing the opponent show no wavering intent and seemingly preparing to attack, Xu Ping didn’t panic.
Instead, he was the first to take action, casting a Magic Technique and summoning the Quasi-Fourth Rank Puppet.
Acting upon a whim, the puppet’s arms shook, drawing the massive bow and arrow to its limit.
As a torrent of Spiritual Qi surged within the puppet, a formidable aura, terrifyingly potent, burst forth from the bow and arrow, shooting straight at True Monarch Chixiao like a beam of annihilation.
"Fourth Rank Puppet?" True Monarch Chixiao was taken aback.
It’s worth knowing that Fourth Rank Puppets are exceedingly rare and precious items, even within large sects they are considered the core essence.
Yet the opponent, merely a Golden Core cultivator, possessed such treasure, truly unexpected.
But True Monarch Chixiao, a genuine Nascent Soul True Monarch, quickly regained his composure.
He snorted coldly, without hesitation, launching an attack.
He drew from his breast a peculiarly shaped ancient copper Spirit Treasure, resembling a small sword, with an eerie dark purple sheen.
Upon being summoned, it immediately transformed into a dark purple streak of light, rushing towards Xu Ping rapidly, the air distorted and warped in its path.
