Although he didnāt come to Yue Country to explore the Nine Nether Elderās secret realm this time, his Protector did come.
And his Protector is a genuine Middle Stage of Golden Core Cultivator!
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Xu Ping, who was completely unaware that someone had taken the blame for him, finally stepped into the territory of the Purple Bamboo Mountain after ten continuous days of relentless flying.
When the familiar silhouette of the Thousand Leaves Mountain appeared in sight, Xu Pingās tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
He hurried back from Dragon Lion Island straight to Thousand Leaves Mountain, exercising utmost caution, and moreover, no one knew his true identity.
In this way, even if a Golden Core Cultivator wanted to track him down, they would definitely find no clues.
Of course, if it was a Nascent Soul Cultivator doing the tracking, the situation would be entirely different!
After all, the great skills of a Nascent Soul Cultivator are vast and unfathomable, and no one can predict what methods they might have.
However, speaking of which, even though Jin Yifei is a Nascent Soul seed heavily nurtured by the Profound Nether Sect, to ask a Nascent Soul Cultivator to help trace clues is simply a fantasy.
A quarter of an hour later.
Xu Ping landed on Thousand Leaves Mountain.
Irritated by the sycophantic greetings of the Water Lake Rat, Xu Ping paid no heed to them.
With one hand clutching the unconscious, barely breathing silver-haired old man, he rushed straight towards the cultivation chamber.
Xu Ping deliberately kept the old man alive for a clear purpose, which was to perform the Soul-Searching Technique.
As soon as he left the auction, someone was following him, and naturally, he wanted to investigate why.
With that thought, Xu Pingās right hand reached out like an eagleās claw, firmly grasping the silver-haired old manās head.
"Soul-Searching Technique!"
With a light shout, Xu Pingās Divine Sense spread into his Sea of Consciousness, beginning to forcibly extract his memories.
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Half an hour later.
Xu Ping slowly withdrew his Divine Sense from the silver-haired old manās Sea of Consciousness.
At this moment, a trace of cold killing intent flickered in his eyes: "So itās really the Luoyun Sect coveting my wealth, and thatās why they revealed my whereabouts to Jin Yifei!"
The one who revealed his whereabouts was none other than the Fake Pill old woman who sent him the Profound Turtle Mountain-Suppressing Skill and the millennial Spiritual Liquid.
"This Luoyun Sect truly is āfull of talentsā!" Xu Ping sneered slightly.
Old grudges have not yet vanished, and new ones have arisen!
Not only did He Chen harbor ill intentions towards him, but now this Fake Pill old woman also stirred up trouble behind his back.
Xu Ping already didnāt have a favorable impression of the Luoyun Sect, and now, even more so.
Though not yet to the point of becoming mortal enemies with the Luoyun Sect, Xu Ping absolutely wouldnāt miss any opportunity to hit them when they are down, given the chance.
Suppressing his thoughts, Xu Ping flicked his fingers, and a flash of Spiritual Light exploded the silver-haired old manās head, then expertly disposed of the body, leaving no trace behind.
After everything was done, Xu Ping finally had the time to check his spoils of war.
He first took out the silver-haired old manās Storage Ring, gently exploring it with his Divine Sense.
Inside the ringās space, a pile of Spirit Stones, stacked like a mountain, came into view.
Xu Ping roughly estimated that there were more than forty thousand Spirit Stones.
Additionally, there were two Artifact Embryos.
As for the talismans and Pills, their quantities were also quite considerable.
"Not too bad!" Xu Ping nodded in satisfaction.
Overall, this silver-haired old man was wealthier than an average Fake Pill Cultivator.
He had spent quite a few Spirit Stones at the auction this time, and this somewhat made up for it.
After organizing the silver-haired old manās items one by one, Xu Ping finally focused on the main event of this time---the corpse of a third-stage Demon Beast.
He sent his Divine Sense into his Storage Ring, then injected a trace of Mana.
In an instant, the ragged third-stage Demon Beastās corpse appeared in the cultivation chamber.
This Demon Beastās body was extremely huge, almost occupying the entire space of the cultivation chamber, and a strong, pungent bloody smell instantly spread, filling the entire room.
Despite being dead for many days, the immense body of this third-stage Demon Beast still faintly exuded a heart-palpitating pressure.
"A third-stage Demon Beast really lives up to its name!" Xu Pingās eyes flashed with a trace of excitement as he sighed in his heart.
Itās well known that the value of a complete third-stage Demon Beast corpse far exceeds that of an average magical treasure.
This single third-stage Demon Beastās corpse could almost cover most of his expenses at this auction.
Xu Pingās Divine Sense, as fine as a thread, slowly scanned the enormous third-stage Demon Beastās corpse.
"Found it!"
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and with a flip of his hand, a Magical Treasure Wooden Sword appeared in his palm.
He grasped the Magical Treasure Wooden Sword, and with Mana surging around him, he stabbed it into the Demon Beastās corpse.
Then he flicked it upwards, and a dark blue, jade-smooth Crystal Stone was directly flipped out.
Xu Ping was quick-eyed and deft, swiftly reaching out his palm, and the dark blue Crystal Stone was steadily caught in his hand.
"Is this the renowned third-stage Demon Core?" Xu Ping curiously gazed at the mysterious Crystal Stone in his hand.
This Demon Core was only the size of a quail egg, surrounded by a faint cyan light.
Close examination revealed subtle patterns on the Demon Coreās surface, and a gentle wind elemental force gradually seeped out from within, circling around it to form a faint wind ring.
If a Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivator swallowed this Core, it would almost have a two to three out of ten chance to achieve a Fake Pill.