Just as Lu Ping retreated, he found a place to study the map again. Suddenly, a blinding red light flew from the north and arrived above Xuan Qi Island in an instant. An overwhelming pressure enveloped the entire island. Then, as if it had discovered something, the red light disappeared into the pavilion.
A commotion broke out among the disciples, but Lu Ping knew it was Enlightened Master Qu, the finale of this mission.
When Lu Ping was in the pavilion, he already knew that Zhenling had come prepared. The spies were just an excuse. However, the appearance of the spirit stone mine seemed to complicate the situation.
A moment later, two Master Immortals rushed out of the pavilion and gathered the disciples. "Enlightened Master Qu has ordered all disciples to depart immediately and attack the surrounding seas and islands of Xuan Qi Island. If you encounter any Xuan Ling cultivators, kill them without mercy. If you are no match for them, especially if you encounter the leader of the Cultivator Sharing Union, Zhang Zhihe, send out the signal immediately. Master Immortal Du and I will be there soon."
The disciples nodded in agreement. This time, no one dared to delay. Everyone took out their mystic instruments and flew towards the surrounding areas of Xuan Qi Island.
The direction Lu Ping chose was the southeast. There was a mini island about a hundred miles away from Xuan Qi Island. On it was a mini mine that produced about sixty spirit stones a day. According to Xuan Ling Sect's rule of collecting spirit stones once every five days, that was three hundred spirit stones a day. Apart from Xuan Qi Island, this was one of the most important locations.
However, he didn't know how strong the cultivators stationed there were. Lu Ping stuffed an Essence Replenishing Pill into his mouth. Even if I'm a peak Ninth Layer Blood Condensation Realm cultivator, I still have to fight them!
The islands in the sea were divided into four levels. Those with a circumference of ten miles were called small islands; those with a circumference of fifty miles were called small islands; those with a circumference of one hundred to two hundred miles were called medium islands; those with a circumference of five hundred miles were called large islands; and those with a circumference of one thousand miles were called large islands.
Zhenling was one of the most powerful sects in the North Sea Region, and even Zhenling only had a large island as its headquarters, which was about seven hundred miles in circumference. However, there was a large spirit vein on the True Spirit Island, which had been cultivated by Zhenling for tens of thousands of years, and was more than enough for Zhenling's current development.
Lu Ping used the Flight Type Artefact Small Spirit Boat and arrived at the miniature island called Yellow Jade Island in just the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
Lu Ping deliberately flew to a high vantage point to look down at the island and found that it was relatively peaceful. Because it was night time, there were only a few fishing fires left in the mortal's residence.
Lu Ping pondered for a moment, then he took out the Xuan Ling Sect disciple uniform and put it on again. Then, he rushed towards the location marked on the map. He knew that the residence of the disciples stationed on the island was definitely not too far from the spirit stone mine.
Just as Lu Ping was about half a mile away from the location marked on the map, a cold voice came from behind a rock in front of him, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
Lu Ping secretly thanked his lucky stars. If it wasn't for the Xuan Ling Sect uniform, there was a high chance that the person hiding behind the rock would ambush him.
Lu Ping pretended to be anxious and said, "Senior Martial Brother, it's me. Master Immortal Zhao Lingqiao has an urgent matter, and he ordered me to inform Senior Martial Brother to come to Xuan Qi Island as soon as possible."
"Oh," the person replied, then asked, "Do you know what it is?"
Lu Ping cursed under his breath, then continued to make up a story, "Master Immortal Zhao said that Zhenling might attack Xuan Qi Island, so he ordered the Senior Martial Brothers stationed on the surrounding islands to return as soon as possible. Master Immortal Zhao has already sent a cultivator from the Cultivator Sharing Union back to the sect."
The person behind the rock finally walked out and said, "I was wondering why you were in such a hurry to rush to my residence. So that's why!"
Lu Ping looked at the cultivator walking towards him and was secretly pleased with himself. However, when he heard the cultivator's words, his heart tightened. "So Senior Martial Brother has been following me all this time."
The person shook his head and said, "It's a type of warning talisman scattered around Huang Yu Island. After you arrived on the island, you activated the talisman and I knew."
Looking at the approaching cultivator, Lu Ping smiled and said, "So that's how it is. And here I thought Senior Martial Brother had reached the Blood Condensation Realm and cultivated a divine sense!"
The person shook his head and smiled bitterly. "How could it be so easy? It took me a lot of effort to gather a few spiritual herbs to refine the Blood Condensation Pill. I don't know when I'll be able to gather the rest."
Hearing this, Lu Ping was overjoyed. He said, "If that's the case, then die!"
Before he could finish speaking, a sword ray had already slashed towards him. The Friar was caught off guard. In his shock, he only had time to throw out a supreme-grade dharmic weapon. He exclaimed, "You're not a disciple of our sect. Who are you?"
Lu Ping's voice was stern. "The person who will take your life!" As he spoke, he didn't give the cultivator a chance to catch his breath. Another two supreme-grade blood talismans flew out.
The Friar's dharmic weapon was cut in half by Lu Ping's sword. Lu Ping's attack left a half-foot-long gash on his body. The Friar had just taken out a pagoda-shaped dharmic weapon, but before he could activate it, two blood talismans knocked it down. The power of a supreme-grade talisman was second only to a Blood Condensation cultivator's attack.
Lu Ping stabbed at him again, forcing him to take out his dharmic weapon from his storage bag. The Friar could only form hand seals and cast four to five spells in an attempt to slow down Lu Ping's attack.
Lu Ping casually slapped a supreme-grade protective blood talisman on his body. He no longer cared about defending and only focused on attacking.
Seeing that his spells were useless on his opponent, The Friar couldn't help but curse in despair, "Supreme-Grade blood talisman, you're despicable!"
He didn't know whether to curse Lu Ping for using blood talismans or Lu Ping for tricking him into attacking him.
Just as he finished cursing, Lu Ping had already taken his head with another slash.
Looking at the spurting blood, Lu Ping still felt a little uncomfortable even though he had already taken a few lives. He took two storage bags from the cultivator's body and quickly left.
He went to another place on the island to collect a few dozen catties of spirit grains. There were some spiritual materials in other places, but it wasn't time yet. It was pointless to go there. Lu Ping simply turned around and flew to another island.
On the way, Lu Ping looked at his spoils of war. There were 160 spirit stones in the storage bag. The cultivator stationed on the island could get 20% of the island's resources. The cultivator must have taken out his share.
60 catties of spirit grains were only 20 spirit stones.
On the other hand, the cultivator's interspatial pouch contained some good stuff. The tower-shaped mystic instrument was actually a mid-grade defensive mystic instrument, which left Lu Ping speechless. Fortunately, Lu Ping reacted quickly and blasted the mystic instrument away with the blood charm before the cultivator could cast it out. Otherwise, the battle would have been much more difficult.
This solved his problem of changing into a Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm cultivator. Although he could use a mid-grade mystic instrument now, it was still quite difficult. This was also because his arcane energy was more abundant than ordinary people. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to think about using a mid-grade mystic instrument.
A low-grade offensive mystic instrument, a mace, looked very mighty.
Three bottles of supreme-grade medicinal pills for Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm cultivators — Blood Vigor Pills. These pills were much better than the ones Lu Ping had seen before.
Three stalks of 500-year-old spiritual herbs were required to concoct the Blood Condensing Pills. Although Lu Ping had obtained two of them before, it didn't affect his ability to exchange them for Blood Condensing Pills in Zhenling. Among the 24 types of 500-year-old spiritual herbs required to concoct the Blood Condensing Pills, as long as he gathered eight of them, he could exchange them for a Blood Condensing Pill.
There were close to 200 spirit stones. Guarding a spirit stone mine was indeed a lucrative job. Not only could he use the best medicinal pills for cultivation, but he could also save a lot of spirit stones.
There was also a talisman-crafting jade scroll. To be able to craft a rare talisman like the Warning Talisman, this Xuan Ling Sect cultivator must have a high level of talisman crafting skills.
Lu Ping placed the jade scroll on his forehead. Lu Ping knew how to craft most of the talismans inside. There was also a summary of the cultivator's talisman crafting experience. Finally, there was the method of crafting the Warning Talisman that made Lu Ping salivate.
Lu Ping was not in the mood to count the other spiritual materials and miscellaneous items.
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