Xuan Qi Island had sixteen smaller islands under its jurisdiction. After leaving Huang Yu Island, Lu Ping flew towards the east. That was the furthest island under Xuan Qi Island's jurisdiction – Huang Li Island.
This time, Zhen Ling Sect had the absolute advantage in the purge of Xuan Ling Sect's disciples. There were too many wolves, but not enough meat. Everyone knew this was an opportunity to make a fortune, and no one wanted to fall behind. Other than Huang Yu Island, there were other islands that were more lucrative than Huang Li Island. However, by the time Lu Ping went to other islands, there would only be scraps left. Hence, he might as well try his luck on Huang Li Island.
According to the map, Huang Li Island was one of the more desolate of the sixteen islands. Normally, it could only be used as a spiritual grain production base. Fortunately, there were a few spots with dense spiritual energy. Five mu of spiritual fields were opened up, and every three months, a batch of spiritual grains could be harvested up to five hundred jin of spiritual grains.
Lu Ping could be said to be filthy rich, but he still couldn't bear to part with the meat on the leg of a mosquito.
Fifteen minutes later, Lu Ping arrived at Huang Li Island. He quickly swallowed an Essence Replenishing Pill to recover his arcane energy. In just two short days, he had been eating Essence Replenishing Pills like jelly beans. Indeed, spirit stones were spent like water in battle!
The one guarding Huang Li Island was a Xuan Ling Eighth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciple. Without a word, Lu Ping thrust his flying sword towards his chest.
Before the disciple realized why this' fellow disciple 'wanted to kill him, he could only roll to the side in panic. However, his shoulder blade was still pierced by Lu Ping.
There was no suspense in what happened next. This Xuan Ling Sect disciple was severely injured. Whether it was his cultivation, his magical equipment, or his wealth, he was no match for Lu Ping. His only fate was to die.
Lu Ping's harvesting skills had improved a lot over the past few days. In just two hours, he had already harvested five acres of spirit grains that were divided into seven or eight areas on the island.
From this fallen Xuan Ling Sect disciple, Lu Ping didn't gain much. After all, he was only an Eighth Layer Xuan Ling Sect disciple, and he was sent to this remote island to plant spirit grains. It was obvious that he wasn't welcomed by the sect.
There were only a few dozen spirit stones in the storage pouch, and only a low-grade flying knife as a magic weapon. Unfortunately, he was killed before he could use it, and Lu Ping took advantage of it in vain.
Some of the medicinal pills were normal as well. He had the same cultivation level as Lu Ping, but he was actually using the Blood Purification Pill that Lu Ping had already eliminated long ago. However, the 50 kilograms of Spirit Grain inside was not bad. There were also some miscellaneous spiritual materials that were not worth much spirit stones. Lu Ping was too lazy to count them and put them back into the storage bag.
After a night of running and fighting, Lu Ping felt very tired. Seeing that there were only a little more than two hours left until dawn, Lu Ping decided to rest on Huang Li Island for a while to recover his spiritual energy and spiritual energy.
Four hours later, the sky was bright. The mortals on the island had already started their daily routine, and they didn't know that Huang Li Island had changed.
Lu Ping let out a long breath and slowly stopped cultivating. He felt the spiritual energy in his blood vessels getting stronger. He was slightly excited. Fighting was indeed an effective way to improve. His Eighth Layer Xuan Ling cultivation had reached its peak. It seemed that after this mission, he would be able to break through to the late Eighth Layer.
At this moment, he heard the rumbling of thunder from afar. Lu Ping was surprised. Although the weather over the sea was unpredictable, the sound of thunder was also strange.
Originally, Lu Ping didn't plan to pay attention to it. But after cultivating for a while, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.
He heard the calm voice of a middle-aged man say, "Reporting to Immortal Elder, the fishermen on the island were suddenly attacked by sea beasts. The nets of several fishing boats were torn apart by the sea beasts. Some of the smaller fishing boats were also knocked over. More than ten fishermen have already been eaten by the sea beasts. Please, Immortal Elder, save them."
Lu Ping originally planned to return to Xuan Qi Island immediately. He didn't want to meddle in this matter. But after thinking about it, Xuan Qi Island would soon be under Zhenling's rule. He could also make a name for the sect in advance. Lu Ping grew up in the True Spirit Faction and felt a sense of belonging to Zhenling.
Lu Ping followed the middle-aged man to the harbor. When everyone saw that the Immortal Elder had been replaced, they didn't dare to say anything. Instead, they cheered at his arrival.
Several fishing boats outside the harbor had already sunk. Many of the fishermen who had fallen into the sea had been rescued, but many had been dragged into the water by the sea beasts. There were a few bloodstains on the surface of the water. There were also a few fishing nets that had been scattered by the sea beasts and dragged around by the sea beasts. The islanders who had gathered on the shore cried out in alarm.
Lu Ping was flustered by the cries. He activated his magic boat and made a white wave on the surface of the sea. In the blink of an eye, he arrived outside the harbor. Lu Ping threw two flying swords and a flying dagger into the sea. The three magic weapons pierced back and forth. Immediately, the sea was dyed red with the blood of the sea beasts. Huge carcasses of the sea beasts floated to the surface.
Lu Ping threw a few Ice Thorn Talismans and Golden Dagger Talismans towards the fishing boats that were running around. The Golden Dagger Talismans cut the ropes of the fishing nets while the Ice Thorn Talismans pierced into the sea, bringing up another flower of blood.
When the fishermen of Huang Li Island saw that the Immortal Elder had easily resolved a disaster, they couldn't help but sing praises for Lu Ping loudly. The fishermen on the rescued boats were even more grateful to Lu Ping. For a moment, Lu Ping was at a loss as to what to do.
Lu Ping wanted to show off for Zhenling. He raised his voice and shouted, "I am a disciple of Zhenling. From today onwards, Huang Li Island will be under Zhenling's rule. Our sect will naturally protect the islanders."
Sure enough, the islanders didn't have any dissatisfaction with the change of sect. They simply agreed in unison.
At this moment, a muffled thunder resounded from afar. Only now did Lu Ping realize that it wasn't thunder. Perhaps, someone was fighting. These sea beasts were probably frightened by the fight and fled in all directions. The fishermen of Huang Li Island were caught in the crossfire.
Lu Ping's mind shuddered. Who else would know how to fight at this moment? He quickly cast a sound amplification spell and shouted towards the fishing boats outside the harbor, "Quickly return to the harbor. Everyone on the island, return to your homes. Beware of trouble!"
Nobody dared to question Lu Ping. One after another, they returned to their boats. Just as everyone on the island was evacuated, a blood-red light was flying towards the direction of Huang Li Island. Behind the blood-red light, a fleeing light was hot on its tail.
When the fleeing light got closer, Lu Ping realized that the cultivator in the blood-red light was Zhang Zhihe, who had escaped earlier. A loud shout came from the fleeing light behind, "Is that Martial Nephew Lu in front? Quickly stop the remnants of the 'Cultivator Sharing Union'! "
It was Master Immortal Du Zichao.
Lu Ping felt bitter in his heart. That Zhang Zhihe was an Early Blood Condensation Realm expert. Even though he was severely injured, he was still not someone that an Eighth Layer Blood Refining Realm cultivator like him could handle.
I'll just have to risk it. At most, I'll be heavily injured once. As long as I can hold on for a while, Master Immortal Du will be able to catch up.
Seeing that the blood-red light was getting closer and closer, Lu Ping raised his right hand. An iron seal flew up and spun in the air. It grew to a size of several meters and smashed towards the blood-red light.
At the same time, a bronze mirror floated above Lu Ping's head. His left hand only had enough time to strike out a supreme-grade Diamond Blood Talisman. Then, he heard the Cultivator Sharing Union's leader, Zhang Zhihe, shouting angrily from within the blood-red light, "You're courting death!"
An unstoppable surge of arcane energy surged towards him, sending Landslide flying backwards. The bronze mirror above his head flickered, and the golden Diamond Blood Talisman instantly turned transparent. Lu Ping felt a tightness in his chest. For a moment, he couldn't summon his arcane energy. He had to take a few steps back before he could recover.
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