Two days later, on the boundless East Sea, an island that looked like a continent suddenly appeared — Qian Yuan Island, the largest island in the northern part of the East Sea. At the center of Qian Yuan Island was the rolling Qian Yuan Mountain, and a magnificent city surrounded the entire Qian Yuan Mountain. This was Qian Yuan City, a huge mountain city, the real center of the Northern Alliance.
Lu Ping and Chi Lianying parted ways before entering the city. Both of them had important things to do, so naturally, they would not enter the city together. Before Chi Lianying left, she chuckled strangely at Lu Ping, then suddenly tore off a piece of skin from her face, changing it into a mature and charming face.
This level of disguise was far superior to the white and red masks that Lu Ping had used before. Lu Ping actually did not notice it at all before. According to Hong Ying, Chi Lianying had been dominating the twenty-seven outer islands for seven years, and even negotiated with the Core Forging Enlightened Masters of the three alliances many times before finally successfully occupying five islands. In other words, this woman had worn a mask on her face for seven years without anyone noticing.
The ingenuity of her disguise and her forbearance really made Lu Ping admire her.
The entire Qian Yuan City was protected by a huge formation, and the large spirit vein on Qian Yuan Island was the source of the formation's spiritual power. Legend had it that this large spirit vein had been carefully cultivated by generations of masters of the Northern Alliance, and had reached the limit of a large spirit vein. It was only one step away from being promoted to a giant spirit vein.
Qian Yuan City prohibited cultivators from flying in the city, not even Core Forging Enlightened Masters, unless you were Fa Xiang Laozu. Lu Ping casually paid the city entrance tax of ten spirit stones, then picked a cultivator who looked smart from the tour guides at the city gate, tipped him a mid-grade spirit stone, and asked him to take him to various shops selling spirit herbs in Qian Yuan City.
In Lu Ping's mind, as one of the largest cities in the North Sea, there would definitely be an abundance of cultivation resources in the city. Naturally, there would be all kinds of treasures. However, at the beginning, Lu Ping was quite satisfied with the purchase of spirit herbs. But after just a few shops, Lu Ping felt that something was wrong. He stopped the Blood Refining Realm tour guide and asked, "Do you know why this shop only sells 500-year-old spirit herbs, but I've never seen a shop selling 1,000-year-old spirit herbs?"
Looking at the ignorant tour guide in front of him, Lu Ping knew that this was not something a Blood Refining Realm cultivator like him should know. So, he waved his hand and sent the Minor Repairs Cultivator away.
Just then, Lu Ping suddenly felt as if he was being watched. When he turned his head, he saw two Late Blood Condensation cultivators looking at him from afar. When Lu Ping turned his head, they seemed to have confirmed something and quickly walked towards him.
"Sir, you have been continuously purchasing spirit herbs from the shop. Are you an alchemist? Our gang leader invites you to come with us! "
One of the cultivators who spoke had a calm expression as if he was talking about something very normal. It seemed like he had done this many times before.
Today, the hall master heard that a cultivator had come to the area under his control to purchase 500-year-old spirit herbs. Moreover, the cultivator kept asking about 1,000-year-old spirit herbs and wanted to purchase them. The hall master was overjoyed when he heard that. He turned around and ordered the two cultivators to invite the alchemist over while he hurriedly went to inform the gang leader.
From their point of view, Lu Ping was just a Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivator. With their Dark Mountain Gang's influence, if they were to invite a Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivator for a cup of tea, wouldn't Lu Ping welcome them with a smile?
Lu Ping really didn't put these two cultivators in his eyes. Since when could an alchemist be ordered around by a few small fries?
Lu Ping glanced coldly at the two cultivators and ignored them. He leisurely called the tour guide, Minor Repairs, to bring him to the Listening Sound Hut to drink tea and listen to the zither.
The two cultivators from the Dark Mountain Gang were used to being treated with respect in this area. As long as they mentioned the name of the Dark Mountain Gang, even a Core Forging Enlightened Master would have to give them some face. They had never been ignored like this before. The two cultivators' faces turned bright red. They took two quick steps forward and blocked in front of Lu Ping. "Sir, you really don't have any respect for the Dark Mountain Gang. We have come under the orders of the hall master to invite you. We have already given you enough face. Sir, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
When the cultivators on the street heard the two cultivators mentioning the name of the Dark Mountain Gang, they looked at Lu Ping with pity. They didn't know why a Late Blood Condensation cultivator would go against a local gang like the Dark Mountain Gang.
Lu Ping was annoyed that his path was blocked by the two men. He snorted coldly and the two men in front of him felt a buzzing sound in their heads. Both of them were taken aback by Lu Ping's response.
When the two of them regained their senses, Lu Ping had already walked past them. His voice lingered in the air as he said, "Is this how your Hall Master asked you to invite an Alchemist? The Dark Mountain Gang really doesn't have any respect for alchemists! "
When the cultivators on both sides of the street heard Lu Ping's words, their gazes immediately changed. This time, they looked at the two cultivators from the Dark Mountain Gang with pity. Although the Dark Mountain Gang was an underground power in the streets near Qianyuan City, and it was said that there were three Core Forging experts in the gang, it wasn't to the extent that they didn't have any respect for alchemists, right?
Although the two cultivators from the Dark Mountain Gang didn't know the weight of Lu Ping's words, their instincts told them that something was wrong. Did they mess up the hall master's task? But there was no reason for the gang to give in to a Late Blood Condensation cultivator!
The Listening Hut was a wonderful place for low-level cultivators in Qianyuan City. The hut was actually a teahouse, but the cultivator who ran the teahouse had several cultivators who were proficient in music. They often played the zither and flute in the hut. These tunes had special effects on cultivators' temperament, solidifying their realm, calming their mind, and even healing injuries. Therefore, many Blood Condensation cultivators in Qianyuan City were willing to come here to drink tea and listen to the zither. This became a good place for low-level cultivators in Qianyuan City to relax while they cultivated. Occasionally, Core Forging Enlightened Masters who loved music would come here to drink tea and listen to the zither. This made the Listening Hut even more famous.
Lu Ping casually sent the tour guide, Minor Repairs, away and walked into the teahouse. Waves of ethereal zither music suddenly floated over and lingered in Lu Ping's ears.
Although Lu Ping didn't know anything about music, the magic power in his body seemed to flow faster with the zither music. His divine sense also shook, as if his spirit, Qi, and spirit were adjusted to the best state with the zither music.
A boy came forward and asked, "May I ask if you are Senior Lu Jiu? There are two sisters who want to see you. Please follow me! "
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