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Half a year's time was just the blink of an eye for a cultivator. Luo Ping only had a few days left to cultivate in the Purple Yang Palace.
However, Luo Ping found it hard to make a decision in these few days because the mysterious bead in his storage ring was getting out of his control.
In the beginning, he didn't notice the bead's abnormality. However, as the light emitted by the mysterious bead gradually grew stronger, the bead actually began to tremble.
As time passed, the mysterious bead's trembling grew stronger and stronger. At this point, Luo Ping felt that he could no longer control it.
Although the storage ring's grade had increased and his cultivation had also increased, he still couldn't stop the mysterious bead from forcefully rushing out.
Although Luo Ping didn't know why the mysterious bead would undergo such a change, if the mysterious bead was exposed in this place, it was very likely that he would lose this bead.
Therefore, Luo Ping could only try his best to suppress it and only hope that he could survive these last few days. However, on the last day, all his efforts were for naught.
The mysterious bead actually flew out of the storage ring, causing Luo Ping's face to turn pale. He was worried that the bead would be snatched away by the experts of the Purple Yang Palace after it was exposed.
However, his worry only lasted for a moment before he calmed down. This was because the moment the mysterious bead left the storage ring, it merged into the void and disappeared.
Although Luo Ping could sense the existence of the mysterious bead, he didn't know its exact location. He believed that even if there were experts of the Purple Yang Palace monitoring this place, they wouldn't be able to sense it.
After a long time, the mysterious bead didn't have any movements. At this time, it was already close to the time for them to leave the cave.
Luo Ping began to panic. Although he tried to contact the mysterious bead, there was no response. If the bead couldn't return in time, wouldn't it have to stay here?
"It's time. I reckon the elders will be here soon to activate the formation. I didn't expect the pure energy here to be so dense. My strength has increased by thirty percent. What about you, Brother Wuya?"
As Tong Zhen spoke, he continued with his final cultivation. He was unwilling to waste even a second of time. Wu Ya, who was far away, was the same.
"My strength has also increased by thirty percent. If I were to meet the opponents from the Sect Grand Competition again, I would be able to finish them off in ten moves."
Wu Ya replied proudly. He couldn't help but glance in the direction of Luo Ping. However, he saw that Luo Ping's eyes were still closed. It seemed as if he was seriously cultivating.
"Hmph, if you don't have enough cultivation, it's useless no matter how hard you try. You can't make up for the difference in strength."
Wuya said with some disdain. In his opinion, Luo Ping's cultivation was relatively low. Even if Luo Ping had absorbed the pure gas at a faster speed, the increase in strength would not be comparable to his.
Especially when he saw that Luo Ping was still concentrating on cultivation, he felt that it was meaningless. Tong Zhen agreed very much when he heard this.
"Brother Wuya has seen it clearly. Even if he is given one more month, it is just a waste of time. Unlike us, as long as we go back and cultivate for a period of time, we can directly attack the Primordial Soul Stage."
He was already in the late Nascent Soul Stage. After cultivating for half a year, he was already confident that he could advance to the Primordial Soul Stage.
Wuya wanted to say something when he saw that Luo Ping suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, the formation outside the cave was also opened. The elder of the Purple Yang Hall was already standing there.
"The three of you have cultivated for a long time. You can leave now."
The elder urged Luo Ping and the other two. When Luo Ping heard this, he immediately stood up and left the cave with a strange expression. Wuya and Tong Zhen also left at the same time.
After waiting for them to leave, the elder took back the half-moon jade pendant on the purple light shield and resealed the cave with the formation. Then, the elder turned around and looked at Luo Ping and the other two.
"The Sect Master wants to see you. Come with me."
After saying this, the elder flew up and Luo Ping immediately followed. The three of them followed the elder to the main hall of the Purple Yang Hall. After entering, they saw that Sage Ziji was already sitting inside.
After the elder led them in, he left first. Only Luo Ping and the other two, as well as Sage Ziji, were left in the main hall.
"Greetings, Sage Ziji!"
Luo Ping and the other two said at the same time.
"Heh heh, no need to be so formal. Just treat this place as your own sect. Sit down."
Sage Ziji pointed to the seats in front of him. When Luo Ping and the other two heard this, they unceremoniously sat in the row on the left. Luo Ping took the outermost seat.
"The reason why I called you over this time is actually related to the matter of the Demon Race. Right now, the Demon Race has become more and more rampant in our human territory."
"During this time, not only have some of the sects within the Purple Yang Hall been invaded by the Demons sect, but many sects in other areas have also encountered the same thing."
"Therefore, I've decided to arrange for the three of you to lead the younger generation of disciples in each area and form a team. You will be responsible for patrolling and repelling the Demons sect's invaders. Are you willing?"
After Reverend Ziji explained his intentions, he asked for their opinions.
"This junior is willing."
Luo Ping and the other two replied. Even if they didn't want to, could they? Sage Ziji was only putting on an act when he asked them because he knew that no one would go against his wishes.
"Very well then. The first eight areas will be under Wuya's charge, the last eight will be under Tong Zhen's charge, and the middle eight will be under Luo Ping's charge."
"These are three Purple Sun Tokens. Take them with you. Every sect will cooperate with you. Although you are the founders of the team, your cultivations are only at the Nascent Soul Stage. Therefore, we have to arrange for some Nascent Soul Stage and Heavenly Life Stage cultivators to support you at any time."
"With the Purple Yang Tokens, things will be a little more convenient. However, you must remember not to abuse your authority."
After saying this, Sage Ziji took out three purple tokens. The tokens automatically flew out of his hand and towards Luo Ping and the other two.
Luo Ping took the tokens and glanced at them. The front was engraved with the words "Purple Yang" and the back was the word "Token".
Originally, he was worried that the experts of those sects wouldn't cooperate. Now that he had the Purple Yang Tokens, things would be easier. After all, no sect would dare to rebel against the Purple Yang Palace.
"Alright, there's nothing else. You may return to your respective sects. After you return, form your teams as soon as possible. This is the only way to avoid a sneak attack from the Demons sect."
Sage Ziji finally said.
"Yes, this junior understands!"
After Luo Ping and the other two left the main hall of the Purple Yang Palace, a disciple of the Purple Yang Palace led them out of the mountain gate. After leaving the Purple Yang Palace, the disciple returned.
Luo Ping immediately sped up and flew in the direction of the Kongming Sect. Wuya and Tong Zhen looked at each other and followed behind Luo Ping.
The three of them took the same route. However, the Kongming Sect was further away. After flying for about an hour, they gradually left the Purple Yang Palace.
At this moment, Wuya and Tong Zhen suddenly sped up and blocked Luo Ping's path. When Luo Ping saw this, he wasn't surprised at all.
"Why? Are you finally willing to make a move? I admire your patience. You actually waited for an hour before making a move. That's worthy of praise. "
Luo Ping said sarcastically. He had long known that the two of them were up to no good, but he hadn't expected that the two of them would endure for so long.
"Don't try to win a battle of words. You killed my junior brother. This debt must be repaid with your life."
As Wuya spoke, he released his pressure and sealed the surrounding space to prevent Luo Ping from taking the opportunity to escape.
As for Tong Zhen, he also walked behind Luo Ping and blocked Luo Ping's path of retreat, not giving him a chance to return to the Purple Yang Palace.
Luo Ping looked at all of this coldly. He had no intention of escaping. If he really wanted to escape, he wouldn't be stopped by the two of them.
He wasn't a timid person. Moreover, he didn't care about the two people in front of him. It wasn't the Sect Grand Competition anymore, so he could do whatever he wanted.
"If you leave now, it's not too late. Otherwise, you'll end up like your junior brother."
Luo Ping's voice became gloomy. To be honest, he didn't want to fight with the two of them. After all, he wasn't a bloodthirsty person.
"Haha, what a joke. You're boasting too much. Do you think you can escape from the two of us by yourself?"
"Joining hands is only to prevent you from escaping. Any one of us can easily kill you. The difference in cultivation isn't that easy to make up for."
"Unless you have a spiritual weapon, we might be afraid. However, how can a spiritual weapon be obtained by you? Just based on cultivation, you're just a piece of trash. "
"Don't think that you're so great just because you fought until the end of the Sect Grand Competition. After half a year of cultivation, the gap between you and us has only gotten bigger."
Wuya didn't care about Luo Ping at all. Geniuses like them were all proud, let alone now that their overall strength had increased by 30%.
"I agree with this point. The gap between us is getting bigger. However, we'll only know how big the gap is after we fight."
Luo Ping's meaning was naturally the opposite of what Wuya said. After cultivating in the Purple Yang Palace, his strength had increased by 40%.
For someone like him who was already very strong, he was still far ahead of the two of them. Therefore, the gap between them was a huge gap between him and the two of them.
"Alright, then let's see what you're capable of."
As soon as Wuya's voice fell, the aura around his body suddenly shook. A cold killing intent was emitted from the treasured sword in his hand.
The treasured sword trembled slightly, as if it was following the changes in its master's mood. It seemed to be unusually excited. The surrounding space was filled with killing intent and coldness as the treasured sword trembled slightly.
"Hey, Brother Luo. Foster father and I have been waiting here for you for two days. Sure enough, we've been waiting for you."
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