CHAPTER 48: CHAPTER 48: DEMON CULTIVATOR PATRIARCH

"Not good! Poison—cover your mouth and nose, quickly take the Detoxification Pill!"

The lead cultivator’s face changed dramatically, and after shouting, he hurriedly swallowed the Detoxification Pill.

However, the poison was too strong. Even after ingesting the Detoxification Pill, some cultivators with low cultivation fell down one by one due to poisoning.

Thud! Thud!

Only five or six cultivators with high cultivation or anti-poison artifacts remained standing, but they looked like they wouldn’t last much longer.

"Despicable, you actually poisoned us!" Jiang Wei glared angrily.

The jade pendant at his waist had already turned black, emitting wisps of black smoke.

The demon cultivator let out a cold laugh, "You self-proclaimed righteous cultivators are still so hypocritical, so it’s okay for you to gang up on me? But I’m not allowed to use poison?"

"You deserve to die!" Jiang Wei grumbled through clenched teeth.

Whoosh!

He forcefully channeled his mana, and a stream of silver light shot out from his sleeve like lightning towards the demon cultivator.

A faint shadow of a silver ruler could be seen within the silver light.

This was a mid-grade magical artifact.

"Humph!" The demon cultivator snorted coldly, summoning a dark cyan shield, which expanded with the wind, like a stone wall blocking in front of him.

Boom!

The silver light exploded, and the light from the mid-grade magical artifact dimmed, lacking follow-up strength.

Jiang Wei grunted, a faint brownish color appearing on his face, looking exhausted and unable to attack anymore.

"Vile demon spawn, my Longevity Sect will not let you go." He glared angrily.

"Hehe, every one of you just likes to talk big, wait until I rip out your heart and lungs right before your eyes, you won’t look so fierce then." The demon cultivator sneered, feeling victorious.

"May you be struck by lightning, meet a bad end, and have no... Not good enough? I can’t even curse anymore," Jiang Wei said helplessly.

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, several magical artifacts were already thrown at the demon cultivator.

Boom boom boom...

The dark cyan shield in front of him was instantly shattered by the impact.

"What!!" The demon cultivator’s face changed dramatically as he quickly retreated, hurriedly looking in the direction of the attacks.

It turned out that the five or six cultivators who were almost incapacitated by poison were suddenly recovering, manipulating magical artifacts to attack him.

The disciples of the Longevity Sect looked at the demon cultivator calmly, their tone mocking, "Did you think we weren’t prepared? It just takes time for the detoxification, fool!"

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivator’s face flushed red, eyes burning with rage.

He hadn’t expected these cultivators to toy with him like this!!

However, at least five of the cultivators were at Qi Cultivation level six, and three were in the Late-Stage Qi Cultivation, he really wasn’t their opponent!

"Ancestor, save me!" He could only call for help in a low voice.

"Fool as a pig!" A cold voice echoed in his mind, and a black snake about a foot long, with eyes red as blood, emerged from his sleeve, looking at him with cold eyes.

"Ancestor," the demon cultivator shuddered, lowering his head.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The other cultivators continued to control their magical artifacts, hurling them at him.

The black snake leaped into the air, its body instantly expanding to two fathoms, a magnificent aura oppressing all directions.

Boom!

Its tail was like a whip, instantly sweeping all the magical artifacts away, although a few scales on its demon body were shattered.

"Snake demon!!"

The remaining five or six were horrified, sensing from its power that it was likely not just an ordinary First Rank demon beast.

The black snake suddenly dashed forward, almost instantly lunging towards a Qi Cultivation level seven cultivator.

Its silhouette cut through the night sky like a black lightning bolt, carrying unmatched power.

"Not good."

The Qi Cultivation level seven cultivator flashed a trace of fear in his eyes, secretly thinking it was bad.

He hurriedly summoned a defensive magical artifact, holding it in front of him.

Boom!

The black snake’s tail instantly lashed the magical artifact away, its remaining power striking down on him heavily.

"Ah!"

He spat blood wildly, collapsing painfully to the ground.

"How could it be??"

The remaining few flashed horror in their eyes, how was a Qi Cultivation level seven cultivator critically injured in one strike?

What kind of snake demon is this!

They glanced at one another, all seeing retreat in each other’s eyes.

This was entirely beyond their ability to handle.

Without the slightest hesitation, they scattered in all directions and fled.

But the black snake calmly watched the scene, not chasing after them.

Only when they had all vanished did the black snake exhale a breath of black energy, its size rapidly decreasing.

"Rip out the organs of these people, then find a hidden place to refine them all." The black snake landed on Ma Hui’s shoulder.

Its tone remained cold, yet revealed a hint of weakness.

"Understood, Ancestor." Ma Hui responded, trembling.

Even after spending so much time with him, he still knew little about the black snake before him.

He only knew that this was a human Golden Core demon cultivator, who encountered an accident during body-seizing, and ended up merging with a demon snake.

The combination of demon cultivation and demon body made this Golden Core ancestor’s temper so unpredictable, often performing demonic secret techniques on him, causing him unbearable pain.

Ma Hui dared not disobey in the slightest.

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The external disturbances did not affect Xu Ping.

For the next few days, he had been adapting to and comprehending his swordsmanship after grasping the Sword Qi Thunder Sound.

Even without using Sword Qi Thunder Sound, the power of his swordsmanship had improved significantly compared to before.

After fully adapting for five days, he could now wield his swordsmanship power freely.

The only blemish was that the Qinghe Sword seemed somewhat mismatched with him.

Every time he used his swordsmanship, he felt a sense of being restrained by the Qinghe Sword, which weakened his swordsmanship’s power.

Especially when using the Sword Qi Thunder Sound, it was even more so.

He felt as if the entire sword body of the Qinghe Sword was about to explode.

"It seems I still need to change to a new magic sword," Xu Ping thought to himself.

"But the Qinghe Sword is already a mid-grade magic sword. If I am to replace it, I must switch to an upper-grade magic sword. Where am I supposed to find one!" Xu Ping felt a headache.

If it was in the previous market, he might still have a chance to buy one with spirit stones, but now, even if others have one, who would sell it!

After all, Xu Ping had been in the trading area for so long, and never heard of anyone selling an upper-grade magical artifact.

"Forget it, let Yuan Wei try to find it first, anyway, I definitely can’t handle it now," Xu Ping sighed slightly.

Upper-grade magical artifacts require at least Late-Stage Qi Cultivation to barely wield.

Even if his mana was thicker than ordinary cultivators, he would need to break through to Qi Cultivation level six to handle it.

And he was only at Qi Cultivation level five, still a way from level six.

Xu Ping moved his gaze upwards, focusing on the proficiency panel.

[Level: Qi Cultivation level five: 82/100; Nourishing Life Skill level two: 52/100]

"Still 18 points away, at least another month," Xu Ping thought to himself.

Ever since breaking through to Qi Cultivation level five, his cultivation speed had slowed down.

And the further along, the slower it got, even with the aid of Spirit Gathering Pills.

Now it was nearly two days to gain just one point.

He wondered if it was due to taking too many pills, creating a resistance.