CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: FINALE

"Ancestor!" Ma Hui and Gao Jun were filled with terror. The ancestor, who was like a god in their hearts, died just like that!

Run!

Run quickly!!

This was the only thought left in their minds now.

However, Xu Ping naturally wouldn’t give them this chance; he understood the principle of cutting weeds and eliminating the roots.

Xu Ping’s figure flashed, hurtling towards the two men.

The two were already scared out of their wits by Xu Ping, unable to muster any courage to fight back.

But stimulated by the fear of death, they certainly wouldn’t just wait to die.

Ma Hui manipulated a humanoid monster to charge at Xu Ping, and dense golden arrows from the sky shot down explosively.

Xu Ping’s eyes narrowed, his speed skyrocketed again, easily dodging the rain of arrows, and then a wave of sword qi shattered the humanoid monster.

With no more obstacles in front, he caught up to the two in an instant.

"Die!"

In the two men’s terrified eyes, Xu Ping granted them each a sword strike.

Poof!

Blood sprayed out as their heads flew high into the air before crashing to the ground.

With no one to control them after, the golden arrows in the sky slowly disappeared, and the humanoid monster, which had reformed its shape, stood there dumbfounded and motionless.

"Whew!"

Xu Ping slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air: "It’s finally over."

At this moment, the people who survived in the valley were stunned for a moment. After coming to their senses, the overwhelming joy nearly filled their entire chests: "We survived, we survived!!"

Today had been too thrilling for them, with heaven and hell just a thought apart, repeating several times, nearly causing their hearts to give out.

But fortunately, it was all over. They finally survived.

"White Daoyou’s divine power killed the black snake, saving my life. Truly grateful!" At this moment, Zhang Changqing came over and cupped his hands in thanks.

His face was still pale, but his breathing had stabilized.

"Why say such things, Daoist Zhang? If not for Daoist Zhang weakening the black snake, I fear I would be in trouble." Xu Ping waved his hand.

"I only made a trivial contribution..."

Ye Qing, standing to the side with a pale face, had bright eyes, staring fixedly at the two of them.

White Daoyou, the peerless Sword Cultivator, and Zhang Daoyou, with the special Spirit Body.

Mmm, mmm, mmm!!!

...

After tidying up the aftermath.

The Demon Suppression Team left the valley. The team, originally close to a hundred strong, now had only thirty-something people left, with heavy casualties.

And Xu Ping and Zhang Changqing lagged at the end of the group.

"The reputation of the peerless Sword Cultivator, White Daoyou, will likely spread throughout the entire market." Zhang Changqing sighed.

"I’d rather not have such a reputation!" Xu Ping said with a wry smile.

Zhang Changqing naturally understood what the other party was worried about. With the reputation of a peerless Sword Cultivator spreading, forget about the Golden Core Sect, even the Nascent Soul Sect would be shaken.

If he were lucky and got taken in by a Nascent Soul Sect, then his path to immortality would be assured; if unlucky, the end could be quite tragic.

"Daoist friend need not worry. The market’s information is sealed right now, so it cannot spread, and with the strength of the daoist friend, there’s simply no opponent in the entire market." Zhang Changqing comforted.

"Perhaps." Xu Ping sighed in his heart.

Actually, to prevent the news from spreading, there was another way: kill everyone here.

Xu Ping believed that although he was not a good person, he really couldn’t do such a thing of wanton slaughter of innocents.

"Daoist Zhang, do you know when the people from your sect will come?" Xu Ping asked.

Zhang Changqing hesitated for a while, but decided to speak the truth: "I don’t know either. There’s been no message from the sect. I do have a long-distance Sound Transmission Talisman, but it’s one-way and can only passively receive messages."

"If there is any news from the sect, I will definitely tell White Daoyou first." Zhang Changqing said firmly.

Xu Ping gave Zhang Changqing a deep look, then cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Daoist Zhang."

What Zhang Changqing said was certain, but it was only his side of the story, so he couldn’t completely believe it.

"Perhaps I should leave this market." Xu Ping sighed inwardly.

With his current strength, as long as he didn’t court death, or if his luck wasn’t astronomically bad, crossing three thousand miles to leave shouldn’t be a big problem.

"By the way, Daoist Zhang, what did that black snake say about your blood talisman spirit body? Is it a special kind of spirit body?" Xu Ping suddenly recalled what the black snake said.

"Yes, it’s a special Spirit Body." Zhang Changqing nodded, not hiding it at all.

"The blood talisman spirit body is a talisman Dao constitution, naturally in tune with the great way of talismans, allowing cultivators to make rapid progress on the path of talismans. Their essence blood can even augment talismans, making them more powerful, and can also forcibly control talismans with their essence blood."

"Talisman Dao constitution?" Xu Ping was a bit shocked. To think there’s a spirit body particularly suited for the Dao of talismans?

It’s simply incredible.

However, in the Cultivation Realm, there are countless miraculous skills and secret techniques, so having a blood talisman spirit body is normal.

Very soon, he thought back to the previous battles where Zhang Changqing pulled out various talismans: ’So... those were all drawn by him, able to create even second-stage talismans beyond rank, this blood talisman spirit body is truly terrifying!’

If someone with talent for first rank talismans could draw talismans beyond their small rank, the second-stage talismans are completely beyond what a Qi Cultivator can create.

"The blood talisman spirit body is a latent constitution, not evident usually, but it mainly requires postnatal activation to unlock."

"I’ve only recently awakened it and haven’t had the chance to report it to the sect. Otherwise, the sect wouldn’t have abandoned me here, indifferent, though I can’t compare to White Daoyou, I might barely qualify as a genius." Zhang Changqing jokingly remarked about himself.

"Daoist Zhang is joking. With your talent, you’re quite the genius among geniuses." Xu Ping complimented.

The two chatted casually along the way, separating only when nearing the market.

...

...

The first ray of dawn light gently filtered through the light morning mist, softly illuminating the tranquil phoenix trees.

Returning to his original appearance, Xu Ping went back home.

He picked up the teapot and took a large gulp. Under the stimulus of cold water, he felt a faint pain in his chest.

Though he was injured in the battle with the black snake just now, it wasn’t severe. Given his physique, he’d recover in a few days.

"Whew!"

Xu Ping put down the teapot and let out a long sigh, "From now on, if something can be solved by spending Spirit Stones, then do so."

Recently, his strength had grown too quickly, and he noticed he was getting a bit overconfident.

Taking on the previous demon eradication mission was something he wouldn’t have even dared to imagine before.

And now, for a thousand and one hundred Spirit Stones, he nearly lost his life.

Still not steady enough!

Now, thinking about that black snake, Xu Ping felt a chill down his spine.

Divine Sense, shedding skins, various arrays.

He felt that even ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators weren’t this exaggerated.

If not for his Taihang Nourishing God Skill breaking through to Minor Achievement, he felt he would have lost combat ability from the first wave of divine sense attacks.

"The effect of the Taihang Nourishing God Skill is better than I thought. It can even resist divine sense attacks, looks like I need to spend more time on it!"

"Striving to break through to Perfection as soon as possible should bring unexpected changes!"