Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 374 - Chapter 374 Chapter 220 Im Not a Bad Person Either

Chapter 374: Chapter 220 I’m Not a Bad Person Either! Chapter 374: Chapter 220 I’m Not a Bad Person Either! The deck of the surviving Immortal Boat was now filled with kneeling cultivators.

There were no mortals, as the mortals of the Southern Desolate had become as rare as protected species.

Deacon Luo and his companions saw a figure descending on a gourd.

In Deacon Luo’s eyes, this mysterious strong figure was shrouded in a blood light, making it impossible to discern their specific features.

As for their cultivation, although he could not feel the oppressive aura released by the other party.

The cultivators did not dare to use their Divine Sense to probe.

Meanwhile, under the protection of the blood light, Su Ping was indeed not afraid of being detected by the other party.

Even so, Deacon Luo and others could guess the cultivation of this life-saving benefactor from various clues.

The Incense Fire God Puppet of the Jade Lion Venerate was at least of the Late Golden Core realm.

To have such a being instantly controlled and dragged into the secret realm.

The existence with such strength, could it be… a Nascent Soul Ancestor?

So, when Su Ping stopped his gourd,

the cultivators on the deck of the Immortal Boat shouted in unison:

“Welcome, Old Ancestor!”

Moved by an impulse, Su Ping’s blood light swept across the Immortal Boat.

After confirming that there were no traces of Evil Cultivators, he faintly said:

“The Old Man hails from the Central Domain.”

“I’ve come to the Southern Desolate to eradicate all remnants of the Incense Fire Divine Path!”

“Does anyone have information about this?”

Assuming the identity of the Old Ancestor, Su Ping asked indifferently.

Besides searching for the Blood God Seal in the Southern Desolate, as soon he arrived, he encountered the uncontrollable remnants of the Incense Fire Divine Path.

After relying on the Blood God’s immense power, Su Ping immediately discovered that after consuming the opposing Incense Fire God, the Blood God’s body had slightly enlarged.

This was comparable to the accumulation of the Blood God Sect over decades.

This realization brightened Su Ping’s perspective as he found a rapid shortcut to strengthening the Blood God’s body.

Of course, this shortcut would have side effects, as various mixed thoughts and Evil Qi would feedback onto the user.

However, these mixed thoughts could be consumed by the Greedy Wolf Divine Sense.

Most of the Evil Qi would be offset by the Evil Exorcism Blessing on Su Ping.

The few remnants that were difficult to eradicate could be purified by the Purification Potion.

“Incense Fire God?”

Upon hearing this, Deacon Luo’s heart stirred, and with the memory of the previous scene emerging, he quickly realized that this Nascent Soul Ancestor was likely a major figure in the Incense Fire Divine Path.

Also, having seen only an arm, Deacon Luo still reminded somewhat of the Blood God Sect, an Incense Fire Divine Path sect.

But how could that be possible?

If the Blood God Sect was really that powerful, why had they struggled so much in the Southern Desolate before?

Dismissing this unreliable guess, Deacon Luo crawled quickly to the forefront of the deck and said:

“The Old Ancestor is wise!”

“This youngster is one of the thirty-six Deacons of the Southern Desolate Trading Society, and I have served the society for nearly two hundred years, traversing all corners of the Southern Desolate.”

“When it comes to the geography and culture of the Southern Desolate, there are few who can claim to know it better than this youngster.”

“This youngster is also willing to guide the Old Ancestor!”

“But…”

At this point, Deacon Luo paused, very afraid that the Nascent Soul Ancestor, upon hearing that he wanted to set conditions, would simply crush them all to devour them.

Fortunately, after waiting for a while without sensing a terrifying oppressive force, Deacon Luo breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

“I hope the Old Ancestor is willing to stay on this Immortal Boat, allowing all of us here to serve you!”

The other adult cultivators on deck, upon hearing Deacon Luo’s words,

were filled with gratitude towards him.

They too were aware that even if this Nascent Soul Ancestor spared them,

travelling alone without other Immortal Boats, they are likely in great danger.

Thus, they might as well cling to the coattails of this powerful figure, hoping that after he swept through the Southern Desolate, he would take them away to the Central Domain.

Most cultivators still harbored some unrealistic fantasies about the Central Domain.

Assuming that since all the major sects had moved there, the living conditions, even at their worst, must be much better than in the Southern Desolate.

Only well-informed cultivators like Deacon Luo, who had been to many places, knew that the current Immortal Cultivation World had no true sanctuaries left.

Risking the great journey was merely out of reluctance, a desire to live a little longer.

“Agreed!”

Su Ping slightly nodded, wrapped in the blood light and landed down after collecting the gourd.

With a large Immortal Boat for transportation and volunteers coming forward to help,

Su Ping naturally didn’t mind.

After releasing a blood light that descended into the depths of the Mist Forest, lifting unreclaimed possessions up,

Su Ping moved into the most luxurious guest room on the Immortal Boat.

The large Immortal Boat, directed by Deacon Luo, turned and sped off, becoming a trail of afterimages.

Su Ping, in the guest room, examined the Formation knowledge related to the Immortal Boat provided by Deacon Luo.

Thus, time passed very quickly.

Since Su Ping’s blood light occasionally flickered, releasing the aura of the Blood God,

many dangers in this eerie land of the Southern Desolate knew to retreat.

The Immortal Boat left the airspace over the Mist Forest much faster than it had arrived.

And soon arrived hovering over the ruins of a city, which used to be a stronghold of the Dark Moon Sect.

“Old Ancestor, this is the base of the Dark Moon Sect,”

“A year ago, there was great chaos in the Dark Moon Sect leading to its destruction, reportedly caused by the abnormal changes in the Evil God it venerated.”

After stopping the Immortal Boat, Deacon Luo cautiously approached Su Ping’s room and spoke softly at the door.

“Understood,”

Su Ping responded in a low voice.

“Well done,”

Encouraged by Su Ping, he soon flew out of the room.

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