Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 425 - Chapter 425 Chapter 237 This Seat Cannot Shirk

Chapter 425: Chapter 237: This Seat Cannot Shirk Responsibility_2 Chapter 425: Chapter 237: This Seat Cannot Shirk Responsibility_2 “You should know about the items consigned by the Old Ancestor. In fact, apart from what’s been advertised, there are some that are too sensitive and only circulate within a very small circle.”

As he spoke, the Deputy Pavilion Master took out a Jade Scroll.

“Huh!”

The Huang Family Old Ancestor didn’t hesitate and directly placed his hand on the Jade Scroll.

He then saw the introduction of the auction items and stared intently at the estimated age within the introduction.

“This…how could this be, how is it possible!”

“Even if the Old Ancestor’s Spirit Plant Secret Realm has a long history, how could it be possible?

“To be under some lucky protection once or twice from being tainted is understandable, but so many…”

“There’s only one possibility.”

“The other party truly has a method to resist the corruption of evil qi!”

“And this…is something not even the Chi Yuan Immortal Sect can do!”

The Huang Family Old Ancestor murmured, his heart clear that if the Immortal Sects could have such secret realms as exceptions, their Old Ancestors would not have found cultivation so arduous, and they wouldn’t get just a few Spirit Pills every year.

“Those willing to part with Demon Cores, I will keep them all in mind,” added the Deputy Pavilion Master from the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion at this moment, delivering the coup de grace.

Thus, with both parties having the intention to deal.

After a round of benefit calculations, verbal sparring ensued.

The Deputy Pavilion Master obtained two Demon Cores from the Huang Family.

Of course, the Huang Family certainly had more than this in stock.

After all, despite the Guardian Immortal City having been in a rather defensive and desperate state for the last hundred years,

it had used the Ten Thousand Mountains as a hunting ground for over a thousand years before that.

And which family that could be considered a cultivator family or big clan hadn’t produced a Disciple who attained the Golden Core for an Immortal Sect, or even a Nascent Soul Elder?

A starving camel is still bigger than a horse.

Which family wouldn’t have four or five Demon Cores?

But no matter how profitable, they always had to keep some as a trump card to use.

Meanwhile, in other parts of the Guardian Immortal City, other representatives of the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion went to different family estates, making deals and obtaining various amounts of Demon Cores.

By the time Su Ping, transformed into the Blood God Ancestor, returned to the Guardian Immortal City with a red glow,

he immediately received twenty Demon Cores from the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion.

And all these Demon Cores were left by Golden Core demon beasts.

Only the Demon Cores of Golden Core demon beasts, being able to serve as trump cards, were preserved.

After receiving the Demon Cores, Su Ping felt the benefits of having a power backing him up.

He thanked the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion, then accepted their invitation to join a banquet.

At the banquet, many Cultivators were quite surprised to see the Blood God Elder seated in the place of honor.

This was the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion, after all!

Although the Pavilion Master was not present, as host, when had the Deputy Pavilion Master not been seated in the place of honor?

But their surprise didn’t stop there.

They soon discovered that nearly every head of the guarding Family Clans had come to the meeting, bringing generous gifts.

Then, representatives who had long been secretly cultivating from the Ten Directions Sect, Immortal Extinction Tower, even the Great Golden Light Temple and Chi Yuan Immortal Sect in the Immortal City, also came to offer congratulations and even presented gifts.

Su Ping was also secretly observing these prominent figures of the Guardian Immortal City.

He noticed that most of them were actually only in the Middle and Late Periods of Foundation Establishment.

Those with Golden Core cultivation were few and far between and were mostly acquaintances.

Including that female cultivator who commanded a horde of ghosts, the burly man who seemed to be a rare Body Cultivator and also a driver of a golden-armored puppet, the Inspection Envoy of the Immortal City.

Then there was the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion and two Worship Elders who usually stayed only in the depths of the Array Map.

Five Golden Core Cultivators in a Guardian Immortal City was not too few.

As for the true Nascent Soul Cultivators, there were none.

This was the current norm in the Immortal Cultivation World.

In many sects, Golden Core was the peak, and even for families in the Immortal City, it was usual for there to be a significant gap in combat power when a Golden Core suddenly left and the family was unable to cultivate a new one!

This was also part of the reason why Su Ping could relax somewhat.

Having mastered the Blood God’s Body, achieving Nascent Soul combat power, it was obvious that the rate of military strength growth in the surrounding areas would not be able to rise accordingly.

What used to be a dangerous zone was now a normal zone or even a safe zone for him.

Of course, he still definitely kept a Purification Potion hidden within his teeth, just in case.

Legend-level talismans were also waiting in his sleeves, ready to be deployed at any moment.

The Blood God Seal lingered in his consciousness, equally ready to be activated at any moment.

After the banquet ended, Su Ping waited for the visit from the leading Cultivators of the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion.

He was prepared for this, and after showing a hint of a smile, he took out the Blood God Seal and released a vortex:

“If you’re puzzled, why not enter my secret realm and see for yourselves?”

The Deputy Pavilion Master of the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion, smiling broadly, was the first to bow and then entered the vortex.

The auction had not officially started yet, so the Deputy Pavilion Master didn’t think the other party would trick him at such a critical moment.

And as a high-ranking member of the Thousand Strange and Ten Thousand Skill Pavilion, the more he understood, the more he hoped his conjecture was true, that this Old Ancestor in front of him was truly their hope for survival.

The rest also gritted their teeth and followed into the vortex.

Suddenly, they found that instead of the anticipated world of towering seas of blood,

as the Blood God Seal merged with the Array Map, and with the addition of the Ten Directions Sect’s secret realm,

a small slice of paradise had emerged within the Blood God Secret Realm.

The group that appeared on the beautiful peach blossom Floating Mountain Peak looked up to see the sky clear and vast.

The sunlight was bright yet not blinding.

A gentle breeze carried the Spiritual Energy from the Pot Cave Heaven, causing the Cultivators on the mountain to stir, their bodies simultaneously trembling!

The density of Spiritual Energy, due to being absorbed and then released slowly by the Formation, naturally couldn’t compare to that of the Pot Cave Heaven itself, but it was still equivalent to a Third Tier Low Grade Spirit Vein.