Mortal Alchemy

"Trash! I told you to go out and get some merit points, but instead you were extorted 20,000 spirit stones and even apologized to a lowly wench?!"

"This is simply a disgrace to our Heaven-Born Sect!"

A Foundation Establishment cultivator dressed in luxurious brocade robes, with handsome yet sinister features, berated four cultivators.

As fellow sect members and members of the same squad, the four of them couldn't lift their heads.

Within the Heaven-Born Sect, bloodline and status were paramount, and this handsome yet sinister Foundation Establishment cultivator was a descendant of an important figure.

Ji Changsheng used to act in the same manner.

...

Chen Ping accepted the four Second-Order demon cores. As for the other materials from the snake demon, he let Meng Huang'er and the other women collect them themselves.

There were a total of five Second-Order demon beasts in Greenlight Lake, and they were all successfully killed.

In the following time, the group cleaned up the battlefield.

Beneath the lake, there were also many snake eggs. The women had no intention of taking the snake demons as spiritual pets, so they used a fireball technique to burn all the snake eggs.

A few days later, Steward Gao arrived with several cultivators. Seeing that they were still cleaning up the battlefield, he looked at them in surprise:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, have you cleared out all the Second-Order demon beasts in Greenlight Lake?"

Chen Ping nodded and took out four drops of Second-Order demon beast essence blood: "Steward Gao, please record the merit points for the Demon Subduing Hall for me."

"No problem." Steward Gao smiled, looking at Chen Ping with admiration:

"Fellow Daoist Chen should have joined our Demon Subduing Sect back then."

Chen Ping's way of doing things suited his taste and temperament.

The mortality rate of Demon Subduing Sect disciples was not low, and Chen Ping's combat power had only recently improved in the past few years.

The Eastern Mystic Sect had its flaws, but his master and senior sisters treated him quite well.

Chen Ping only smiled and didn't speak.

Instead, he asked: "Steward Gao, weren't you recuperating from your injuries? Why did you come to find me?"

Hearing this, Steward Gao's expression turned serious, and he said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, tell your senior sisters and junior sisters to stop cleaning up the spoils and retreat with me immediately!"

"Retreat?!" Hearing this word from Steward Gao, Chen Ping immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly called the four women back.

Then, he summoned the White Jade Flying Boat and hurriedly left Greenlight Lake.

On the flying boat, Steward Gao looked towards the direction of Eastern Wasteland Immortal City, his tone heavy as he said: "…This time's demon tide war has undergone a huge change."

"Half a month ago, a Fourth-Order demon infiltrated Eastern Wasteland Immortal City and launched a massacre. Many Golden Core True Persons were killed and injured, and countless Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators died."

Chen Ping and the four women's expressions changed drastically.

A combat power comparable to a Nascent Soul infiltrating Eastern Wasteland Immortal City was too deadly!

A Nascent Soul could crush a Foundation Establishment cultivator to death just by releasing its aura.

Chen Ping's expression changed in shock: "Steward Gao, what's going on?"

Eastern Wasteland Immortal City was their great backing, the core support point for all strongholds and markets. If Eastern Wasteland Immortal City was finished, how would they dare to kill demons so leisurely on the front lines?

Once supplies were cut off, they wouldn't even know if they were being surrounded by demons.

Steward Gao's expression was solemn as he took out a sword-shaped jade slip: "This is a notice just issued by my sect…"

"This demon tide war has been infiltrated by demonic cultivators."

"That Fourth-Order demon was transformed by a demonic cultivator, willingly allowing their flesh and mind to be devoured and occupied by the demon race."

The four women's faces turned pale upon hearing the words "demonic cultivator."

Demonic cultivators had caused several major disasters over the past thousands of years, leading to widespread devastation.

The Eastern Domain cultivation world had invested too many people in this demon tide war. If all these people were to be buried in the Eastern Wasteland, then the four major sects would not only be weakened but also face the danger of their lineage being cut off.

"As soon as this happened, my sect immediately dispatched a Nascent Soul Supreme Elder to sit in Eastern Wasteland Immortal City."

"From now on, the situation of fighting and killing demons will change. Each market patrol team that gathers cultivators will be equipped with a Golden Core True Person."

"From now on, killing demons must not be done at will. Everything must follow the mission arrangements of my sect. This is a good thing for Fellow Daoist Chen."

This was a shocking change.

Chen Ping was somewhat suspicious. The most elite Punishment Peak disciples of the Eastern Mystic Sect were ordered not to participate. Did the Eastern Mystic Sect know the inside story beforehand?

And he, a personal disciple of Supreme Elder Gong Yue, was able to participate…

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. It involved factional infighting, perhaps with deeper reasons.

Chen Ping was recognized by the Demon Subduing Sect, and he would not be deliberately made things difficult when assigned missions to kill demons, and his own combat power was not weak.

For them, the change was not significant, but for more cultivators, listening to the Demon Subduing Sect's orders would be a great tribulation.

They might be sent to their deaths under the Demon Subduing Sect's mission orders.

Free combat allowed them to run away if they couldn't win, and they could also choose their own opponents.

Chen Ping cupped his hands: "I will have to trouble Fellow Daoist Gao to take care of me in the future."

Steward Gao patted Chen Ping on the shoulder: "As fellow sword cultivators, Fellow Daoist Chen, you don't need to be so polite. Let's go, follow me to meet the Golden Core senior. I have notified the cultivators within five hundred miles."

...

The Demon Subduing Market was now overcrowded.

In the market owner's dojo, a solemn-faced Golden Core sword cultivator was sitting cross-legged.

In front of him stood twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The distribution was quite even, with each of the four sects having a team.

The Immortal City even had a scene of nine women and eleven men.

The handsome yet sinister Foundation Establishment cultivator was also present. His gaze did not fall on the enchanting and flamboyant female cultivators of the Myriad Desire Pavilion.

Instead, his gaze fell on the four women beside Chen Ping, a hint of imperceptible lewdness flashing in his eyes:

"The female cultivators from the Eastern Mystic Sect are still the best."

The Eastern Mystic Sect acted rigidly and valued rules the most.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the female cultivators from the Eastern Mystic Sect were all chaste and virtuous women, with a mysterious and attractive temperament. The four women beside Chen Ping were even more so, with their own unique temperaments and appearances.

"The one wearing the personal disciple's Daoist robe is the one who extorted 20,000 spirit stones?"

The sharp aura of Chen Ping's sword cultivation made him feel nothing.

"I am Changkong." The Golden Core sword cultivator spoke, his tone cold and stern, with a sense of killing intent: "You should have already heard about the demonic cultivator matter."

"From now on, you will follow my command until the end of this demon tide."

"Now, I will issue your first order: withdraw your gathering places and strongholds outside and migrate to live in the market."

"My Demon Subduing Sect has always led by example. In the future, I will accompany you in your actions to kill demons."

"In addition to killing demons, you must also search for clues about demonic cultivators. Once there are relevant clues, you will definitely receive a significant reward!"

"And if you violate the principles of righteous cultivators, the sword in my hand will be the first to strike you!"

"That's all I have to say. Gao Yang, take them down to allocate courtyards and dojos."

True Person Changkong waved his sleeve, and the twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators obediently retreated.

In front of this True Person Changkong, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. The oppressive feeling brought by a Third-Order sword cultivator was too strong.