Chapter 286: Chapter 186 This Cultivation Technique is Fated with Me! (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe) Chapter 286: Chapter 186 This Cultivation Technique is Fated with Me! (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe) Life is like a game of chess, unforeseeable events unfold.
Originally, the Nine Leaf Mountain Workshop was only a first-tier low-grade Spirit Vein.
With such a low-tier Spirit Vein, Su Ping, as a Foundation Establishment Guardian under the guise of the White Crane True Man, could hold the place entirely on his own.
In fact, to some, it seemed a bit of an understatement.
But unexpectedly, as the environments in various regions of the Immortal Cultivation World deteriorated,
the land of Spirit Vein, which was previously considered unworthy of Foundation Establishment status,
had become coveted by smaller sects with Foundation Establishment cultivators.
It had turned into a place coveted by those sects, who were secretly conspiring to seize it!
This was something that Su Ping had not anticipated initially.
Fortunately, as things stood,
Su Ping felt that he could deal with the conspiracies and plots of these minor sects.
Furthermore, Su Ping realized that those minor sects from the Southern Desolate had not come to tame the Ancient Relics properly, but had instead spent all their efforts to deal with a kind-hearted cultivator like him.
One could tell that their opponents were no good people!
Even if he were to flee, other innocent cultivators would suffer their cruelty.
It’s very likely that the higher-ups in these sects were already a bunch of Evil Cultivators or Demon Cultivators!
As a righteous cultivator with a bit of capability in this place, it was his duty to act as Heaven’s agent!
Outside Nine Leaf Mountain, not realizing they were still within the reach of the Formation, the cultivators from the Southern Desolate took a short rest.
Especially after waiting for that unfortunate Sword Cultivator to fully extract his three Magic Swords and strap them back onto his back,
this group then got up and following the white-robed Foundation Establishment’s summoning of a cloud, they slowly flew up.
Throughout this process, they were not worried about the Foundation Establishment of Nine Leaf Mountain Workshop coming after them for a beating.
After all, logic dictated that
if he really wanted to kill, the best moment would have been when they were trapped in the Formation.
Just being expelled signaled that the opponent ultimately didn’t dare make a killing move and escalate the situation!
These people flew to their sect’s temporary base.
A valley where not a single blade of grass grew due to snow disasters.
A moist mountain breeze was blowing through the valley.
Under the sunlight, the air shimmered with a faint white light.
Occasional haloes would flicker, signaling to outsiders the presence of a Special Array for protection.
The white-robed Foundation Establishment raised a wooden tablet.
In a short while, he maneuvered the cloud into the valley and disappeared from sight.
Su Ping followed from tens of miles away in the high sky, with the sharp vision of the Spiritual Rat, keeping watch over them to avoid being discovered.
After confirming that the valley was the base of this group of Southern Desolate Cultivators,
Su Ping’s thoughts stirred.
The Exorcism Mage Yun Kong appeared on the ground, and after equipping the storage bag Su Ping had thrown down,
he dashed quickly toward the valley.
The Formation laid out in the valley seemed impressive, but in Su Ping’s eyes, it was full of errors.
He estimated that the Array Master who set it up was at most in the beginning stages of the first tier.
A lot of materials were wasted in vain, truly a tragic squandering!
the white-robed Foundation Establishment took his Sword Cultivator disciple directly into a stone house to pay respects to his master.
Inside the house, the Purple Robed Sect Master of the White Sun Sect opened his eyes slowly.
His pupils emitted an unmistakable Golden Light, instantly dimming the luminance of the Treasure Beads in the room.
the Sect Master frowned slightly and tossed a bottle of Pills to the Sword Cultivator disciple.
“You have no severe internal injuries, nor have you been implanted with any ‘seeds.'”
“It seems that fellow has limited depth and is still afraid of provoking a bigger conflict with us.”
“However, dealing with an Array Master… that’s more troublesome.”
“As an Array Master myself, I’m fully aware of the difficulty of this field, and anyone who achieves something in it has an extraordinary intuition.”
“Our little tricks, even without evidence, have most likely been partly guessed by the other side.”
“Your petty tricks are useless.”
Having reached this point, the Purple Robed Sect Master stretched his arms, his body cracking crisply as he did so. Streams of white flames emerged from his body.
Witnessing this scene, the white-robed Foundation Establishment immediately knelt halfway and congratulated his master on another step forward in his Divine Skill.
The Purple Robed Sect Master smiled superficially, feeling quite proud inside.
Recently, while leading the sect in a struggling fight for survival, under the pressure of the dire environment, he had begun to attempt the secret techniques within the sect.
Unexpectedly, these secret techniques rapidly advanced his Cultivation Methods, breaking through prior stagnations.
It was just regrettable that most of the sect’s resources had been given as tribute to the Artifact Heart Sect.
The Central Domain, it turned out, was not much different from the Southern Desolate lands; the population was almost entirely divided and taken by various sects.
Otherwise, purchasing tens of thousands of Martial Artists along with Secret Medicine for Cultivation might yield a breakthrough after the late period of Foundation Establishment, which the Sect Master saw as more beneficial for the sect’s development.
“To deal with an Array Master, let’s not play clever anymore.”
“First, withdraw and heal your wounds. I will contact the other two sects, and by combining the strength of three sects,”
“when the time comes, we will use brute force to outsmart him, and take that White Crane True Man captive easily!”
After hearing the recap from his two proud disciples, the Sect Master of the Purple Robe already harbored thoughts of capturing the White Crane True Man alive and extracting his knowledge of Arrays.
But before he could see his proud disciples respectfully exit through the door,
Suddenly, a muffled roar rang out from the valley.
Immediately, the Sect Master’s proud Formation cracked from the sky with a snap!
The whole process was too fast.
So much so that he, as an Array Master, didn’t even have time to act and bring out the full potential of the Formation.
The biggest protection of this base vanished into thin air.
Then, just as the Purple Robed Sect Master broke through the roof to get outside,