Mortal Alchemy

Huang Xun Kang was cultivating in his dojo, the sound of clashing swords reverberating throughout the entire Haiya Market!

It pulled him out of his meditative state.

Who was looking for trouble with him?

But as the market's owner, and with his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, Huang Xun Kang naturally wouldn't be afraid or intimidated.

Huang Xun Kang frowned, a glint of light flashing in his eyes as he walked out of his dojo.

At the same time, a large number of Qi Refining cultivators in Haiya Market emerged to watch the excitement.

Chen Ping stood outside Haiya Market, waiting for Huang Xun Kang.

A hint of worry appeared in Zhou Ying's eyes: "Senior Brother Chen, that Huang Xun Kang is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, you alone…"

Mu Luofei and Mu Xingling understood Chen Ping better, knowing that he wouldn't do anything he wasn't confident in.

Otherwise, with his personality, he would have barged in years ago.

To reiterate, being submissive within the Eastern Xuan Sect was unavoidable.

Outside the Eastern Xuan Sect, would he allow a Foundation Establishment cultivator to bully him?

Chen Ping had cultivated diligently for decades; was it so he could be bullied?

Chen Ping said with a faint smile:

“Don’t worry, Junior Sister Zhou.”

Soon.

A divine sense belonging to a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator was released, probing towards them.

Clearly, it was Huang Xun Kang.

The expressions in the women's eyes changed slightly: "Peak Foundation Establishment?"

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged, like still water in an ancient well.

After a few breaths, Huang Xun Kang appeared with a frown: "A direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator? This is Chen Ping?"

“Oh, he’s here to make trouble for me because of that female cultivator?”

“Heh, two mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, two early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.”

Huang Xun Kang sneered inwardly, but on the surface, he frowned, and said with a seemingly smiling expression: "Senior Uncle, what brings you to this junior nephew's market?"

He called him Senior Uncle, but inwardly he was disdainful.

This was the true reaction of most ordinary Eastern Xuan Sect disciples towards Chen Ping.

It was only because of the sect rules that they could only honestly call him Senior Uncle.

Chen Ping's eyes turned cold, and he took Meng Huang'er's hand and took a few steps forward, his voice icy: "Years ago, you injured her."

Huang Xun Kang still maintained his seemingly smiling expression:

“Hmm? Was there such a thing? Why don’t I remember? Senior Uncle, are you mistaken?”

“How dare you!” Chen Ping suddenly spoke with the power of a lotus flower, his voice like thunder, his angry voice spreading like a rolling thunder:

“Huang Xun Kang, has being a market owner outside turned your brain into pig brains?”

“Back then, I had Senior Nephew Mo come to punish and warn you, it seems you didn’t take it seriously.”

“Now, you’re still pretending to be crazy and foolish in front of me, is your brain filled with pig brains?”

A hint of humiliation and anger flashed in Huang Xun Kang's eyes, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face.

He was a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, being called a pig brain in front of so many people in the market; no one could accept that.

Huang Xun Kang's face darkened: "Then what do you want?"

Chen Ping looked at him: "Back then, you bullied the weak with your strength, now I'll give you a chance too."

“Take one sword strike from me, and the grudges will be cleared.”

Huang Xun Kang almost laughed out loud, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator wanting to wield a sword against a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator?

He needed to know that the difference in spiritual power between peak and mid-stage Foundation Establishment was a multiple of one or even two.

Even if he stood still and let Chen Ping strike him with a sword, it might not be a big deal.

The corners of Huang Xun Kang's mouth turned up, with a hint of playfulness:

“Alright.”

In his heart, he didn't take Chen Ping seriously at all.

As soon as the voice fell—

“Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!!!!”

The Dharma Body Sword Appearance flew out again above Chen Ping's head.

“Dharma Body Sword Appearance…” Huang Xun Kang's face stiffened, a look of panic in his eyes.

He immediately wanted to play tricks, retreat back to the market, and open the defensive array!

“Buzz—”

The black, white, and purple lotus seat sword appearance remotely slashed at Huang Xun Kang!

It was a divine sense attack!

An overwhelming sword pressure emerged, causing people to tremble and their bodies to shiver uncontrollably.

“Chī—”

“Ah—”

This sword struck Huang Xun Kang, and he immediately let out a scream, his divine sense suffering irreversible, terrifying, and serious damage.

His very soul was chopped into incompleteness!

Then Huang Xun Kang bled from all seven orifices, but he didn't die, his body just fell to the ground like a dead dog, and then convulsed, the aura of the peak Foundation Establishment rapidly declining, even dissipating.

Many people at the scene were dumbfounded, their eyes showing fear and dread.

Chen Ping retracted the Dharma Body Sword Appearance and said lightly:

“Huang Xun Kang, from now on, our grudges are cleared.”

“Take care of yourself.”

After speaking, Chen Ping summoned the White Jade Flying Boat and left with the four women.

On the deck.

Mu Xingling giggled: "Ping Lang's actions are really ruthless, this Huang Xun Kang was released to the market, and with great difficulty cultivated to the peak of Foundation Establishment, with hope of advancing to Core Formation, but Ping Lang's sword destroyed his path."

A market owner, relying on an annual salary of two thousand spiritual stones, cultivating to the peak of Foundation Establishment was not easy.

“He deserved it.” Mu Luofei said: "When this person bullied Junior Sister Meng, he never thought of today's end, he only thought that Junior Brother was falsely famous and easy to bully."

“Today we helped Junior Sister Meng take revenge, and Junior Brother and Junior Sister Meng feel relieved.”

Meng Huang'er blushed and didn't speak, her earlobes and snow-white neck were completely red, standing aside, acting as a maid, boiling water and making tea for everyone.

Zhou Ying then asked: "Will Senior Brother Chen be punished by the sect for seriously injuring him like this?"

She was always cautious in her actions.

Chen Ping said lightly: "I don't care about having too many debts, no matter who I hit, there will be Master and Senior Sister to bear it for me."

Otherwise, the Palace Master of Moon would have been the peak master of the Punishment Peak for nothing.

If that Yan Xiuyang wasn't a direct descendant of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Chen Ping wouldn't have wanted to leave the Eastern Wasteland Immortal City to avoid the storm.

Zhou Ying's beautiful eyes were filled with water, feeling that Chen Ping was becoming more and more attractive.

Sword cultivators are just that reliable and domineering.

The main thing was that Chen Ping was very resilient, never retreating in the face of difficulties, and relying on himself to step by step reach this point today.

She glanced at Meng Huang'er, thinking: "She is Senior Brother Chen's concubine, then I…"

She exchanged a glance with Madam Guo, temporarily suppressing the thought.

Chen Ping said: "Before the Eastern Wasteland demon tide and the demonic cultivator matter are over, we will stay in the Floating Light Market and develop the Floating Light Market better."

“When I enter the Golden Core realm in the future, I will promote the Floating Light Market to an Immortal City.”

Chen Ping wanted to control the resources of the Hao Jade Sea, and for the first time revealed his ambitious goal.

The women's minds couldn't help but be shaken.

Promote to an Immortal City?

The benefits would be countless.

First, large areas of land could be sold for money, and secondly, many connections could be made to earn more profits and collect resources.

The Floating Light Market has a Tier 3 spiritual vein, so in terms of potential, it is sufficient.

They had been following Chen Ping, and could have enough benefits.

In addition, with the inheritance of the Heavenly Venerable Sect, they also seemed to have hope for Golden Core.

A thousand miles was only half a day away.

The group sat on the deck drinking tea, and the Treasure Hunting Mink controlled the compass to fly.

They could vaguely see the Floating Light Market on the coastline.

Entering the Floating Light Market, everyone dispersed to handle many matters.