Mortal Alchemy

In front of the Dongxuan Sect's mountain gate.

A hundred disciples gathered here, all participants of the Changtian Secret Realm.

Aside from the small group in seclusion, preparing for the upcoming Nascent Soul battle.

Among the thousands of Foundation Establishment disciples of the Dongxuan Sect, these hundred are the most likely to advance to the Golden Core stage, or even the Nascent Soul stage, in the future.

Among the hundred, Chen Ping and Wang Funi stood at the forefront, as they were the only two direct disciples.

Four Golden Core cultivators descended.

Leading them was Ling Xiao Zhenren, the chief disciple of the Dongxuan Peak Sect Master.

Followed by Bai Jianjia Zhenren of the Punishment Peak.

Lastly, there were Qianshui Zhenren, the chief disciple of Gong Yueshang of the Affairs Peak, and Luo Kui Zhenren of the Tianpan Peak.

Ling Xiao possessed an unfathomable aura, his gaze sweeping across the hundred Foundation Establishment disciples, he nodded slightly, his voice dignified and deep:

“All disciples, follow me.”

He raised his hand and summoned a third-order treasure ship, and everyone boarded it together.

Most of the disciples found a place to stay.

Ling Xiao Zhenren said, “Junior Brother Chen Ping, Junior Sister Fu Yao, come and sit down, let's have a cup of tea together.”

Chen Ping and Wang Funi gladly went to take their seats.

The fact that two Foundation Establishment cultivators could sit with the four Golden Core cultivators made the other Foundation Establishment disciples cast envious and admiring glances.

A sip of third-order spiritual tea invigorated Chen Ping's mind, while Wang Funi appeared calm.

Ling Xiao said, “This trip to the Changtian Secret Realm, before it begins, several junior brothers and sisters must protect the elite disciples of our sect.”

“We must not repeat the situation of the last time.”

A look of doubt appeared in Chen Ping's eyes.

Qianshui Zhenren and Luo Kui Zhenren's expressions turned solemn.

Bai Jianjia explained:

“Last time in the Changtian Secret Realm, before it even started, due to the dereliction of duty by the Golden Core cultivators, a hundred disciples were ambushed and killed by the other three sects before they could even enter the Changtian Secret Realm, leaving only twenty disciples to enter.”

Ling Xiao said, “Then I'll briefly assign the tasks. Junior Brother Luo Kui and I will go and ambush the disciples of the Miaoyu Tower and the Celestial Sect.”

“Junior Sister Jianjia and Junior Brother Qianshui will stay on the ship to guard it.”

Bai Jianjia frowned slightly, but did not object.

Ling Xiao, as the chief disciple of the Sect Master, was a man of his word, and objecting to him in person could easily lead to being targeted.

Wang Funi looked a little nervous: “Is it so dangerous even before entering the Changtian Secret Realm?”

Qianshui Zhenren said indifferently: “The Changtian Secret Realm is a battle for the path of cultivation.”

“Our sect's Three Lights Divine Water has only so many spots every few decades, and the order of queuing is calculated by the four sects, not a single sect.”

“Those who can participate in the Changtian Secret Realm are all hoping to advance to the Golden Core stage. If a group of people die now, then those waiting in line for the Three Lights Divine Water will be faster.”

“Because the Three Lights Divine Water comes from our sect, according to the queuing allocation, our sect's disciples should be given priority, so the other three sects have always been in the habit of ambushing us.”

Hearing this, Chen Ping realized the danger involved.

Junior Brother Luo Kui sat still like an old monk, expressionless, and said:

“So those disciples in the sect with average qualifications can't participate in this kind of grand event, but it's also a kind of protection for them.”

“Above the Foundation Establishment stage, every step is taken over thousands of corpses.”

After finishing the tea, Ling Xiao and Luo Kui Zhenren disappeared into thin air, apparently going to ambush the disciples of the other three sects.

Bai Jianjia and Qianshui Zhenren supported the third-order defensive formation of the treasure ship, and even took out magical artifacts and talismans, ready to fight at any time.

Bai Jianjia said, “Junior Brother, you and Junior Sister Fu Yao can choose a private room to enter and rest. When you arrive outside the Changtian Secret Realm, I will come and call you out.”

This was another benefit for direct disciples.

Chen Ping and Wang Funi did not refuse.

Chen Ping found a private room to enter and rest, took out a three-hundred-year-old Cultivation Pill and swallowed it to refine.

He currently had seventy-three and a half crystallized spiritual power, and after this Changtian Secret Realm ended, he could go to the Haoyu Sea to raise his cultivation to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

“Boom!!!”

Chen Ping was refining the Cultivation Pill when he felt the treasure ship vibrate violently, and there was a roaring explosion. Even through the formation, he could detect the aura of a strange Golden Core.

Chen Ping was shocked and pondered in horror:

“Golden Core ambush, so blatant!”

When a Golden Core kills a Foundation Establishment cultivator, one can only rely on oneself for good fortune, hoping that the Golden Core cultivator would not target him.

Now Chen Ping could come into contact with the cruelest side of the cultivation world.

Chen Ping's divine sense could not spread out, blocked by the formation of the private room, and he did not dare to release his divine sense, lest he be detected by the strange Golden Core.

With his current abilities, he could not withstand the killing moves of a Golden Core cultivator at all.

Chen Ping did not dare to continue refining the pill, but held his breath and concentrated, ready to fight at any time.

“One, two, three…” Under the Golden Core pressure, Chen Ping's heart pounded, three Golden Core cultivators attacked together, and there were only Bai Jianjia and Qianshui Zhenren on the ship.

One hour, two hours, three hours passed.

The fierce battle continued, and it was unknown how tragic the situation outside was.

Four hours passed, the treasure ship returned to calm, but Bai Jianjia had not come to find Chen Ping.

Chen Ping honestly waited.

At this time, Bai Jianjia's voice suddenly sounded outside the private room: “Junior Brother, the enemy has retreated, you can come out.”

Chen Ping was about to move when he suddenly became alert: “That's not Senior Sister standing outside the door!”

Although Bai Jianjia did not have the treasure ship's permission, Bai Jianjia had a true inheritance token, and she was used to using the token to notify Chen Ping.

“Standing outside the door is a Golden Core cultivator from another sect, he has mixed into the treasure ship!”

Once Chen Ping opened the door, he would face the fate of death.

Chen Ping broke out in cold sweat and hurriedly activated his Turtle Breathing Technique.

Seeing that Chen Ping did not respond, the voice of Bai Jianjia outside the room changed, turning into a charming and seductive woman's voice, the voice floating in through the formation:

“Little guy is quite alert, but it's useless, your senior sister has already been injured by this seat and cannot protect herself.”

Immediately afterwards, wisps of pink mist floated in, as if to claim his life!

Chen Ping's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly activated the true inheritance token around his waist!

Then the Golden Core aura spread out, pouring towards Chen Ping, pressing Chen Ping's body creaking, making him unable to move, because this was not a divine soul, but some kind of secret technique, so Chen Ping's gray and white beads did not work.

“Giggle, still pretending not to be here in front of this seat~” The laughter was cold, making people shudder.

At the critical moment of life and death.

Chen Ping heard Bai Jianjia's surprised and angry voice: “The妖女of Miaoyu Tower, what do you want to do to my junior brother?!”

A terrifying sword intent emerged, and a white light flashed, cutting off the pink mist on Chen Ping's body.

“Huhu~” Chen Ping gasped for breath, his whole body soaked in cold sweat, his eyes full of horror.

Bai Jianjia stood unharmed in front of Chen Ping.

Chen Ping then saw clearly that the pink Golden Core had a beautiful and alluring appearance, and as a Golden Core cultivator, she was dressed in a gaudy and revealing manner.

“This concubine is not from Miaoyu Tower, the old women of Dongxuan Sect should not talk nonsense, this seat is a rogue cultivator.” Seeing that the sneak attack on Chen Ping failed, the Miaoyu Tower Golden Core woman did not entangle, but turned into pink smoke and dissipated.