Peerless God of War

As a successful cultivator of the Manifestation Realm, he is already proud and extraordinary, so how could he be willing to be inferior to others.

Unless, it is really forced by the situation and he has to do it.

Speaking of which, the God Realm is in chaos and the people are living in poverty. For ordinary casual cultivators who have no power to rely on, it is extremely difficult to find a safe place. At least in Baiyu City, their own safety is safe.

This alone is very attractive to cultivators like Wang Kun.

In this way, it is not surprising that the Black Heaven Divine Cult can grow to its current level.

"Master Steward."

"Master Steward."

Many cultivators came forward one by one and greeted Zhou Zhiping warmly, looking forward to having a good relationship with him.

When Wang Kun saw it, he also took the initiative to get close to him, with a smile on his face, very flattering, and looked like a dog wagging its tail from a distance.

Chen Xiao saw all this, silent, and felt a little depressed in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was like this, and he would not feel any better, but now he has become stronger and no longer needs to be so humble and humiliate himself, and he has enough confidence.

"Master Manager, we are here, I wonder which alchemy room we are in?"

Wang Kun asked.

Zhou Zhiping turned his head and glanced at Wang Kun and Chen Xiao, casually drew a mark on the book in his hand, and then took out two signs and said, "The house number is written on it, go find it yourself."

"Yes."

Wang Kun took the sign and breathed a sigh of relief.

When Chen Xiao saw it, he immediately knew in his heart that it seemed that the elixir he was refining was not a special elixir, and his attitude was also very careless. It should be an ordinary elixir that needs to be refined in large quantities.

"Brother Chen, let's go, it's time to work."

Wang Kun patted Chen Xiao on the shoulder, gave him a house number, turned around and said with a smile.

Chen Xiao followed slowly, looking up and casually looking at the house numbers around him, while asking, "We are powerful people in the Xiansheng Realm, and we have fallen to help people refine ordinary pills here. Isn't it too aggrieved?"

This was just a casual test from him.

Wang Kun rolled his eyes, "Just be content. How chaotic it is outside now, don't you know? Alas, if you are not careful, you will die, and your death will be unclear. We stay here in Baiyun City. Although it is a bit aggrieved, it is at least safe and can have a good income. If we can earn 100 fairy jades every month, it is not a small amount."

Chen Xiao nodded and said, "Yes, it's too chaotic outside."

Seeing that Chen Xiao was a little absent-minded, Wang Kun patted his shoulder and comforted him, saying, "Although I don't know what you have experienced, Brother Chen, it must be difficult. Don't think too much. Since you are here, you should make the best of it."

"Yes, but I don't know if this Black Heaven God Cult can last long?" Chen Xiao asked again.

"Hush~ Keep your voice down." Wang Kun was startled when he heard this, and looked around in panic, fearing that he would be heard by the disciples of the Black God Sect.

It was as if casually discussing the Black God Sect was a heinous and evil thing, and he had to be cautious.

"Are you so scared?" Chen Xiao asked curiously.

Wang Kun widened his eyes, with a warning look in his eyes, and said: "Brother Chen, don't joke with me, this is the territory of the Black God Sect. If you say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, the consequences will be disastrous. I still want to keep my life."

"Haha, I know, I won't say anything more, but..." Chen Xiao hesitated.

"Just what? Haha, haven't you heard a saying?"

"What saying?" Chen Xiao was immediately interested.

"If you can't beat them, join them. You, you just think too much and know too much, which is sometimes not a good thing."

Wang Kun reminded.

"If you can't beat them, join them?" Chen Xiao laughed, as if this was really the truth.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Kun scratched his head.

"No, nothing, I think what you said makes sense."

"Right, that's right."

"Yeah, that's right."

The two chatted and soon came to their respective alchemy rooms. Standing at the door, Wang Kun said again: "Brother Chen, let's work hard together and try to earn more fairy jade, hehe."

"Okay."

Chen Xiao nodded, pushed the door and walked into the alchemy room. Looking at the extremely simple layout, apart from a few cushions, there was only a table full of medicinal materials and a shabby furnace. It was very simple.

He swept his mind and took a look. He took the note left on the table with a casual shot. After taking a look, he smacked his lips and said: "Tsk tsk, the Black God Cult is really stingy. They only refine ordinary pills without any profit. It seems that they are very vigilant."

Chen Xiao had a blank expression on his face. He took a new cushion and sat on the ground casually. He carefully read the note in his hand and the requirements for refining pills.

"Oh, well, since we are here, let's make the best of it. I want to see what secrets Baiyu City has and what the Black God Cult wants to do."

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao calmly sat down and began to refine the elixir.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the alchemy room, Chen Xiao slowly opened his eyes, glanced around, looked at the large amount of medicinal materials piled on the table, shook his head, and then took out a blood pill, put it in his mouth, and began to refine and practice on his own.

He looked calm and composed.

During these ten days, he had already completed the alchemy task assigned by Zhou Zhiping. Most of the time, he actually practiced on his own, without wasting a single moment.

Soon, the mana in his body circulated for a cycle, and it was running on its own.

His mind moved, extended out, and casually explored, "Nothing unusual, well, it seems that I have to continue waiting, go out first, so as not to be suspected."

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked out of the alchemy room.

He saw several cultivators holding bottles of medicine in their hands, queuing up to register. These cultivators looked tired, obviously because of the excessive consumption of their mind due to alchemy.

Of course, this loss of mind was almost negligible for Chen Xiao.

"Wang Kun is still in the alchemy room?"

Chen Xiao's heart moved, and his mind extended in and explored, but he saw that in the alchemy room, Wang Kun looked tired, but he was still forcing himself to continue to make pills, which was very desperate.

Chen Xiao shook his head when he saw it, and did not meddle in other people's business.

The person in charge of registration today was not Zhou Zhiping, but another red-robed disciple who was in the late stage of the Manifestation Realm and had some strength.

Soon, it was Chen Xiao's turn. The other party first took the pill bottle from Chen Xiao's hand, checked it, and wrote down some notes, so that it would be convenient for recording when settling the rewards in the future.