"Do you know where in this Luoyun Immortal City one can buy high-grade array materials?"

After understanding everything, Xu Ping asked.

"I do, senior, follow me!"

The young guide took the lead, showing the way upfront.

Due to the sheer size of Luoyun Immortal City and the restriction against flying within the city, prohibiting cultivators from flying at will,

the two had no choice but to board the spiritual boat specifically set up for short-distance travel in Luoyun Immortal City, heading towards their destination.

An hour later.

The two arrived at their destination smoothly.

"Senior, this 'Hundred Array Pavilion' is the largest place in Luoyun Immortal City specializing in selling all kinds of arrays and array materials."

The young guide respectfully introduced, pointing at the luxurious building standing several dozen feet tall before them.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Xu Ping nodded slightly in gratitude.

Then, he flicked his finger lightly, and a mid-grade spirit stone emitting a gentle glow shot into the young guide's arms like a shooting star.

"Thank you for your reward, senior!"

The young guide was overjoyed, quickly clutching the mid-grade spirit stone in his arms, his face lighting up with elation.

This was a huge gain!

At least equivalent to what he earned in a month as a guide.

After nodding slightly, Xu Ping didn't say more and instead walked steadily and purposefully into the 'Hundred Array Pavilion'.

...

Half an hour later.

With third-rank array materials in hand, Xu Ping did not linger in Luoyun Immortal City but chose to leave.

Once outside the city gate, spiritual power surged around Xu Ping, and a brilliant escape light burst forth, carrying him straight into the sky.

In the vast, boundless sky, Xu Ping moved swiftly like a meteor.

The sound of the wind roared past his ears as he traveled.

At this moment, however, a thought unavoidably surfaced in his mind.

"Should I take this opportunity to take out He Chen?"

Now that he had comprehended the mystic sword light, silently eliminating a mere Fake Pill cultivator was truly no difficult task.

Moreover, with the elite forces of the Luoyun Sect not yet returned, now was also an opportune moment to kill this person.

What's more, if he missed this chance, once the demonic cultivators made their large-scale invasion, the situation would become even more complicated, and challenging He Chen then would be much more difficult.

After weighing this back and forth in his mind, Xu Ping finally made up his mind.

"I'll kill this old bastard He Chen!"

He had never forgotten the moment when He Chen and Hua Yan conspired against him.

With his resolve set, Xu Ping unhesitatingly turned around.

The escape light around him became even more intense, like a sharp bolt of lightning, rushing at top speed toward Wanfeng Market.

...

...

A month later, one late night.

The world was silent, darkness hanging like a heavy curtain over Wanfeng Market.

This usually bustling market was now asleep, only a few spots of faint light breaking the darkness.

He Chen lounged lazily on the soft couch, surrounded by a group of graceful Qi Cultivation maids.

Some held fine wine, others danced gently, all striving to please this Fake Pill cultivator.

He Chen's face was flushed, eyes dreamy, immersed in the indulgence of carnal pleasures.

When he had previously heard that his Nascent Soul ancestor and True Monarch Wan Ming of Hu Country had jointly slain Master Xuan Gu, he had felt genuinely uneasy for a moment.

However, after the One Qi Alliance agreed to let the two countries join, He Chen relaxed and began to indulge himself.

Moreover, being the only Fake Pill cultivator in the entire Wanfeng Market, he became increasingly audacious.

In this intimate setting, there suddenly came a somewhat hasty footfall from outside the door.

He Chen frowned slightly, displeased by the sudden interruption.

Immediately, his subordinate Zhao Tu hurried into the room.

Zhao Tu, looking anxious, performed a respectful fist-punch salute and said, "Elder He, there's an urgent matter to report!"

He Chen, having already guessed it was Zhao Tu, though unhappy, knew that Zhao Tu would not dare come so abruptly unless it was important.

He waved his hand, signaling the maids to leave.

The maids all bowed and, with small, delicate steps, quietly exited the room, leaving only He Chen and Zhao Tu behind.

Once the maids left, He Chen reclined against the couch, slightly impatient as he asked, "What is the matter? Why so panicked!"

However, Zhao Tu did not immediately respond, instead swiftly forming seals with his hands, muttering incantations.

As a series of spells were cast, a transparent restriction rapidly enveloped the entire room like an invisible barrier.

Seeing this, He Chen's frown deepened.

His expression turned grim as he spoke with disgruntled suspicion, "What's all this pomp? What is the matter?"

"Zhao Tu, have you lost your head?"

For some reason, an ominous feeling rose within him; Zhao Tu's normally steady demeanor seemed unbelievably peculiar today.

Yet suddenly, Zhao Tu slowly raised his head, presenting a sinister smile.

This smile appeared exceptionally eerie under the candlelight, almost like a stranger compared to the usually respectful Zhao Tu.

Seeing this, He Chen's face changed drastically, a strong sense of crisis surging in his heart, sensing something was amiss.

Before he could move, Zhao Tu's figure flickered as a sword light burst forth from his hand.

This sword light was like a brilliant white rainbow, seemingly alive, tearing through the void in an instant.

It carried an endless sharpness and struck towards He Chen with almost unprecedented speed, like thunder.

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