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Chapter 155 Marquis of Xiping

Back to Xiantao Mountain.

Li Ping didn't rush to refine the Beast-Feeding Pill, but instead went to his private weapon-refining room.

He sat cross-legged, took out a jade box containing a third-tier poison sac from his storage bag, and placed it in front of him.

He definitely intends to feed this poison sac to the Blood Banner for refining.

Given the potency of the third-tier poisonous dragon's venom, once the Blood Luo Banner completely refines its venom sac...

If the Blood-Corroding Poison is released again, even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would likely be affected if they are not careful, and their combat power would be greatly weakened in a short period of time.

However, Li Ping did not intend to have the Blood Banner refine the poison sac immediately.

Besides the Blood Banner, he also possessed a magical artifact called the "White Bone Life-Stealing Needle," which was also coated with poison.

Now that he has an even more potent poison, he plans to re-poison the White Bone Deadly Needle.

In this way, the power of his deadly needles will surely increase greatly.

Carefully lifting the jade box, a fist-sized, black, oval-shaped sac appeared before Li Ping. At the top of the sac, there was an opening, through which one could see the green liquid inside.

The venom sac must have been treated, so the opening was sealed, and all the toxins inside were locked inside.

Li Ping smiled slightly, and nine white bone needles appeared in the air. Under his control, they pierced the restriction on the poison sac and fell into the poison sac.

"Oh no!" The moment the Bone-Snatching Needle touched the venom, Li Ping was dumbfounded.

Because his divine consciousness, which was attached to the nine bone needles, dissipated silently upon contact with the venom.

In just a moment, he had completely lost control of his magical artifact.

He hadn't expected that the venom of this poisonous dragon would be so domineering, capable of directly eroding the divine consciousness of cultivators attached to magical artifacts.

"After this magical artifact was quenched with the venom of the poisonous dragon, will it become unusable?" Li Ping worried inwardly, but when he looked at the scene inside the poison sac, he was instantly dumbfounded.

Under Li Ping's watchful gaze, the White Bone Deadly Needle, upon contact with the venomous dragon's venom, began to gradually melt from the point of contact.

Moreover, the melting speed was quite fast; in just a short while, the inch-long flying needle was reduced to only half.

Now, Li Ping no longer needs to worry about being unable to control the flying needles.

The encounter with the flying needle artifact also made Li Ping dare not have the idea of ​​refining the poison sac with the Blood Banner again.

The White Bone Deadly Needle was only a mid-grade second-tier magic weapon; if it was destroyed, so be it, Li Ping didn't care.

The Blood Banner is a second-tier top-grade magic weapon. Besides poisoning and escaping, it has many other functions that Li Ping cannot use due to his low cultivation level.

This magical artifact will be of great use even in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Li Ping dared not gamble that it could refine the venom of the poisonous dragon. If the magic artifact were damaged by the venom, it would be a great loss.

"It's a third-tier spiritual material after all, let's keep it for now, we might need it someday!"

Li Ping sighed as he put the venom sac back into its sheath. He hadn't expected that he would have no use for the venom sac after acquiring it. No wonder Huang Yan would use it for a trade.

The only use Li Ping could think of for this poison sac for the time being was to throw it out during a magical duel to defile the enemy's magical artifacts.

Aside from that, it doesn't seem to have much other use.

Put the other poisons purchased this time together with the Blood Banner and let them slowly refine.

Li Ping himself went out and entered the alchemy room to begin studying the refining of second-tier beast-feeding pills.

……

Donghua Mountain, the exit of Qingyun Secret Realm.

Dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators waited silently in the plaza in front of the secret realm, while at the entrance of the secret realm, a fat old man with white hair and beard sat cross-legged.

The secret realm will open to cultivators who wish to refine their Qi, but it will not be fully open again for another three months.

Three months passed by in their patient waiting.

"open!"

The old man took out a gilded token from his robes and poured his Core Formation realm magic power into it. A golden light shot towards the entrance of the secret realm, and the entrance slowly opened up a passage several feet in diameter.

Swish! Swish! Swish...

As the secret passage opened, figures continuously flew out of it.

Most of the Qi Refining cultivators who emerged from the secret realm looked exhausted and had disordered breathing, with only a few maintaining normal breathing.

Bai Qing flew out of the passage and landed on the square. He looked around and his expression was a mixture of tension and joy.

During his journey into the Qingyun Secret Realm, thanks to the numerous supplies prepared for him by his elder brother, he successfully harvested two thousand-year-old Golden Marrow Jade Mushrooms.

The military merits earned from two Golden Marrow Jade Mushrooms can be exchanged for two Foundation Establishment Pills, making Foundation Establishment almost a certainty.

Thinking of this, Bai Qing couldn't help but press his hand on the storage bag at his waist.

Inside, there are not only two thousand-year-old golden marrow jade fungus, but also materials he collected by killing monsters in the secret realm, as well as many spiritual herbs.

Of course, several other cultivators who had ill intentions and tried to harm him also died under his talisman, and their belongings also fell into Bai Qing's hands.

Of course, several other cultivators who had ill intentions and tried to harm him also died under his talisman, and their belongings also fell into Bai Qing's hands.

"I'll go back and exchange them for Foundation Establishment Pills to try and break through to the Foundation Establishment stage."

Suppressing his excitement, Bai Qing looked around, trying to find the three old cultivators from the Bai family.

To his disappointment, the three old monks never appeared.

In fact, it wasn't just those three old cultivators; the number of cultivators in the entire plaza was less than a third of what it was when they entered the secret realm.

Such a high casualty ratio demonstrates the danger within the Qingyun Secret Realm.

Just as the secret passage was about to close, a white-haired figure staggered out of the passage and landed beside Bai Qing.

"Seventh Grandpa!" Bai Qing quickly helped the old man up, only to find that his left arm was broken and his body was covered in wounds.

Upon seeing that Bai Qing was still alive, the old cultivator couldn't help but show joy on his face: "Qing'er, you came out alive, that's wonderful."

The joy on his face didn't last long, because in the end, he still didn't see his two old brothers come out.

Three came, one went!

……

"Alright, I'll see you off!" Song Yushu reappeared.

But just as he was about to unleash the giant whale wave-breaking shuttle—

"boom!"

A tremendous commotion erupted, and Bai Qing felt the entire Donghua Mountain shake at that moment.

"What's going on?" He looked up at the sky in shock.

But then they saw a crimson dragon, a hundred feet long, hovering outside the magic array. Its body was crimson, covered with hard scales, with seven or eight sharp horns on its top and four huge claws on its belly.

This is a real dragon, not some snake or python like the little green dragon!

And right above the red dragon's head, a bald figure in a green robe stood atop it.

Just now, it was the red dragon's flame attack on the magic array of Donghua Mountain that caused such a commotion!

"Xiao Changkong, do you dare to come out and see me!"

"Come out and see me!"

"See me!"

……

The arrogant voice pierced through the magic array and rang in the ears of all the cultivators on Donghua Mountain!

"Old Demon Lu, Donghua Mountain is not a place for you to act recklessly!" Accompanied by a deep, resonant voice like the clash of metal, a white beam of light flew out of the magic array and confronted the man and the dragon.

Within the white light was a handsome middle-aged cultivator dressed in a white robe.

Looking down, Old Demon Lu seemed to see the secret realm within the magic array, and the Qi Refining cultivators returning from gathering herbs there. He shouted, "Xiao Changkong, the Holy Emperor has already enfeoffed the Western Wilderness to Marquis Xiping. Not only do you not wholeheartedly assist Marquis Xiping, but you also dare to occupy the secret realm privately, refusing us entry!"

Facing Lu Laomo's insults, the white-robed middle-aged cultivator remained unperturbed: "If Marquis Xiping were to arrive, we would naturally hand over the secret realm and immortal city to him and assist him in governing the Western Wilderness. As for you... you are nothing but a demonic villain, yet you dare to claim to represent Marquis Xiping?"

"Fine, fine... what a hypocrite!" Old Demon Lu sneered, "Let me see your righteous spirit, you hypocrite!"

……

Half a month later, I was sitting on the flying boat returning to Fenglan Immortal City.

Bai Qing couldn't help but recall the earth-shattering battle he had witnessed in the Immortal City half a month ago.

One of the combatants was Xiao Changkong, the leader of the Defenders Alliance, who was known as the number one cultivator in the Western Wilderness.

On the other side was Lu Laomo, the Grand Elder of the Yuling Sect, one of the four major sects of the demonic path, and known as the strongest cultivator among the four sects.

Alliance Leader Xiao fought against Lu Laomo and Chi Jiao single-handedly, holding his own against them. In the end, he even unleashed a mountain-sized, earth-yellow seal, which directly smashed Chi Jiao, causing him to vomit blood.

This forced Old Demon Lu to flee in a sorry state.

While recalling the great battle, he also remembered Lu Laomo's words.

Lu Laomo said that the Holy Emperor had granted the Western Wilderness to the Marquis of Xiping.

Alliance Leader Xiao also said that if Marquis Xiping appeared, he would hand over the secret realm and Donghua Mountain to him.

Clearly, although the two looked down on each other, they both held the Marquis of Xiping in the highest esteem.

"Could the Holy Emperor be a legendary Nascent Soul cultivator? Is that why the Marquis of Xiping he appointed has such power?" Bai Qing wondered silently.

At that moment, however, he saw a completely different world in his heart.

The two thousand-year-old Golden Marrow Jade Mushrooms that Bai Qing brought out from the secret realm have been handed over to the Foundation Establishment cultivator leading the team.

The military merits earned can be exchanged for two Foundation Establishment Pills.

He possesses the aptitude of three spiritual roots and has two Foundation Establishment Pills in hand, making his success rate in Foundation Establishment extremely high.

It can be said that he has already stepped into the Foundation Establishment stage.

"I'll exchange for Foundation Establishment Pills when I get back, and then go into seclusion to try and break through to Foundation Establishment!" He forced himself to suppress his excitement.

Sitting next to him was the seventh son, the only one of the three elders of the Bai family to survive.

However, the spiritual herbs he collected were not enough to accumulate enough military merits for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

The Bai family can only wait another thirty years before sending cultivators into the secret realm again when it opens.

Military merits of cultivation families can be accumulated. As long as the family survives, they will eventually have enough Foundation Establishment Pills.

……

Several months later, at Xiantao Mountain.

As the youngest cultivator in the Fellowship, Bai Qing was thirty-seven years old when he finally succeeded in establishing his foundation.

Looking at Li Ping, Bai Qing smiled and called out, "Big Brother!"

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