Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman Chapter 882: 466: Azure Dragon!

Chapter 882: Chapter 466: Azure Dragon!

“Evil Cultivator?”

Upon hearing this voice, Su Ping’s avatar was slightly surprised.

He was puzzled as to how an Evil Cultivator could bypass the Immortal Boat of the Duobao Chamber of Comrce set up in the Xuanling Realm.

After seeing who had arrived, he realized that the person did not have any aura of Evil Technique.

It was an elderly man in linen clothes holding a cane, riding swiftly on a Double-headed Mysterious Water Ghost the size of a large bus.

His cultivation was at the Early Period of Divinity Transformation, but the cane exuded a formidable yet faint spirit light.

Giving him considerable confidence to hunt other cultivators in this Ti-Space Sea Domain.

The brother of the Xiahou siblings coughed blood and warned:

“Taoist Friend, be careful! This man works with Evil Cultivators, capturing those of us with decent talent, and sells us to the mbers of the Evil Heart Association!”

“Evil Heart Association?”

Su Ping’s avatar tried to recall the mory of this small organization.

Straining to rember, he finally found a clue in the corner of his Consciousness Sea.

Ever since he gained control over the Xuanling Realm.

With the Demon Emperor Taiyi’s avatar helping to set up the Taiyi True Fire Array, under the influence of the array, all Evil Spirits had nowhere to escape.

Be it Rotten, Chaos, or any other miscellaneous Evil Cultivators.

Anyone daring to approach the Xuanling Realm would be caught.

Over ti, the Xuanling Realm beca recognized by various powers as a safe zone.

And beca a transit point on the myriad routes of many chambers of comrce.

After all, passing the test of the Xuanling Realm at least indicated that their mbers hadn’t been contaminated, nor had Evil Cultivators infiltrated them.

However, while this thod could prevent Evil Spirits and Evil Cultivators from directly infiltrating, it couldn’t stop cultivators who were inherently evil at heart.

There’s always a batch of cultivators lured or coerced by various reasons into becoming partners of the Evil Cultivators.

They did not practice Evil Techniques, and on the surface, appeared as legitimate cultivators.

Once they captured a target person, they handed them over to corresponding Evil Cultivators to exchange for cultivation resources or Divine weapons to enhance themselves.

They could pass through the Xuanling Realm’s array detection, mingling in with the chamber of comrce’s teams and thus it all seed normal.

“Hehe, hehe!”

The old man in linen clothes looked at Su Ping’s avatar, growing ever more delighted.

One major reason he took up this crooked path was his own short lifespan.

Accumulating resources by normal ans offered no hope of breaking through to extend his life.

But he wasn’t ready to die; he hadn’t lived enough.

So one night, after receiving an invitation to join Evil Cultivators from a friend, he almost without hesitation chose to join the Evil Cultivators.

Or rather, to do business with them with their help in exchange for a massive amount of resources.

And leave a backdoor for himself, should he fail to break through, where he could choose to fully join the Evil Cultivators, relying on Evil Techniques to extend his life.

Though doing so might make him neither human nor ghost, or even possibly controlled by a Demon God, with no freedom.

But he was already near death, so he couldn’t care about these details.

“Old Man wants to capture you alive; those big figures will certainly offer high prices to fight over you!”

The old man in linen clothes seed arrogantly self-talking.

In fact, as he subtly stirred his cane.

A curse spell had already been cast, creating invisible chains in the air around Su Ping’s avatar.

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation cultivator in this situation.

Even if they had a Spirit Body Talent.

They would likely fall victim to these insidious thods and suffer.

“Hahaha, sleep for a while!”

The old man in linen clothes raised his cane, feeling the setup was complete and was about to activate it at the instant!

Bang!

He suddenly noticed a flicker before his eyes.

The young cultivator’s afterimage appeared before him, and then a fist had already shattered his protective spirit light, striking directly on his face.

With a loud sound vibrating through the surrounding airspace.

The Xiahou siblings scread, watching as the formidable foe they thought insurmountable was punched away by this Taoist Friend, disappearing directly into a whirlpool of ti-space chaos!

The Mysterious Water Turtle under his feet still attempted to resist.

But the young cultivator stomped it, causing the whole body to shiver, retracting in fear without daring to move an inch.

After Su Ping’s avatar physically subdued the Spiritual Beast underfoot, he gazed towards the ti-space chaos.

“Already scared?”

“That’s not good, I was still curious about that association.”

Su Ping’s avatar softly murmured, extending his left hand with a virtual grip.

A giant semi-transparent arm reached over, and in a blink, pulled back the disheveled old man in linen clothes.

“You! Who exactly are you!”

“How could such a Great Power as you be here!”

The old man in linen clothes looked at Su Ping’s avatar with a face full of indignation.

The recent exchange had already made him realize the heavenly difference between himself and this young cultivator!

He subconsciously regarded Su Ping’s avatar as an Upper Immortal deliberately disguised.

In so sense, his thought wasn’t wrong either.

Su Ping’s avatar chuckled, ignoring the other’s impotent rage, directly opened a storage bag and put the opponent inside, waiting to later throw him into the bronze tower for professional interrogation.

Then, Su Ping’s avatar looked towards the Xiahou siblings.

Both of them hurriedly stood straight, bowed, and saluted.

But just as they were planning to return to the Immortal Boat to end their training.

Su Ping’s avatar called them back.

“Wait!”

“Did you see the mont I erged?”

The Xiahou siblings shivered in unison, and the brother didn’t bother concocting a lie.

In his impression, when facing such a Great Power, only by telling the truth would they avoid worse outcos.