Nine Lives: Unbeatable Dragon Blood

Chapter 23 Encounter

There were sixteen miniature islands under Xuanqi Island's jurisdiction. After Lu Ping came out of Huangyu Island, he flew to the east where Huangli Island, the farthest miniature island among the islands under Xuanqi Island's jurisdiction was located.

This time, True Spirit Sect had an absolute advantage in eliminating Xuan Spirit Sect's disciples. The disciples from the True Spirit Sect outnumbered them. Everyone knew that this was an opportunity to make a fortune, and none of them would fall behind. Besides Huangyu Island, there were other islands that had ample wealth. But when Lu Ping arrived at those islands, there probably wouldn't be anything left. He might as well try his luck on Huangli Island.

According to the tips on the map, Huangli Island was a desolate one among the 16 islands. Usually, it could only be used as a plant base for growing spiritual grains. However, there were several places where spiritual Qi gathered, and one acre of the spiritual field had been opened up. 250 kilos of spiritual grains could be ripened every three months, which were worth more than 100 spiritual stones.

Lu Ping could claim to be very rich, but he still didn't want to give up this small sum of wealth.

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Ping arrived at Huangli Island. He quickly swallowed a wound healing elixir to restore his magic power. In just two days, he almost ate the wound healing elixirs as jelly beans. He actually spent spiritual stones like water in the battle!

It was a disciple at the eighth level of Blood Refining of Xuan Spirit Sect who guarded Huangli Island. Without saying anything, Lu Ping threw his flying sword at his heart.

The disciple didn't know why this "fellow disciple" wanted to kill him. In a panic, he had to roll aside quickly, but Lu Ping's sword still pierced his shoulder blade.

What happened next could be imagined. The disciple of the Xuan Spirit Sect was seriously injured. Whatever his cultivation, his magic weapons, or his wealth couldn't compare with those of Lu Ping. He could only be killed.

After this period of training, Lu Ping became proficient in searching for wealth. In two hours, he harvested all the spiritual grains in the seven or eight spiritual fields which were one acre in total.

He got little from the dead disciple of Xuan Spirit Sect. After all, he was only a disciple whose cultivation was at the eighth level. Since he was sent to this remote island to plant spiritual grains, he was unpopular in his sect.

There were only dozens of spiritual stones and a low-grade flying knife in his storage bag. However, he was killed before he could use it. Lu Ping was lucky.

The elixirs in it were also common. He was at the same cultivation level as Lu Ping, but the blood purifying elixirs he used were something that had been obsoleted by Lu Ping. However, the 50 kilos of spiritual grains inside were not bad. There were some other spiritual materials and sundries, which were not worth many spiritual stones. Lu Ping didn't feel like counting them but put all of them into his storage bag.

Lu Ping felt very tired after a night of running about and fighting. Seeing that it would dawn in more than two hours, he decided to have a rest on Huangli Island to recover his exhausted magic power and spirit.

Four hours later, it was already light, and the ordinary people on the island had already started their day. They didn't know that the owner of Huangli Island had been replaced.

Lu Ping let out a long breath and slowly withdrew his magic power. Feeling the magic power in his Bloodline which was getting richer, he was a little excited. Fighting was indeed an effective way to progress. His cultivation at the middle stage of the eighth level had reached a peak. He probably could reach the late stage after this task was over.

Suddenly, Lu Ping heard rumbling thunder in the distance. He was surprised. Although the weather on the sea was unpredictable, the thunder was weird.

Lu Ping decided to ignore it, but after he just cultivated for a moment, he was suddenly interrupted by a string of hurried footsteps.

A calm middle-aged man's voice sounded outside, "Immortal Senior, the fishermen who went fishing on the island were suddenly attacked by sea beasts. The fishing nets of several fishing boats were split by sea beasts, and the smaller fishing boats were knocked over. More than a dozen fishermen have been killed and eaten. Immortal Senior, please help us."

Lu Ping originally planned to return to Xuanqi Island immediately and stay out of this trouble. On second thought, he remembered that Xuanqi Island would soon become True Spirit Sect's. If he helped them, he could earn some reputation for their sect in advance. He grew up in True Spirit Academy and had a strong sense of belonging to the True Spirit Sect.

Lu Ping came to the harbor with the middle-aged man. When everyone saw that the Immortal Senior stationed on the island had been replaced, they didn't dare to say anything. Instead, they cheered because of his arrival.

Several fishing boats outside the harbor had sunk. Many fishermen who fell into the sea had been rescued, and some of them had been dragged into the water by sea beasts. There were several bloodstains in the water, and the fishing nets of several ships were being dragged around by sea beasts. The islanders gathered on the coast, exclaiming and crying.

Lu Ping was panicked by their cries. He took out his small boat magic weapon. After drawing a white wave on the sea, he was outside the harbor in the blink of an eye. In the meantime, Lu Ping threw two flying swords and a flying knife into the sea. The three magic weapons launched attacks back and forth. The sea was immediately dyed red by the blood of the sea beasts, and carcasses of the sea beasts floated up one after another.

Lu Ping threw several Ice Stabbing Magic Figures and Golden Knife Magic Figures at the several fishing boats which were running around. The Golden Knife Magic Figures cut off the ropes of the fishing nets and the Ice Stabbing Magic Figures dashed into the sea, sending up blood spray.

Seeing the Immortal Senior defuse this disaster with ease, the fishermen on Huangli Island, couldn't help singing praises of Lu Ping loudly. The fishermen on the several rescued ships were grateful to Lu Ping, which made Lu Ping feel completely at a loss.

Lu Ping wanted to build up the prestige of the True Spirit Sect, so he shouted, "I am a disciple from True Spirit Sect. From today on, Huangli Island will be under the rule of True Spirit Sect, and our sect will naturally protect the people on the island."

As expected, the islanders were not dissatisfied with the change of the owner but said yes in unison.

Suddenly, another muffled thunder sounded in the distance. Lu Ping realized what he heard earlier was not thunder. Some people were probably in a match. These sea beasts were frightened by their fighting and fled around. As a result, the fishermen on Huangli Island were implicated.

Lu Ping shivered and thought of something. Who else would be in the match at this time? He shouted promptly to the fishing boats outside the harbor with Sound Amplifying Skill, "Guys, return to the fishing port quickly. Everyone on the island goes home and be careful of disaster!"

The fishermen didn't dare to doubt Lu Ping but returned to the port one after another. When the people on the island had just evacuated, a blood light in the distance flew rapidly towards Huangli Island, and a fleet light was chasing behind it closely.

When they were near Lu Ping, Lu Ping found that the cultivator in the blood light was Zhang Zhihe who escaped before. The fleet light behind it shouted, "Is it Lu Ping there? Quickly stop the remaining evil of 'Tongxiu League'!"

It was Immortal Senior Du Zichao.

Lu Ping was speechless. Zhang Zhihe was an expert at the early stage of Blood Dissolving. Although he was badly injured, a cultivator at the eighth level of Blood Refining like him couldn't stop him.

Fine, at the worse, he would be seriously injured. As long as he could hold him off for a while, Immortal Senior Du behind could catch up with him.

Seeing the blood light getting closer and closer, Lu Ping raised his right hand. An iron seal flew up, turned in the wind, grew a dozen times bigger, and dashed to the approaching blood light head-on.

At the same time, a bronze mirror floated above Lu Ping's head. Lu Ping only had time to throw out a highest-grade Vajra Blood Magic Figure, then Zhang Zhihe, the leader of "Tongxiu League" in the blood light, shouted angrily not far away, "You are trying to get yourself killed!"

An unstoppable magic power gushed over, knocking "Landslide" to fly backward. The light reflected by the bronze mirror above his head suddenly flickered, and the golden glittering Vajra Magic Figure became transparent in an instant. Lu Ping felt a sense of suppression in the chest, and couldn't summon up his magic power momentarily. He took several steps back before he felt better.