The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 1099

Chapter 1099 Wu Zhanyun, Deputy City Lord

“This was my grandfather’s old temple. No one uses it anymore. Senior Brother He, you can temporarily cultivate and go into seclusion here!”

Chu Sheng led He Pingsheng to a magnificent hall.

He Pingsheng said, “Alright, then I won’t stand on ceremony!”

“Don’t mention it!” Chu Sheng smiled. “I’ll be in seclusion in the main hall next door. Let me know if anything comes up!”

After Chu Sheng left, He Pingsheng entered the main hall.

This grand hall is not only magnificent, but also has two layers of third-grade immortal arrays outside the hall: one is a warning array, and the other is a divine-suppressing array!

The defensive formation is gone.

Because no one dared to trespass on Elder Tianyin’s dojo near the city lord’s mansion.

So preventing peeping is enough.

He Pingsheng was very satisfied.

With these two layers of formations in place, even a cultivator at the peak of the Profound Immortal realm would have no chance of spying.

I checked the formation, and there are no problems.

Then I’ll go into seclusion!

He Pingsheng went into seclusion to continue practicing the “Heavenly Extreme Longevity Transformation Method”.

He had been cultivating on Thorin’s ship for several months when he first arrived, but He Pingsheng failed to complete the first chapter of his cultivation.

Although it hasn’t been completed yet, it will be soon.

continue!

He Pingsheng planned to successfully cultivate this immortal technique in the last month before the competition.

The problem arose after only half a day of seclusion.

Chu Sheng’s voice came from outside: “Senior Brother He, excuse me, someone has arrived!”

Has someone visited?

He Pingsheng frowned slightly, quickly went out the door and activated the formation, where five people appeared in front of him.

Besides Chu Sheng, there was a tall middle-aged man and a tall elderly woman.

Two more young men followed behind the two.

He Pingsheng scanned it with his divine sense.

The two young men behind him were both at the twelfth level of the Human Immortal stage.

As for the middle-aged man and the elderly woman, their cultivation levels were beyond He Pingsheng’s comprehension.

“Congratulations, Fellow Daoist!” Chu Sheng quickly said, “This is Vice City Lord Wu Zhanyun, and this is Vice City Lord Linglong!”

He Pingsheng quickly bowed.

At the same time, a thought popped into my head: Why does the word “exquisite” sound so familiar?

“Seniors, senior brothers, please come in!”

With a whoosh, the five of them entered He Pingsheng’s makeshift dojo together and sat down.

The old fairy named Linglong glanced at the Taoist temple and said, “Seeing these things reminds me of people; it’s truly heartbreaking. Even we immortals eventually have to come to this point!”

“Indeed!” Wu Zhanyun also said, “Fellow Daoist Tianyin’s life is truly lamentable!”

The two exchanged a few casual remarks, and then Wu Zhanyun looked at He Pingsheng and asked, “Your name is He Pingsheng, right? We met at the City Lord’s Mansion just now!”

He Pingsheng nodded.

When I first met Qingyu, I did see those two having a meeting at Qingyu’s dojo.

“Let’s not beat around the bush. We’ve come to you for only one purpose: the quota you hold!” Wu Zhanyun looked at He Pingsheng and said, “He Pingsheng, I’m interested in this. Of course, as the deputy city lord of Qiankun Immortal City, I won’t try to take it by trickery!”

“Can we make a deal?”

He Pingsheng immediately straightened up: “Of course, the purpose of this junior participating in the Star Emperor City Sword Trial Competition is to fulfill the Star Emperor’s wish and ask the Star Emperor for an item!”

“If senior has anything I need, then this junior naturally has no desire to participate in any more sword-testing competitions!”

Wu Zhanyun was overjoyed and said, “Great! What do you need?”

“Wait a minute…” Before He Pingsheng could speak, the fairy Linglong stood up and said, “You two stop for a moment. I’m here to get the direct entry spot you have!”

“And it’s agreed that everyone will compete fairly!”

“If I happen to have the same item later, let young friend He choose first!”

“Whoever he takes a fancy to, that person can make the deal with him, how about that?”

These words were spoken to Wu Zhanyun.

Wu Zhanyun nodded and said, “Okay…no problem!”

“Young friend He, please tell me what you need!”

He Pingsheng took a deep breath and said, “Seniors, I need a Refining Spirit Immortal Technique that allows immortals to refine their spirits. I wonder which of you has one?”

In He Pingsheng’s understanding, it’s not a big deal for a high-level immortal to have one or two books on refining spirit techniques!

However, after hearing He Pingsheng’s sincere tone, the two of them frowned simultaneously.

“This… He Pingsheng!” Wu Zhanyun spoke first: “You may not know, but in the Immortal Realm, methods of refining the spirit are extremely rare. Moreover, ordinary methods of refining the spirit actually have very limited effect on improving divine sense; they are quite useless!”

“Not many people are willing to repair it, and over time, a great deal of this skill has been lost!”

“Therefore, even in the entire Qiankun Immortal City, there might not be many!”

“If you want it, I can guarantee to find one or two copies for you within a thousand years, but if you ask me to give it to you now, I really don’t have any!”

“That’s right!” said the exquisite fairy. “To be honest, young friend He, your conditions aren’t that high. But the problem is, we don’t have them right now!”

“How about this, you give me the spot, and I can guarantee that I can find you a decent method for refining the spirit within a thousand years!”

“No, I’ll find you two!”

A bitter smile immediately appeared on He Pingsheng’s face.

Just kidding!

millennium?

Not to mention that this takes too long, what if you change your mind later? Who am I supposed to turn to?

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“This…” He Pingsheng cupped his hands in apology to the two men, “I’m sorry, seniors, but if I don’t have the method of refining the spirit, I cannot agree to the transaction!”

He Pingsheng refused frankly.

“Hmph…” Just as He Pingsheng refused, the young man behind Wu Zhanyun said, “How laughable!”

“Who do you think you are…?”

You’re dreaming!

“He Pingsheng, what you say seems reasonable, but it is actually extremely rude!”

“Shut up!” Wu Zhanyun’s face darkened, and he turned to look at the young man: “Martial cultivators must not be rude, and even less should they speak nonsense!”

Wu Xiu simply stepped forward and said, “Grandpa, he was being unreasonable to begin with… He Pingsheng, your argument seems reasonable. After we win the Sword Trial Competition, we’ll have the Star Emperor give you a Divine Refining Technique!”

“Yes, no problem. A Refining God Technique is nothing to Lord Star Emperor!”

“And he’ll definitely give it to you, and your wish isn’t unreasonable at all!”

“But the question is, can you win first place in the Star Emperor City Sword Trial Competition?”

“You, a mere ninth-level cultivator, dare to dream of winning among millions of people, yet you’re just a fool who only entered the competition through a direct entry spot, and you’re making such an rude request? Aren’t you trying to screw over my grandfather?”

“That’s right!” Wu Zhanyun suddenly realized and said, “He Pingsheng, even if you have a direct pass, the chances of you getting the cultivation technique in the end are extremely slim!”

“Or rather, it’s simply impossible!”

“Would you like to reconsider?”

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