They are all old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years; who wouldn't understand?
He Pingsheng nodded.
As the Old Ancestor said, these people have been eating at the Tai Xu Sect for so many years, they've long been full.
And now, the entire Tai Xu Sect's rules have changed, there's not much profit to be gained, and they have to bear immense risks, so why would I stay here?
He Pingsheng was not qualified to comment.
Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is human instinct.
Didn't He Pingsheng himself want to escape early on?
"Alright, I wish Senior Brother a splendid future. When Master comes out of seclusion later, I will report to him truthfully!"
He Pingsheng had no capital to retain Xuanyang.
"Then many thanks, Junior Brother!" Xuanyang said with a grin, "Also, the Internal Affairs Hall is the core of the entire Tai Xu Sect, concerning its operation. Since I'm leaving, someone needs to take on the responsibility. I recommend someone to Junior Brother!"
"If you think he's suitable, you can employ him!"
"If you don't think he's suitable, you can choose someone else!"
After speaking, Xuanyang clapped his hands.
From a distance, a shriveled Old Man flew over on a Flying Sword.
When this person saw He Pingsheng, he quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Greetings, Junior Martial Uncle!"
He Pingsheng looked, wasn't this Kumu Zhenren?
Back then, he worked for Kumu Zhenren in Lingyao Valley, responsible for looking after the lieyang flower.
And Wang Dun.
However, Wang Dun was later killed.
Seeing He Pingsheng, Kumu Zhenren was also stunned.
He naturally knew that the Old Ancestor had taken a young Disciple named He Pingsheng, but he had forgotten what the young man who helped him collect lieyang flower pollen looked like back then, so he hadn't connected the two.
Now, meeting him, he suddenly realized, shocked beyond measure.
"You, you, you..." Kumu didn't know what to say.
Xuanyang's face sank, and he said, "Disrespectful!"
"Yes!" Kumu saluted He Pingsheng again.
He Pingsheng said, "No need for formalities. Are you familiar with the various affairs of this Internal Affairs Hall?"
Kumu Zhenren said, "Very familiar, very familiar. This Disciple grew up in the Internal Affairs Hall since childhood, Junior Martial Uncle, please rest assured, I will surely manage this Internal Affairs Hall to your satisfaction!"
"That's good!" He Pingsheng nodded, "From now on, you are the Deputy Hall Master of the Internal Affairs Hall, acting as the Hall Master!"
Back then, he secretly concealed a bottle of Kumu Zhenren's pollen; now he's giving him a Deputy Hall Master position.
It could be considered settling Karma.
...
Returning to Yu Long Peak, He Pingsheng continued to Cultivate.
He did not go to the main hall, but Cultivated in his own side hall.
He took out the Gathering Spirit Pill prepared by Taixu Old Ancestor, strengthened it wantonly, then swallowed it to increase his Cultivation.
Methodically, just like before, he first raised all five Dantian to Foundation Establishment Stage First Level, then proceeded to Spirit Refining, Body Refining, and Cultivating Spells.
Unknowingly, another two years passed!
He Pingsheng's five Dantian had all reached Foundation Establishment Stage First Level, and Spirit Refining had also caught up.
Only Body Refining had not caught up.
Because his poison pills were not enough.
When Cultivating the Nine Poison Golden Body, it requires poison pills of the corresponding Rank. To Cultivate the Foundation Establishment chapter, it requires poison pills from Foundation Establishment Stage Yao Beasts.
But He Pingsheng didn't have any.
The entire Sect also didn't store such things.
"Hmm..." He Pingsheng stepped out of the great hall, "It's time to go out for a walk. First, I'll go to Matou Mountain Market to see if I can buy Rank 2 poison pills!"
He waved his hand, unfurled his Flying Sword, then stepped onto it, and swiftly flew off in the direction of Matou Mountain Market.
His speed was incomparable.
The speed of this sword flight was much faster than when he was in the Qi Refinement Stage.
...
On Heaven One Peak, in a magnificent great hall.
Jianzhu Immortal Master looked at the Daoist Nun in front of her and said faintly, "This is your last chance!"
"He only has Foundation Establishment Stage First Level Cultivation. If you can't take him down, then there probably won won't be another chance!"
"Yes!" Feng Daogu gritted her teeth and said, "Master, rest assured, this Disciple will definitely kill him!"
"Hmph..." Jianzhu snorted coldly, "Don't drag me into this. Killing him is to avenge your personal grudge; I have no enmity with him!"
"Remember, whether you live or die, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Kill him and then run. How far you can run depends on your luck!"
"If you can't defeat him and he kills you, I will certainly not intervene!"
"This is your Old Feng family's private matter!"
Feng Daogu said, "Master, rest assured, I know what's important!"
A few breaths later, a streak of light shot out from Heaven One Peak and flew towards the direction He Pingsheng was flying on his sword.
Originally, Feng Daogu had thought of catching up to He Pingsheng, quickly killing him, and then escaping, never to return to the Tai Xu Sect.
After all, He Pingsheng was the Old Ancestor's Disciple.
But what she didn't expect was that she simply couldn't catch up to He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng's speed on his Flying Sword was simply too fast.
"Damn it..." Feng Daogu cursed as she flew on her sword, "This fellow's Divine Thought is actually so powerful now, it's already on par with mine!"
"He really is a Spirit Refining Cultivator!"
"I'll have to be careful when we confront each other later!"
"But it doesn't matter if I can't catch you, I'll just block you on your way back!"
Since she knew He Pingsheng was going to Matou Mountain Market, Feng Daogu wasn't in a hurry.
...
In less than an hour, He Pingsheng landed at the entrance of Matou Mountain Market.
He put away his Flying Sword.
Walking into the market, he saw that it was exactly the same as many years ago, with almost no changes.
The front part was for stalls.
The stalls had all sorts of items: Talismans, Medicinal Pills, Talisman paper, Materials, Formation Plates, and so on.
He Pingsheng's Divine Thought burst forth, sweeping across wantonly.
Anyway, with so many people, as long as he wasn't facing the other party directly, others wouldn't know who was secretly peeking with Divine Thought.
At a glance, most were Qi Refinement Stage, and there were also Foundation Establishment Stage, but they were as rare as Phoenix feathers and Dragon scales.
The middle-aged Cultivator selling Medicinal Pills was still there.
Compared to twenty years ago, this Cultivator had aged a bit.
His Cultivation had also reached Qi Refinement Stage Eleventh Level.
He Pingsheng came to the middle-aged Cultivator's stall. His two Spirit Refining Cultivation Techniques were both obtained by strengthening incomplete Cultivation Techniques purchased from this middle-aged Cultivator's stall.
"Hello, young bro..." The middle-aged Cultivator, seeing He Pingsheng's young age, casually called out, but before he could finish the words "young brother," he suddenly realized that he couldn't see through the Cultivation of the Cultivator in front of him, and his Divine Thought, when it swept into the other person's body, was like a mud ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.
He immediately felt something was wrong and hurriedly bowed with a flustered expression, saying, "Senior, my apologies for the offense!"
"It's nothing!" He Pingsheng said, "Besides these things, do you have any other items here?"
The middle-aged Cultivator said, "What does Senior want?"
He Pingsheng said, "I want Yao Beast poison pills!"
"And, Rank 2 Yao Beast poison pills!"
"This... none!" The middle-aged Cultivator's face fell, and he said, "Poison pills are rarely needed by anyone. Even if some people kill a Rank 2 Yao Beast, they might not bother to extract the poison pill!"
"However, you can check other stalls, or the trade association inside!"
