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The surrounding warriors, seeing that there was no excitement to watch, dispersed. The street returned to its lively state, bustling with people coming and going.
"Thank you for saving my life, Senior!" The young man got up from the ground and cupped his hands in gratitude. However, he looked quite disheveled, which made him appear somewhat comical.
"It was just a small effort, no need to take it to heart. You can go about your business!" Ren Pingsheng waved his hand dismissively and turned to leave.
"Senior, please wait! I wonder if you came to Yuzhou City for the rare Elixir?" The young man quickly blocked Ren Pingsheng's path, looking inquisitive.
"Elixir? What Elixir?" This caught Ren Pingsheng off guard, and he asked with interest.
"Senior, are you not here for the Life and Death Grass that recently appeared at Wanyao Mountain?"
"Life and Death Grass?" Ren Pingsheng's mind momentarily wandered. Wasn't this one of the two Elixirs that the Bone Elder had asked him to find back in the Azure Wind Secret Realm? After such a long time without news, he didn't expect to encounter it here. It truly was a case of finding something after searching everywhere; saving someone turned out to be fortuitous.
"Yes, three days ago, news spread that the Life and Death Grass had emerged at Wanyao Mountain. Many people have come looking for it, but no one has found it yet; we don't even know if it's true."
"Wanyao Mountain? How far is it from here?"
"Ah, Senior, Wanyao Mountain is thirty thousand miles south of Yuzhou City. It's a place teeming with Demon Beasts, considered a paradise for them and a forbidden area for humans," the young man said cautiously.
"Very well, thank you for your help. These Elixirs will be beneficial for your injuries and cultivation; take them!" Ren Pingsheng tossed him two bottles of Elixir before turning to leave. He appeared absent-minded but was actually thinking about the Life and Death Grass.
He still bore the poison from the Bone Elder; only by finding both the Life and Death Grass and the Yin Yang Transformation Fruit could he hope to save himself. Therefore, obtaining the Life and Death Grass was essential. One must understand that such rare treasures might not appear again for a long time; if missed, they would be hard to come by.
"Young Master, why did you let that kid go? Although his cultivation is decent, we are not afraid of him," asked an elder who had just fought with Ren Pingsheng, somewhat puzzled.
"Foolish! Recently, many forces have come to Yuzhou City because of the Life and Death Grass. Some are even beyond our capability to provoke; now is not the time to stir up trouble. Otherwise, if we run into someone tough, it will only bring misfortune upon yourselves," said the man in the carriage bluntly.
"The young master is right; it is Old Servant who is foolish." The old man immediately replied respectfully.
"Yes, however, we cannot let them think we are easy to bully. Look into this person's background. If they are from a major power, then so be it. If they are an unknown Loose Practitioner, you know what to do, right?"
"Rest assured, young master, we know what to do." It seemed that this so-called Yuzhou City City Lord's Son was not an easy character; perhaps the gentleness he displayed in public was all an act.
Inside the inn of Yuzhou City, Ren Pingsheng sat alone, holding some books that contained information about the Southern Region. There were various introductions; although many were brief mentions, they gave him a general understanding of the Southern Region.
As for the Wan Yao Mountain, there was also an introduction. Wan Yao Mountain stretched for nine million miles and bordered Jiangzhou, Southern State, Leizhou, and Yazhou. It was a major gathering place for demon beasts in the Southern Region. Many powerful demon beasts gathered here, including numerous Demon Kings and Demon Emperor. It was even rumored that sacred beasts existed.
In the past, some forces had attempted to conquer Wan Yao Mountain, but unfortunately, they suffered heavy casualties and were defeated. At that time, someone had seen the figure of a sacred beast; its power was simply insurmountable.
Thus, Wan Yao Mountain became a forbidden area, mainly referring to the inner and central regions. However, within a million-mile radius of the outer area, many martial artists still ventured there. Every year, countless humans or demon beasts perished; it seemed that both races tacitly accepted this situation without anyone intervening.
Occasionally, martial artists would enter the inner region of Wan Yao Mountain, but the weakest there were fifth-level demon beasts, equivalent to human royal-level powerhouses. There were battles here every year. The central area was truly a forbidden zone; even imperial-level powerhouses did not dare to enter casually because death could come at any moment.
The recent appearance of the Life and Death Grass in Wan Yao Mountain had attracted much attention. The first report of its disappearance came from a respected-level martial artist who had been the first to see the Life and Death Grass, but at that time he failed to obtain it and it was snatched away by other martial artists. So he decided to leak the news.
"It seems you need to make a trip to Wan Yao Mountain," said the Demon Emperor, floating in the air while holding some books, seemingly reading something else.
"Yes, I must get my hands on that Life and Death Grass; otherwise, I won't be able to cure the poison in me," Ren Pingsheng said as he put down his book and exhaled.
"It seems that the person who poisoned you is too powerful. You either need to take the antidote or become an imperial-level powerhouse. By then, even if it acts up, it will only severely injure you; with some time you can force it out."
"Becoming an imperial-level powerhouse? That's easier said than done. A hundred years have passed; ten years have already gone by. What are the chances I can become an imperial-level powerhouse in ninety years?"
"Cough... There is always hope; no one can say for sure. You should help him find spiritual herbs while cultivating at the same time. If you can break through by then, that's best; if not, you can still hope for the antidote," said the Demon Emperor comfortingly.
"Alright, tomorrow we will set off to Wanyao Mountain to see if we can find any news about Life and Death Grass," Ren Pingsheng sighed, knowing that there was no other way to handle these matters and that he could only take it step by step.
After a night of silence, early the next morning, Ren Pingsheng had breakfast, prepared some essentials, and then left Yuzhou City. He had only stayed here for a day, but he had learned most of what he needed to know and saw no reason to linger any longer.
"The kid has left the city; we will strike halfway. This time we cannot let him go." The speaker was the old man who had fought with Ren Pingsheng yesterday.
He had only sent someone to inquire a little and already knew that Ren Pingsheng was a Loose Practitioner with little influence. If he had any power, who would go buy books introducing the geography and customs of the Southern Region? In their sect, they had as much influence as they wanted. Since he had no power, they naturally would not let Ren Pingsheng off.
Especially the old man who had fought with Ren Pingsheng held considerable anger in his heart. As a Supreme Expert at the Perfection State, being forced back by a young man in front of so many people was an absolute humiliation for him. This would raise doubts about his strength in the eyes of his master, which was unforgivable.
Ren Pingsheng was unaware that he had been targeted. After leaving the city, he flew south toward Wanyao Mountain. His speed was neither fast nor slow; thirty thousand miles was not something that could be covered in a short time, and he was not in a hurry.
"Eh? Someone is actually following me from behind; how strange. I wonder who it could be!" Half an hour later, he hesitated and glanced back. A few miles away, two people were following him leisurely.
Ren Pingsheng found a secluded spot, paused his movement, and stopped. Soon, two figures appeared in the distance—one tall and one short. They were chatting and laughing, but when they looked at Ren Pingsheng, their expressions were filled with coldness.
"So it's them. It seems that the son of the lord of Yuzhou City, Mei Xinyuan, is just a petty person after all."
"Hehe, kid, are you scared? Do you know you can't escape our grasp?" The two old men approached; the Tall Elder who had suffered last time wore a mocking smile.
"Heh heh, I just wanted to see which blind fool came to seek death. I didn't expect it would be you two old fellows; what a pity."
"What big words! With your High-Level Sovereign cultivation? Last time I was just careless; come die now!" He shouted angrily, his figure flashing as his fist approached Ren Pingsheng's chest.
"I told you before that you are not capable. You insisted on seeking your own suffering!" Ren Pingsheng smiled lightly as the Void Splitting Sword in his hand struck the old man's fist, creating sparks since he was wearing boxing gloves.
"Bang..." The two exchanged blows instantly for more than ten moves.
“Liyang Fist!” The Tall Elder shouted, as if he wanted to pierce the heavens with his punch. A massive fist, like a small hill, descended with a fierce howling sound.
“Unfortunately, I cannot yet unleash the third form of Heavenly Sword,” Ren Pingsheng shook his head, his aura changing. The black Demonic Energy swirled around him. The Sky-Cleaving Sword in his hand trembled lightly, and the pitch-black Sword Qi flashed with endless sharpness. That fist was split in two.
“Take this sword strike, Blood Slaughter Movement!” Dodging that punch, Ren Pingsheng unleashed another flash of the Sky-Cleaving Sword in his hand, sending out a blood-colored Sword Qi imbued with a strange Artistic Conception.
“Ah… what’s happening!” Before the Sword Qi could reach him, the Tall Elder suddenly contorted his face, veins bulging and blood vessels swelling as if he had encountered something terrifying.
“Bang…” It sounded as if something had exploded, and then blood splattered from his body like fine rain. At that moment, the blood-colored Sword Qi flashed past, and the elder's face filled with terror as he tried to defend himself. Unfortunately, his body could not react in time, and he was cleaved in two, dying instantly.
The short elder seemed to witness something unbelievable; he was stunned for a while before reacting with anger. “Damn you kid, you actually killed him! Unforgivable.” He drew his sword and charged forward with an overwhelming aura, the Sword Qi surging.
“Hey hey, not only did I kill him, but I’m also going to kill you!” Ren Pingsheng smirked, unafraid. He swept the Sky-Cleaving Sword, shattering all nearby Sword Qi. Then he turned and blocked the short elder's Longsword. In a flash, he appeared at the elder's side along with eight shadowy figures.
“Trying to confuse me? I’ll cut you down!” he shouted loudly, seemingly having discovered Ren Pingsheng's true form.
“Bang… how could this be…” The Longsword struck empty air, leaving him shocked. At that moment, a Longsword appeared behind him, and a torrent of Sword Qi poured down.
This elder was formidable; he managed to use the momentum to roll away and avoid most of the damage. Unfortunately, just as he got back up, another sword struck him, blood splattering everywhere!
“This isn’t an illusion; how can it all be real!” he screamed in agony as he was sent flying. Before he hit the ground, a Sword Qi swept through like an Azure Wind, lifting him skyward. By the time he fell back down, he was utterly unrecognizable.
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