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"Wait, Junior Brother, you might want to consider Yi Dong again. Is there any good Lanling Deer Antler with Senior Brother? That would be a rare treasure, something you can’t just come by," Sun Zheng said, trailing behind Gu Ping, who seemed reluctant to leave.
"What is Lanling Deer Antler?" Gu Ping paused, looking at Chen Hua beside him with some confusion.
Chen Hua's lips twitched slightly. He knew that Gu Ping and Coco were quite ignorant about the knowledge of the Cultivation World, but he didn't expect that they wouldn't even know the names of some basic rare treasures.
"It’s one of the very rare treasures that can be used in medicine and even for alchemy. It’s said to be one of the main ingredients for the Longevity Pill," Chen Hua explained.
"The Longevity Pill?" Gu Ping glanced at Sun Zheng, wondering if such a good thing would ever come his way. He shook his head; he was not a child anymore. He didn’t believe everything they said and wasn’t interested.
"Junior Brother, don’t ask for trouble if you don’t want to drink the punishment wine. Master is an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall. If you don’t listen, don’t blame me for being ruthless later," Sun Zheng whispered in Gu Ping's ear, deliberately lowering his voice. Chen Hua heard him clearly as well. Bu Luo Gu Ping clearly didn’t want to deal with someone like the Red Fool and quickened his pace.
Whoosh!
A silver-red weapon resembling an eagle's claw flew past Gu Ping from behind. He tilted his head slightly and easily dodged the attack, causing Chen Hua beside him to jump in surprise.
"Despicable!" Chen Hua cursed loudly from the side.
"Junior Brother, keep your voice down and be careful. If you disrespect Senior Brother, he’ll have a reason to deal with me," Sun Zheng sneered as he caught the flying eagle claw and strapped it to his leg, putting away his Folding Fan.
Gu Ping shot a cold glance at Sun Zheng. He hadn’t expected that Sun Zheng would dare to attack him so openly in front of everyone. Even someone without much cunning wouldn’t be so reckless as to provoke his senior brother like that, especially with such a sneak attack.
Red Fool, Gu Ping smiled. He had been worried about how to get close to those guys at the Law Enforcement Hall, and then Sun Zheng gave him a perfect reason.
In truth, his junior brother didn't need to act that way. He just needed to agree to refine a few Refining Spirit Pills for him. Not only could he ensure his junior brother's safe departure, but he could also offer fine wine in return. Wouldn't that be delightful?
Hearing Gu Ping's words, Sun Zheng felt a mix of embarrassment and anger. He took a quick step forward, confronting Gu Ping. As Gu Ping launched his attack, Xiazhi, who had received the news, hurried over. Seeing Sun Zheng unexpectedly attacking Gu Ping, she couldn't help but smile mischievously. She thought to herself that Sun Zheng truly was a Red Fool; did he not inquire about Yi Dong and the others' strength before causing trouble for them?
After a few exchanges, Sun Zheng's eyes widened in shock, his tongue stumbling over his words as he stammered, "I... I... I'm not a Golden Core Cultivator."
As soon as these words left his mouth, the onlookers who had been enjoying the spectacle were taken aback. That guy had only been at the academy for a few days and was already claiming he wasn't at the Golden Core Stage? How could Coco be so naïve? Many in the crowd had been stuck at the Foundation Establishment Stage for over ten years without making any progress.
Indeed, No Genius? Some people looked at Gu Ping with envy, their eyes betraying jealousy as they wondered what it would be like if they possessed Gu Ping's talent. Little did they know what Gu Ping had gone through.
"I’m not a Red Fool," he said quietly from behind Sun Zheng. Upon hearing those words, Sun Zheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his entire body went numb. The other disciples watching were even more furious.
Gu Ping gently wiped his Leg Palm with a handkerchief when someone finally let out a scream.
He had killed someone.
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