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Returning to West Town Plum Garden, Gu Ping found that Ying Wuyi was nowhere to be seen. It was said that the Old Butler mentioned how the utterly unskilled Ying Wuyi had been captured by the old men of the Ying Clan and was not allowed to step out of the family until he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Guang Nao couldn't help but imagine Ying Wuyi's helpless expression, which made Gu Ping want to laugh.
Bu Luo also thought it made sense. After all, with chaos looming, any cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage faced significant risks when venturing out. A Golden Core Cultivator could hardly be considered high-level anymore.
During times of peace, Transcendent Practitioners were as elusive as Rabbit Spirits, rarely seen. But now, with the Great War between the two realms, over fifty new and old Transcendents had gathered outside Anping Pass.
Only those at the Foundation Establishment Realm could protect themselves in war, while a Golden Core Stage cultivator like Bu Luo could only lead a slightly stronger team. Moreover, they had to contend with the residual effects of battles fought by those like Tian Zai and other Transcendent Practitioners; even a brush with them could lead to injury or death.
Golden Core?
For Gu Yang's generation of cultivators, seeking true advancement seemed increasingly difficult.
The Major Sects, including their own, had begun to push for rapid progress, especially in their sect. They started administering large quantities of pills to Foundation Establishment Golden Core Disciples in an attempt to force breakthroughs into higher realms. In no time at all, there were numerous Golden Core Cultivators emerging.
Looking at the number of cultivators gathered outside Anping Pass, anyone with insight could see the problem. Those hastily produced Golden Core Cultivators often required two or even three of them to match just one properly advanced Golden Core Cultivator—not to mention the Nascent Soul level.
Without time for accumulation and lacking various pills and talismans, they might be slightly stronger than those soldiers but how long could they maintain that edge?
A few days ago, Ying Zhan sent over an urgent battle report detailing the latest training progress of Martial Cultivators. To Gu Ping's surprise, he discovered that his most basic cultivation methods could actually interact with those of Martial Cultivators; Bu Luo noted that the differences were quite significant.
With the old men of the Great Qin Ying Clan working together on improvements, the personal combat capabilities inherent to Martial Cultivators would see substantial enhancement. This would greatly facilitate new Martial Cultivators in breaking through the limitations of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Gu Ping remembered the moment he saw the battle report, his legs trembling at the sight of Dong Yishi. Just imagining the Imperial Iron Cavalry of the Three Thousand Transformation group sent chills down his spine.
Bu Luo should not be underestimated. The equipment required by Martial Cultivators, the unified cavalry, and the elixirs for cultivation all limited the number of Martial Cultivators available.
After all, the Great Qin Empire, once the Human Emperor Dynasty, could only support a Three Thousand Transformation Iron Cavalry because it was a unified dynasty. Yan Dong certainly did not have the capability to achieve that.
Bu Luo's three hundred Transcendence practitioners were a thought to consider; if they tightened their belts and put in some effort, they might just gather that number. How many Transcendence practitioners could there be combined from Putian Dong and the World of Dust's Ninth Underworld?
How many Transcendence practitioners could be summoned from the Three Great Gates?
Moreover, whether they could gather enough strength as Martial Cultivators was another question. A group of Transcendent Practitioners would likely have combat power even when facing Mahayana Practitioners. Once deployed on the battlefield...
As Gu Ping sorted through these connections, he couldn't help but gasp in shock, not daring to think further. According to that logic, even if the Great Qin Ying Clan were a Human Emperor family, Gu Ping did not believe they would be an exception; Bu Luo would definitely not give them that opportunity.
At this moment, with the escalating conflict outside Anping Pass, the arrival of chaos was drawing ever closer. Talk of suffering and turmoil seemed increasingly powerless against such overwhelming circumstances.
The major factions had likely already divided their share of Fortune belonging to Yuan Shi. Everyone was anticipating Yuan Shi's downfall and the collapse of their sect.
Even if Gu Ping wanted to intervene, he felt utterly powerless. Moreover, Tai Xu was probably waiting for the Great Qin Ying Clan to expend all their efforts to prevent the sect's defeat. Such a unified force in Tiandong would face its greatest resistance from the Great Qin Ying Clan, which would deplete most of their strength ahead of the Two Realms War. Once The Battle of the Three Realms began and chaos truly descended, Jade Void Sect's support for Great Jin could sweep across Tiandong with lightning speed, restoring past unity.
Furthermore, if the Great Qin Ying Clan revealed themselves during the Two Realms War, they would become the first target of blame in The Battle of the Three Realms. The factions had a considerable understanding in that regard.
Ying Zheng saw this clearly, and so did Gu Ping. He did not seek too much; after all, when it came to leading troops into battle, those seasoned veterans from Great Qin Ying Clan’s military affairs were far beyond him. He knew better than to overstep his bounds.
"Ping Ge, Ping Ge," a voice called out. "An Old Man has come outside, saying he has invited me to a feast."
The door creaked open.
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