1749: C1749 A Storm Was Brewing

C1749 A Storm Was Brewing

Article 1749. A storm was brewing.

"You drank so much Azure Water, and you only grew this much?"

Within the valley of the Good Fortune Domain, Ning Qi was squatting in front of the Purple Void Divine Tree. During this period of time, the Dragon Slaying Crystal he had obtained had been exchanged for Heavenly Blue Water. He irrigated the Purple Void Divine Tree without caring about the cost. However, its rate of growth... It was extremely slow. It was now less than three inches!

"With this speed, how long will it take for me to climb to the Immortal Clan Continent?"

Ning Qi was somewhat disappointed with Ning Qi's failure to live up to his expectations. He used his finger to point at the Purple Void Divine Tree, but the thin branches on it seemed to have a spirit of their own as they slapped his finger.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed across Ning Qi's eyes. He then touched the Purple Void Divine Tree with his finger. The Purple Void Divine Tree counterattacked each time.

"Interesting. It seems like it has its own consciousness. However, it is currently in its infancy, so it can only instinctively counterattack."

Ning Qi smiled slightly. The Purple Void Divine Tree's performance had finally agreed with its identity as the one who could lead it to the Immortal Realm.

"In the future, when I have time, I will pour water on you. You need to grow faster."

Ning Qi muttered to himself and left the domain of fortune. The group of people he captured the last time was still locked up in the prison. Ning Qi took some time to make a trip there and turned them all into Creation Point. In order to break through to the Fifth Tribulation Creator, he needed to gather a million Creation Points, which was ten times the amount needed to break through to the Fifth Tribulation Creator. Tian Xiezi and the other hundreds of Creators had only increased Ning Qi's Creation Point by less than 7,000. There was still a long way to go before reaching the one million mark.

"Gather ten thousand villagers and become the strongest village within a million miles. The reward is one hundred thousand Creation Points... I can start with this mission first."

One hundred thousand Creation Points was equivalent to Ning Qi killing twenty thousand First Tribulation Creator. Currently, he only needed to complete a mission and he would be able to obtain it. Naturally, the latter was more cost-effective and faster.

Ning Qi was already very familiar with recruiting people. This time around... He didn't need to go out personally. All he needed to do was send a message to his subordinates. There would be an endless stream of cultivators coming to register. After all, this was a village with the ninth expert on the combat strength ranking. Besides, there was no restriction on cultivation. Who would not be tempted?

...

"Eh, what's that?"

In a certain market, a few cultivators saw a person sticking a sign on the city wall. After that, they turned around and left. Curiously, they surrounded the person.

"Who is so bold as to post a notice here without passing through?"

A trace of displeasure flashed across the eyes of a few soldiers. One of them chased after the cultivator who posted the notice, and a few of them prepared to take it off.

"Eight thousand villagers are recruited in Yunqi Village. There is no limit to their cultivation. Those who are willing to join can go to the old site of Ten Ghost Village to register. The name of Ning Beixuan, the chief of Yunqi Village."

The notice was very short. A soldier's palm was already pressed on the notice. When he was about to tear it off, another soldier slapped it off.

"What's going on?"

"Look who left this!"

"Hm?"

The soldier looked at it with a frown. When he saw the name Ning Beixuan, a trace of fear appeared on his face. He took dozens of steps back in fear. It was as if the notice had suddenly turned into a poisonous snake that could kill him. He did not dare to approach!

"Quick, go and inform the shop owner!"

The soldier cried out in panic. During this period of time... The name Ning Beixuan had become a familiar name among the cultivators. He was a terrifying being who had just advanced to the ninth rank on the combat strength ranking. If he tore off his notice, the soldier could guarantee that he would not live past the second night. There would be countless people who wanted to flatter him and try to cut off his head. Go to Yunqi Village to receive rewards!

"Yunqi Village? The village chief of this village is actually Ning Beixuan? Recruiting villagers, there is no limit to their cultivation... this... is really such a good thing? "

One of the Third Tribulation Creator was surprised and bewildered.

More and more cultivators gathered around. After they saw the contents of the notice, they looked at each other and saw a trace of disbelief in each other's eyes.

"This guy caught it. He actually dared to put up a notice here."1

A soldier proudly caught a guy with a swollen face. The soldier was a Half-step Creation. And that guy was only an Early Period of Dharma Image Stage warrior. Obviously, he was in the process of capturing the guy. After being beaten up by that warrior, the nearby cultivators heard him. All of them looked at the soldier and the warrior in his hand with strange expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong with you?"

The soldier seemed to have sensed that the atmosphere was a little strange. He glanced at the crowd in surprise and bewilderment, but the Dharma Image Cultivator in his hand began to laugh in a low voice.

"Hahahahaha..."

"You are still laughing!"

The moment the soldier got angry, he wanted to smash the soldier's head with his palm. However, a few strong gusts of wind hit him and his body was sent flying. When he saw who had attacked him, the soldier glared at his comrades with anger and doubt. "What's wrong with you?"

In the end, the soldier ignored him and looked at the Dharma Image Cultivator's injury in fear. When he saw that the injury was not serious, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

One of them carefully said, "This token from Zhang Gao, was it that person who asked you to stick it to me?"

"Of course."

Dharma Image Cultivator laughed coldly, "I am the second generation of villagers in Yunqi Village. Do you have any objections to the village chief recruiting the third generation of villagers?"

"Yunqi Village?"

The soldier who almost slapped Dharma Image Cultivator to death glanced at the notice. When he saw the last few words on the notice, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

At this moment, everyone made way. A group of people walked in quickly. The leader of the group was emitting a faint Sixth Tribulation Creator aura.

In the outside world, he was the overlord of a region, an Immortal King Level figure. However, there was a trace of cold sweat on this Sixth Tribulation Creator's face.

His gaze swept across the notice, and finally landed on the Dharma Image Cultivator. He said in a low voice, "Sir, are you really a villager from Yunqi Village? This token from Zhang Gao, was it Senior Ning who asked you to post it?"

"Yes, it's true!"

When the Dharma Image Cultivator saw the terrifying aura of the person who had just arrived, he subconsciously started to feel fear in his heart. However, when he realized that the man seemed to be afraid, his face immediately revealed a trace of pride. His current backer was a terrifying existence ranked ninth on the combat strength ranking. With this identity, there was no need for him to fear Creators below the Eighth Calamity.

Everyone looked at each other and had 80% faith in each other. They believed that a mere Dharma Image Cultivator would not dare to joke around with the existence ranked ninth on the combat strength ranking.

"May I know your name?"

The Sixth Tribulation Creator said with a smile.

"I am Lee Xianxian. Senior, I need to go somewhere else to post a notice. May I ask if I can leave?"

Lee Xianxian pursed his lips and said with a smile.

"Of course, of course."

The Sixth Tribulation Creator smiled coyly.

Similar scenes took place in the various markets. Many cultivators had already set off for the Yunqi Village.

"Recruiting villagers? Hmph."

Yanri and Xiuyue coldly glanced at Lee Xianxian's back. They moved slightly and followed him.

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