Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 433: Going Down the Mountain to Experience the World

The door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and a burly middle-aged man rushed into the scented gauze tent aggressively. He grabbed Wang Qiye's neck without saying a word and lifted him up easily.

"Wang Qiye, it's time for you to cultivate your mind in the mortal world."

Wang Qiye slowly opened his sleepy eyes. He looked a little annoyed and unhappy at being barged in so rudely. "Sir, the law enforcement officer, it's not even daybreak yet."

Fortunately, Hu Mingyue did not participate in it last night, and her clothes were still tidy. However, Zi Yan, Shuang Hua and the two little Yue girls from Qinghu Peak were caught by this sudden situation, and now they are hurriedly scrambling for the thin blanket in the gauze curtain.

That flustered look is actually a unique kind of scenery.

The middle-aged man didn't waste time talking to him. He just picked him up by the neck and strode out.

Wang Qiye quickly took out a piece of clothing from his storage bag and put it on in a panic.

As they walked out of the door, the two of them instantly turned into a dazzling beam of light and headed straight for the ferry below.

After boarding the cloud boat ferry, the middle-aged law enforcement officer threw him onto the deck.

Wang Qiye was suddenly pulled out of the land of comfort, his face gloomy all the way. The law enforcement officer of Qinglei Peak should at least give him some face and shout outside so that he could put on his clothes and come out.

He just barged in and pulled him out from the crowd of women.

The Qinglei Peak Law Enforcement Officer also looked at him with disdain. "If we don't catch him and give him another four years, I'm afraid he will have to absorb pure Yin energy and face the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation."

Wang Qiye tidied his clothes with a stern expression, and then quickly tied the Wentian and four third-level light swords tightly behind his back.

He seemed to still be angry at this moment. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, then turned his face away stubbornly.

In his opinion, these old guys definitely did it on purpose. He had just spent a lot of effort to refine the green pill, but they didn't arrest him earlier or later, but chose to arrest him and take him down the mountain at this critical moment. It was obviously premeditated.

Now, Duanmu Lan has to work hard to make the 78 furnaces of green elixir.

As a fourth-level cultivator, she could usually look after 48 furnaces of the same kind of elixir at the same time. Fortunately, her soul power was quite strong, so she could add eight more furnaces. In addition, with the help of Chuntao's strange fire, she could look after another eight furnaces. This was barely enough, and 64 furnaces were the limit.

As for the remaining 14 alchemy furnaces, I really can’t take care of them anymore.

I think the green pill made from the inner pill of the late stage of demon power should be of second-class quality at worst? After all, the quality of this inner pill is there.

Wang Qiye then realized that he was captured in a hurry this time and only had 76 spirit stones on him, which were the daily supplies he needed to activate the formation.

As for the contribution points, that’s nonsense. Once you get down the mountain, who will recognize this virtual currency?

Fortunately, there were still 10 demon beast inner cores in his storage bag. These were Dahei's food rations. He could take them out for emergency use when necessary. Otherwise, he would be really finished this time.

He checked his belongings again, which included five third-level attack weapons, ten third-level defense weapons, ten demon beast inner cores, and 76 spirit stones.

"Well, at least you should give me some advance notice so I can make some preparations in advance, right?"

"Normally I can go to the alchemy room early to practice Qing Ping Shui Qi Gong. It's just that I have been overindulging myself in sex for the past three months, working hard every day until dawn. There's no need to be so anxious, right?"

Wang Qiye yawned and fell asleep with his eyes closed. When the law enforcement officer from Qinglei Peak came, he had just been busy all night and had slept for only an hour before he was arrested.

This is what is called "wealth leads to lust". His sudden wealth has made him lose himself, and only the ultimate enjoyment can fill his inflated heart.

When they arrived at the place, the law enforcement officer kicked him off the boat. Although he was still sleeping, his body's instinctive reaction was to support himself with his hands and do a somersault.

Before he could stand firmly, he felt the law enforcement officer grabbing his neck and lifting him up again.

The wind was howling all around, and the powerful monk performed the art of escaping from the ground at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, the two appeared in front of a stone pavilion.

The Qinglei Peak law enforcement officer looked disgusted and threw Wang Qiye down, leaving an envelope behind. "This is the training mission I helped you get in the mission hall. You'd better complete it."

After saying that, she turned around and left, as if she didn't want to see him again for a moment.

Wang Qiye then slowly got up from the ground, casually stuffed the envelope into his storage bag, and nonchalantly brushed off the dust on his body.

"Wang Qiye, you are the first to arrive this time."

Wang Qiye looked up when he heard the voice. Who else could it be but Senior Brother Song Wujie?

"Oh, don't mention it. I was dragged out of the land of comfort. But Senior Brother Song just broke through to the late Jindan stage. It's cause for celebration."

Wang Qiye bowed respectfully, and from the subtle fluctuations of Song Wujie's aura, he realized that he had just broken through, so he quickly put on a smile.

Song Wujie is in charge of the secret realm work and has always been fair and selfless. Wang Qiye still has some respect for him.

Song Wuding looked at Wang Qiye intently, and was surprised when he sensed Wang Qiye's strong aura. Then he smiled slightly.

"Junior Brother Wang actually entered the late Jindan stage a year earlier than me. It's really a sign of youth."

Wang Qiye waved his hand, "They are all some minor techniques of dual cultivation, not worth mentioning."

He quickly thought of something, and took out a finished inner pill of the middle stage of demon power from his storage bag and threw it to Song Wujie. "It's just a small gift, just consider it as a gift for Brother Song's breakthrough."

Song Wujie raised his hand and took it. When he saw that it was a demon pill that his water spirit root could eat, his smile became even brighter. "Then it would be disrespectful for Senior Brother to refuse it."

As a prominent figure in Lingxi Valley, how could Song Wujie not have an impression of Wang Qiye.

Nowadays, the demon pill business of Yueyu Tower is in full swing, and people are saying that the black-hearted shopkeeper is Wang Qiye from Qingzhu Peak. Knowing that he is now rich and powerful, Song Wujie is no longer polite to him.

It is true that good news never travels far, but bad news travels far and wide. Wang Qiye never thought that he would become famous in Lingxi Valley in this way.

He walked to the edge of the stone pavilion in two steps and lay down directly beside the railing. "Brother Song, don't be surprised. I was busy all night last night and just fell asleep when I was caught here. I'll take a nap first."

After just a short while, Wang Qiye's thunderous snoring spread.

Song Wujie shook his head helplessly and sighed inwardly. With such behavior, how extravagant must his private life be?

In this life, I can only envy and yearn for it.

Soon, a group of foundation-building monks who were about to go to the secret realm for training arrived at the stone pavilion one after another.

Everyone was very curious about this monk who suddenly appeared and was sleeping soundly, and they stretched their necks to look around from time to time.

The group of people in front of him had different reactions to the upcoming journey to the secret realm.

Some are full of longing, with excitement flashing in their eyes, as if they have already seen themselves gaining countless opportunities in the secret realm; some are timid, their faces are pale, and their hands tremble unconsciously; others are full of confusion and indecision, not knowing what kind of fate they are about to face.

Song Wujie has witnessed too many such scenes.

He knew deeply that some of them would remain in that mysterious and dangerous secret realm forever and become the dust of time, but there would also be some who would gain rare opportunities from the secret realm or fight their way out with their tenacious will.

Isn’t it that Wang Qiye, who is sleeping soundly next to him, has come through this difficult journey?

He went from being an ignorant and green cultivator to going through numerous hardships and has now become a powerful cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

The hardships and rare opportunities he experienced in the past have made him what he is today.

And these foundation-building monks before them are about to embark on their own unknown journey to bravely face the severe challenges and generous gifts of fate.

Near noon, the servant brought a food box.

After opening it, the food inside filled the stone table.

A pretty female cultivator reached out and gently shook the sleeping man. Wang Qiye finally woke up from his dream and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Song Wujie looked over and said, "Junior Brother Wang, would you like to eat something together?"

Wang Qiye nodded and sat down on an empty seat on a stone bench.

Although Jindan cultivators only need to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to maintain their own life functions, Wang Qiye always feels that what you eat is what you replenish.

In his mind, if this long road to immortality lacks the desire for food and drink, then what is the point of practicing?

Life is not just about pursuing the illusory peak of the road, but also about enjoying all the beauty of the world in the process.

Food is an indispensable part of it. It can not only satisfy the taste buds, but also a kind of love and understanding of life.

At this time, Song Wujie introduced the black-hearted boss of Yueyu Tower to everyone: "This is Wang Qiye from Qingzhu Peak."

"Wow, you are Wang Qiye?"

"Black Raven, can you sign an autograph for me?"

"So this is what a black raven looks like?"

There was admiration in everyone's eyes, and the name of Black Raven had become a legend among the second-level cultivators.

Facing all the fans, Wang Qiye was enjoying himself. He waved his hand and said proudly, "I came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything with me. But I have already told everyone that when you come back from the secret realm, each of you can buy a second-level magic weapon from Yueyu Tower at half price."

"Thank you, senior brother." Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes of admiration became even more fervent.

Everyone said a lot of flattering words, and Wang Qiye got drunk even though he only drank one glass during the meal.

After dinner, Song Wujie set out the tea set and showed off his tea art skillfully. Everyone had a pleasant chat.

"Gah-"

With a clear cry, a large green bird suddenly appeared in the sky above the activity square.