A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

When Qin Lang saw Zhou Ping's indifferent attitude towards him, the playful look on his face vanished instantly, and he became cold and sinister.

"Senior Brother Qin, why bother arguing with him? He'll get what's coming to him soon enough."

Seeing Qin Lang's eyes blazing with fury, as if he were about to explode, the short young man quickly nudged the latter's arm and whispered a reminder.

This is no peaceful place. If we let the other person do as they please, it might bring trouble upon the two of them.

He only came here to curry favor with Qin Lang, but he didn't want to be dragged down by him.

"snort!"

Qin Lang's expression turned cold. He gave Zhou Ping a heavy snort, then turned his head and looked away, mimicking Zhou Ping's gesture.

Seeing this, Zhou Ping curiously looked at the young man next to Qin Lang. He was short and thin, and although his cultivation was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, he seemed to be quite intelligent. With just one sentence, he stopped Qin Lang, that brainless little man.

With just one glance, a look of understanding flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes.

It turned out to be the same disciple on duty whom I had just met in the Hall of Merit. No wonder Qin Lang was here; it seems he came here following the scent.

"So what if these two know I've gained a lot of merit points? Can they take them from me?"

Although Zhou Ping knew that the two men who had followed him must have ill intentions, he couldn't figure out what bad things they could possibly do to him.

So I simply stopped thinking about it and quietly closed my eyes to rest.

They're just two clowns; when the time comes, we can deal with them as they come.

Soon after, a streak of azure light flew from the depths of Tianxing Peak, accompanied by a familiar yet terrifying immense pressure.

"This is......"

Zhou Ping suddenly opened his eyes and quickly looked at the figure flying towards him.

Sure enough, a moment later, a familiar figure in brocade robes appeared in the sky above the viewing platform. After glancing at the group, the figure descended expressionlessly, a hint of surprise flashing in their starry eyes.

"What? You're all here looking for me, Qin?"

Qin Changqing shifted his gaze from Zhou Ping, seemingly having guessed the latter's intentions, and then looked with slight doubt at Qin Lang and the short young man who had appeared there together.

"Congratulations, Brother Qin, on reaching the peak of Qi Refining! You are truly a role model for us all!"

"Junior Brother Ma Xiaoguang, congratulations Senior Brother Qin on breaking through to the ninth level!"

When the two saw Qin Changqing looking at them, they both stiffened. Coupled with the fact that he was a genuine ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, they immediately put their hands together in a salute, their faces full of respect and admiration.

Only then did the surprise in Zhou Ping's eyes slowly fade. Seeing Qin Lang and the other person congratulate him in unison, he also consciously raised his hand in a bow and offered his congratulations in a clear voice.

"Congratulations on your advanced cultivation, Senior Brother."

Seeing that the three of them were all like this, Qin Changqing didn't seem to care much, and with a wave of his sleeve, he said...

"Alright, I've only recently advanced in my cultivation level and still need to stabilize it. Speak quickly if you have something to say."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping didn't care. He already knew a bit about Senior Brother Qin's temperament. At this moment, the other party was in a hurry to go back to seclusion to stabilize his realm, and he was also in a hurry to leave. So he reached out and touched his storage bag.

Qin Lang and Ma Xiaoguang, on the other hand, looked at each other blankly, unsure of how to respond.

Just as the two were at a loss, they saw Zhou Ping wave his sleeve to the ground.

With a whoosh,

A pile of dazzling spirit stones suddenly appeared on the ground between Zhou Ping and Qin Changqing, startling Qin Lang and Ma Xiaoguang, who stared wide-eyed with their mouths agape.

"This...this...this...!"

Staring at the pile of glittering, multicolored spirit stones on the ground, numbering at least several hundred, Qin Lang and his companion were completely stunned, their minds blank, as if they had fallen into a dream.

Zhou Ping paid no heed to the reactions of the two men, his clear eyes fixed on Qin Changqing as he spoke directly.

"Senior Brother Qin, these 876 low-grade spirit stones are the proceeds from the sale of the fox-crow spirit material. They were all sold to Wanbaoge in Jiyun City. There is a written record. Please take a look."

Qin Changqing glanced casually at the spirit stones on the ground, a hint of surprise on his face. He probably hadn't expected that those fox-crow spirit materials could sell for so many spirit stones.

He glanced at a receipt bearing the Wanbaoge spirit seal that floated before him, flicked his finger, and a spark instantly ignited, reducing it to ashes. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he separated dozens of spirit stones and spoke calmly to Zhou Ping.

"Junior Brother Zhou, this ten percent of spirit stones is your reward."

These words not only stunned Qin Lang and his companion, but even Zhou Ping, the person directly involved, stared wide-eyed in disbelief, asking in bewilderment, "..."

"Senior Brother Qin, what do you mean by this? Zhou Ping already owes you and Fairy Gu a considerable favor after this mission. How could he possibly disregard his reputation and accept these rewards now?"

"Besides, selling those spiritual materials was just something I did on the spur of the moment, a simple matter. Senior Brother Qin, there's no need for you to go to such lengths."

Looking at Zhou Ping's serious expression, Qin Changqing's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke calmly as always.

"I, Qin, have always been fair in my rewards and punishments, never showing favoritism or owing favors to anyone. Is Junior Brother Zhou trying to corrupt my resolve?"

"this...."

Faced with this question, even the usually calm and composed Zhou Ping, like Qin Lang and the other man, was now deeply confused.

The other party's words put him in a dilemma.

What do you mean by corrupting his moral compass? What kind of twisted and heretical logic is this...?

Qin Lang and Ma Xiaoguang, standing to the side, were so envious that their mouths watered when they saw the nearly one hundred spirit stones that Qin Changqing had divided up.

The vast majority of low-level disciples in the Azure Lotus Profound Sect, when converted into spirit stones, only receive about thirty spirit stones as rewards for completing tasks in a year. This does not even include the daily cultivation expenses, so the actual number of spirit stones left is even less.

The pile of spirit stones that Qin Changqing had assigned to Zhou Ping at this moment could be easily scanned with divine sense; there were as many as eighty-eight of them, almost equivalent to the amount of spirit stones an ordinary disciple would have painstakingly accumulated over three years.

Qin Changqing gave away so many spirit stones with just a word, which was simply toying with the sensitive nerves of Qin Lang and Ma Xiaoguang.

The platform on the cliff became quiet for a moment. Qin Changqing frowned slightly. Seeing that no one was going to speak, he swept away the other spirit stones with his sleeve and turned to leave.

"Senior Brother Qin, wait a minute!"

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Zhou Ping remembered that there was still something he hadn't given them, so he hurriedly called out to them to stop.

"Um?"

Qin Changqing thought Zhou Ping was still going to dwell on the matter of spirit stones, so his expression turned cold and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.