After traversing to the apocalypse, I am extremely delighted as a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 37: If I am in power, my puppies are superior to others.

At the registration office, Wu Ping took Wu Kongsheng’s bag and muttered, “This kid’s quite wealthy, more than a dozen spirit stones. The Wu family’s richer than I thought…”

He considered visiting the Wu family to capitalise on the opportunity.

“Seems like I need to pick the right moment.”

“What time, though?”

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Wu Ping’s conversation. He turned to find a man with a sword behind him.

“Who are you?”

Wu Ping stepped back, wary.

“I’m Lin Wanli, stationed guardian of the Blood Rain Sect. Don’t you recognise me?”

“Guardian!” Wu Ping saluted, “Good guardian.”

Despite disliking playing games, Wu Ping kept a low profile in front of the guardian. The Heavenly River formed a vast continent in this world, and small sects occupied the lower reaches.

To survive, sects sought powerful backers, and the Seven Blood Sect supported the Blood Rain Sect. Every decade, the Seven Blood Sect sent a stationed guardian to protect the Blood Rain Sect.

The guardian held significant power, even having the authority over life and death.

Observing Wu Ping’s transformation, Lin Wanli grinned, “Thought you weren’t afraid of anything?”

“Dare not! Just defending myself. Provoked by someone weaker. I’m tough. She started it. Anger’s natural. I’m right, not wrong.”

Lin Wanli smirked, “What’s right or wrong?”

“Isn’t it about people or things? If someone wrongs me, I endure, bide my time, and retaliate. I’ll repay a thousandfold.”

“There’s favouritism. Those close get leniency, while others face discipline. Heard if I rise to power, my followers will excel.”

“Practicing Tao is good. Harmonising with Tao is great.”

“You amuse me. Injuring Xuexuan today, aren’t you afraid of her master’s revenge?”

“I was worried, but now I’m not.”

“Why not?”

“Because of you, Lord Protector. Your presence means my strength stands out. Grateful for the backing. When the guardian pulls him in, Wu Ping knows how to use a tiger’s skin.”

When Lin Wanli heard this, a playful glint appeared in his eyes: “You’re straightforward. What if I don’t back you up? Why should I lend you my support without reason?”

“You liked what you saw, didn’t you?” Wu Ping grinned.

“Hahaha, interesting, interesting! I’ve never met someone like you. In the world of cultivation, strength matters. You’re stronger than Xuexuan, so you’re reasonable. I’m stronger than her master, so I’m reasonable. There’s reason everywhere. Where are you at a disadvantage? You’re riding the current wind!”

Snap! A manual titled [Fire Demon Mami] was thrown onto Wu Ping’s chest.

“I’m usually laid-back, and I quite like your style. For today’s events, I’ll fully support you. Until September 8th, I’ll have authority four times. I’ll guide you upstream and ring the bell in the sect.”

“May I ask, what does the bell signify, Guardian?” Wu Ping asked with curiosity.

Lin Wanli shook his head and replied, “No need to explain. You’ll understand at the fourth cultivation level.”

“This is your token. With it, you can access the back mountain. There’s a magma spring that aids in practising this technique.”

Lin Wanli’s figure fragmented and vanished with the wind.

Wu Ping stroked his chin and asked, “Do I have a powerful supporter?”

Seems like my decision was right! How will I gain recognition without spreading my wings?

Could it be that Protector Lin intended to help him ascend in the Seven Blood Sect?

The more Wu Ping considered it, the more plausible it seemed. Even if he didn’t join the Seven Blood Sect, staying in the Blood Rain Sect wouldn’t be sustainable for long.

The time flow rate in the two worlds differs significantly. Thanks to the magic tree, Wu Ping grew stronger every minute.

This small sect couldn’t hold him for too long, but at least there was a path forward. With sect support, he could access abundant resources.

But the challenge lay in cultivation…

Wu Ping eyed the Fire Demon Mami and resisted the urge to inspect it, stashing it in his storage bag and Lin Wanli’s token. After completing registration, discussions could wait for his new residence.

Advancing swiftly.

Wu Ping’s name echoed throughout the Blood Rain Sect after today’s battle. Almost every disciple knew him as the top cultivator.

Defeating Xuexuan with half a punch—how terrifying! Those who rose swiftly were rare!

Yet Wu Ping’s rapid ascent, seemingly in the blink of an eye, raised questions. Even the more discerning individuals pondered. Nevertheless, many observed with a play-watching attitude, knowing Elder Qin’s protective stance.