C3 Sublimity Stage Expert

Leaving the Holiday Inn, Chen Ping let out a deep breath, feeling much lighter. The situation at the hotel had been handled for now, but he knew it wouldn't end so easily. This time, he had embarrassed his class leader, Wang Cheng, and his ex-girlfriend, Xiaojuan. They wouldn't let it go without a fight.

But it didn't matter. Chen Ping needed some time—time to regain his strength. When that happened, not just Wang Cheng or Xiaojuan, but even someone of great power would have to bow before him. This confidence came from nine thousand years of struggle in the Immortal World. Otherwise, what would be the point of being the esteemed Wutian Immortal?

Following his sense of the world's energy, Chen Ping walked for about an hour until he reached Misty Mountain, where he finally stopped. "The energy here is too thin," he thought, "but on Misty Mountain, it's a bit denser. It's not much, but enough to regain some strength."

Soon, Chen Ping settled into meditation on Misty Mountain. His breathing was steady, as if he were asleep, but if you looked closely, you'd see the energy around him flowing with his breath.

Half an hour later, Chen Ping awoke, a sharp glint in his eyes that quickly faded. He sighed in dissatisfaction, "The energy is still too thin. I've only restored my strength to the ninth level of Energy Refining, just a step away from reaching the Foundation Establishment!"

"This is the Lin family's Dragon Villa. Who are you, kid, and how dare you trespass here? Was it you who caused the sudden disappearance of the energy just now?"

A middle-aged man in martial arts attire stormed out of a villa, his face full of anger, approaching Chen Ping.

Chen Ping turned to face the man, noting his authoritative presence and the faint aura of true energy emanating from him. What surprised Chen Ping even more was the fluctuation of this energy—at times fierce like a mighty river, and at other times weak like a gentle stream.

As an Immortal from the celestial realm, Chen Ping had a keen eye. With just one glance, he discerned the root of the man's internal issues.

"In a place like this, where spiritual energy is so scarce, it's quite unexpected to find a practitioner like you," Chen Ping remarked with genuine surprise.

In this town, the scarcity of spiritual energy made the path to cultivation incredibly challenging.

"It's a pity, though. The quality of his true energy is too low and lacks refinement. If he continues like this, he'll never lay a foundation, let alone reach the innate realm beyond," Chen Ping thought, shaking his head internally.

"Hey, kid! I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me?" The middle-aged man's expression turned cold as he heard Chen Ping muttering to himself.

This is Misty Hill in Greenfield City, the area with the richest energy in the entire city. Not far from here is Dragon Villa No. 1, which he bought for ninety million dollars because of its excellent feng shui and the abundant energy that nourishes the body and enhances training speed.

Even ordinary people living here, surrounded by this energy day and night, could enjoy robust health and immunity from illness. However, while he was training in the villa earlier, he discovered that in less than half an hour, all the energy on Misty Hill had vanished!

He had spent ninety million dollars on this villa precisely for the energy here, and now that it had suddenly disappeared, how could he not be furious?

"Did you hear me? I'm talking to you. Did you steal the energy from Misty Hill?" The middle-aged man’s tone turned hostile.

Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back, pondering briefly before speaking, "Your vital energy is sometimes fierce and sometimes weak, correct?"

"How do you know that?" The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, and he responded instinctively.

"Moreover, as this condition progresses, the meridians in your body are gradually breaking down, am I right?"

"This..."

The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat.

"How do you know all this? Tell me, are you behind this?" The middle-aged man's gaze became terrifying, like an enraged beast ready to pounce and tear its prey apart.

Chen Ping shook his head. As a revered Immortal, why would he bother scheming against a mere ant? If an ant dared to provoke him, he’d simply crush it underfoot—no need for elaborate plans.

“So, it really was your doing! Even if it wasn’t, you must know something. Once I, Lin Hu, capture you, we’ll see if you still keep your mouth shut!” Lin Hu couldn’t hold back any longer. His eyes flashed with cold determination as he lunged forward like a tiger descending from the mountains, intent on capturing Chen Ping and extracting the truth.

Chen Ping merely shook his head dismissively. A mere mortal ant dared to challenge him, the great Immortal? It was a death wish.

He didn’t move as Lin Hu approached. At the last moment, Chen Ping casually raised his right hand and lightly struck at Lin Hu. Seeing Chen Ping’s nonchalant gesture, Lin Hu’s eyes flickered with scorn. But when the strike landed, Lin Hu’s face flushed red, and he staggered back uncontrollably.

“Impossible! How can your strength be this overwhelming?” Lin Hu’s eyes widened in disbelief. Unwilling to accept defeat, he pushed off the ground with force. Behind him, an illusory tiger seemed to roar, and he charged at Chen Ping once more.

"Hmm? You don't know your limits!"

Chen Ping snorted, plucking two leaves from a nearby tree. With a flick of his fingers, the leaves shot toward Lin Hu.

Whoosh!

Before Lin Hu could even make a move, the leaves sliced through the air, pinning him against the villa wall twenty yards away!

"You... projecting inner strength, injuring with leaves! Are you a Sublimity Stage Expert???"

Lin Hu was utterly shocked!

This young man before him, who seemed barely twenty, was actually a legendary Sublimity Stage Expert?

Chen Ping didn't answer Lin Hu's question. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back and spoke calmly, "I've absorbed the energy here. In return, I've temporarily suppressed your internal ailment with a single strike, but it will only last for 24 hours!"

"You're lying!"

Lin Hu couldn't believe it, but then he froze, realizing that his internal energy was no longer fluctuating wildly.

Instead, it was calm, flowing through his meridians, nourishing and repairing them.

Could it be that what this young man said was true?

Lin Hu was astonished!

He had sought help from renowned doctors worldwide for his ailment, but none could help. Yet, this young man had managed to suppress it for 24 hours with just one strike?

Having lived most of his life, Lin Hu had never encountered anything so unbelievable. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and quickly said, "My friend, I must apologize for not recognizing your greatness earlier. I've offended you, and I seek your forgiveness. May I ask if you have the confidence to cure my illness? If you can, I promise to reward you handsomely!"

"A handsome reward? What could you possibly offer?"

Chen Ping chuckled coldly. On Earth, where spiritual energy was scarce, what treasure could possibly catch the eye of someone like him, an Immortal?

Lin Hu glanced reluctantly at Mansion No. 1 of Dragon Rise Estates and said through clenched teeth, "I’m willing to give you this mansion. I bought it last year for 90 million dollars!"

Chen Ping remained silent.

"If you can cure my illness, besides this mansion, I’m also willing to offer 100 million dollars in cash as a consultation fee!" Lin Hu gritted his teeth and spoke again.

"100 million in cash?"

Chen Ping sneered, dismissing it, "Such trivial wealth is nothing but fleeting clouds to me."

"If I truly desired, even billions or trillions would be within my grasp!"

Lin Hu wasn't surprised at all. For a Sublimity Stage Expert, if they wanted something, there would naturally be those willing to offer billions or even trillions.

However, Chen Ping's tone shifted as he calmly said, "But, I do need someone to run errands for me. If you're willing, you can come pick me up by 7 PM tomorrow."

As soon as the words were spoken, Chen Ping seemed to cover vast distances with each step, moving swiftly down the mountain.

This scene made Lin Hu's eyes widen in shock, his heart filled with astonishment. He quickly called out, "May I ask your name, young man?"

"Chen Ping!"