Simulation Towards Immortality In A Group Chat-Chapter 999 - 265 Wang Ping assassinates Emperor Fengxin! Mysterious traces!
Chapter 999: Chapter 265 Wang Ping assassinates Emperor Fengxin! Mysterious traces!
“So you tried to rob and got beaten up instead?”
Wang Ping looked at the expressions of the three Quasi-Emperor elders, his eyes filled with curiosity.
“We weren’t robbing, we were just collecting debts!”
The Third Elder Ancestor’s face turned red.
“But, it is true that we got beaten up…”
As he spoke, the Third Elder Ancestor’s tone weakened.
“No one expected that the Red Cloud Clan’s Ancestor would become such a powerful Quasi-Emperor, second only to the top-tier. We were no match for him. If it weren’t for you, Young Master, who suddenly engaged in a terrifying battle with the Emperor and attracted his attention, I’m afraid we would have been left behind.”
The Second Elder Ancestor sighed as well.
“For cultivators at the Great Perfection quasi-Emperor level, the appeal of an Emperor’s battle is unparalleled. Perhaps they can gain some insights from the battle and help themselves become an Emperor.”
The First Elder Ancestor shook his head, full of lament.
“The Ancestor of the Red Cloud Clan, huh?”
Wang Ping rubbed his chin, recalling who that person was.
That Quasi-Emperor had attacked him together with Qingyu Quasi Emperor and Destruction Quasi-Emperor in the Immortal Tower Secret Realm.
He didn’t expect that the Dark Time Clan also had some grudges with him.
In that case, he could settle both old and new scores together.
Right now, his cultivation had improved, and he needed a lot of resources for the Paid Simulations.
Thinking of this problem, Wang Ping silently asked in his heart, “System, how much Extreme-tier Divine Source do I need for a Paid Simulation right now?”
“Ding, it is detected that the host’s cultivation has reached the level of Quasi-Emperor Great Perfection. The required consumption for a Paid Simulation is 500 million jin of Extreme-tier Divine Source.”
The system’s voice rang out, making Wang Ping’s face twitch involuntarily.
Holy crap, 500 million jin of Extreme-tier Divine Source… this consumption was simply outrageous. Where could he find so many resources in a short period?
It should be known that this was the Last Dharma Age.
“Sigh, my cultivation has soared from the Superme Realm directly to the Quasi-Emperor Great Perfection. It’s normal for my cultivation expenses to increase a hundredfold. However, finding so many resources is indeed a problem.”
Wang Ping thought with a headache.
One Dark Time Imperial Clan could only produce 80 million jin of top-grade Divine Source, and to gather enough for one Paid Simulation, he would need to rob several Quasi-Emperor-tier Forces.
Of course, the Dark Time Imperial Clan had fewer resources due to their hidden status, and other forces might have more. It was possible that the harvests would be bigger.
“It’s a pity I can’t use a Quasi-Emperor Artifact for simulation, otherwise that would be a way.”
Wang Ping looked at the three Quasi-Emperor Elders of the Dark Time Imperial Clan, his eyes becoming subtle.
“Young Master, what is that look in your eyes?”
Wang Ping’s gaze made the three Quasi-Emperor Elders feel a lump in their hearts, making them quite uneasy. They asked hesitantly.
“Nothing, it’s just a pity.”
Wang Ping sighed.
“Uh…”
The three Elder Ancestors looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
However, their intuition told them that they seemed to have kept something important safe.
“The Red Cloud Clan, huh? Since they are so arrogant, I will personally go to their door to collect debts. If they cannot present satisfactory conditions to me, then I will exterminate the Red Cloud Ancestor.”
Wang Ping collected his thoughts and spoke lightly.
“Young Master, the Red Cloud Clan is backed by Emperor Fengxin and has a good relationship with him. We need to be careful.”
The Third Elder Ancestor reminded.
“Heh, Emperor Fengxin? If he dares to come, I’ll just exterminate him as well.”
Wang Ping frowned slightly and said coldly.
Emperor Fengxin and the Slaughter Saint of the Slaughter Paradise have had dealings with the Enigmatic Side.
Wang Ping didn’t have the strength to cause trouble for them before.
If Emperor Fengxin really dared to appear in front of him to protect Red Cloud Quasi-Emperor, he would truly make a move against Emperor Fengxin.
It just so happened that Wang Ping was severely lacking resources right now.
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As an Emperor, Emperor Fengxin would definitely be much richer than the Red Cloud Clan.
As for whether he could defeat Emperor Fengxin or not?
Sorry, let’s not talk about defeating him or not for now. Even if he couldn’t, Wang Ping still had a major summoning technique.
Heavenly Feather Great Emperor was a top-tier Emperor, killing Emperor Fengxin would be like child’s play for him.
“Hiss, worthy of being our Young Master, truly domineering.”
The three Elder Ancestors gasped and felt that Wang Ping was great at showing off. It was worthy of being a monster who almost blew up an Emperor and confronted a quasi-Fairy.
Next, Wang Ping did not continue to show off but just led the three Elder Ancestors to the Red Cloud Clan.
At the moment, the Red Cloud Clan’s old monsters, who had yet to self-titled or were unable to do so again, were holding a meeting.
After all, such a shocking event happened suddenly in the Upper Realm, it had a severe impact on the overall situation. A clan meeting had to be held to discuss the future development strategy of the Red Cloud Clan.
However, talking about development strategies mainly meant discussing how to find Wang Ping, the invincible quasi emperor, and becoming friends with him.
This point was not only pondered by the Red Cloud Clan but also by most of the other forces in the Upper Realm.
But before the Red Cloud Clan could discuss a suitable plan to find and befriend Wang Ping, three streams of Quasi-Emperor’s aura suddenly descended upon the Red Cloud Clan’s territory, causing the old monsters’ brows to furrow.
Especially Red Cloud Quasi-Emperor, whose face clouded with displeasure and he snorted coldly, “These three losers really don’t fear death, do they really think I wouldn’t dare kill them?”
