A Deal with Daoist Mu Ping

Ping Daoren immediately felt a chill run down his spine, and his body could not help but shudder.

Although he had been fleeing the entire time, he had continuously used his divine sense to observe the battlefield. Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi's displayed strength had not escaped his notice.

With the strength of that married couple, they truly had the ability to kill him within a hundred breaths.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately stopped. Turning around, he forced a smile and, from tens of thousands of li away, cupped his hands respectfully toward Ling Pengyun, dressed in black with a black veil over his face, and Yan Siyi.

"Many thanks to you two fellow Daoists for your aid this time. The conditions I agreed to earlier were all genuine. My two Breaking Yuan Grass and Purple Cloud Grass plants should mature within four years. At that time, I will ask a Third Rank alchemist in my sect to refine them into pills."

"Five years from now, you two fellow Daoists may come to Fu Yun Immortal Sect and find me to purchase those four Breaking Yuan Pills and that one Creation Purple Cloud Pill."

"My true Daoist title is Mu Ping. When you come to my sect to find me five years from now, simply report my Daoist title."

Having said this, Daoist Mu Ping paused slightly before continuing.

"Two fellow Daoists... Maple Leaf Marketplace of the Maple Leaf Li Family, along with several Golden Core cultivators from my sect, are still waiting for me to return and handle matters. Could you two fellow Daoists allow me to leave first?"

At this, a cold gleam flashed through Ling Pengyun's eyes.

"Are you threatening me, fellow Daoist?"

Mu Ping Zhenren's heart immediately skipped a beat. He did not dare say