"You're pretty arrogant."
After reading the post and its replies, Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. He now understood just how domineering and conceited the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was. They clearly didn't consider him a threat.
And, in truth, it made sense. No matter how impressive Xia Ping's record was, he was still just a junior in the True Fire Realm. Compared to a giant like a Holy Sect, he was nothing but a tiny shrimp.
But even a tiny shrimp could take a few bites out of a giant if it wanted to.
With that thought, Xia Ping immediately made a post on the forum. To keep it from sinking into obscurity, he paid to have it pinned and highlighted so everyone could see it.
The post didn't contain much. First, there were photos—pictures he had just taken of the Golden Cores belonging to Lu Wen and the others. He uploaded them right away, along with a few words: "On such-and-such a day, I hunted Golden Core Masters of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect on Wild Planet and killed several of their elite disciples. I happened to acquire their Golden Cores. Many thanks to the esteemed members of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect for their generous gifts. I am deeply honored. Signed, Wu Wudi."
As soon as the post appeared, pinned and highlighted, countless people saw it.
"My god, those are Golden Cores—the Golden Cores left behind by Golden Core Masters! I'd only heard of them before. I've never actually seen one." Some people let out cries of surprise as soon as they saw the pictures.
"Of course you haven't. Golden Cores are incredibly rare. Every Golden Core Master is terrifyingly powerful, and if their life is threatened, they'll immediately self-destruct. Who could get their hands on a Golden