Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 907 - 400: Soul-Breaking Needle Enhancement

This Moon Shadow Stone's quality greatly exceeds the one he acquired earlier. It serves perfectly as the core material for forging an enhanced Soul-Breaking Needle, capable of enduring his full current Power of Divine Sense.

Xuanmo True Monarch flicked his finger lightly, sending the Moon Shadow Stone drifting softly toward Xu Ping.

"Young Friend Xu, take a look. Does this stone catch your eye?"

Xu Ping extended his hand to catch it, sensing a cold touch immediately. After probing it with his Divine Sense for some time, he hid his inner excitement and bowed with cupped hands to Xuanmo True Monarch:

"The quality is superb, just what I require. My deepest gratitude to Senior Xuanmo for so generously offering it."

Xuanmo True Monarch let out a booming laugh, dismissing it with a grand wave of his hand, "As long as Young Friend Xu is pleased."

"In the future... we might collaborate more closely." Xuanmo True Monarch hinted profoundly.

The Elder caressed his beard and chuckled as the issue settled, "Well, Young Friend has secured his desired item, and Fellow Daoist Xuanmo, we won't leave you to shoulder the cost alone; we'll make sure to repay you properly later."

"Now that Young Friend Xu has what he sought, let's proceed to hammer out the precise plans for countering the demonic disaster."

Yun Weifeng spoke steadily, his tone infused with natural authority that commanded confidence.

The earlier talks had only sketched a basic outline for fending off the demonic disaster.

Now came the moment to fill in that outline, distributing tasks among the Cultivators.

This mattered for the lives of billions, so not even the Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators here dared slack off.

Xu Ping quelled the faint thrill from gaining a treasure, his face turning grave once more as he listened carefully.

Facing the demonic disaster was no trivial game. Though assured of his own escape, he knew caution was essential.

The hall's Cultivators dove into detailed deliberations, weighing every word:

Topics spanned vast resource distributions, troop assignments, benefit balances, and even alliances at territory borders, where clashes sometimes flared.

But guided by Elder Yun Lan's steady arbitration and ultimate rulings, one intricate yet vital point after another got resolved.

Xu Ping stayed mostly quiet, contributing little.

As a solitary wanderer unbound to any faction, he had no need to fight for land or influence.

Near the meeting's close, he finally voiced a private plea:

"Senior Yun, and all you other seniors, Xu has one bold request."

"In battling this demonic disaster, if Xu slays ancient demons, might that count as a sort of ’contribution’?"

"And via this ’contribution’, allow Xu to trade for rare cultivation resources, or... access a Fourth Rank Upper Grade technique heritage.

His statement was even, but it hushed the hall briefly.

All eyes shifted to him.

Yun Weifeng fondled his beard thoughtfully, then smiled and nodded, "Of course, Yunxiao Sect can outline the exact terms. What say you, fellow Daoists?"

The other Great Cultivators paused briefly before agreeing with nods.

Xu Ping's ask was reasonable; such resources or Fourth Rank Upper Grade heritage paled against the demonic disaster's weight.

Securing a Late-stage Nascent Soul-level Cultivator's full dedication made it a steal.

Thus ended the alliance meeting's core business, spanning almost an hour.

All rose, preparing to depart.

Behind them lay urgent tasks of organization and readiness—with the demonic disaster looming, time pressed hard.

Xu Ping rose alongside them, his lone presence feeling light, merely awaiting central orders when the disaster struck, seeming utterly at ease.

"Young Friend Xu, please hold a moment."

As Xu Ping moved to find Duan Shuang and exit together, Shan Tianyou of Mystic Water Sect called from behind.

Xu Ping turned to see Shan Tianyou drawing near, a friendly smile lighting his features.

"Does Senior Shan have any advice?" Xu Ping cupped his hands.

"I wouldn't presume to advise."

Shan Tianyou smiled warmly, "I wonder if Young Friend would grace our side hall with a visit for a chat. Shan wishes to discuss some private matters with you."

Xu Ping's gaze flashed subtly, suspicions stirring within. He nodded, "With Senior's kind invitation, how could I decline?"

Since upgrading the Sword Array demanded a massive quantity of materials, gathering them by himself would surely prove exhausting and time-consuming. Harnessing the strength of a mighty sect like Mystic Water Sect would make everything far smoother without a doubt.

The pair stepped into a refined side hall, where a maid offered steaming fragrant tea and then withdrew silently.

Shan Tianyou didn't dive right into the main topic; instead, he first exchanged a few casual words about the alliance meeting with Xu Ping while savoring some Spirit Tea, fostering a warm and relaxed atmosphere.

Once their brief chat concluded, Shan Tianyou set down his teacup, his face growing serious as he gazed earnestly at Xu Ping:

"Young Friend Xu, I'll get straight to the point. Mystic Water Sect sincerely invites Young Friend to become our Guest Minister Supreme Elder!"

"Young Friend only needs a nominal affiliation, free from handling any daily sect chores, while receiving the sect's top privileges."

"Permanent access to a Fourth Rank Upper Grade Spirit Vein Cave Mansion, full rights to all non-core sect scriptures, power to call upon certain sect resources... Benefits matching Shan’s own as Supreme Elder!"

"The sole requirement from Young Friend is to lend aid during a sect's life-or-death crisis, to the best of your ability."

"And if Young Friend deems the danger too great, you're free to depart without any backlash from the contract or harm to your Dao Heart. What do you think, Young Friend?"

These terms could only be described as exceptionally generous!

A Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator with no ties and friendly with Mystic Water Sect would almost certainly accept.

Yet in the end, Xu Ping shook his head slowly, his voice mild but resolute, "Senior Shan’s generous invitation fills Xu with deep gratitude."

"Mystic Water Sect's sincerity moves Xu profoundly. However... Xu prefers a life of freedom and truly does not wish to be tied to any sect."