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With A Crippled Spiritual Core, I Become The Boss Of The Cultivation World

# NO SYSTEM Wang Ping, a young lad from a fishing village, accidentally acquired a magical shell that held an independent world within it. He was no exceptional talent but, with the shell, he embarked on an ordinary yet exciting path to achieve immortality. From cultivating spiritual herbs, to nurturing demon beasts, to fostering demon insects, to coalescing spiritual ley lines… With the “Heaven and Earth Shell” in his hand, Wang Ping overcame his physical weakness of having a crippled spiritual core and created his own legend, one step at a time. PS: The title of the novel may sound silly, but the plot is anything but. It is a proper story about a human working hard to achieve success, containing elements of both adventure and farming.

Purple Violet Emperor Of The Middle Heaven · Eastern
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40 Chs

It's Hard To Be A Good Person

Editor: Atlas Studios

He was rich!

In the world within the "Heaven and Earth Shell," the smile on Wang Ping's face did not fade even after he was done cleaning up the harvest.

Among the five adult Illusory Cloud Clam corpses, there were a total of five spiritual pearls, and one of them was a middle-grade tier-1 spiritual pearl.

Other than these five pearls, there were other clam pearls found in the five Illusory Cloud Clam corpses.

Although the clam pearls contained little spiritual force and could not be considered spiritual pearls, they could be used as seeds for the underage Illusory Cloud Clams to grow. In the future, there would be a day when they would truly become spiritual pearls.

Apart from that, the shells of the five Illusory Cloud Clams were also good stuff. There were a total of ten clamshells, which made up eight pieces of low-grade Tier 1 demonic beast materials and two pieces of mid-grade Tier 1 demonic beast materials.

Even the clams' meat was useful.

The clams' meat was delicious, tender, and rich in spiritual force. Wang Ping, Xiao Feng, and Bai Yu loved to eat them.

This was especially so for Bai Yu. As a seabird, he had always been feeding on clam meat. Eating the meat of the demon clams would thus be extremely beneficial for his growth.

But to Wang Ping, the greatest harvest this time was still the 23 underage Illusory Cloud Clams.

As long as these underage Illusory Cloud Clam could be raised to adulthood to become demon beasts, they would be able to produce spiritual pearls continuously.

Wang Ping had heard that the current owner of Golden Pearl Island, the "Golden Pearl Li Clan," was named after the Golden Pearl Clam. Even the name of Golden Pearl Island came from that clam itself.

In short, this time, Wang Ping was truly rich!

"I wonder if the Illusory Cloud Clams will remain on the deserted island after today's incident."

As he looked at the five large spiritual pearls lined up in front of him, Wang Ping thought of the Illusory Cloud Clams that had escaped into the sea. He couldn't help but think of wanting more.

People were always greedy and never satisfied. They always wanted more, and he was naturally no exception.

However, he only entertained this idea in his heart. His rationality told him that the Illusory Cloud Clams would not remain on the deserted island after this calamity.

Indeed, they certainly did not.

When Wang Ping had finished counting all the harvests and had a delicious and tender meal of clam meat, there was no longer any mist seen in the bay.

Evidently, after the massacre last night, the Illusory Cloud Clams had migrated away again.

When Wang Ping saw this situation, he could only sigh and accept reality. Then, without any hesitation, he lit up the news beacon on the island.

Since the Illusory Cloud Clams had already left, he could give the fishermen of Black Bird Village an explanation. There was naturally no need to stay on this deserted island any longer.

Black smoke curled up in the sky above the deserted island, forming a black pillar of smoke that shot straight into the clouds. This commotion was enough for everyone within a 50 to 60 kilometer radius of the deserted island to see.

After waiting for more than four hours, Wang Ping saw the fishing boat piloted by the fisherman surnamed Jiang from Black Bird Village.

When the boat arrived ashore from the bay, Wang Ping didn't wait for the fishermen on board to ask about the situation. Instead, he took the initiative and said, "Fortunately, I, Wang Ping, didn't fail my mission. I've already expelled the demon clams that had wreaked havoc here. From now on, you can all continue to fish here in peace!"

Hearing his words, Jiang didn't show any semblance of joy. Instead, he looked at him with a foul expression and asked, "Immortal Master Wang didn't kill those demon beasts that harmed us?"

Eh?

Wang Ping frowned immediately. He looked at Jiang unhappily and replied, "The demon beasts are fierce and ferocious. How can they be killed just like that? I've expended all my strength, and I've only been able to chase them away!"

As soon as he said this, Jiang, who was already wearing an unpleasant expression, suddenly glared at him and shouted, "No, aren't you an Immortal Master? Immortal Masters are powerful, how can they not be able to kill demon beasts? You must be lying to me, you must be! Right?"

Wang Ping had yet to react when he heard Jiang's words. The other fisherman from Black Bird Village who came with him on the boat was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back.

He immediately rushed forward to embrace Jiang and shouted into his ear. "Old Jiang, are you crazy? How can you speak to Sir Immortal Master like this? Kneel down at once and apologize to Sir Immortal Master!"

With that said, he bowed repeatedly and apologized to Wang Ping, "Sir Immortal Master, please forgive us. Old Jiang hasn't slept for several days because of his son's disappearance. That is why he offended Sir Immortal Master with his delirious words. I ask Sir Immortal Master to be magnanimous and forgive him for his disrespect!"

However, just as he finished speaking, Jiang pointed at Wang Ping with a dazed expression and shouted, "Impossible, how can an Immortal Master not be able to kill demon beasts? You are a fake. You must be a fake Immortal Master!"

This time, even if the fisherman from Black Bird Village had wanted to jump in to help, he was left speechless, as he stood stunned.

Fortunately, Wang Ping finally spoke again.

"I think he's too grief-stricken and has gone crazy. Let me drive this ship with you. As for him, let him have a good sleep first. He'll be handed over to his family to be looked after when he gets back."

With that, Wang Ping jumped onto the fishing boat. Then, he raised his hand, using his hand as a knife to make a slashing gesture on Jiang's nape, knocking him unconscious.

When the fisherman of Black Bird Village saw this scene, his heart immediately went cold, and he hurriedly agreed with Wang Ping. Then, he carried Jiang into the cabin, and together with Wang Ping, they controlled the fishing boat to return.

However, what the two of them did not expect was that halfway through the journey, because the waves on the sea suddenly became violent, the two of them had to fully concentrate on controlling the fishing boat. As such, they did not have the energy to pay attention to Jiang who was inside.

Unfortunately, Jiang suddenly woke up at this moment, and pounced at Wang Ping with bloodshot eyes, intending to push Wang Ping off the boat.

At that time, the weather was tempestuous. When Wang Ping was suddenly attacked, he instinctively dodged.

As a result, Jiang missed his target, throwing himself out of the deck and into the sea. Soon, he was knocked out of sight by the surging waves.

Under such circumstances, even if Wang Ping were to ignore what Jiang had done and resolved to save him, there was nothing he could really do.

Of course, the fisherman of the Black Bird Village did not know this. He only thought that Wang Ping was angry at Jiang's actions and deliberately chose to let him die. While he felt sad for Jiang, he also felt a growing sense of awe for Wang Ping.

Wang Ping naturally noticed the change in the gaze of the fisherman. He could roughly guess what the other party was thinking.

But he didn't try to explain anything.

There was nothing to explain. The more he explained, the more guilty he would seem.

However, this incident made him realize something. Sometimes, doing good deeds wouldn't necessarily mean that those who were helped would be grateful.

It was hard to be a good person!