Under the collusion of various powers, many strong cultivators had gathered outside the Qingtian Domain to slaughter rogue cultivators. From Nascent Soul masters to Qi Refinement novices, everyone was immersed in this festival of unrestrained slaughter and plunder.
"Hehe, those 'sheep' just now were quite fat. They had so much cargo!"
"They probably wanted to do business in the Qingtian Domain. Too bad for them; the money ended up in our pockets before they could earn a single stone!"
"Opportunities to plunder at will without consequence are rare. We have to work fast. Many rogue cultivators are already too scared to come!"
"Speed is key. Even if we don't find a fat sheep, catching a few pretty rogue girls isn't bad. We can play with them for a while."
"It's a pity we can't get into the Qingtian Domain. If we could, we'd be truly rich!"
"You think you'd be the one to get in? Don't you know even Venerable Shanhai was scared away by the Bee Daoist?"
"But as long as we block them here, that Bee Daoist won't dare to come out. Otherwise, he'll find himself..."
Halfway through his sentence, the man's body stiffened. A black-clad figure wreathed in golden demonic flames and Netherworld aura appeared in their vision.
"He'll find himself... what?" The figure asked with a light smile, as if chatting with old friends.
"The Bee Daoist!"
"How dare you appear here?!"
Upon seeing the man's face and clothes, the group felt as if they had fallen into the nine levels of hell. Their bodies shook uncontrollably. Although they had just been mocking him, they had been certain he wouldn't dare leave his domain, and even if he did, he wouldn't find them.
But now, facing him directly, their eyes were filled with absolute terror. This was the Bee Daoist! The ruthless man even a Deity Transformation master didn't want to trouble! In the current Star-Sea Continent, who hadn't seen the footage of his massacres? Who didn't know that his every move was accompanied by a storm of blood?
The image of him standing atop the mountain of corpses was still fresh in their minds. Although they had all killed before, such a terrifying display hadn't been seen in the continent for ages. Fear and the shadow of death enveloped them, yet they couldn't find a single way to save themselves.
The reality was exactly as they feared.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
As he spoke, the two types of bees radiating King-Grade pressure sensed his will and vanished, reappearing beside the marauders. In the next moment, accompanied by horrifying screams, everyone was dead!
After their deaths, Qi Ping collected their storage bags and their bodies. These were materials for nurturing the world; he couldn't let them go to waste.
'The fourth Golden Core cultivator...'
This was the fourth Golden Core he had personally ended. Foundation Establishment cultivators were too many to count, and even a Nascent Soul expert had been slaughtered by him.
'It seems the other bees are having a bountiful harvest as well.'
With his increased strength and Druid level—especially after becoming an Earth Immortal Druid—his ability to communicate with his animal companions had grown immensely, even across vast distances. Because there were so many marauders, Qi Ping didn't choose to hunt them one by one. Instead, once the tiger calculated their positions, he had the bees split up to conduct the hunt!
Given the strength and speed of King-Grade bees, unless they encountered a Nascent Soul master, the battles were entirely one-sided slaughters. This was especially true since they already knew their enemies' exact locations. And even if they did encounter a Nascent Soul expert, as long as it wasn't someone as freakish as Ling Qianjue, the combination of the physical invulnerability of the Sky-Flame Bees and the soul immortality of the Netherworld Bees—all arranged in formations—meant that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators were no match for them.
The Little Immortal Tiger displayed terrifying divination abilities. It located every single enemy to the east of the domain without exception. Now, these enemies were falling like wheat before the bees' scythe.
Qi Ping's main body stood at the border of the domain, looking out. In his mind, a 3D map of several domains was taking shape. This model contained thousands of red dots, representing the enemies the tiger had found.
Those dots were now being extinguished at an incredible rate.
"Well done! I owe this to you. Is there any pressure from calculating so many people at once?" Qi Ping patted the head of the super-tiger, which was now taller than he was.
The tiger was nearly mature, every stripe radiating the majesty and pressure of the King of Beasts. But more prominent was the luck-power it carried. Over the years of exploring the subterranean world and triggering its bloodline through Potential Activation and Beast-King's Grace, its bloodline had reached the high Tier 4. The Baize bloodline within it was incredibly rich, and it had even grown horns similar to those of the divine beast.
Perhaps because its master carried such heavy providence, the tiger's luck-power was concentrated to an extreme.
'Gao... (It's fine, Boss. These people aren't strong, and with your providence protecting me and my own stored luck-power, there's no pressure... at least for these small characters!)' The tiger raised its head proudly.
"Indeed, I'm glad to have you. Otherwise, these flies would be quite a nuisance. Let's move to the next area!"
'Gao... (Let's go! Let's kill these annoying pests!)'
Confirming the eastern front was handled, Qi Ping's body swept up the tiger and arrived at the southern border with incredible speed. This was the terrifying combat capability an Earth Immortal Druid possessed within his own territory. Unfortunately, he didn't yet understand spatial techniques; otherwise, he could have torn through space to travel anywhere instantly.
His goal now was to move fast and kill every marauder before anyone could react! He wanted to cut off every hand that dared reach toward the Qingtian Domain, showing everyone the price of insulting his land! Otherwise, these persistent pests would never stop.
More importantly, he had to reignite the rogue cultivators' desire to move to the domain. Furthermore, these people were "delivery-meat" to nurture the land and "walking storage bags" to replenish his resources.
Soon, he and the tiger mapped out every enemy in the south. Then the west, then the north...
Terrifying numbers of bees flew out from his spirit-beast bags. They included not just the King-Grade swarms, but even larger numbers of sub-king Equilibrium Bees. He had no choice; there were too many enemies spread too thin. The sub-king bees were easier to raise and more than enough to hunt ordinary Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Refinement cultivators.
Once all the bees were deployed, Qi Ping let out a sigh of relief.
'I'm glad I kept expanding the swarm after killing Ling Qianjue. I raised many sub-king bees for production, but today they are the perfect tools for this massacre!'
He had originally intended to use the Equilibrium Bees to brew attribute-specific honey to sell across the continent or use as merit rewards. Now that his identity was public, using his name to sell honey and attract talent was appropriate. He hadn't expected them to be so useful for a slaughter.
In his mind, a model of the Star-Sea Continent formed. The Qingtian Domain in the east was surrounded by countless red dots. The dots were large and small—the big ones were Nascent Soul and Golden Core masters, the small ones were Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement. They were surrounding the domain, preying on the white and pale-green dots representing people heading toward the domain.
But those arrogant red dots were being systematically erased by the larger green dots...
With the tiger's foresight, none of the red dots could put up a fight. The truly troublesome enemies—those on Ling Qianjue's level—hadn't appeared. If they had, Qi Ping would have needed to deploy massive numbers of King-Grade bees, which risked having them wiped out by a hidden Deity Transformation master. He didn't want to lose the King-Grade swarms he had spent decades nurturing.
Fortunately, those top-tier Nascent Soul masters hadn't appeared. Qi Ping guessed they were unwilling to risk their lives. There were very few Nascent Soul experts among the marauders, and only thirty-odd Golden Cores.
The one-sided slaughter went smoothly. After several days, a message shocked the entire continent:
The cultivators who had gathered to ambush rogue cultivators and block their entry into the Qingtian Domain had been slaughtered by the Bee Daoist alone!
Four Nascent Soul masters! Thirty-three Golden Core masters! Five hundred and sixty-seven Foundation Establishment masters! And countless Qi Refinement novices!
Every single person who participated in the blockade—whether independent marauders, demonic cultivators, or agents of major sects—had been slain to the last man by the Bee Daoist and his swarms!
"Madness! Is the world going mad, or am I? How did he do it?"
"So many Golden Core and Nascent Soul masters, and over five hundred Foundation Establishment ones... all killed by one man?"
"Just for some 'lowly' rogue cultivators, the Bee Daoist slaughtered so many high-level experts?"
"This is incredibly satisfying!"
"Exactly! The rogue cultivators heading to the domain just want a safe place to practice and a fair chance. Other domains can't provide that, yet they try to suppress those who want to go!"
"Disgusting. They didn't dare to attack the Bee Daoist directly, so they targeted the weak. Now they got what was coming to them!"
"Well-died! Those who treat us like cattle should all die!"
"Senior Bee Daoist is the true sky for us rogue cultivators. From now on, whoever opposes him is my enemy! I will support whatever he wants to do unconditionally!"
The news was a cause for celebration among rogue cultivators and even oppressed sect disciples. But the sects that had sent agents were in a state of fury. Not only had their plan failed, but they had lost significant assets and further boosted the Bee Daoist's reputation! Now, even more rogue cultivators were determined to go to the domain! These "clever" powers were now the laughingstock of the continent.
However, soon after that news, another shocking report surfaced:
The Bee Daoist was dead! Someone had supposedly seen him outside the domain, where he was found and slain by Venerable Yunshan! His body was allegedly destroyed, leaving nothing behind. There were even recordings and the bodies of King-Grade bees as proof.
"What? Senior Bee Daoist was killed by Venerable Yunshan? How is that possible?"
"Could the rumors be true? Without the domain's protection, his power dropped, and the Venerable found an opening?"
Countless rogue cultivators panicked. They had finally seen a light in the cultivation world, and now it was gone? Were those at the bottom truly destined to be cattle for the rest of eternity? For many, the sky had collapsed. Tears flowed as their hope shattered. Those who had previously suffered at the Bee Daoist's hands began to gloat.
Yet, just as the mourning and the gloating reached their heights, another recording surfaced to smash the rumor.
At the site where the mountain of corpses had been built, the black-clad Bee Daoist stood silently in the air, his presence transcendent and peerless! And beneath his feet was the new mountain of corpses—the marauders who had participated in the blockade. The heads of the famous Nascent Soul and Golden Core experts were neatly arranged at the top!
Qi Ping memorized every face. He had already tasked Lin Yue with finding their backgrounds. This wasn't over. Especially the one who had "slain" his Treant clone and some of his bees—Venerable Yunshan. Qi Ping planned to make him the first target of his retaliation.
"Venerable Yunshan, is it? You will soon regret what you did today..."