Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 552: He Killed Qin Meng

The battlefield extended for miles, starting from this ancient town. A vast expanse of ruins lay before them, devoid of life, with the pervasive fluctuations of the Six Tao of Reincarnation, particularly intense. Qin Meng’s body was pierced through, nailed to a mountain. His blood had dried, his Essence Qi Spirit had all but vanished, and his Divine Soul was dim and devoid of light. He had died a gruesome death.

Chen Pingping inhaled sharply.

Zi Ji spoke, "Brother, he’s dead."

Yes, Qin Meng was dead. It had happened just moments ago.

The battle fluctuations were intense, drawing the attention of many cultivators who were now rushing in this direction.

"Fuck!" Chen Pingping suddenly swore loudly, a sense of foreboding washing over him. Someone used the Six Tao of Reincarnation to slay Qin Meng and is trying to frame me! That person likely intends to use the Demon Emperor’s hand to kill me.

Chen Pingping activated the Reincarnation Mystery of the past. In an instant, brilliance erupted as time rewound to the great battle not long ago...

There were three figures: one was taking action, while the other two watched. The one acting was a middle-aged man. What was strange was that although he didn’t seem to cultivate the Six Tao, he was able to display the Six Tao of Reincarnation through his punches, Sword Dao, and skills. This man was powerful, a Saint King.

Of course, Qin Meng, as a scion of the Demon Emperor, had his own life-saving trump cards, but alas, this Saint King had brought a Quasi-Emperor Weapon. The Divine Weapon awakened, unleashing a force of vast slaughter towards Qin Meng. He roared repeatedly, his hair disheveled, his eyes bursting with a cold light, like swords slashing out.

Unfortunately, his opponent was too strong, and his attacks couldn’t touch the Saint King. In just a few minutes of combat, the Saint King struck hundreds of times, finally suppressing Qin Meng and then killing him step by step.

"AAAH!" Qin Meng screamed miserably, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man said, "Chen Pingping."

Chen Pingping, observing this from the future, suddenly vomited blood. Damn you, back-stabber! he cursed inwardly.

The battle was over.

Within the vision, the scion of the Demon Emperor was slain by the Saint King in just a few minutes and nailed to the mountain, leaving behind the fluctuations of the Six Tao of Reincarnation Skill. The killer then walked to one side.

Li Chaoge, one of the observers in the vision, opened his eyes and whispered, "All cultivators in the world seek to transcend the Heavenly Dao, but alas... without the Heavenly Dao, how can they cultivate?"

He went on, "The Heavenly Dao establishes order, and all things are within it, including the beings of the Human Clan. They should revere the Heavenly Dao..." Turning to the other observer, he then asked, "What do you think?"

The other person remained silent.

Chen Pingping ended the time reshaping and returned to the ruins, quickly taking Zi Ji with him as they left. Li Chaoge set this trap to kill me, he realized. Knowing the truth, he couldn’t afford to care about that now; if he lingered, it would only further solidify the accusation that he had killed Qin Meng.

「Several days later...」

A piece of news spread: Qin Meng, the scion of the Demon Emperor, was dead, slain by an unknown assailant. The murderer was identified as Chen Pingping, the reason being his previous conflicts with Qin Meng. Not only that, but traces of Chen Pingping’s Tao were reportedly found at the scene.

Instantly, Shisan, Wen Qingshan, Jiang Ni’er, and Lan Qingshui all turned to look at Chen Pingping. That night, they had also wanted to follow him, but Chen Pingping had been too fast, and they hadn’t been able to keep up. So, where did Chen Pingping go? they wondered.

He was speechless. "Why are you looking at me? You don’t suspect me, do you?"

The others said nothing.

Chen Pingping rolled his eyes. "It wasn’t me."

Zi Ji also spoke up, "Mhm, it wasn’t Brother."

They, of course, didn’t believe them.

「Several more days passed...」

The news spread like wildfire across the entire Southern Diaspora. Countless cultivators, geniuses, powerhouses, and factions were shocked upon hearing it, especially within the Wuji Sect.

Chen Pingping killed Qin Meng, the scion of the Demon Emperor? The high-ranking officials were dumbfounded.

The Purple Gold Emperor Son and Emperor Tian, however, laughed. They too had wanted to take action but couldn’t devise a method. Fortunately, someone else had already set a plan in motion. If the Demon Emperor comes to kill him, can Chen Pingping possibly withstand it? they mused. No, he can’t.

Chen Pingping sighed. "It really wasn’t me."

He was at a loss for words. How can I explain this situation? It’s true that Qin Meng and I had a conflict, and I even thought about killing him, but I didn’t make a move! By the time I arrived at the battlefield, Qin Meng had already perished. And I still haven’t figured out those residual Six Tao of Reincarnation fluctuations, he lamented inwardly.

"Do you believe me?" he asked Jiang Ni’er.

"Yes."

Relieved by her answer, Chen Pingping smiled. "You all go back first. I still have some things to take care of."

Jiang Ni’er was stunned. "Where are you going?"

He did not explain.

The aftermath of the battle on the Wind Cloud List wasn’t just about Qin Meng’s demise; another piece of news was also stirring, though Qin Meng’s death was so significant it overshadowed this other matter. Dugu Qingfeng was gravely injured, his life hanging in the balance. Chen Pingping had used the Heavenly Book to divine his whereabouts several times but still couldn’t find any trace of him. This made Chen Pingping very uneasy. This person cannot die, he thought. I have many doubts about the Ancient City, and perhaps Dugu Qingfeng can provide answers. Moreover, he once helped me; morally, I owe it to him to try and save him. Most importantly, his surname is Dugu. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Furthermore... After the battle on the Wind Cloud List ended, I still haven’t returned to the Wuji Sect. Besides the matter of Qin Meng—which I didn’t do—there’s something else. Master once told me to suppress two individuals who came from afar. After much searching, I’ve finally determined the targets: they must be Sound and Candle.

"Alright then!" Jiang Ni’er let out a breath. "Are you going alone? Or...?"

"You take the others back. Lao Huang and Junior Sister will follow me," Chen Pingping said.

Jiang Ni’er nodded, not saying anything more.

「...」

The Heavenly Book couldn’t determine Dugu Qingfeng’s location, but the Heaven Insight Body could. Before parting, Chen Pingping had Jiang Ni’er perform a divination, and they finally pinpointed Dugu Qingfeng’s whereabouts: a vast desert to the southwest. Dugu Qingfeng had once fought them in that place before escaping into its depths and vanishing without a trace.

「Several days later.」

Chen Pingping, Zi Ji, and Lao Huang (the cow) arrived at an ancient town on the edge of the desert. The place was crowded, mostly with strangers in exotic attire and peculiar appearances, though there were also some familiar faces.

Ask Demon Zhu Menting was there. Upon seeing Chen Pingping from a distance, he was startled. How did this guy get here? he wondered. Having killed Qin Meng and still daring to show up so openly—he really has some nerve. If it were anyone else, they would have fled long ago. But then again, it makes sense; ordinary people couldn’t pull off such a deed.

Nearby, Cang Yun murmured softly, "He’s come as well." The two beside him remained calm. Cang Yun added, "He killed Qin Meng and still dares to show up."

Elsewhere, Huang Yixiang, dressed plainly, fluttered her eyelids. "Six Tao," she murmured.

"He’s here for Dugu Qingfeng," someone nearby commented. "Truly a loyal fellow. But... having killed Qin Meng, his days are numbered."

"The news will soon reach the Demon Race," another person worried. "Then, the Demon Emperor will be enraged and might lead an army of a million to slaughter. That would be the worst-case scenario."

"What terrible luck," someone else grumbled, "to be born in the same era as someone like him. It’s one thing for him to cause a huge disaster for himself, but he has to drag us all down too!"

"You should say less!" a companion advised. "He could even kill Qin Meng, which is enough to show how strong he is. If these words of yours reach Chen Pingping’s ears, Chen Pingping might kill you before the Demon Emperor even arrives."

"In all of Southern Diaspora, who else can suppress him now?" a young man sighed, his expression sorrowful.