Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 553 A lot of people came
The collision of peerless geniuses heralded the coming of a terrifying era.
In the not too distant future, those stepping into the Human Clan’s regions might include more than just the Demon Race, but also powerful beings from the Ancient City.
"Inside the Wind Cloud List, Dugu Qingfeng presented the ancient guide scroll to Chen Pingping..." someone said gravely.
It is well-known that the Dugu Lineage originated from the ancient Wen Dynasty.
With him directly giving away the scroll, does this imply that Chen Pingping is also from that dynasty?
"It’s unlikely. There’s not a trace of the dynasty on Chen Pingping," someone shook their head.
"You’re mistaken, there is," another person countered. "He once brought out a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, a Sword Mountain, which was later confirmed to be the Divine Weapon of the Dugu Lineage, the Giant Que."
"It is said that the first ancestor of Wuji Sect was also a powerhouse of the dynasty, named Wu Ji, known as one of the Twin Kings alongside Yu Changfeng—they were the prodigies of that era."
"So that’s how it is. No wonder he was able to merge Fairy Valley and Wuji Sect so effortlessly; this connection was there all along."
"Now, with Dugu Qingfeng’s intervention, it further solidifies the origin of Chen Pingping’s identity. He is a descendant of the dynasty."
"However, there were countless powerhouses in the dynasty: eighteen high lords, seven generals, and eight War Gods. Additionally, there were numerous families and influential court officials, all possessing formidable power. Whose descendant is Chen Pingping, precisely?" someone asked.
This question made everyone furrow their brows.
Some among them had read extensive records on the dynasty and were familiar with those surnames and the dynasty’s structure, but there was no mention of Chen.
At that moment, someone spoke up, "Could it be that he changed his surname?"
"No, the dynastic surnames are held with utmost pride. They take honor in their own surnames; changing them is impossible."
"But this surname Chen doesn’t seem to have any significant background!"
"Could it be merely a minor family?"
"EH?"
"Possibly, just an ordinary family that luckily survived a disaster."
They speculated, thinking this possibility was quite high.
However, this theory was soon overturned when someone raised a doubt, "If it were just an ordinary surname, a common descendant, it would be impossible to gain Dugu Qingfeng’s recognition. That lineage has always been exceedingly proud."
Darkness spread like an ancient behemoth, gradually engulfing this world.
A bright, pristine moon slowly rose.
Many powerhouses had arrived in the ancient town, discussing the origins of Chen Pingping’s identity, as well as Dugu Qingfeng’s situation.
Why had he traveled such a great distance?
Who was targeting him, Sound or Candle?
Would Chen Pingping really intervene? Could he withstand both of them?
WHOOSH WHOOSH!
Bursts of cold wind blew in, causing people to subconsciously tighten their clothes.
Just then, a figure appeared in the desert—it was Zi Ji, sitting calmly on the back of the old yellow cow, Lao Huang, her bright eyes intently watching the depths of the desert.
Chen Pingping was not there.
Seeing this, everyone’s brows knitted tightly.
What was happening?
Was Chen Pingping not planning to make a move?
To let a little girl... UH, they wanted to say, let a little girl take action, but then they recalled Zi Ji’s combat prowess. This was no ordinary girl.
Zi Ji raised her head and glanced at the night sky.
Dark clouds, seemingly from nowhere, obscured the bright moon. She blinked and said softly, "Little Cow, don’t be afraid, okay?"
Lao Huang: "..."
"Something’s amiss," someone whispered.
"There’s killing intent."
The cold wind swept through, and sand and dust swirled about. A thread of intangible killing intent, its origin unknown, mingled with the night.
It was so faint that it was almost imperceptible unless one paid careful attention.
Another person spoke up, "I think Chen Pingping is hiding in the shadows. He wants to use Zi Ji to draw out their powerful enemy."
Everyone: "..."
That’s too damn shameless!
Cang Yun couldn’t help saying, "Surely not?"
The two people beside him remained silent. Based on their understanding of Chen Pingping, he cared deeply for Zi Ji and would never resort to such a tactic.
「In the depths of the desert.」
Chen Pingping had already infiltrated this area, concealing his aura and becoming indistinguishable from the ordinary. He had arrived before nightfall and had been searching for Dugu Qingfeng ever since.
But the desert was too vast; without using Divine Sense, it was nearly impossible to find him.
Unless he was extremely lucky.
Yet, after searching for ten to twelve hours, he hadn’t found so much as a shadow of Dugu Qingfeng, not even a trace.
Alas!
A few minutes later, Chen Pingping, feeling helpless, took out the Heavenly Book to perform a deduction.
His plan was simple.
Use Zi Ji to attract the attention of the enemies hidden in the dark, then sneak in to rescue Dugu Qingfeng. As long as he found Dugu Qingfeng and ensured he was still alive or in a safe condition, exposure didn’t matter.
Of course, if he rashly exposed himself before finding Dugu Qingfeng, it could lead to them immediately executing Dugu Qingfeng.
This was his greatest concern.
Secondly, Chen Pingping had a feeling that their attack on Dugu Qingfeng was likely part of a larger scheme, with himself as the true target.
WHOOSH!
The Heavenly Book emitted Divine Brilliance, beginning the deduction.
Viewed from afar, he was as conspicuous as the rising sun.
After a few minutes of deduction, he barely managed to pinpoint Dugu Qingfeng’s location...
To the left.
Chen Pingping strode in that direction.
About an hour later, he finally found Dugu Qingfeng.
The man was still alive, but his situation was dire.
His clothes were soaked with blood, his hair disheveled, his face deathly pale. He was convulsing, his eyes lifeless. Terrifyingly, the ancient sword in his hand had snapped.
Seeing this, Chen Pingping was deeply moved.
The Dugu Lineage never drew their swords lightly; the ancient swords they carried were like their very lives. Yet now, his sword was broken.
He sat motionless on the desert ground, extending his Divine Sense to perceive his surroundings. Though there were still signs of life, his Blood Qi was depleted. It seemed he would soon perish from exhaustion.
Chen Pingping inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Dugu Qingfeng was alive, there was a chance.
The surroundings were eerily silent; not even the cold wind could penetrate this area, as if it were sealed off by some power.
Very strange. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Although Chen Pingping had found him, he made no hasty moves.
He waited in silence.
About two minutes later, some color returned to Dugu Qingfeng’s eyes. He looked at Chen Pingping.
Their gazes met, but neither spoke.
Suddenly, a terrifying golden Divine Brilliance pierced through Dugu Qingfeng’s body. He violently spat out blood, his face growing even paler.
Chen Pingping’s heart shook. "Brother Dugu!"
"Many people have come," Dugu Qingfeng said weakly.
"I know," Chen Pingping nodded.
The quietness here was too pronounced; he had already sensed the danger.
But what of that?
He chuckled lightly. "How are your injuries?"
Dugu Qingfeng replied, "I won’t die for now, but I don’t know what will happen in a little while."
Chen Pingping laughed. "If you’re not dying now, then you won’t be dying in a little while either."
Dugu Qingfeng shook his head. "Forget it. You should leave quickly! They are after you."
Indeed...
Chen Pingping recalled his master’s advice not to easily reveal the Giant Que. Yet, during the tribulation of the Sect’s expert, he had still taken it out and used it.
At that time, a terrifying soldier had appeared.
Wen Yuqing had told him a lot.
Later, after entering the Wind Cloud List, he had met Daoyan...
Daoyan had also said he was already entangled and couldn’t escape.
He was delighted. "How many are there?"
