Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 624: Cry Your Eyes Out

Human Clan borderlands.

"No movement? What's happening? I can't sense any battle fluctuations at all," someone whispered.

"Indeed!"

"Could it be? Has the Qingfeng line fallen completely?"

"It's possible..."

"It's hard to say... Dayan is concealed by the Heavenly Fortune Tao; no one can see what's inside. The entire Demon Race of the Northern Border can only wait anxiously. It's not necessarily the fall of the Qingfeng line," a man nearby retorted, his expression solemn.

To slay a Great Emperor as a Saint Realm cultivator. This wasn't a matter determined by mere numbers, but rather... an undoubtedly fatal gambit. Throughout the long ages, even the Ancient Emperors in their youth could not have achieved such a feat. The difference in realms was too vast; it was an insurmountable gap. Yet, for some reason, a slight expectation lingered in the hearts of a few.

Members of the alliance stood dumbfounded. All the powerhouses of the Wuji Sect were on edge, silently waiting.

Outside Dayan, many powerful Demon Race experts were itching to move. Should the battlefield be torn open and the Demon Emperor's voice be transmitted, they would surely rush in at the first opportunity. They were all too aware that if the Demon Emperor were slain, it might very well plunge the Northern Border into a long period of dark chaos. It was a matter concerning their race, concerning their destiny. No one dared to be complacent.

The Emperor Clan's Qin Family felt this even more acutely. Ninety percent of their powerhouses had gathered: the young, the elderly, and middle-aged women and children. Even over a dozen Qin Family ancestors had crawled out from the earth, severely lacking life force, every one of them withered. It made one wonder if these ancestors were already dead.

...

Atop a high mountain, Li Chaoge stood silently. A breeze rustled his clothes and swayed his long hair as his handsome face gazed towards the Dayan battlefield. Unfortunately, due to the Heavenly Fortune Tao's concealment, he too could not see the battle's situation. What was even more terrifying was that his own Heavenly Fortune Tao could not deduce even the slightest detail about the Northern Border battlefield, as if a great mountain blocked his perception. He was unable to ascertain anything. After observing for a long time, he finally calmed down.

An elder beside him couldn't help but speak up, "I estimate they're all dead. That might be for the best; we won't need to lift a finger."

Hearing this, Li Chaoge subconsciously glanced sideways at the elder but did not contradict him. With a step, he trod upon the air and walked towards the lands of the Northern Border. Whether Chen Pingping had fallen, or had slain the Demon Emperor and was still alive... he had to see the man to be sure. This person was out of the ordinary. He was a descendant of the Wen Dynasty, possessed the Gudu Clan's Giant Que, and cultivated the Six Tao of Reincarnation. No matter what, Chen Pingping had to die here.

Elsewhere, Sound, holding a golden palace in one hand, shot a cold gleam from his eyes.

Hetero Pupil!

The cold gleam, like a sword, slashed towards Dayan with incredible speed. A resounding boom echoed as the Heavenly Fortune Tao veiling the entirety of Dayan quivered under this attack, wobbling as though it would crumble at any moment.

Inside Dayan, Jiang Ni'er spat out a large mouthful of blood, her face pale.

"Jiang..." Zi Ji cried out in alarm.

"I'm alright," she replied weakly. "Someone is attacking."

The great enemies had arrived. After a long period of calm on the Dayan battlefield, they were beginning to make their move. Whether Chen Pingping had succeeded or not was irrelevant; the key was... Chen Pingping's faction had expended too much energy. Moreover, among these great enemies, not all were targeting Chen Pingping; some were also after Zi Ji and Guang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Ni'er turned to look into the depths... She saw two figures approaching: Yue Wuxia and Guang Xiaoyu. Chen Pingping was lying in Guang Xiaoyu's arms. Seeing this, Jiang Ni'er's gaze sharpened, and a chill filled her heart.

Zi Ji's mouth also fell slightly open, her body starting to tremble. "Senior Brother?"

How could this be? Wasn't the Demon Emperor supposed to have fallen? Chen Pingping, he...?

Lao Huang, the old ox, bellowed a long, sorrowful MOO, appearing grief-stricken. The once lively Hei, the little black dog, also became quiet at this moment.

Earth Chicken cried out "Holy crap!" finding it hard to believe. "They say good people have short lives, but Chen Pingping, that scoundrel, is an outright villain! How could he...?"

"Exactly! He should have been a scourge for a thousand years," Eight Treasures Chicken chimed in.

"What's there to cry about?" Guang Xiaoyu glared with her big eyes. "My senior brother has just exhausted his strength. You all are really... Are you trying to cry him away?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Everyone: "???"

Upon closer perception, Chen Pingping's body indeed still showed signs of life. Although not very strong, he was still alive; he hadn't fallen. Seeing this, everyone's faces suddenly turned sheepish.

Guang Xiaoyu said irritably, "My senior brother is a figure of immense talent, unrivaled in his generation, heroic and divinely valiant! He surpasses many Ancient Emperors, Great Emperors, Divine Sons, Saint Heirs, and so on. He wouldn't die so easily, understand, every single one of you!"

"..."

"Alright, my senior brother has just suffered grievous injuries. His life is hanging by a thread, and he's about to die any second now. You got that?" Guang Xiaoyu announced.

"What do you mean?" Earth Chicken strutted over. "Isn't he perfectly fine?"

"This is called strategy, Senior Brother said so," Guang Xiaoyu declared proudly. "Pretend to be seriously injured to lure out the great enemy."

Chen Pingping: "..."

He had indeed instructed Guang Xiaoyu thus, but he hadn't expected the girl to blurt it out directly. Is this Demon Emperor the real deal or a fake?

Upon hearing this, the group had a sudden realization. The Demon Emperor had indeed fallen. Chen Pingping was still alive. But there were still formidable enemies lurking in the shadows. If Chen Pingping walked out of here unscathed, they certainly wouldn't dare to act rashly. But if Chen Pingping had suffered grievous injuries, his fate uncertain, then...?

Understood, completely understood! They all began to smile, the earlier oppressive heaviness dispersing completely.

Guang Xiaoyu instructed, "When we leave Dayan later, all of you need to look much sadder. Those who can cry, cry your eyes out. Those who can't, you still have to squeeze out tears. You absolutely must look sorrowful, as sorrowful as you can possibly be, as if your entire family just died."

Everyone: "..."

"You... Old Mother Chicken, since you have no family and no tears, just forget about it."

Earth Chicken: "???"

"Eight Treasures Chicken, you too, no need to cry..." Guang Xiaoyu's gaze swept over Eight Treasures Chicken, then landed on Hei. "No random barking. And that goes for you too, Lao Huang."

Hei, the little black dog, seemed to take an interest. Acting? That sounds like fun!

The old ox Lao Huang rolled his eyes. Is this really necessary? With one stomp from me, Lao Niu, the sky could collapse, and I could go on a berserk rampage... Nevermind, nevermind. This little girl's status has risen again. This time, in the plan to slay the great enemy, Chen Pingping had actually entrusted her with command. This truly shocked Lao Huang.

Li Qi stepped forward. "Xiao Yu, what should I do?"

Guang Xiaoyu gave him a sidelong glance. "As Senior Brother's chief disciple, you need to cry. Cry your heart out for me."

"..."

He felt he couldn't cry. Upon hearing Guang Xiaoyu's words, his face immediately contorted.

Guang Xiaoyu said, "Just imagine your family, all of them slain."

Li Qi opened his mouth slightly. "I've never had a family, not since I was little."

"Then... who raised you?" Guang Xiaoyu asked.

"I've... always been wandering, scavenging whatever I could find to eat."

"That miserable?"

"Yes!"

"Then? Imagine if your master had truly died horribly. Picture him attacked by a mob, hacked with hundreds of swords, and kicked hundreds of times. Imagine them drenching him in their urine and then throwing him into a latrine to soak for hundreds of years until his body completely decomposed. Isn't that tragic?" Guang Xiaoyu seemed to get more excited the more she spoke.

Chen Pingping: "???"

At this time, the straightforward Zi Ji raised a question, "Senior Sister, I suggest we first sprinkle all that stuff you just mentioned on Senior Brother's body. That would make it more realistic."