Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 644: What a Scheming Loose Cultivator

Jiang Ni'er fluttered her curved eyelashes and whispered, "Senior Brother, he's here."

I'm not sure about this guy's origins, or why he's appeared next to the White Emperor. He seems a bit silly... but judging by his luxurious clothing and extraordinary, suave demeanor, he must have some significant status. But those who approach at a time like this usually mean no good!

Chen Pingping said nothing.

"Allow me to introduce myself," Zhang Ziyu strode up to Chen Pingping, a radiant smile on his face, fanning himself with a bone fan.

WHOOSH!

Four characters appeared: Handsome and Heroic.

Then, with another flick of the fan: The Sole Ziyu.

Chen Pingping: "..."

"See that?" Zhang Ziyu smiled. "Handsome and Heroic, The Sole Ziyu. Yes... I am the legendary Zhang Ziyu, the young prodigy from the Ancient Family, famously known as the Son of the Fate Energy, Mr. Zhang."

Son of the Fate Energy?

Chen Pingping was dumbfounded, thinking he had misheard. He cautiously asked, "Are you sure it's Fate Energy?"

Heh. Look at him, as if he's never seen the world before, probably just some Loose Cultivator from a hidden corner, Zhang Ziyu thought.

He arrogantly replied, "Of course. Since my birth, I've gathered countless Great Opportunities in Huangzhou, blessed with various kinds of Fate Energy from the King Tao to the Emperor Realm." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Chen Pingping's eyes widened in disbelief.

Could there really be a Son of the Fate Energy in this world? Wait a minute!

He suddenly recalled that when he first stepped into this place, the Six Tao Emperor Weapons within him had pulsed unintentionally, a very intense feeling.

Now, feeling it again, the Six Tao Emperor Weapons seemed eager to burst out from the depths of his Dantian.

Chen Pingping was astonished.

Seeing his shocked expression, Zhang Ziyu felt quite proud and continued to boast about his identity and experiences over the years.

He prattled on for several minutes.

Only then did Chen Pingping snap back to his senses, his expression excited. He rushed forward and grasped Zhang Ziyu's hands tightly, trembling as if he was about to choke up, unable to utter a single word.

This act startled Zhang Ziyu. He retreated quickly, his eyes wide as he stared intensely at Chen Pingping.

He thought Chen Pingping was about to launch a surprise attack!

After putting some distance between them and observing Chen Pingping again, he realized—Is this guy actually excited? Indeed, a Loose Cultivator. Seeing him so thrilled upon meeting someone from an Ancient Family, and the Son of Fate Energy himself, he looks like he wants to cling to my very legs. However... the White Emperor dislikes you and doesn't want you near Yue Wuxia, so I don't have a choice. Otherwise, I might have allowed you to follow me.

Little did Zhang Ziyu know, Chen Pingping's excitement was indeed because of "Fate Energy," but not because of "the Son."

The reaction of the Six Tao Emperor Weapons inside his body told him that this fellow possessed something they desired... perhaps it *was* the Fate Energy.

Chen Pingping recalled the words of the Grand Elder of the He Family.

One concentration of Fate Energy lay with the He Family, and another was in Huangzhou…

His eyes gleamed as he asked, "Are you from Huangzhou, Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Ziyu chuckled lightly. "Yes, but there's a significant gap in our statuses, so I will not befriend you. If you know what's best, leave this place quickly. I'm willing to offer you some compensation."

Chen Pingping could hardly pay attention to these words. His eyes sparkled more and more as he looked at Zhang Ziyu, like a robust man catching sight of a naked young maiden.

Destiny, ah! After leaving the He Family, I made some minor plans to settle the Sect's affairs and arrange everything before heading to Huangzhou in search of Fate Energy. Little did I expect the Fate Energy to come knocking on my door of its own accord!

Fuck! Is there something wrong with this person? Why is he looking at me like that? Zhang Ziyu felt his scalp tingle. Still, with the White Emperor watching from behind, he couldn't simply flee. He then casually took out a few Sacred Soldiers and said, "Leave this place, and these Sacred Soldiers will be my compensation to you."

At that moment, his confidence returned.

To a mere Loose Cultivator, forget Sacred Soldiers; even if they were Divine Weapons of the King Tao, he'd probably leap at them like a starving wolf, right?

However... Chen Pingping remained unmoved.

Behind him, Jiang Ni'er's mouth twitched.

Over at the teahouse, the White Emperor looked on, utterly bemused. Yue Wuxia was smiling with amusement, while Spirit Jade was on the verge of collapsing into laughter.

"Interesting!" Zhang Ziyu saw no response and chuckled. "The old trick of playing hard to get. Fine, young man, you play it quite well." Having said that, he directly took out a Quasi-Emperor Weapon. "The Falling Moon Sword," he announced. "A Quasi-Emperor Weapon. It's not damaged, but complete, and contains a powerful set of swordsmanship. Well, what do you say?"

Such a high-level Divine Weapon was almost unheard of, let alone one containing a powerful set of swordsmanship.

He was willing to bet Chen Pingping would surely pounce on it.

Chen Pingping: "..."

Jiang Ni'er: "..."

Fuck? How can this Loose Cultivator be so greedy? Zhang Ziyu was somewhat angry. "Young man, that's enough. You should know that sometimes it's best to stop while you're ahead."

So greedy, it's disgusting. If it weren't for the White Emperor and Yue Wuxia watching from behind, I would have probably drawn my sword and hurled a Quasi-Emperor Weapon at this detestable Loose Cultivator, showing him what the real Son of Fate Energy is capable of.

"Plus one Divine Skill," Zhang Ziyu glared at him, his expression quite proud. "This is a spell worth a fortune. Even in Huangzhou, if it were to appear, who knows how much terrible slaughter it would cause…"

Chen Pingping remained silent.

Fuck! Zhang Ziyu was fuming. "One million Spirit Stones! Now get lost!"

"..."

"Ten ninth-tier Spirit Pills, three Kings of Medicine... Hey, hey, hey, kid, you're going too far! Do you really think this young master won't make a move?" Zhang Ziyu's eyes bulged.

He found this Loose Cultivator unreasonable. He had offered so many incredibly valuable cultivation resources. Even a young prodigy here wouldn't be able to keep their composure.

But Chen Pingping remained unmoved.

He must be faking it. Trying to appear proud in front of the White Emperor to capture Yue Wuxia's heart.

At this thought, Zhang Ziyu instinctively looked back. Seeing Yue Wuxia's smiling demeanor, he immediately became enraged, his face twisting into a scowl.

What a scheming Loose Cultivator! And I, someone from an Ancient Family, the Son of Fate Energy, am actually being outwitted by a Loose Cultivator? And even used by him?

Zhang Ziyu's face darkened as he continued to pull out more cultivation resources. "Another million Spirit Stones, a hundred ninth-tier Spirit Pills, ten Kings of Medicine, three complete Divine Skills..."

A string of numbers flowed endlessly from the mouth of this Son of Fate Energy, and, of course, these were followed by the cultivation resources he produced.

In the blink of an eye, a large pile had amassed, resembling a small mountain.

It shocked the passersby.

Even the way the White Emperor looked at Zhang Ziyu changed significantly.

Five Quasi-Emperor Weapons, thirteen Great Saint-level Weapons, twenty-nine Sacred Soldiers, 13,000,000 Spirit Stones, over four hundred ninth-tier Spirit Pills, a thousand ninth-tier Spiritual Medicines, seventeen Kings of Medicine, seven complete Divine Skills, and five powerful sets of swordsmanship...

Fuck? Is this guy really the Son of Fate Energy? Why does he have so many cultivation resources? And they're all high-tier! Each one is worth a fortune; ordinary cultivators might not possess even one in their entire lives! But Zhang Ziyu casually took out a pile, and by the looks of it, he still seemed to have more. Impressive.

Beyond those two words, the White Emperor didn't know how else to describe him.

Anyway, I don't have them.

On one hand, she marveled at how substantial this guy's resources were. On the other, she thought Zhang Ziyu was quite remarkable, apart from being sick in the head.

But to take out so many cultivation resources just to drive away Chen Pingping... isn't that too wasteful? The White Emperor felt a pang of distress. If you want to capture Xia'er's heart, why not just shower *her* with them? Why give them to *him*? What's the point of driving him away?

The White Emperor felt the pain in her eyes, but it ached in her heart. But as a lofty Emperor Realm expert, it wasn't appropriate for her to say anything, so she could only fret inwardly.

"This kid's not bad. One could get along with him," Spirit Jade said in a subdued tone.

"Didn't you say earlier that he wasn't right in the head?" The White Emperor glared at her contemptuously. Pah! What a fickle woman, she thought.

Spirit Jade giggled sheepishly. "That was then, this is now."

Heh, heh! The White Emperor's lips twitched with undisguised mockery, but she didn't argue further.

She had a question. Zhang Ziyu has taken out a mountain of astonishingly valuable resources. Even I, an Emperor Realm expert, can't help but be tempted. Why is Chen Pingping able to remain so calm?

At this thought, she couldn't help but glance at Yue Wuxia beside her. It would have been better if she hadn't looked... Fuck! What is she doing? Is she exchanging affectionate glances with Chen Pingping?

My old mother's heart sank instantly, feeling cold and desolate. Never mind all her previous forwardness; now that we're back in Monster Emperor City, she's still acting so clingy and indiscreet, with no restraint or modesty! This is preposterous!

The White Emperor was furious. She decided she would give Chen Pingping a hard time later, making things difficult for him in countless small ways.