Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 645: The Younger Martial Sister Is Pretty Good

I have to admit, Mr. Zhang put on quite an impressive show...

Pouring out a small mountain of cultivation resources like that—even a Divine Body present would likely pounce on it, struggling to maintain composure.

Unfortunately for him, he was up against an anomaly.

Jiang Ni'er whispered, "Brother, he's humiliating you."

Chen Pingping: "..."

Jiang Ni'er added, "I suggest taking it all. Yue Wuxia is thinking the same thing, anyway."

This wasn't an exchange of amorous glances, but a silent communication through the corners of their eyes.

Yue Wuxia was quite tempted. She truly desired them, but alas... As an Emperor Son, so high and mighty, I should maintain some dignity, she thought.

Forget it!

Chen Pingping also wrestled with himself internally before finally making a choice and taking a few steps forward.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyu's face lit up with a radiant smile. He chuckled, contempt filling his heart. He's just a Loose Cultivator, after all. Faced with such immense benefits, can you still maintain your composure? Take them! This young master has plenty more.

Despite the pinch, it was all worth it for the sake of this display, to drive Chen Pingping away, and to showcase my strength before Lord White Emperor and Yue Wuxia.

He waved his bone fan, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. The gentle demeanor of a modest gentleman reappeared, his eyes brimming with unparalleled confidence.

However, Chen Pingping accepted everything but showed no intention of leaving.

Mr. Zhang frowned immediately. "Kid, you're still not leaving?"

"I never said I was going to leave!" Chen Pingping replied, looking at him with a gaze full of earnestness and sincerity, an expression of simple honesty on his face. Indeed, from beginning to end, he had never stated he would leave.

Without waiting for Zhang Ziyu to respond, Chen Pingping walked directly over to Lord White Emperor and, with some trepidation, greeted, "Greetings, Senior."

Zhang Ziyu was dumbfounded.

Jiang Ni'er nearly choked on her laughter, and Spirit Jade reacted similarly.

Yue Wuxia blinked, her eyes sparkling with Spirit Qi. What a clever fellow, she thought.

White Emperor also wanted to laugh but managed to suppress it. As a supremely powerful and invincible figure, she shouldn't display such emotional fluctuations—unless, of course, she couldn't resist.

However, seeing Chen Pingping's calm, slightly innocent face—appearing guileless on the surface but actually quite shrewd—White Emperor couldn't help but sigh internally, This kid is truly cunning.

AAAAH!

Behind them, Zhang Ziyu completely lost his composure, roaring, "You brat, are you courting death?"

Jiang Ni'er walked over and, as she passed him, whispered, "It was Lord White Emperor who invited my brother here. If he leaves now, wouldn't that be a great disrespect to Lord White Emperor?"

Zhang Ziyu: "???"

"Furthermore... if you drive my brother away, it's tantamount to offending Lord White Emperor!" Jiang Ni'er stated seriously.

That was the truth of the matter.

As for White Emperor disliking Chen Pingping, that couldn't be denied. However, it was also White Emperor who had invited him.

Hearing this, Zhang Ziyu felt as though struck by lightning. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets in utter disbelief, and his body began to tremble.

Fortunately, Liu Dayao reacted swiftly, rushing to support him. "Young Master, calm down!"

Calm down? How the hell am I supposed to calm down? I was just tricked by a mere Loose Cultivator! All those cultivation resources! A veritable mountain of them...

Zhang Ziyu's insides roiled with fury, his face turned a ghastly pale, and his body trembled violently.

"Young Master, don't be angry. I have a plan that will definitely make this Loose Cultivator lose face before Lord White Emperor and embarrass himself in front of Miss Yue Wuxia," Liu Dayao whispered.

"Speak!" Zhang Ziyu felt like he was about to vomit blood, his anger was incandescent. However, with White Emperor and Yue Wuxia present, he couldn't just attack.

Besides, he was a handsome, martial, and graceful young man of distinguished bearing.

Resort to violence? Wouldn't that tarnish his image?

Liu Dayao leaned in closer, his voice even lower, "Young Master, didn't you obtain the Sword Immortal Heritage? We could demonstrate Sword Dao..."

Oh?

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang's eyebrows arched. The vexation from moments ago vanished completely, and the confidence befitting a Son of the Fate Energy resurfaced.

That's right!

He had once ventured into a ruin, where he, Zhang Ziyu, had obtained the so-called Sword Immortal Heritage.

Consider the term 'Sword Immortal'—transcendent, extraordinary, reigning supreme above all mortals. How could an ordinary worldly Sword Dao possibly compare to his heritage?

Naturally, as a Son of the Fate Energy, almost no one dared to confront him, especially given his background as a member of an Ancient Family.

Therefore, regardless of his cultivation progress, realm advancement, or actual strength, he rarely took action—primarily because he lacked the opportunity.

However, in Mr. Zhang's own estimation, his strength was unparalleled among the younger generation, and his Sword Dao, inherited from a Sword Immortal, was even more so.

Lost in these thoughts, Mr. Zhang gradually calmed down. He raised an eyebrow and strode forward.

Just then, a Saint King approached Liu Dayao. "Do you truly believe the Young Master obtained the Sword Immortal Heritage?"

Liu Dayao: "..."

How would I know? he thought. When they went to the ruins, he could only wait outside while Zhang Ziyu entered alone.

When Zhang Ziyu emerged, he exuded a potent Sword Intent and declared with utmost certainty that he had acquired the Sword Immortal Heritage. Liu Dayao had been stunned.

Later, as news spread, the major factions expressed their amazement. Furthermore, the formidable Sword Intent Zhang Ziyu occasionally and inadvertently displayed seemed to corroborate his claim.

But was it truly the Sword Immortal Heritage? No one could say for certain. The only thing that was definite was that it was, indeed, Sword Dao.

"Kid, I didn't expect you'd actually dare to come," White Emperor said, forcing a smile, striving to etch the words 'amiable and approachable' onto her face.

After all, as an Emperor Realm expert, she couldn't be too petty.

Young people! Making friends, chatting—it's all perfectly normal. Yes! That must be the kind of relationship he has with Xia'er, she mused.

In just a minute or two, White Emperor had been mentally preparing herself, doing her utmost to convince herself that she couldn't, under any circumstances, make a move against a junior. That would be beneath her dignity.

Chen Pingping said with some apprehension, "I primarily wished to witness the peerless grace of White Emperor."

White Emperor scoffed internally, but her expression remained unchanged. PAH! If I hadn't specifically summoned you, would you have come? Besides, you killed a Demon Emperor, and your junior sister is a Demon Emperor herself... Do you actually hold any reverence for Emperor Realm experts? she thought. Aloud, she said, "Not bad, not bad. You have a silver tongue—much better than that junior sister of yours. At least you're easier on the eyes."

That statement was true.

The Demon Emperor was truly infuriating.

Not only was she arrogant and domineering, but she would also assault people at the slightest provocation, annihilate entire sects if a word was spoken amiss, and was utterly unreasonable.

For instance, there was a time when everyone discovered a new spirit stone vein. She brazenly insisted it was located in the Demon Palace's backyard.

But your Demon Palace is a hundred thousand miles from here! everyone had thought.

Then, the Demon Emperor ordered a young disciple to relieve himself right there on the mountain range.

Everyone had been dumbfounded.

Immediately after, the Demon Emperor brandished an Emperor Weapon and declared, "Now it's the Demon Palace's backyard, isn't it?"

Damn it all! At that moment, everyone present, White Emperor included, was so enraged they nearly spat blood.

And this was just one example; there were hundreds, if not thousands, of such incidents.

White Emperor sighed. "When you have a moment, try to manage that junior sister of yours. Her temper is atrocious. Who can possibly tolerate it?"

Chen Pingping's eyelids twitched. "I think Xiao Yu is quite wonderful, actually. She's gentle, lively, adorable, sincere, and kind... And her temper isn't that bad, is it?"

White Emperor was struck speechless.