Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 687 - 686: Affecting Our Emotions

On the spaceship, a day had already passed, with two more days remaining before reaching Huangzhou.

Chen Pingping looked at Zhang Ziyu with eyes that burned hotter and hotter.

Jiang Ni'er tugged at him and whispered, "Senior Brother, you need to control yourself."

OH? OH? Chen Pingping coughed dryly and leaned in to ask her, "What do you think? Would my Six Tao Emperor Weapon's battle power skyrocket to the Great Saint Realm if it gathered two Fate Energies?"

Jiang Ni'er replied with a pained expression, "It should, I guess? I'm not good at cultivation."

Chen Pingping said disdainfully, "What use are you then?" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Jiang Ni'er: "..."

The esteemed Heaven Insight Body, scorned again. Useless? Wasn't it always her who completed the tasks when he couldn't make the predictions?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ni'er furrowed her brows before she started to channel the power of the Heavenly Fortune Tao.

Chen Pingping, who had started walking towards Wang Xiaodao, sensed something. "FUCK!" he exclaimed, quickly returning to Jiang Ni'er's side and smiling sheepishly. "Look at you, getting so petty! I was just kidding, Ni'er. Was there really a need for that?"

Jiang Ni'er said aggrievedly, "You said I was useless."

"Nonsense…" Chen Pingping said with a straight face, "You are more useful than Xiaoyu, more than Zi Ji; you're the most useful. Alright, alright, calm down. There's no need to manifest the Heavenly Fortune Tao all the time; it could affect our relationship as martial siblings."

Jiang Ni'er let out a breath. "Okay."

FUCK! This girl.

Relieved to see her calming down, Chen Pingping wiped a bead of cold sweat from his brow before approaching Wang Xiaodao.

"Daoist Chen!" Wang Xiaodao was still very respectful towards him, not showing any airs of a senior—nor did he dare to.

"Senior, please don't be like this!" Chen Pingping said helplessly. "No matter what, you'll always be my senior, and I the junior."

Wang Xiaodao remained silent. "..."

"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you," Chen Pingping continued. "I've recently developed a new set of swordsmanship and wanted to find someone to test it on. After much thought, only your cultivation realm is suitable... Hey, Senior, don't walk away!" Chen Pingping called out.

Swordsmanship? Practice? FUCK ME... Wang Xiaodao thought.

If Wang Xiaodao didn't run, he'd be an idiot. Who in Southern Diaspora didn't know about Chen Pingping? A single sword strike from him... forget not having broken through to Saint King; even if he had, he wouldn't dare to face it!

SIGH. Chen Pingping sighed as Wang Xiaodao made his escape, then moved over to Zhang Ziyu and smiled.

"Ping!" Zhang Ziyu was admiring the scenery ahead, dreaming of his return to Huangzhou and how he'd swagger through the younger generation with Chen Pingping by his side. He had to completely showcase the brilliance of this Son of the Fate Energy, right?

MHM! Absolutely, Chen Pingping thought, observing him. He then rubbed his hands together and asked, "Son of the Fate Energy?"

Zhang Ziyu replied, "I dare not claim such a title. Just call me Third Brother."

"No!" Chen Pingping's gaze was fervent. "I've heard people say you're very lucky, almost monopolizing all the fortuitous encounters in Huangzhou."

"That's an exaggeration. I wouldn't say monopolizing; I've just been a bit luckier than most," Zhang Ziyu replied humbly. Every time he thought of Chen Pingping's possessions, he instantly felt like his title as Son of the Fate Energy was a sham. So shabby.

Now, hearing these flattering words from Chen Pingping, he panicked instantly.

Chen Pingping said firmly, "Mr. Zhang, don't be modest. I'd love to be friends with a Son of the Fate Energy, and of course, my elder brother would too."

Elder brother? Yue Wuxia? She'd like that too? Zhang Ziyu thought, perking up. "Really?"

Chen Pingping replied earnestly, "Of course. When have I ever lied to you? By the way, can you tell me, when exactly did your luck start to get so good?"

"It's a long story," Zhang Ziyu answered.

"Then make it short."

"Alright, alright, let me think..." Zhang Ziyu gave a sheepish smile, then delved into his memories. "It all started when I was three years old."

Yes, that's right, three years old.

His father had taken him out, and he'd gotten lost. A three-year-old isn't very big, after all. He accidentally wandered into a dilapidated temple where there was a dry well. Then, quite by accident, he fell in. From that moment on, luck was on his side...

Once he was old enough to understand, he'd boast about it to anyone who would listen. Many from the Zhang Family went searching for that ruined temple and the dry well, but no one could find them. Later, Zhang Ziyu went too, but the temple and well had completely vanished. He was still quite bewildered back then.

As time went on, everyone in the Zhang Family, and even outsiders, simply regarded Zhang Ziyu's "adventure" as a fabricated tale. But as Zhang Ziyu grew older, his opportunities kept coming, and all sorts of good fortune befell him. The higher-ups in the Zhang Family were baffled, unable to figure out what was going on.

Later, his fame spread far and wide, throughout all of Huangzhou. Those who were skeptical came one after another to see for themselves, and through Zhang Ziyu, they witnessed the meaning of "Fate Energy."

For example, whenever a Great Opportunity arose, if Zhang Ziyu was present, no one else stood a chance. Or, if a powerful expert attacked him, he would always inexplicably manage to evade it. Even when young prodigies challenged him, Zhang Ziyu would inexplicably win every time.

After a while, those young prodigies, wanting to save face, stopped bothering with him. And Mr. Zhang, relying on his status as the Son of the Fate Energy, showed off constantly and lived a life of blissful abandon.

He grew more and more excited as he spoke, his story lasting for a full hour.

After listening patiently, Chen Pingping said with admiration, "Awesome."

"What's even more awesome is that I... I received the legacy of a Sword Immortal!" Zhang Ziyu declared, head held high, patting his chest. "Do you know about Sword Immortals? Throughout history, the only one who could be called a Sword Immortal is that legendary figure born on Incomplete Mountain—the Big Shot from our Human Clan's ancestors. He invented cultivation, founded the Human Clan, and made immortal contributions to its prosperity and continuation."

"Is his name Fuxi?" Chen Pingping asked.

"FUCK? How did you know?" Zhang Ziyu was shocked.

He'd never mentioned the name Fuxi to anyone. He always referred to him as "Sword Immortal" because it sounded more impressive; the name Fuxi itself, well, he wasn't too keen on it.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingping had uttered it.

HEH HEH! Of course, I know. I've even met him! Chen Pingping thought. He then explained, "You told me."

Zhang Ziyu was puzzled. "When did I tell you?"

"That night," Chen Pingping said.

"OH? OH OH? Now that you mention it... yes, the Sword Immortal's name is Fuxi. He looked at me, sized me up for a long while..."

"And then?"

"He asked why I was so pathetic!" Recalling this, Zhang Ziyu looked aggrieved. "How could I possibly be pathetic? I am the Son of the Fate Energy! Alright, I admit, my talent might not be the best, but... with Fate Energy on my side, I'm destined to succeed in my cultivation!"

...He can boast even more than I can, Chen Pingping thought.

Chen Pingping asked again, "And then?"

Zhang Ziyu said, "Then the Sword Immortal taught me a Sword Dao called Opening Heaven."

"That's a very domineering Sword Dao," Chen Pingping said, his eyes shining. "We should find some time to exchange pointers."

"Sure..." Zhang Ziyu nodded, clearly enjoying himself. After so many years, I've finally found someone who appreciates me. It hasn't been easy!

He continued, "The Sword Immortal also said that place was called Tiger Land and told me to go back and check on it periodically."

Tiger Land? Chen Pingping frowned. "Is there something special about it?"

Zhang Ziyu shook his head. "He didn't say. I was planning to head over and take a look since I'm back this time."

Chen Pingping laughed. "Take me with you. Perhaps that place has the Emperor of Medicine my elder brother needs."

Zhang Ziyu suddenly grew excited. "Right! We can ask the Sword Immortal if he has any Emperor of Medicine, and then have him teach you a few powerful Sword Daos! Then the two of us can dominate Huangzhou! We'll suppress all those Divine Sons and Goddesses we meet!"

SOLID! Chen Pingping gave a thumbs up. "My elder brother certainly didn't misjudge you. You're the one! Once you and my elder brother are married, we'll go annihilate the Divine Clan, sweep through the Ancient City, and become the foremost figures in the Nine Heavens. How about that?"