Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 688 - 687 Ping, I am very moved

WHIMPER, WHIMPER!

Zhang Ziyu burst into tears, sobbing so hard that his voice and tears came together. He clutched Chen Pingping's hands tightly, shaking slightly, and said with a choked voice, "Ping, thank you."

Chen Pingping felt embarrassed, "What's there to cry about?"

"You don't understand!" Zhang Ziyu continued to sob, "Since I fell into the dried well up until now, everyone in the family, inside and out, as well as the geniuses of Huangzhou, not a single person believed in me."

"How big of a deal is it?" Chen Pingping scolded with a stern face, "You're a grown man. If they don't believe, then let them be. You need to be strong. There's a saying that goes, 'You have to quietly grow, and then amaze everyone.'"

"What does that mean?"

"I mean, you need to train well and then use your great strength to amaze them," Chen Pingping said.

SOB, SOB, SOB...

Zhang Ziyu cried louder, "I understand, Ping!"

Chen Pingping nodded, "Good that you understand."

"Thank you, Ping, for resolutely believing in me when no one else did, and for agreeing to go meet the Sword Immortal with me." Zhang Ziyu's voice was choked with emotion, and as he spoke, he wiped away his tears, "Ping, I'm so moved."

"..."

Silly kid! How could you think like that? Why do you think I believe you too? If it weren't for the fact that only you can find the Fate Energy, I wouldn't want to deal with you.

Chen Pingping said gravely, "It's fine, my brother and I have always been by your side."

"Mmm... Ping, if only you were a girl," Zhang Ziyu looked at him.

"???"

For a moment, Chen Pingping broke into a cold sweat, feeling an impulse to pull out the Six Tao Emperor Weapon and smash him to death.

Zhang Ziyu then said, "Oh right, Ping, there's one more thing. The Sword Immortal kept on repeating something about a 'great tomb'? Said we must not let anyone open it."

WHOOSH!

Blackhead Duck instantly crowded in, its tiny head pushing up close to Zhang Ziyu, its bean-sized eyes glaring intently at him, "Kid, what did you just say about a 'great tomb'?"

Zhang Ziyu pursed his lips, ignoring it.

Blackhead Duck immediately became enraged, flapping its wings as if to attack him, but was picked up by Chen Pingping and kicked away.

Chen Pingping then turned to Zhang Ziyu, "Continue."

Based on the bits and pieces narrated by Zhang Ziyu, Chen Pingping was almost certain about one thing: the Fate Energy was not on him, nor within the Zhang Family. It was beneath an old temple, under a dry well...

However, the hillside and the dry well mysteriously disappeared afterward.

This was also the reason why people didn't believe Zhang Ziyu.

He himself felt quite aggrieved.

Below the dried well, known as "Tiger Land," was a fellow called the Sword Immortal who had given him the Sword Immortal Heritage, instructing him to return occasionally to check on it.

But the more Chen Pingping thought about it, the weirder it seemed. Wasn't it supposed to have disappeared? How had he entered the dry well all these years? And why did he have to return periodically? Was the 'great tomb' the Sword Immortal mentioned connected to the Fate Energy? And one more thing puzzled him: the Sword Immortal was a Big Shot from the Era of Creation. Fuck... why would he appear in this era? Something was not right. The whole story, from start to finish, smacked of mystery. It was just him; if Little Black Dog were here, it would shake its head after hearing all this.

But Chen Pingping did not ask too much, fearing the guy might start crying again, which would be hard to manage.

Moreover, in two more days, they would enter the lands of Huangzhou, and then the truth would be known.

After the conversation with Zhang Ziyu ended, Chen Pingping picked up Blackhead Duck with one hand.

The latter felt indignant, "Human kid, I warn you, if you keep treating this Emperor rudely, I shall have to use Great Divine Power."

"Speak! What's this about the 'great tomb'?" Chen Pingping asked.

"HMPH!"

"Are you going to talk or not?"

"No!"

"Fine, you're tough. Now I'm going to chuck you back into the Heaven Tao Stone," Chen Pingping threatened viciously.

"..."

Fuck! This back-stabber. Can't beat me, so he resorts to threats. Blackhead Duck really wanted to flee from here, but it was also afraid of "Mao Qiu", and to make things worse, there was an Ancient Phoenix nearby, ready to suppress it with its bloodline. By then, it figured it might have to return to the Heaven Tao Stone to reside. Just the thought of it made its scalp tingle.

Blackhead Duck grunted, "Want to know about the big tomb? Beg me!"

Chen Pingping stood up.

"Wait, I was kidding, I'll tell you, I'll tell everything..." Blackhead Duck quickly surrendered as he saw the direction Chen Pingping was moving was towards where Mao Qiu was sleeping.

"Speak!"

"It's said that the Human Sword Immortal slew a Big Shot in Huangzhou," said Blackhead Duck.

A Big Shot of the Divine Clan is called a Great Divine.

The battle shook the heavens and earth.

The Sword Immortal then buried the body in the lands of Huangzhou and set up a grand scheme to suppress it, to prevent the Divine Big Shot from coming back to life.

With that explanation, Chen Pingping suddenly found the story Zhang Ziyu had told him to be more coherent.

The Sword Immortal left a setup to suppress the body of the Divine Big Shot, hence... he chose a successor, which was Zhang Ziyu. In fact, he wanted Zhang Ziyu to take over the suppressing duty before he exhausted himself. But the Sword Immortal never expected that this idiot Zhang Ziyu was a total disaster. Apart from bragging, he lacked any real skill. Years had gone by, and not once had he utilized his Sword Immortal Heritage. It was one thing for others to refrain from taking action, but his inability to exert his powers might also be a problem. Thus, the issue of the successor was likely a lost cause. So that means? Is the big tomb starting to get loose? Is the suppressed body of the Divine Clan Big Shot coming back to life again?

Suddenly, Chen Pingping sharply caught on to something and stared intently at Blackhead Duck, "I heard you like tomb-robbing."

"Nonsense, how could I possibly rob tombs? That's immoral. I'd be struck by lightning. I'm just a mover of other people's property…" Blackhead Duck quibbled.

"So? You've been studying it for a long time?"

"..."

Damn it? Blackhead Duck suddenly realized it had been duped by a young whippersnapper.

This time, it simply shut its beak.

That big tomb was its trump card. It couldn't possibly spill everything.

Chen Pingping couldn't be bothered to ask further. He tossed it aside and lay quietly on the deck to ponder his life.

Six Tao Emperor Weapon. Fate Energy. Sword Immortal. Divine Clan Big Shot. Thinking about it, there seemed to be a path in the depths of his mind, no... someone ahead of him was drawing a road, and he followed it unwittingly. It was like guidance.

He suddenly stood up, his brows tightly furrowed, then shook his head in an attempt to cast off the messy thoughts completely.

It was quite effective. He drifted off into a sleepy daze. When he woke up, the flying ship had already stopped.

They had successfully arrived at Huangzhou.

Chen Pingping stretched lazily and stood on the deck, looking down upon the lands of Huangzhou like a high and mighty figure.

"AAAHHH! I, Mr. Zhang, am back again," Zhang Ziyu couldn't hide his excitement. This time, he had gained a lot. He had won Yue Wuxia's approval and met Chen Pingping, who believed in him.

Thinking about it, he glanced at Chen Pingping, "Ping."

Chen Pingping nodded, "Understood."

Just then, the two young geniuses from the Zhang Family, Zhang Luoshan and Zhang Wu, came flying over from afar. Although they were still at a distance, their voices could be heard, "HAHAHA, Ziyu, you're finally back."