Chapter 319: Chapter 319 Why Bully Me
In the forbidden area.
Jin Yu’s face changed drastically, and he bellowed with rage, "You scoundrel, how dare you."
He wanted to take action, but being imprisoned there, he couldn’t step out. Helpless, he could only try to awaken Jin Wushuang...
BOOM!
Chen Pingping, his body wreathed in the Emperor Scripture, slapped down. His Dharma was solemn, and the power of the Emperor Scripture pinned the Spirit Vein firmly in place, rendering it immobile.
Then he reached out with his Divine Sense.
Emperor Tian was dumbfounded.
Guang Xiaoyu was also tongue-tied. It was the first time she had seen an expert of the Imperial Way display the Emperor Scripture so perfectly, and he hadn’t even comprehended it for a full day. The Emperor Scripture of the Lingyun Emperor seemed as if it had been created by Chen Pingping himself—powerful, terrifying, captivating.
Even though the Spirit Vein was resisting, roaring and howling, trying to break free from Chen Pingping’s Emperor Scripture, the latter was too strong. His Dharma was solemn, as if a true Great Emperor was making his move.
Eventually, the enormous body of the Spirit Vein was consumed bit by bit by Chen Pingping’s Divine Sense.
The unfolding scene was shocking.
「After a long time...」
The body of the Spirit Vein disappeared completely from this place, leaving only swirling dust in the mountain air, a huge crater spreading for hundreds of miles, and the sound of Emperor Tian’s wailing, "BOO HOO... You’ve gone too far! Bullying a handsome man who can’t even truss a chicken—what kind of feat is that?"
"Stop crying. Look how petty you are," Guang Xiaoyu glanced askance, amused despite herself. "Isn’t it just one Spirit Vein?"
"Just? *One*? Spirit Vein?" Emperor Tian’s eyes were wide with anger, and he trembled with fury. "Since you look down on it so much, why did you still steal the Spirit Vein of *my* Divine Clan? Is there any justice? Can we even reason about this anymore?"
Guang Xiaoyu tried to console him, "Alright, alright, we admit you’re a handsome man. Stop crying."
"It’s time to go," Chen Pingping sensed danger and said, "Emperor Tian, my friend, I’ll give you some Spirit Pills as compensation. Don’t cry."
Saying this, he tossed down several dozen low-grade Spirit Pills and added, "This is all I have to my name now."
Emperor Tian was choked with fury.
Before he could utter a sound, Chen Pingping forcibly took the Emperor Spirit and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"You damned things, you..."
"You’ve gone too far!"
"How can you bully someone like that?"
"BOO HOO... Give me back my Emperor Scripture, my Emperor Spirit, my Emperor of Medicine, my Spirit Vein! BOO HOO HOO..."
"BOO HOO HOO..."
"There’s no justice at all!"
"Oh, Heavens! Oh, Earth! Come and strike down these two shameless creatures!" Emperor Tian cried louder and louder, his sorrow immense, tears streaming down like rain.
「Not long after.」
Upon detecting the abnormality, the senior experts of the Purple Gold Divine Clan hurriedly arrived, only to find ruins, a large crater, and Emperor Tian weeping bitterly.
This scene, no matter how one looked at it, was bizarre.
Seeing the Elder appear, Emperor Tian cried even harder. With tears and snot streaming down his face, he ran over, clung to the Elder’s leg, and wailed, "Elder, you have to stand up for me!"
The way he said it, it was as if someone had done something terrible to him.
The Elder swept a glance over the ancestral grounds, his face ashen, and demanded, "Speak!"
Emperor Tian, still crying, recounted in detail how Chen Pingping and Guang Xiaoyu had plundered them.
After hearing this, the group of senior experts glared, so enraged they almost spat blood.
The Emperor Scripture, packed away? The Emperor of Medicine, stolen too? The Emperor Spirit, taken as well? And most unbelievably, he even dug out the Spirit Vein that survived for over 100,000 years! How did he do it? As unreal as it all seems, these are the facts!
"I... I did my best," Emperor Tian’s voice trembled, his heart filled with a hundred thousand grievances.
...
System Notification: Gained +2% recognition from Emperor Spirit. Rewarded 100 years of cultivation, 30 eighth-grade Spirit Pills, 50 eighth-grade Spiritual Medicines, and one Taia Swordsmanship manual.
Here it comes again, Chen Pingping thought. One mission, infinitely divided. He’d snatched away the Emperor Spirit and plundered the Divine Clan’s ancestral land, and damn it, he only got 2% recognition for it!
Chen Pingping rolled his eyes and looked back at the foolishly large figure of the Emperor Spirit. Although burly and possessing a divine countenance, it was as timid as a mouse, trembling uncontrollably ever since it had emerged from the ancestral land.
Spiritual Beast? Emperor Spirit? Wasn’t it said to have followed a Great Emperor?
He raised an eyebrow, feeling like he’d been duped.
「Several days later.」
After regrouping with Mo Lai and the others, news of the Divine Clan’s ancestral land being pillaged had spread, causing an uproar throughout the Spirit Realm. Everyone was shocked. However, the Divine Clan didn’t reveal who was responsible.
Upon seeing the Emperor Spirit behind Chen Pingping, Mo Lai knew the truth. His lips twitched as he asked, "The ones who robbed the Divine Clan’s ancestral land... it was you two, right?"
"Nonsense, we wouldn’t do such a thing," Chen Pingping retorted. "As for this Emperor Spirit, it’s simple. My junior sister and I pursued it, and eventually subdued and brought it back."
"Perfectly logical and reasonable," Guang Xiaoyu said earnestly, her eyelashes fluttering.
Mo Lai said no more, sighing softly. A sense of helplessness filled him as he muttered, "It seems the skies of the Spirit Realm are about to be overturned."
Rumors spread for several days. Although no one had a clear description of the culprits, everyone guessed who it was. During this period, Chen Pingping was the only one who had a grudge against the Divine Clan. He was also the only one with the audacity to commit such a shocking act. Truly impressive.
「Within the Ancient Dynasty.」
Huang Mingzhi was sweating profusely. "This kid, how is he so damn impressive?"
「The Heavenly Dragon Dynasty.」
The Prince also wiped cold sweat from his brow, saying, "In the future, if I see him, I’ll steer clear." I can’t afford to provoke him, but surely I can avoid him?
...
Chen Pingping planned to head back. Hei, Earth Chicken, and the Emperor Spirit were all capable of opening a passage, briefly breaking through the Spatial Barrier.
However, at this moment, Mo Lai returned with somber news. "You can’t leave now. The Purple Gold Divine Clan’s higher-ups are enraged. An ancestor who has lived for tens of thousands of years has been revived, and traces of Divine Clan experts are everywhere by the Mo River. The moment you are discovered, you’re as good as dead."
Chen Pingping: "..."
Guang Xiaoyu panicked.
"Two options," Mo Lai spoke up. "First, I cover your escape, but the chances of success are slim. Second, meet the Palace Master. He might have a way."
"Huh?" Chen Pingping was stunned. "Didn’t you say before that we wouldn’t meet him?"
Mo Lai nodded. "The Palace Master has been in a deep slumber and only recently awakened."
"What is your Palace Master’s strength?" Chen Pingping asked.
"I’m not entirely sure, but many years ago, he was already capable of killing a Lord with a single sword slash," he replied.
"..."
The Master of the Spirit Palace was highly esteemed, transcending the mundane world; he wasn’t someone anyone could meet on a whim. Even though Chen Pingping was formidable, having fooled the three major dynasties and provoked the Purple Gold Divine Clan, the Master of the Spirit Palace hadn’t paid him much mind.
However, Mo Lai had reported the incident of them storming the Divine Clan’s ancestral land, and it had thrown the Spirit Palace’s upper echelons into an uproar. To Mo Lai’s surprise, the Palace Master, who had been in slumber for many years, actually awoke. His first words were, "We can meet them."
But Chen Pingping was reluctant. His previous situation and his current one were completely different. Before, he hadn’t yet intruded into the Divine Clan’s ancestral land and had thus wanted the Palace Master’s help. Now, however, he possessed too many valuable things, including the Lingyun Emperor’s Emperor Scripture.
That thing belongs to the Spirit Palace! If that Palace Master has designs on us, what then?
Chen Pingping couldn’t bear to imagine. "Perhaps... we should just forget it?"
"I think we should meet him," Guang Xiaoyu couldn’t help saying. Her senior brother didn’t know who the awakened Divine Clan ancestor was, but she did!
Jin Wushuang, that guy proclaimed as the strongest genius of the Purple Gold Divine Clan in 100,000 years—those weren’t just empty words. Long ago, tens of thousands of years back, before Jin Wushuang had even stepped into the Emperor Realm, he could catch an Emperor Weapon’s killing blow barehanded. Oh my goodness!
Guang Xiaoyu was terrified.