Chapter 305: Chapter 305 The Enemy of My Enemy
"Who was your accomplice?" she asked.
"..."
"Where is my Second Senior Sister?"
"Oh, I can’t kill you. I wouldn’t dare." Those dark eyes were filled with kindness and simplicity, yet when her hands moved, they were like those of a demon.
No! It was a demon wearing the guise of kindness.
Jin Lun had no idea what to say anymore. He didn’t want to speak; he just wished for death.
Zi Ji seemed to realize she had made a mistake and took out a Spirit Pill, approaching him.
Seeing this, Jin Lun panicked. "Wait, don’t come over here! I don’t need a Spirit Pill!"
He was afraid. His heart was filled with a distrustful fear of Guang Xiaoyu and Zi Ji. Even though he sensed that it really was a Spirit Pill, he still felt there was something wrong with it.
But Zi Ji didn’t allow him to refuse. She raised her hand, stuffed the Spirit Pill into his mouth, and forcefully fed it to him, saying, "Eat it, and your limbs will grow back very soon."
MMPH! MMPH! MMPH!
Jin Lun wanted to refuse, but her power was so peculiar that he had no time to resist. The Spirit Pill was already inside him, and tremendous Vitality Power coursed through his entire being, beginning to heal his internal injuries.
It was indeed a Spirit Pill.
Jin Lun was moved beyond words!
But Zi Ji had another sentence to follow...
"Once your limbs have grown back, I can chop them off again." Her face still held an expression of naive cheerfulness, simplicity, and kindness.
Jin Lun’s expression remained blank; he had given up struggling. His desire remained the same: only to die.
He glanced over at the still-slumbering Qiongqi, feeling that this beast had already awakened but simply hadn’t opened its eyes yet—because it sensed danger, perhaps?
At that moment, Chen Shixian rushed in excitedly. "Great, I’ve found a way! Huh? Where’s Guang Xiaoyu?"
Zi Ji answered, "Seems like she went to the Spirit Realm."
"How did she go?" Chen Shixian’s eyes widened. "Why didn’t she call for me?"
"I don’t know either!" Zi Ji shrugged. "Chen, you just said you found a way? What way?"
"Oh, I read in an ancient scroll about the issue with the altar passage. If there’s no Array Master to open it, then fill the area around the altar with the blood of a peerless powerhouse to activate the passage," she said seriously.
Upon hearing this, Jin Lun’s eyelids twitched.
Zi Ji asked, "But where do we get a peerless powerhouse from?"
Chen Shixian smiled. "Well, don’t we have one right here?"
...
A breeze blew across the ancient town, lifting invisible dust.
Chen Pingping took a deep breath, ready to leave this place. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. In the Spirit Realm, which family holds a greater grudge against the Purple Gold Divine Clan?
He pondered this question carefully.
Although his own strength was decent and his combat ability considerable, when he burst forth with power, he could even shake a cultivator at the Peak State of the imperial path. But he was just one person, after all. The Earth Chicken’s Array was negligible when facing Emperor Tian; his mount could easily dismantle it. Hei’s Abyss Sword Tao was indeed powerful, but it had a fatal weakness. His Sword Dao was just Sword Dao; it completely lacked the grand profundities of the Sword Dao. He could only wield a sword, not Slaying God. Lan Xiuzhi’s combat strength was insufficient to help, and the Dean’s cultivation was already ruined... If he really were to face the Purple Gold Divine Clan, he needed companions, a powerful ally.
The Dean spoke. "In the Spirit Realm, all the superpowers have had grudges with the Purple Gold Divine Clan. They are not big, but not small either. However, when it comes to ’arch-enemies,’ we have to consider the Spirit Palace."
He paused, then added, "Actually, the three great imperial dynasties would be the best choice."
The latter sentence carried an implicit meaning. The three great imperial dynasties held grudges against the Purple Gold Divine Clan, but his—Chen Pingping’s—grudge with the imperial dynasties was even greater, wasn’t it? They certainly wouldn’t help him.
After much deliberation, only the Spirit Palace was left. For one, they were strong enough. For another, they did not fear the Purple Gold Divine Clan—provided he could persuade the Spirit Palace to take action.
Understood!
Chen Pingping raised his eyelids. "How do we find the Spirit Palace?"
"Unless the Spirit Palace finds you, nobody in the entire Spirit Realm can locate them," the Dean replied. "However... not long ago, a Disciple of the Spirit Palace appeared in the world. His name is Mo Lai, and a little girl named Jiang Ni’er is with him."
Huh?
Chen Pingping was startled and then remembered. There was indeed a little girl named Jiang Ni’er who had greeted him. He had smiled and nodded in return, without saying much. Now, looking back, he felt regret.
...
Night fell upon a quiet mountain glen.
Jiang Ni’er lay under a tree, her thin body curled up, shaking continuously. Her delicate face was twisted, her lips turning purple, her agony evident.
This state had persisted for an hour.
Mo Lai, standing watch beside her, felt heartbroken, but he was powerless...
The Heaven Insight Body knew too much; every opening and closing of the eyes was a small reincarnation, surpassing the Heavenly Fortune Tao. To maintain balance, the heavens had established a rule.
This was a principle of the Heavenly Dao.
Everything she saw would be transformed into equivalent pain. This happened at least once a month.
But for some reason, the frequency of Jiang Ni’er’s episodes had increased lately; this was already the third time this month. This was unusual.
After a long time, Jiang Ni’er finally pulled through. She slowly opened her eyes, filled with exhaustion, and asked in a weak voice, "Big brother, am I going to die?"
"Of course not!" Mo Lai comforted softly. "With your big brother here, how could you possibly die?"
"The third time," Jiang Ni’er said, her voice trembling. "I saw black skies and a land of pooled blood. People were falling into it... I..."
"Stop speaking," Mo Lai interrupted her. "You have the Heaven Insight Body, so it’s normal for you to see visions of the future."
"I... I don’t want to see it!" Jiang Ni’er shook her head.
To this, Mo Lai had no response.
A Heaven Insight Body not wanting to see visions—was that even possible? Clearly not.
An opening and closing of the eyes was a small reincarnation. A single night’s sleep was like a vast dream, spanning an entire century.
Mo Lai took a deep breath and gently patted her back, signaling her to relax.
At dawn, he took Jiang Ni’er and left, beginning their search for the ’Shadow of Heaven Insight’—Chen Pingping.
As it happened, Chen Pingping was also looking for them.
A few days later, they met.
Mo Lai spoke first. "I’ve heard that a young prodigy has emerged from the Purple Gold Divine Clan. He captured Lin Yuexin and also made a move against your friend Liu Yeqing. Hmm... I can handle it."
Huh?
Chen Pingping was taken aback. "Handle what?"
"Slaying Emperor Tian," Mo Lai said calmly, his gaze equally composed.
It was as though Emperor Tian were an ordinary cultivator, and slaying him would require only a single sword strike. He said it so casually.
The Dean was surprised; he hadn’t expected Mo Lai to agree so easily.
But Chen Pingping’s objective was clearly not just this. From the Heavenly Phoenix Imperial Dynasty until now, he had been provoking the Purple Gold Divine Clan, all for that Spiritual Beast. If he wanted to slay an Emperor Tian, why would he need to find the Spirit Palace?
Chen Pingping shook his head. "Can I meet your Palace Master?"
Mo Lai looked at him for a long time, seemingly judging.
Jiang Ni’er, beside him, blinked and said, "The Palace Master is in seclusion."
"Then who is the second-in-command of your Spirit Palace?" Chen Pingping asked again.
"If you’re not a Spirit Palace Disciple, you can’t meet an Elder." She smiled. "Do you have something you need?"
Just as Chen Pingping was about to speak, Mo Lai quickly pulled him away. Once they were in a deserted place, he spoke, "You have an ulterior motive?"
HEH HEH!
Chen Pingping laughed. "Spirit Palace Disciples are indeed perceptive. Correct, I do have another goal."
"Please speak," Mo Lai nodded.
"Can you make the decision on this? I mean no disrespect, but my matter is significant. It might require alerting the higher-ups of your Spirit Palace."
"I can make the decision," Mo Lai said, looking at Chen Pingping.