Chapter 183: The Pig Who Changed Faces

"What?" Tian Peng doubted his pig ears had misheard, "You know the Lady of the Moon? Brother, don't joke—this isn't funny."

He didn't believe it for a second.

He knew Su Chen all too well.

A junior cultivator, barely even a Celestial Immortal… oh, no, now he's a Xuan Immortal.

But even if he were a Xuan Immortal, let alone that—even a Jin Jin Xian or a Da Luo Jin Jin Xian would be no different before Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun, an ancient deity who had lived through countless yuans.

Tian Peng figured Su Chen was just boasting, trying to win him over.

"Sigh, brother, I know you mean well, but don't lie to me with such absurd claims." He sighed, reaching out to pat Su Chen's shoulder.

But he quickly remembered his current form, and instead nudged Su Chen's foot with his snout.

"That one is truly beyond our reach. Let's drop this matter. Perhaps I really am fated to never be with Chang'e Immortal."

Su Chen stared at him, speechless.

Did this guy really not trust him at all?

"Marshal, I have no intention of joking with you."

Su Chen knew that without concrete proof, this fool would never believe him.

"Marshal, though your cultivation has been stripped away, your Primordial Spirit remains unchanged—surely you can sense this power?"

As he spoke, Su Chen focused his mind and activated the Hunyuan Golden Core in his dantian.

The next instant, a faint trace of primordial energy leaked from his Hunyuan Golden Core.

This energy was profoundly yin, icy cold—the very Taiyin Primordial Energy found only in the core space of the Taiyin Star.

The moment it appeared, the air temperature plummeted; a thin layer of frost instantly formed on the surrounding trees and grass.

The instant Tian Peng sensed this energy, his entire body froze.

His tiny pig eyes widened to their fullest, fixed on Su Chen, his snout filled with shock and disbelief.

"This… this… is Taiyin Primordial Energy?"

Tian Peng asked involuntarily, his voice brimming with disbelief.

He didn't need Su Chen to answer—he knew he hadn't mistaken it.

He had visited the Taiyin Star countless times while in Tiangong; he had felt the Taiyin energy there before.

But that Taiyin energy was fundamentally different from what Su Chen emitted—the gap was like heaven and earth.

The purity of the Taiyin energy radiating from Su Chen, the exalted level of the Taiyin Dao's essence within it—this could only be born in the deepest core space of the Taiyin Star.

This power was exclusive to the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun, the foundation of her Dao.

Not even outsiders—nor even her own subordinates who cultivated on the Taiyin Star—could ever touch such pure primordial energy.

Yet now this power appeared on Su Chen—what could it possibly mean?

It could only mean the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun had willingly bestowed this Taiyin Primordial Energy upon Su Chen; otherwise, with his cultivation, he could never have obtained it.

But how was this possible?

Tian Peng racked his brain, utterly baffled—why would the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun do this?

What was the relationship between her and Su Chen?

Could it be…?

Unconsciously, Tian Peng's mind conjured up some risqué, indescribable images.

A young, handsome junior cultivator… and a lonely goddess who had lived for countless eons…

"Sssss—"

Su Chen drew a sharp breath, and his gaze toward Su Chen had completely changed.

His eyes held a trace of envy.

"A true master! This is what a real master looks like!"

Tian Peng cried inwardly.

What is skill? This is skill!

Tian Peng looked at Su Chen, his gaze like a fan staring at his idol.

All his previous doubts about Su Chen vanished completely.

Come on—Su Chen had gotten the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun to give him her Taiyin Primordial Energy! How close must their relationship be?

This wasn't just "a bit of acquaintance"—this was family!

Tian Peng's mind raced.

If Su Chen could make the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun bestow Taiyin Primordial Energy, then she clearly held him in the highest regard—or perhaps even cherished him.

Then perhaps Su Chen could intercede with the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun, persuading her to allow Chang'e to descend to the mortal realm.

The moment he thought of this, Tian Peng's heart stirred again.

He looked at Su Chen, his pig face instantly plastered with a sycophantic grin.

"Hehe… hehehe…"

He chuckled foolishly, rubbing his snout affectionately against Su Chen's pant leg.

"Su Chen, from now on, you're my blood brother."

"I was blind before—I offended you, I beg your pardon. You're a man of great virtue, don't hold a pig's foolishness against me!"

"My happiness for the rest of my life depends entirely on you."

Su Chen was overwhelmed by the sudden sycophancy, his skin crawling with goosebumps.

He lifted his foot in disgust, distancing himself from the snout dripping with saliva.

"Enough, enough—stop rubbing, you're covered in drool."

"Marshal, your ability to change faces so quickly—wasting it on anything but acting is a crime," Su Chen said.

"Acting? What's that?" Tian Peng, confused by Su Chen's words, kept grinning, "But whatever you say, Su Chen brother, I'll follow."

He rubbed his front hooves together, eyes full of anticipation.

"When can you go to the Taiyin Star and speak to the Taiyin Wuqu Wuqu Xingjun about me and Chang'e Immortal?"

"Su Chen brother, I can't eat or sleep a single day without seeing Chang'e Immortal—look at me, I've lost weight."

Su Chen looked down at his rotund pig body and twitched his lips.

Lost weight? If you gained any more, you wouldn't be able to walk.

Watching Tian Peng's desperate eagerness, Su Chen sighed inwardly—this fool truly had a devoted heart.

But he sighed again and pointed at Tian Peng: "Marshal, I understand you want to see Chang'e soon—but are you sure you want to appear before her in this form?"

Su Chen cast a minor spell, forming a water mirror before Tian Peng.

Tian Peng looked into the mirror.

Inside, a plump little pig with black markings stared back.

Especially now, with that grin on its snout and those tiny eyes—it looked utterly sleazy.

"Is that me?"

Tian Peng glanced, his spirits plummeting.

Though he knew he'd been reborn as a pig, he'd never properly looked at himself.

Seeing himself now was devastating.

He remembered—he had once been a renowned beauty in Tiangong, noble, heroic, dashing.

And now he'd become this… this monstrosity.

"Aaaah!"

A piercing pig scream echoed through the mountains.