Chapter 1657: Teeth Gnashed to Pieces

Qing Lian's breathing became rapid as well.

He felt his throat was a bit dry!

His whole person looked like he was flailing his hands and feet, somewhat at a loss.

He wanted to walk a couple of steps forward and say a few more words to the young woman, yet worried his abruptness and rashness would startle the woman before him.

He Pingsheng looked at his pained appearance and said, "Daoist Qing Lian, calm down!"

"How the hell can I calm down?" Qing Lian had already sheathed the long sword in his hand at this moment and transmitted his voice across the distance: "He Pingsheng... that... what exactly is going on? How could you, how could you have revived my young woman?"

"You didn't kill Wen Buwan and Qiao Huizhu..."

As he spoke, he himself felt it was impossible, so he did not continue speaking.

He Pingsheng gave him a look like he was an idiot: "Daoist Qing Lian, can you swear now?"

Qing Lian said, "What oath is there left to swear?"

"My young woman is alive, even if you give me heaven-great benefits, I absolutely won't go looking for trouble with Wen Buwan and the Qiao girl again!"

"Rest assured, my Qing Lian's word is his bond!"

He Pingsheng's brows furrowed slightly: "Hm?"

"No oath, are you sure?"

"Cough cough cough..." Qing Lian hurriedly coughed lightly a few times, then waved his hand: "Wait wait wait... I'll swear, I'll swear... will it do if I swear?"

"Heavenly Dao above!" Qing Lian fluttered down, directly kneeling in the void. He tilted his head to look at the nine heavens above, raised his hand and said: "Disciple Qing Lian, today swears an oath here. In this life and this world, I will absolutely not commit any harmful act against Wen Buwan and Qiao Huizhu. If I ever harbor intent to harm again, let me instantly die under the nine thunders, heaven-punished and earth-annihilated!"

Rumble—

The moment Qing Lian's words fell, the sound of several golden thunders boomed above his head.

Although real heavenly thunder could not be seen, the sound of heavenly thunder was heard.

This indicated the Heavenly Dao oath took effect immediately.

"Fellow Daoist He, is this acceptable?" Qing Lian looked at He Pingsheng with an ingratiating expression.

He Pingsheng sneered: "Huh... I recall the Daoist wasn't swearing... how come you swore?"

"Just now it was agreed, if you swear you have to bark three times like a dog!"

Qing Lian Daoist's face turned black as a pot bottom: "Bullshit... this old man never said he'd bark like a dog..."

"That was what you said yourself, don't you spout blood from your mouth!"

"Fine fine fine!" He Pingsheng said: "You say I'm talking bullshit, huh?"

"Alright..."

He Pingsheng waved his large hand and collected Yin Pan Ying back into his magic treasure space.

With Yin Pan Ying temporarily out of sight, that Qing Lian Daoist instantly panicked: "I I I I I... I talked bullshit... is that alright, Fellow Daoist He, He Ancestor..."

"It was my fault, I talked bullshit, alright?"

"Hurry hurry hurry... let her out so I can have a good look!"

Qing Lian looked impatient: "Just how did you do it?"

He Pingsheng did not entertain his question, but instead asked with a calm face: "Are you going to bark or not?"

"He Pingsheng... don't go too far!"

"This old man... this old man... how could I?"

Qing Lian Daoist's face turned green, his teeth gnashing with a creaking sound.

He Pingsheng said: "Forget it, forget it... I won't force you either, boring... I'm leaving!"

"Remember the oath you swore!"

Finished speaking, he turned and left.

He didn't use any divine ability, nor did he activate that Spirit Roaming Grand Void technique; He Pingsheng simply turned into a streamer and flew away through the void evenly.

Just after flying for about half an incense stick's time, He Pingsheng saw another streamer catch up.

Qing Lian Daoist stepped on Immortal Dao golden light, catching up to He Pingsheng with a hehe laugh, crowding close to his side, squeezing out a smile uglier than crying: "Fellow Daoist He... Fellow Daoist He..."

He Pingsheng didn't even turn his face.

That Qing Lian opened his mouth: "Woof... woof woof... woof woof woof..."

He Pingsheng:...............

He stopped flying and hovered in the void again, looking at Qing Lian Daoist: "Senior, you really did bark, but three barks means three barks, what's the meaning of you gifting three extra barks?"

Qing Lian smiled embarrassedly, speechless.

"Forget it, telling you is no harm." He Pingsheng thought for a moment, "It's like this, the other side of the Xuan Mo Tian Xu is a large world the same as our Immortal Realm, called the Demon Realm!"

"I have a bit of friendship with the First Demon Saint Shang Xi Hong, my lord, in the Demon Realm!"

"She used the Demon Dao method to take a portion of Qiao Huizhu and Wen Buwan's souls and cultivate them, after ten thousand years merge them into one, then borrow a new body to be reborn, thus Yin Pan Ying was born!"

"To say she has no relation to your young woman is impossible!"

"But to say she is your young woman is also not right!"

He Pingsheng spoke half-truth half-falsehood, his heart without a ripple.

Anyway, you Qing Lian Daoist have no way to verify it, right?

"Fellow Daoist He... let's make a deal, how about it?" Qing Lian leaned close to He Pingsheng, an ingratiating smile on his face: "That... you see you're usually busy, cultivating and rushing to take revenge, Xiao Yin... oh no... this Yin Pan Ying, her following you is really inconvenient!"

"I'm different, this old man entered the Dao Yuan Peak realm many years ago, just unable to step into the Grand Unity major realm, so usually very leisurely!"

"You give this girl to this old man, this old man guarantees she enters the Dao Yuan realm!"

"How about it?"

He Pingsheng said: "How can that do... this is my slave servant, she has to serve me tea and water, wash feet and warm the bed every day..."

"He Pingsheng..." Hearing He Pingsheng say this, that Qing Lian instantly flew into a rage: "You... you you you... you've gone too far!"

"How?" He Pingsheng retorted: "I gave her life, I toiled for her for tens of thousands of years, she willingly became my maid—what of it?"

"Is that not allowed?"

"What business is it of yours?"

"I'll say it again—she merely has some connection to your younger sister; fundamentally, she is not your sister!"

"Very well!" Qinglian Daoist drew a deep breath.

He Pingsheng spoke the truth; he could not insist further.

But Qinglian this scoundrel could not let go: "This... He Pingsheng... old man here still has quite a few treasures; why not I give you some treasures, you hand over this girl to me... rest assured, I merely intend to impart some cultivation methods to her!"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "No need for you to trouble yourself... Yin Pan Ying was born with an affinity for Buddhism, already taken as a disciple by the Buddha of the Bright Moon Gate, now he is a disciple of Bright Moon!"

"Hmm... she should not, will not cultivate your Dao arts!"

"Then it's fine!" Qinglian said: "I can protect her!"

Seeing He Pingsheng showed no sign of relenting, this fellow pondered, then said: "He Pingsheng, just say it outright... what exactly do you want me to do?"

"I simply don't believe you went to all this trouble to come find me just to let me glance at that girl?"

He Pingsheng gave a hehe laugh, saying: "If I said I merely wanted to hear three dog barks, would you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Qinglian's teeth were nearly ground to pieces.