Chapter 183: Instant Kill, Intimidation

Qin Mingyue!

After the wedding of Hou Muxian of the Hou family, Hou Muling set a trap to kill He Pingsheng and Cheng Siyu.

At that time, the two Foundation Establishment disciples she brought were Changping Daoist, killed by He Pingsheng, and this Qin Mingyue.

After Qin Mingyue killed Cheng Siyu, she fled in panic; He Pingsheng never expected she would show up in Dingxiang City.

Boom…

He Pingsheng showed no courtesy—he immediately swept his thick spiritual sense toward Qin Mingyue.

Qin Mingyue's cultivation base was revealed: Foundation Establishment, Level One.

When they set the trap at the Hou family, she was already at Foundation Establishment Level One; yet, after all these years, this woman's cultivation hasn't advanced an inch.

Still stuck at Level One.

Opposite him, Qin Mingyue, upon seeing He Pingsheng, was suddenly startled and immediately swept her spiritual sense toward him.

That sweep was enough to nearly shatter her soul.

She could not detect his cultivation base at all.

There was only one possibility: his cultivation had surpassed hers.

Hiss… hiss… hiss…

How could this be?

It had only been eight years since their last life-or-death battle.

Eight years, I haven't advanced a single step, and you—damn it—went from Qi Refining Level Eleven to a level I can no longer even look up to?

Thinking of this, Qin Mingyue trembled all over.

Back then, when He Pingsheng was still Level Eleven, she couldn't beat him; now that his cultivation surpassed hers, how could she possibly fight him?

Worse still, they were mortal enemies.

"H… He Daofriend…" Qin Mingyue stammered: "I think… our… our misunderstanding… can be resolved, right?"

"You know each other?" Xuan Yuan Changgeng's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, Brother Xuan!" Qin Mingyue's face was pale; she said: "A few years ago, I had a hostile misunderstanding with He Daofriend. I hope you, Brother Xuan, can mediate—I'm willing to pay any price to resolve this!"

"This…" Xuan Yuan Changgeng looked at He Pingsheng: "He Daofriend… this…"

He Pingsheng's expression was calm: "Brother Xuan, when I was still in Qi Refining, this woman set a trap to kill me!"

"Had I not fought for my life and relied on a few talismans I carried, I would have been buried in the wilderness long ago!"

"She didn't kill me back then—but she killed my senior sister!"

Here, He Pingsheng sneered at Xuan Yuan Changgeng: "Brother Xuan, how do you propose to mediate?"

Xuan Yuan Changgeng looked at Qin Mingyue as if she were an idiot: "Qin Daofriend, is this what you call a 'misunderstanding'?"

Misunderstanding?

You killed someone—and you call it a misunderstanding?

"This…" Qin Mingyue said: "The matter is complicated; right and wrong can't be explained in a moment. He Daofriend, you should understand—I was merely a pawn used by others!"

"Besides, we're supposed to work together to obtain the Mist God Flower—if we clash now, won't this journey be delayed?"

She hurriedly tied her life and mission together, hoping for Xuan Yuan Changgeng's support.

Indeed, Xuan Yuan Changgeng nodded: "True… if conflict erupts now, it won't be good. Let your dispute wait until after we obtain the Mist God Flower."

"He Daofriend, enmities are better resolved than deepened!" Qin Mingyue added quickly: "Originally, we weren't targeting you—we were targeting your senior sister, Cheng Siyu!"

"I never had any intention to kill you!"

"How about this? After this journey, I'll give you my share—and everything in my storage bag is yours!" Qin Mingyue gritted her teeth, heart aching: "I only ask to erase this misunderstanding—is that acceptable?"

Holy shit…

Before He Pingsheng could speak, the two beside Qin Mingyue both raised their eyebrows.

Too much.

She gave up her share of the journey—and all her possessions.

Is this really necessary?

He's only Foundation Establishment Level Two; you're Level One.

You can't beat him, but you're not going to die from it.

"Hehe…" one hunched old man chuckled: "Sister Qin, what are you doing? This is excessive…"

"I'm not greedy—give me half your things, and I'll handle this…"

Before the hunched elder finished speaking, He Pingsheng moved.

In his hand, a black banner snapped open with a boom and slammed toward Qin Mingyue.

Simultaneously, a golden figure crashed to the ground behind him.

Anyone who interfered would be attacked by this golden figure.

He was guarding against Xuan Yuan and the other three.

Qin Mingyue wasn't foolish—she had been ready for He Pingsheng's attack, so when he struck, she instantly raised a circular silver shield.

Boom…

The banner slammed into the silver shield.

The shield shattered instantly.

But as the shield broke, Qin Mingyue leapt upward, ready to fly away on her sword.

He Pingsheng smiled coldly.

Puff… puff… puff…

Dozens of emerald thorns erupted from the ground in an instant, striking with unmatched speed and wrapping tightly around Qin Mingyue's legs.

Flying away was impossible.

"Damn it…"

Seeing escape was futile, Qin Mingyue swung her leveled sword and slashed furiously at the thorns binding her.

The thorns could be cut—no problem there.

But every time one was severed, more thorns burst from the earth.

"He Daofriend… I'm wrong… I'm wrong… spare me!"

"It wasn't me who wanted to kill you—it was the Hou family, my mistress… waaah…"

As Qin Mingyue begged, her head spun, and within a few breaths, she collapsed with a thud onto the ground.

He Pingsheng waved his hand; the thorns dissolved back into wood spiritual energy and flowed into his body.

The golden Yellow Turban Warrior was also recalled.

Qin Mingyue, dead!

Behind him, the other three stared, dumbfounded.

Too strong!

Though one was Foundation Establishment Level One and the other Level Two, normally a single level difference didn't mean much in combat.

Yet he hadn't even used his full strength—and he killed her effortlessly.

It wasn't that Qin Mingyue was weak—it was that this monster was too strong.

The hunched elder who had just spoken insolently now wanted to bury his face in the ground.

He Pingsheng waved his hand; Qin Mingyue's sword and storage bag landed in his grasp.

"My apologies, everyone!" He Pingsheng bowed to the three: "I have a mortal grudge with this woman—I couldn't wait to kill her. As for her share of the effort, I'll make up for it with my combat strength!"

"Brother Xuan—is that acceptable?"

He Pingsheng looked earnestly at Xuan Yuan Changgeng.

Xuan Yuan Changgeng nodded: "Yes, of course!"

"With He Daofriend's strength, this journey will go far more smoothly!"