Chapter 385

"Want to run?"

He Pingsheng watched the rapidly descending amber infant and extended his spiritual sense.

A single Wu Xiang Bei Dou Nail, long nurtured within his mind sea, was pulled forth.

Whoosh!

The invisible spiritual nail pierced the void and slammed into the palm-sized amber infant.

The flying amber infant suddenly froze stiff.

He Pingsheng stepped forward, instantly teleporting to the amber infant's location and seizing it.

The amber infant is a cultivator's Nascent Soul.

After leaving the body, it is extremely fragile; even a minor attack can seize it.

"Spare me… spare me… Fellow Daoist, spare my life…"

If Kai, at this moment, regretted his actions down to his very intestines.

"I was wrong… I was wrong… Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I'll serve you as your beast of burden!"

He Pingsheng spoke coldly: "You didn't make a mistake—you were afraid."

"If Kai… right now, do you still remember why you tried to kill me?"

He stared at the palm-sized amber infant.

The amber infant wore a bitter expression: "Old man's greed brought this upon himself—all stemmed from desire. If you grant me one chance, I swear a Heavenly Oath: from now on, I will do only good, never harm another!"

He Pingsheng's expression remained cold.

Seeing he could not sway He Pingsheng, If Kai added: "All my life's savings in this ring—I give them to you! Just spare my life!"

As he spoke, the amber infant actually spat out a green ring from its mouth.

He Pingsheng sneered again: "This item is now my spoils—it never belonged to you."

"You're using my own property to bargain with me… isn't that a bit of thuggery?"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng retrieved the ring and tossed it into the Da Zi Zai Pearl, then suddenly pulled out a drop of 【Ice Plain Divine Dew】 and swallowed it.

Because he saw a streak of light approaching.

Soon, the streak landed a hundred zhang before He Pingsheng.

It was an old man in a gray Daoist robe, his face ordinary, yet his cultivation base reached Nascent Soul fifth layer.

"Senior Brother… Senior Brother, save me…" the palm-sized amber infant screamed at the old man.

The old man bowed to He Pingsheng: "Fellow Daoist, I am 【Ruo Chong Dao Ren】. Please, show mercy and spare my younger brother's life!"

He Pingsheng was not afraid, for at this moment, his Seven-Clasp Sharp Metal Armor was fully charged again.

It could withstand a single Nascent Soul-level strike.

Moreover, the Heavenly Fire Condensed Armor Shield he had just summoned remained intact.

Thus, he was unshaken and retorted: "Senior Brother Ruo Chong, when your brother tried to kill me just now, why didn't you beg him to spare me?"

That's right!

During the earlier battle between He Pingsheng and the two, Ruo Chong Dao Ren had merely watched from below, certain his brother—a full Nascent Soul—could not lose.

But as the fight progressed, his dread grew; by the time He Pingsheng swiftly slew his brother, Ruo Chong Dao Ren was too late to intervene.

His combat strength was even weaker than If Kai's, so now he dared not clash directly with He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng's single question left him speechless.

"Kai…"

He Pingsheng waved his hand, and a small banner flew from his ring—initially palm-sized, it instantly expanded to ten zhang!

The black spiritual banner swayed in the wind, summoning endless yin winds howling forth.

"Absorb…" He Pingsheng stirred his spiritual sense, activating the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

A powerful suction descended from the banner, forcibly dragging If Kai's soul from the amber infant.

"No!"

If Kai's soul screamed: "Senior Brother, save me! Senior Brother, save me!"

"Fellow Daoist… Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist… let's talk this out! I'll serve you as your slave! No no no… don't kill me now…"

"Kill me! Kill me quickly! Let me enter reincarnation—I'll be eternally grateful!"

"No!"

"No!"

If Kai's cries grew fainter.

Before Ruo Chong Dao Ren's eyes, He Pingsheng absorbed his younger brother's soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Ruo Chong Dao Ren's face turned pitch black, yet after witnessing He Pingsheng's battle with his brother, he dared not move.

The scene grew painfully awkward.

After He Pingsheng retracted the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he turned to Ruo Chong Dao Ren: "You clearly understand the full context."

"If you wish revenge, come find me anytime."

With that, He Pingsheng ignored him entirely, mounted his sword, and flew straight toward the Hell Abyss, disregarding the ban on flight within ten thousand zhang of If Kai Mountain.

Farther away!

Four Golden Core cultivators stood together, staring in shock at the direction He Pingsheng vanished.

"This kid… is truly reckless…"

One Golden Core first-layer cultivator in a golden Daoist robe muttered.

"Reckless?" The Golden Core eighth-layer cultivator sneered: "Young brother, he's not being reckless—he's strong."

"Too strong. Incredibly strong!"

"Indeed!" another said: "I've never heard of a Golden Core cultivator killing a Nascent Soul Ancestor!"

"This kid must have a powerful background!"

"And earlier, when we asked him for a passage fee, he paid quietly—how strange. With this power, why didn't he just smash his way through? Why treat us so politely?"

"Now that I think about it, I'm sweating bullets!"

Hearing this, the other three shuddered.

Yes—if we'd mishandled things even slightly, today's dead man wouldn't have been our uncle, but us!

"Listen up, all of you!" The Golden Core eighth-layer cultivator suddenly grew serious and stern: "From now on, no matter when, no matter who you meet, treat every cultivator with utmost respect. If they want to pass, collect their spirit stones and guide them properly!"

"If they don't want to pass, still point them in the right direction!"

"Otherwise, one misstep—and your life, your soul, will be snatched away!"

…

On another side, He Pingsheng flew his sword toward the Hell Abyss.

He felt no triumph after victory—only a faint furrow in his brow.

Had he truly won that battle?

Of course he had!

He won—and killed his opponent.

Yet he had burned through one 【Heavenly Fire Condensed Armor】. Without that talisman, he would have died there today.

He could not have blocked the final hundred and twenty-eight snowflakes of Ten Thousand Mountains Snowfall.

Moreover, If Kai True Person had been careless.

He never used a single magic treasure throughout the entire fight.

Had he used even one, If Kai would not have died.

Thus, in terms of true power, even if both sides fought seriously, He Pingsheng still could not defeat a genuine Nascent Soul fourth-layer.

But escaping? That should be possible.

Direct confrontation? Absolutely impossible. One misstep, and he might perish.

Still… no need to be overly pessimistic.

He Pingsheng believed that if he faced Jing Xin again, killing her would still be no problem.

As he pondered, his body arrived above the Hell Abyss.