Chapter 476

"What?" The lead Nascent Soul cultivator, upon hearing Su Huang True Person say this, shuddered and said: "Wait—"

"You just said seventeen people—when was that?"

The other six all stared at Su Huang True Person.

Su Huang True Person's face was pale: "Haven't you heard? About ten years ago, the Second Ancestor sent a group of Nascent Souls into the Master Tianji Absolute Zone to hunt down He He Pingsheng!"

Everyone nodded.

Su Huang True Person said: "Led by Imperial Consort, we seventeen Nascent Souls surrounded and tried to kill He He Pingsheng, who was then at Golden Core Level Eleven—no, by then he had already reached Golden Core Level Twelve!"

"Even so, with our Seventeen Southern Dipper Array fully set, he still broke through—and slaughtered four or five of our Nascent Souls in one breath!"

"Imperial Consort died in that ambush!"

"Sssss…" Everyone sucked in sharp breaths.

Golden Core Level Twelve was really that terrifying?

"Looking back, we seventeen weren't truly outmatched!" Su Huang said: "We panicked—that's what gave him the opening!"

"Wait…" The lead Nascent Soul interrupted Su Huang True Person: "Su Huang, are you saying that Nascent Soul Level Four just now… is He He Pingsheng?"

"It's him!" Su Huang said: "I'd recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes!"

"Fuck…" The lead Nascent Soul cursed outright: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Enough… you six, come with me right now…"

"Don't let this bastard catch up again!"

Whoosh…

After speaking, the lead Great Nascent Soul immediately transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

The others stared, dumbfounded: What the hell—just running off like that?

Where are they going?

But since the leader had left, the rest had no choice but to follow.

One by one, they turned into streaks of light and shot after him, teleporting seven or eight times along the way.

After half a day, the lead Nascent Soul finally landed atop a towering mountain peak.

The others landed around him.

The leader exhaled in relief: "Good… we're far from Dingxiang City now. It's safe to speak here!"

The others: …………

Holy shit—you're even more scared than we are?

"Alright, now everyone can speak."

"What do we do?"

He looked at the other six.

Su Huang said: "Leader, He He Pingsheng could kill Nascent Souls even when he was Golden Core. Now he's Nascent Soul Level Four—no sugarcoating it—if he wants to kill us, it's no different than slaughtering chickens or dogs!"

"I know this sounds harsh, but it's just a metaphor—and it's still true!"

"So I say, let's not waste time here scheming. Even if we rack our brains, we're still powerless against true strength!"

"Besides, He He Pingsheng holds the Heaven-Defect Divine Spear!"

"Su Huang's right," the leader nodded: "Let's return and report everything truthfully to the Second Ancestor—let him decide."

"Agreed!"

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

"Agreed—but when we meet the Second Ancestor, how do we make him think we're not cowards?"

"This…"

"We need to think about this…"

……

Several days later, a voice rang from afar, piercing He He Pingsheng's array and landing in his courtyard.

"He He Pingsheng…"

"Old man has come—come out and meet me!"

He He Pingsheng recognized the voice instantly: Jiang Yu, the Second Ancestor of Qi State, a Soul Transformation Level Three powerhouse.

Boom…

He He Pingsheng leapt into the void, red Fangtian Halberd in hand.

His spiritual sense spread—twenty thousand zhang in every direction, no sign of Jiang Yu.

Yet Jiang Yu's voice continued: "The city is full of civilians. Out of compassion, I won't fight you within Dingxiang City!"

"Come out!"

"I'll wait for you at the West Gate!"

He He Pingsheng looked toward the West Gate: "I'll wait for you at the North Gate!"

Whoosh…

He wasn't stupid—what if Jiang Yu was lying in ambush at the West Gate?

I'm going to the North Gate.

After several teleports, He He Pingsheng appeared tens of thousands of zhang north of the city.

He swallowed one 【Ice Plain Divine Dew】, then swallowed another, keeping one ready in his mouth.

Within a few breaths, Jiang Yu's towering figure appeared in the void.

Compared to over a decade ago, he hadn't changed at all—exactly the same.

"Sigh…" Jiang Yu sighed deeply: "I regret it… Had I ignored the Holy Master's advice and killed you back then, there'd be no trouble today."

"Now that you've reached Nascent Soul, you think you can challenge a Soul Transformation elder?"

Jiang Yu made no move—stood a hundred zhang away in the void.

Hands behind his back, he exuded arrogance, gazing at He He Pingsheng as he spoke slowly.

He He Pingsheng said nothing.

He only stared at Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu continued: "Everyone wants to be Wang Dun, thinking Qi State is easy to bully—yet they don't know Wang Dun is a Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation blessed soul… He He Pingsheng, if I recall correctly, you're only a Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, right?"

Jiang Yu meant no mockery.

He He Pingsheng nodded: "Correct."

Jiang Yu hummed: "You're too impatient… Only Nascent Soul Level Four, and you rush to lure me out—hahaha…"

"If you'd lain low for centuries, you might truly have become Qi State's greatest threat!"

"Now, Nascent Soul Level Four…" Jiang Yu shook his head: "You're no match for me."

"But…"

Before He He Pingsheng could speak, Jiang Yu shifted tone: "Still, I'm willing to make peace."

"State your demands—I'll fulfill them."

"But you must swear an oath: never again oppose Qi State. Agreed?"

"He He Pingsheng, for you, one oath buys everything."

"You won't lose."

"And today, you won't risk your life."

Jiang Yu didn't want to fight.

He felt something was off.

Though he knew Nascent Soul Level Four couldn't defeat him, Jiang Yu wasn't foolish—he knew He He Pingsheng wouldn't walk into certain death.

So Jiang Yu didn't want to fight.

He wanted reconciliation.

"Fine," He He Pingsheng said: "I hold no grudge against Qi State's others—but two must die."

Jiang Yu asked: "Who?"

He He Pingsheng said: "Two who once tried to kill me—one is you… the other is your current Emperor of Qi."

"When both are dead, I'll forget all past grudges."

"You seek death!" Jiang Yu exploded—his hand swept, unleashing a torrent of spiritual power that coalesced into a hundred-zhang sword, slashing through the void with lightning speed toward He He Pingsheng.

This wasn't a divine technique—just a casual slash.

He He Pingsheng wasn't unprepared—he'd been guarding against this moment constantly.

As the giant blade descended, his body shot away instantly.

Tenfold speed activated.