Chapter 513: One should not be too honest in life

"This... are you sure?"

He Ping was somewhat skeptical: "I just need to mention your name?"

Wang Dun said: "Old brother, you absolutely must trust me. My relationship with Zhu Que... hehe... you can rest assured!"

He Ping shook his head: "I'm not assured. Others are certainly not fools. If everyone mentions your name, would they have to agree to everything in the end?"

"I think it would be better if Brother Wang gave me a token."

"A token!" Wang Dun scratched his head: "This... I really don't have one!"

"Wait a moment..."

"I seem to have one!"

Wang Dun fumbled in his bosom for a long time before finally pulling out a storage bag. He said: "Old brother, I trust your character. You certainly won't open this storage bag in private!"

"I won't hide it from you, inside this storage bag is a love token between me and Zhu Que. Don't look around!"

He Ping took the storage bag and nodded: "Rest assured, I'm not that bored."

"I'm off. I wish you and Murong Xianxian a long and happy life together!"

"Don't!" Wang Dun said: "A harmonious union for a hundred years is enough. Old brother, don't be so vicious, alright?"

He Ping couldn't be bothered to chat about his private life, waved his hand and said: "Off I go, off I go..."

A long journey!

With He Ping's current cultivation base, it still took a full ten days or so before he finally arrived at Mount Wumeng in the southern part of the Nan Qi Guo.

Mount Wumeng is a massive mountain range.

Upon the mountain range, there is only one behemoth: the Wumeng Sacred Realm.

The Wumeng Sacred Realm not only has an old immortal at the Soul Transformation stage sitting in command, but also over a dozen Nascent Souls and more than a hundred Golden Cores.

Its strength is extremely vast, and it is one of the most prominent powers in the entire Nan Qi Guo.

Even when the three ancestors of Nan Qi Guo were still around, they treated them with great courtesy.

He Ping transformed into a streak of light and landed at the entrance of the Wumeng Sacred Realm.

Within this immortal sect, the spiritual energy was so dense it could almost turn into water. At the mountain gate stood a massive divine tree, and hanging from the branches of the divine tree was a giant boulder.

Inscribed on the giant boulder were four large characters: Wumeng Sacred Realm.

At the entrance of the Sacred Realm, there were eight Foundation Establishment cultivators wearing purple Daoist robes standing guard.

When He Ping walked to the entrance, the array on the giant boulder flashed, and his cultivation base was revealed, being inscribed onto the array.

It read: Nascent Soul Stage, tenth layer.

Seeing this cultivation base, the several Foundation Establishment disciples hurriedly stepped forward.

"Greetings, Senior!"

"Hmm!" He Ping said: "You don't need to be so formal. This humble Daoist has come to pay a visit to Ancestor Zhu Que. I wonder if the Ancestor is in?"

The gatekeeper dared not be negligent and said: "Senior, please wait a moment. The Great Elder will come to receive you immediately!"

A tenth-layer Great Nascent Soul had arrived; a power like the Wumeng Sacred Realm naturally dared not be negligent.

Don't look at how there are over a dozen Nascent Souls in this Mount Wumeng; those who have truly reached the tenth layer are only one or two.

Not long after, a fat Great Nascent Soul walked out from within the sect. He was the sect's Great Elder, at the eleventh layer of the Nascent Soul stage.

One look and it was clear he had encountered a bottleneck!

"Greetings, fellow Daoist!" The Great Elder said: "I am the Great Elder of the Wumeng Sacred Realm, my Daoist name is 【Yu Zhi】. Please, fellow Daoist, enter the sect for a chat!"

"Many thanks, Elder Yu Zhi!" He Ping said: "I am Long Zhe!"

Let's continue to use the disciple's name.

"Please!"

The two arrived in the sect's guest hall and sat down according to host and guest.

Yu Zhi said: "Just now, fellow Daoist said you wanted to see our Ancestor Zhu Que?"

"I won't hide it from you, fellow Daoist, Ancestor Zhu Que is at the Soul Transformation stage and has been in seclusion for years. She rarely sees outsiders!"

"Do you have any important matters to see the Ancestor?"

He Ping said: "I wish to ask the Ancestor to help me craft a few talismans!"

True Person Yu Zhi smiled contemptuously.

A Nascent Soul asking a Soul Transformation to craft talismans?

Isn't this a joke?

"This... I'm afraid that won't do!" True Person Yu Zhi shook his head.

He Ping said: "I have an old friend who is a close acquaintance of Ancestor Zhu Que, and this old friend even brought a token from Ancestor Zhu Que!"

"The token is right here in this storage bag!"

"I ask fellow Daoist Yu Zhi to hand this item to Ancestor Zhu Que!"

"I presume that once Ancestor Zhu Que sees this item, she will see me!"

"Oh?" Upon hearing that the other party had a token, Yu Zhi immediately withdrew his previous contemptuous gaze, and his expression became solemn.

He piously took the storage bag with both hands, then opened it right in front of He Ping, reached in, and pulled out an item.

It looked like a piece of clothing.

He gave it a light shake.

The garment was revealed.

Uh...

He Ping was instantly so embarrassed he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

It turned out that this so-called token was a red dudou used by a woman, and on it, a character 【Zhu】 was embroidered with gold thread.

This...

"This... this... this..." Having personally shaken out the Ancestor's dudou, True Person Yu Zhi was trembling with rage. He glared at He Ping and said: "Very well... Fellow Daoist Long, what is the meaning of this?"

"Are you here to humiliate me?"

He Ping was also stunned: "No, no, no..."

He hurriedly stood up and said: "Fellow Daoist Yu Zhi, listen to my explanation. When my friend gave me the token, he instructed me not to look at it. I didn't look, and I didn't know it was this thing..."

"I..."

At this very moment, He Ping was truly crying without tears.

Wang Dun, oh Wang Dun... I'll screw your grandmother...

You son of a bitch, you're trying to kill me.

If I had known, I would have looked to see what was inside. One really shouldn't be too honest in life.

Sigh...

True Person Yu Zhi closed his eyes, then with trembling hands, put the dudou back into the storage bag.

Once everything was done, he opened his eyes and said: "Wuliang Tianzun... Wuliang Tianzun... Sin... what a sin..."

"Good lad, I see you are insulting my Wumeng Sacred Realm by saying there is no one here..."

"Damn you!"

Boom...

True Person Yu Zhi didn't say another word and slapped a palm directly at He Ping.

The momentum was grand, the power infinite.

He Ping smiled bitterly and did not retaliate.

Bang! The spiritual power of this palm, carrying the power of rules, landed on He Ping's physical body.

Yu Zhi was startled; he hadn't expected He Ping to make no defense or resistance at all.

The next moment, the massive energy fluctuation instantly swept the hall into ruins.

The massive energy surged in all directions, continuing to sweep outward.

Within a thousand-zhang radius, countless trees were uprooted.

Countless arrays within the Wumeng Sacred Realm were stirred up, each instantly taking shape, like colorful large bowls inverted on the ground.

All eight Nascent Souls in the Wumeng Sacred Realm had arrived.

One by one, they surrounded He Ping in the middle.

Yu Zhi stared at He Ping and said: "Your Excellency has good methods, good cultivation..."

He had used his full strength in that previous strike, yet the other party didn't dodge or defend, and actually withstood it head-on.

This left Yu Zhi shocked beyond measure.

"None of you move!" Yu Zhi hurriedly stopped those fellow sect members who wanted to attack.

He knew that the guy in front of him was either playing the pig to eat the tiger, or was a peerless expert hiding his cultivation.

He was not to be provoked lightly.