Chapter 666

He Pingsheng had originally been confused about the situation.

But then he suddenly remembered a problem: Wang Dun had repeatedly warned him to listen to advice and not come to Dalundicheng.

Then, after He Pingsheng arrived, he encountered news of his own wanted status.

The key was, that kid had stubbornly refused to explain why.

So the answer was clear: this business of sneaking into the Imperial Palace to steal and breaking into the Female Emperor's chambers was almost certainly Wang Dun's doing. And the kicker? He did it—and used He Pingsheng's name as a cover?

Damn!

You've got style!

Using my name, you bastard…

He Pingsheng's anger involuntarily faded.

Using someone else's name—well, honestly… it wasn't that terrible, was it?

No problem: as long as I deny I'm He Pingsheng, the Female Emperor won't catch me.

Even if she does catch me, one look at me and she'll know I'm not the person she's after.

"How far is this place you mentioned from the Imperial City?" He Pingsheng asked Zhou Qingmei.

Zhou Qingmei said: "Not far. With your Silver River Sky Shuttle's speed, it'll take at most two or three days to get there!"

"Good!" He Pingsheng drained the spiritual tea from his cup: "I have no interest in this Imperial City—let's head straight there!"

He Pingsheng's goal was to retrieve the Nine Heavens Mystic Fire.

Coming to this Imperial City was merely incidental—he happened to be nearby and decided to take a look.

I didn't expect to run into such a mess.

And just then, someone in the spiritual tea house spoke up: "Gentlemen, recently, in Fangshan near our Imperial City, a strange creature suspected to be of the Divine Clan has appeared—have any of you heard of it?"

Everyone chimed in.

"Divine Clan?"

"What Divine Clan?"

"I know Fangshan—it's just outside the Northern Gate of the Imperial City—but how could the Divine Clan come here?"

"Have any of you seen a Divine Clan member?"

"I've never heard of it!"

"Brother, could you clarify this matter?"

Almost everyone in the spiritual tea house turned their gaze toward a young man dressed in white.

The young man only looked young—his cultivation base had already reached Nascent Soul.

The white-clad man chuckled: "I don't know the details, but rumors say it's a chick of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan—the Four Divine Clans."

"That chick is around Soul Transformation level, yet hasn't taken human form—clearly no ordinary creature."

"Rumors say many powerful figures in the Imperial City have gone to Fangshan to capture it. If you can get a Divine Clan member, wouldn't that be… hehehe…"

"Bah!" someone said: "Then it has nothing to do with us—won't the Female Emperor come to take a look?"

Another waved his hand: "No way… if it's truly a chick, it's a genuine Divine Clan member, and if it hasn't taken human form even at Soul Transformation, it must be a rare variant. The higher one's status, the more they dare not touch it—otherwise, if the Heavenly Phoenix Clan finds out… hehehe…"

He Pingsheng's brow furrowed.

He thought of one possibility: Ting Tong.

Both were Soul Transformation level!

Both were chicks!

And crucially, both had not taken human form even at Soul Transformation.

Not taking human form at Soul Transformation meant at least eight or nine fortunes.

Ting Tong had eight or nine fortunes—exactly like the Heavenly Crane Clan's crown prince, Tian Yu.

So if this so-called Divine Clan creature exists, it's very likely Ting Tong.

Where exactly is Fangshan?

He Pingsheng suddenly felt an urgent need—he quickly unfolded a map and studied it.

Soon, he found Fangshan!

"Let's go…" He Pingsheng didn't hesitate—he grabbed Zhou Qingmei and left the spiritual tea house. After exiting, he looked north: "Teleport out first—wait for me outside the Northern Gate!"

Then the two activated their teleportation.

One teleport, and they appeared outside the Northern Gate.

After leaving the city, He Pingsheng immediately activated the Silver River Sky Shuttle and flew into the clouds with Zhou Qingmei.

He made no effort to hide.

"Holy shit… holy shit… holy shit… Imperial Artifact!"

Barely had He Pingsheng flown off when someone outside the Northern Gate stared at the fading silhouette of the Silver River Sky Shuttle and shouted in shock.

Countless eyes turned toward He Pingsheng.

But no one dared approach to seize it.

After all, seated on the Silver River Sky Shuttle, besides He Pingsheng, was a Body Integration cultivator.

Body Integration—even across the entire Heavenfire Continent—was a top-tier existence.

Half a day later, He Pingsheng piloted his flying vessel across countless mountains and forests, arriving at the place called Fangshan.

Fangshan was vast!

And its peaks were high, its valleys deep, filled everywhere with mysterious mists swirling between ridges and gorges.

Some of these mists even blocked spiritual sense.

That was why the Divine Clan beast could hide here without being discovered.

Otherwise, when those powerful figures arrived, a single thought would scan the entire mountain range—how could anything hide?

"Whizz…"

"Whizz whizz whizz…"

Several streaks of light flashed past He Pingsheng.

Within a hundred thousand li, many cultivators hovered in the void, searching for the Divine Clan creature.

And every one of them was at least Void Refinement level.

Some were even Body Integration.

Why?

Because rumors said the beast had already reached Soul Transformation—if a Soul Transformation cultivator came to capture it, wouldn't that be walking into a trap?

Only Void Refinement and Body Integration cultivators could possibly subdue a Divine Clan beast!

"Friend, your flying vessel is impressive—could it be an Imperial Artifact?"

A cultivator in blue robes suddenly flew over and landed on He Pingsheng's vessel.

At this moment, He Pingsheng's vessel held only himself.

Zhou Qingmei had already slipped into the mysterious mists to search for Ting Tong.

So seeing He Pingsheng was only at Nascent Soul tenth layer, some minds turned greedy.

Like the Void Refinement cultivator now standing on his vessel.

Void Refinement third layer!

He Pingsheng's expression remained calm, but his mind grew alert.

He hadn't expected someone to covet his treasure so brazenly, right under so many eyes.

He could only say this guy was utterly foolish.

Even if you could steal it, the stolen item's origin would be tainted—others would have every reason to take it from you afterward—so what's the point?

"What do you want?" He Pingsheng regarded the Void Refinement third-layer cultivator coolly.

He wasn't afraid.

On the contrary, he felt a flicker of excitement.

Could he kill this bastard without warning?

Perfect chance to test my newly forged Eight Treasures Purple Cloud Needle!

"Kid, you're extremely rude!" The Void Refinement third-layer cultivator's face darkened: "You're merely Nascent Soul—shouldn't you at least call me Elder?"

He Pingsheng didn't answer. Instead, he asked: "You landed on my vessel without cause—aren't you the one being rude?"

"Hahaha!" The cultivator laughed loudly: "Whether I'm rude or not—it's not your call!"

"Only fists decide!"

"Kid… you dare to be rude to an Elder? If I kill you now, you've got no right to complain, do you?"