Chapter 670: Do Your Part, Leave the Rest to Heaven

He Pingsheng's eyes slightly narrowed.

He gazed at the sky where the Kongkong Crown Prince had departed.

From just a few fragments of the Kongkong Crown Prince's words, it was easy to deduce that this man was the son of the Kongkong Demon Emperor.

And he was the Crown Prince!

The key point was, the one who had just lost an arm to Zhou Qingmei's sword was not the Kongkong Crown Prince's true body—it was merely a clone.

As for the Kongkong Crown Prince mistaking him for Wang Dun, that was not surprising.

Because when He Pingsheng had loudly called out "Tingtong," Tingtong had called him "Wang Dun."

That was why the Kongkong Crown Prince had been misled.

Brother Wang… you got me hunted by the Dalun Empress; now I'm making you hunted by the Kongkong Crown Prince—doesn't that seem fair?

Hmm…

I hope you don't blame me!

He Pingsheng's gaze returned from the distant sky, then swept around: "All of you… who else wants to die? Come forward."

Those around him scattered instantly.

Even the Kongkong Crown Prince hadn't dared to interfere; though a few among them were Body Integration cultivators, none wished to invite trouble.

Now, seizing He Pingsheng's Phoenix would make them enemies with this powerful man, and later, they'd also offend the Kongkong Crown Prince—unnecessary, not worth it.

Worse still, they might even offend the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

"Let's go…"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless figures turned into streaks of light and vanished.

When He Pingsheng saw everyone had disappeared, he pulled out the Silver River Flying Shuttle.

"Wait…" Zhou Qingmei said: "I'll get his arm!"

Zhou Qingmei brought back a plump arm—it was not a human arm, but the arm of a Kongkong Beast!

The arm itself wasn't the key; the key was the silver ring on it.

That was Zhou Qingmei's real target.

"Go!" Zhou Qingmei landed on the flying vessel.

The Silver River Flying Shuttle accelerated decisively, flying toward the great tomb where the Nine Heaven Mystic Fire lay, instantly soaring into the high heavens to evade all spiritual senses, then gliding through the boundless void.

Smoothly.

He Pingsheng took out the Hongmeng Purple Gold Rod and released Xiao Feng from the magic treasure space.

"Wu…wu…wu… He Pingsheng… I finally see you!"

Xiao Feng burst into tears.

But she had no tears—she was still in her Phoenix form.

He Pingsheng chuckled, reached out, and ruffled her head twice. "Don't rush—I've got something good for you!"

He pulled out an elixir: a top-grade sixth-rank Transformation Elixir.

He had originally brewed one batch, strengthened it into two; one batch went to the Divine Crane Clan, and he still had plenty left.

After swallowing the top-grade Transformation Elixir, Tingtong instantly transformed into a girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen.

She wore a crimson Dao robe, her skin pale as jade, her face still round with baby fat—adorable.

"Come sit," He Pingsheng gestured for Zhou Qingmei and Tingtong to sit down. "Tingtong, tell me—why did you call me Wang Dun just now?"

"Oh, Young Master, don't misunderstand!" Tingtong said. "I recognized your voice right away, but I knew you were being hunted by the Dalun Empress, so I dared not call your name directly. I just shouted 'Wang Dun'—I figured you'd understand."

"Mm." He Pingsheng nodded, ruffled her head again. "You've grown up—and become clever. Hehe… so why are you here?"

Tingtong said: "I wasn't here originally. When I heard the Empress was hunting you, I figured you must be nearby, so I came searching for you. I never expected you'd actually be here—it's wonderful! We're finally reunited!"

He Pingsheng checked Tingtong's cultivation base—she had reached Soul Transformation seventh layer.

Just two or three minor levels below him.

"Good. Let's not talk about that now. I know you've suffered greatly—you've been through a lot."

"From now on, follow me—I'll protect you."

He Pingsheng comforted Tingtong for a moment, then asked: "What about the others? Who else ascended when you did?"

"I mean Tianya, Su Zhen, and the others…"

He Pingsheng watched Tingtong intently.

Tingtong said: "After you sent down the Rootless Grass to break through the bottleneck, Wang Dun was the first to break through. Soon after he ascended, I followed. Tianya and Su Zhen and the others will probably come later."

"Also… your sect, Grand Void Gate—Master Yuning has reached the end of her Nascent Soul cultivation."

"Besides Yuning, those who reached the end include Zhao Linger, Tian Xiaoqing, Xu Kunlun, and others…"

"And… your chief concubine… seems to have…" Tingtong paused. "Actually, Liang Huaqiu suffered the most—she broke through the bottleneck and reached Nascent Soul twelfth layer, yet still reached the end."

Hearing this, He Pingsheng suddenly saw Liang Huaqiu's image before his eyes.

He shook his head—he never expected this woman had reached the end.

It made him sigh.

"Enough." He Pingsheng didn't know if his son had ascended yet. He pulled out the last remaining 【Yin-Yang Teleport Talisman】 and activated it.

After activation, he placed eleven 【Sacred Essence Pills】 inside, along with other heavenly treasures, and inserted a jade slip.

The jade slip stated: each of Liang Huaqiu, Yuning, Zhao Linger, Tian Xiaoqing, and Xu Kunlun should receive one Sacred Essence Pill; the rest, if Su Zhen and He Tianya had not yet ascended, should be distributed by He Tianya according to closeness and kinship—to Su Zhen, He Tianya, Old Cheng, Xiaohe, Qiao Xiaoqiao, and Long Zhe. If any of them had ascended, the remaining pills could be handled as they saw fit.

The Sacred Essence Pill was a sixth-rank elixir that granted a Void Refinement cultivator an extra thousand years of life.

If used at a lower level, it could grant a Soul Transformation cultivator two thousand years.

But if given to a Nascent Soul cultivator, it could only grant a thousand years—since life extension could never exceed the original lifespan, at most doubling it.

Nascent Soul cultivators had only a thousand-year lifespan, so although the Sacred Essence Pill was powerful, it could only extend their life by a thousand years.

For these people, He Pingsheng could do no more.

A force that shattered the boundary tore through the barrier between realms and transmitted to the cultivation world.

The other end of this talisman had originally been in Su Zhen's possession.

Now, no one knew if Su Zhen or He Tianya had ascended—if they had, such a vital item would likely have been given to someone else important.

How it would turn out, who would receive these pills—He Pingsheng no longer cared.

He had done all he could. Whether the pills reached each person as he intended—that was up to Heaven.

"Tingtong!" He Pingsheng suddenly looked at her seriously. "Actually, you have a very good place to go."