Chapter 734: The Kongkong Crown Prince Is About to Spit Blood

Fifty-fifty?

No way!

Is this the fifty-fifty that even the Great Lun Ming Wang fears to hear of?

"This thing… I've heard of it from the Great Lun Ming Wang!" He Pingsheng spoke honestly.

"Hehehe…" Wang Dun said: "I had one before, but I gave it to that woman… damn, wasted!"

"That old hag was too old, I couldn't beat her!"

"But luckily, now that I've seen you, I've got another fresh one—because of the one-time encounter rule, I can't use it, so take it!"

"This thing… is quite excellent, hehe… after you use it, even a Mahayana Emperor at peak realm, or even a scattered immortal, will be matched evenly with you!"

He Pingsheng took a deep breath, then sent a thread of soul awareness deep into the fifty-fifty talisman.

Soon, information surfaced in He Pingsheng's mind.

Name: Fifty-Fifty Immortal Talisman.

Rank: Seventh-grade, Supreme quality!

Effect: After use, a special mark-link forms between user and target; from then on, their combat power becomes perfectly equal!

No way, so this is what fifty-fifty means?

Good item, could be strengthened.

No…

This item is already Supreme quality—can't be enhanced further with the Treasure Basin, but… I can use the Treasure Basin to replicate one.

Then I'll have two!

"Little brother, I've given you such a great thing—do you have anything good for me?" Wang Dun stared eagerly at He Pingsheng: "That death-substitute doll you gave me before? I already used it… damn… that damn Kongkong Emperor, this bastard made me waste a doll!"

He Pingsheng smirked: "No… if you need elixirs, I have six-grade 【Judo Dan】, all elemental types!"

"Also Supreme quality—want some?"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng's spiritual sense swept over Wang Dun.

Wang Dun's cultivation base had reached Void Refinement, tenth layer.

No way, Master Wang is truly Master Wang—always ahead of his little brother.

"I don't want that!" Wang Dun waved his hand: "Little brother… keep pushing, work hard!"

"When we get back, let's climb the 【Stone Platform Heavenly Stair】 together—let's astound the world, how about it?"

He Pingsheng's blood boiled from Wang Dun's words—he nodded immediately: "Fine, I'll accompany you, Senior Brother!"

"Good, it's settled—don't you dare break your word!"

At that moment, someone shouted again: "Heavenly Buddha Emperor Domain, prodigies arrive—please take your seats!"

Swish…

He Pingsheng and Wang Dun turned their heads simultaneously toward the entrance.

Heavenly Buddha Emperor Domain!

That's Mingyue's territory!

Sure enough, both He Pingsheng and Wang Dun saw Mingyue Buddha Master.

His cultivation had reached Void Refinement's peak, just one layer away from Body Integration.

Very strong.

Wonder if his clone has formed successfully yet.

Mingyue led the group, followed by male and female Buddhist disciples.

But none accompanied them—only ten people total.

"Amitabha…" Mingyue flashed forward, suddenly appearing beside He Pingsheng and Wang Dun.

"Holy shit…" Wang Dun was startled: "Mingyue… what the hell are you doing?"

Mingyue didn't even glance at Wang Dun—he extended his hand toward He Pingsheng: "Master He, you took one hundred and eight beads made from Buddha Emperor bones—aren't you going to return them to me?"

So he wants the beads?

He Pingsheng smiled.

Mingyue Buddha Master continued: "I was outmatched—I gave you the red robe as a gift, but that string of Buddha Emperor bone beads—you must return them!"

He Pingsheng waved his hand and produced the red robe, handing it over: "Take the robe—I don't need it."

Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly; his stunningly handsome face turned icy: "Where are the beads?"

He Pingsheng said: "The beads are gone… years ago, while traveling through the Tianhuo Divine Kingdom in the Jin Peng Emperor Domain, I encountered the Yinming Gale in a place called 【Jiuyou Tianyuan】—I used those one hundred and eight beads to stabilize the gale there!"

"They should still be there—if you want them, go get them yourself!"

"Amitabha…" Mingyue nodded: "I hope you speak truthfully."

With that, he turned and left.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no…"

Wang Dun looked regretful: "Little brother, you're foolish—why tell him exactly where it is?"

"Are you serious? That's not true, is it?"

He Pingsheng said: "It's true—I didn't lie to him."

Wang Dun said: "You're too honest—he'll go retrieve that treasure and use it against us—what then?"

He Pingsheng smiled: "Want to retrieve that treasure?"

"Hehe… it won't be easy."

Buddhist sects value compassion—I used that object to stabilize the gale, and countless cultivators pass through daily, relying on Buddhist power. If you, Mingyue Buddha Master, dare to take it away, you'll face the accumulated resentment of countless souls trapped in Jiuyou Tianyuan!

Taking the Buddha beads won't be easy.

"Kongkong Beast Clan, prodigies arrive—please take your seats!"

At that moment, another voice sang out.

The Kongkong Beast Clan had arrived.

He Pingsheng and Wang Dun turned their heads again, in unison.

They saw ten short, obese figures entering one by one.

All ten were Kongkong Beasts.

Leading them was the Kongkong Crown Prince.

Though their appearances were grotesque, each walked in with arrogant pride.

Boom…

As soon as they entered the hall, the Kongkong Crown Prince's massive spiritual sense surged outward, sweeping over everyone.

Quickly, he spotted He Pingsheng and Wang Dun.

"This…"

The moment he saw them, the Kongkong Crown Prince froze.

What's going on?

Aren't these two the same person?

How can they both appear at once?

Human?

Two humans!

They… aren't the same person?

Previously, he'd always assumed He Pingsheng's name was Wang Dun, and later he'd gone to great lengths to find a real Wang Dun.

Coincidentally, this Wang Dun had similar cultivation and bone age to He Pingsheng.

And he was also human.

So the Kongkong Crown Prince naturally assumed this Wang Dun was the original one.

What was he waiting for?

Capture him!

During the capture, the real Wang Dun's body was killed.

After capturing Wang Dun, the entire Kongkong Beast Clan—including the Kongkong Emperor—believed Wang Dun was He Pingsheng.

Now…

It turns out he isn't?

"Who are you?" The Kongkong Crown Prince used a space technique and appeared before He Pingsheng in an instant, glaring at him with hatred solidified into a crushing wave.

"Who is this guy?"

"Is he famous?"

"He's just a human ant—why are so many prodigies going over to talk to him?"

"Who is he?"

Before He Pingsheng could answer the Kongkong Crown Prince's question, whispers erupted throughout the hall.

Especially among those who had previously looked down on He Pingsheng—their words dripped with envy.