Chapter 882

A streak of spiritual power was sent by the Ice Xuan Empress into the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Nascent Soul cultivator, who had just fainted from fear, revived.

"Useless!"

"Just a name, and it scares you this much?"

Thud…

Before the Empress finished speaking, the Nascent Soul cultivator dropped to his knees and said, "Elder, I'm merely a lowly Nascent Soul. How could I possibly know about matters between immortals?"

"Even if you ask me, I can only tell you rumors I've heard!"

"Why don't you ask the Body Integration cultivators instead?"

"I… I really don't know!"

Body Integration?

Ice Xuan shook her head.

At this moment, Body Integration cultivators were truly hard to find.

If she could have found one, she wouldn't have come directly to this alchemy shop.

"Never mind!" Ice Xuan retracted her aura, her demeanor softening slightly. "I won't harm you. Just tell me truthfully—tell me everything you've heard, even if it's just rumors."

"Alright."

The Nascent Soul cultivator looked grim.

There was no choice—if he didn't say something, he truly feared she'd slap him dead.

Just unlucky, that's all.

"He Pingsheng is the shopkeeper of the Grand Void Alchemy Shop… He's extremely skilled at alchemy!"

"Everyone says he can refine top-grade pills even beyond his realm!"

"Of course, he's also said to be easygoing and pleasant to deal with!"

"He's been running his shop here for Qiba decades; people knew him only for his exceptional alchemy skills!"

"Back then, he hadn't reached Body Integration yet—he was a Void Refinement Level 11 elder!"

"Later, something happened, and He Pingsheng vanished without a trace!"

"Then, his disciple stormed the Mountain Spring Trading Society, claiming they had imprisoned He Pingsheng!"

"What?" Ice Xuan said. "Isn't the Mountain Spring Trading Society his?"

"No!" the Nascent Soul cultivator replied. "It is now, but it wasn't before!"

"Originally, it was indeed the Mountain Spring Trading Society that imprisoned He Pingsheng—they locked him away in the Imperial Palace, with the mastermind being the Mahayana Emperor Level 2, Tianyuan Thunder Emperor!"

"Then, at that very moment, He Pingsheng suddenly broke through while still imprisoned in the Imperial Palace!"

"And he triggered a heavenly tribulation!"

"Tsk tsk tsk… That tribulation was no ordinary thing!"

Ice Xuan listened to He Pingsheng's story, her expression darkening. "Cut to the chase—skip these trivial details!"

"Alright!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator gave a bitter smile and continued: "Then, He Pingsheng entered Body Integration and fought the Mahayana Emperor Level 2, Tianyuan Thunder Emperor, and killed him!"

"After that, the trading society became He Pingsheng's."

"Elder, I'm done."

"What?" Ice Xuan froze in shock—her entire worldview felt shattered.

Wait…

Mahayana Emperor Level 2.

Body Integration Level 1.

Meaning… he just broke into Body Integration and killed a Mahayana Emperor Level 2?

Is that even possible?

Killed!

Not defeated—killed!

"So… did Tianyuan Thunder Emperor really die?" Ice Xuan asked, unwilling to believe it.

"Dead!" the Nascent Soul cultivator affirmed. "Actually… I saw the final scene—Tianyuan Thunder Emperor died. Not only his main body perished, but his clones died too!"

Hisssss…

Ice Xuan was even more stunned.

Good heavens!

Not only killed—he killed both main body and clones.

"Huh…" She took a deep breath and looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator. "Tell me in detail—what exactly happened?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator: …………

Just now you said I was too wordy.

Now you want me to elaborate?

"There's really nothing more to say—it was just… killed!"

"The two of them exchanged only three or four strikes!"

"He Pingsheng used only two or three divine arts!"

"And he was dead."

"But… after he died, He Pingsheng used some secret technique to trap Tianyuan's soul and obliterated it outright!"

"That's why Tianyuan's soul and spirit were completely destroyed—he couldn't be revived, and his clones died too."

"So that's how it was!" Ice Xuan asked: "What merit or virtue did He Pingsheng have to slay a Mahayana cultivator with only Body Integration?"

"Did someone help him?"

"No!" the Nascent Soul cultivator shook his head. "It was him alone—his clone didn't even move!"

"Then was Tianyuan injured?" Ice Xuan pressed.

The Nascent Soul cultivator said: "No injury whatsoever!"

"Then… how could He Pingsheng slay him across realms?"

"I don't know!" the Nascent Soul cultivator said. "Perhaps… because he possesses Primordial True Thunder—he holds the Capital Primordial Thunder among the Ten Primordial True Thunders, and the Nine Heaven Mystic Fire among the Ten Primordial True Fires!"

"I…" If she weren't female, Ice Xuan would have cursed.

One person possesses two Primordial True elements—thunder and fire?

This…

"He really has such fortune?" Ice Xuan sighed. "But… why is this man unknown, never heard of before?"

"Oh, right…" the Nascent Soul cultivator said. "When you mention fortune, I just remembered! When He Pingsheng underwent tribulation in the Imperial Palace, he endured the unprecedented, unparalleled Nine-Nine Annihilation Heavenly Tribulation!"

When He Pingsheng underwent tribulation in this imperial palace, he endured the unprecedented and unmatched 【Nine-Nine Stillness Annihilation Tribulation】.

She only felt icy cold all over.

She sat there like a statue, utterly motionless.

This news was too shocking.

It had already stunned her beyond measure.

Nine-Nine Tribulation!

This man…

Could his fortune truly be this great?

"Elder… Elder… you…" the Nascent Soul cultivator called out several times.

"Oh oh oh…" Ice Xuan stood up, took a deep breath, then pulled out a storage bag and tossed it before the Nascent Soul cultivator. "Thanks!"

Without another word, she instantly teleported away.

Not long after, she arrived at the entrance of He Pingsheng's Grand Void Alchemy Shop.

Not long after, she arrived at the entrance of He Pingsheng's Grand Void Alchemy Shop.

Ice Xuan took a deep breath, tidied her clothes and posture slightly, then stepped into He Pingsheng's shop.

"Elder actually found this place?" He Pingsheng was also slightly surprised.

"Please come in!"

"Sorry, I don't have a private room—please sit beside the counter!"

Ice Xuan 's tone had softened considerably: "No problem… anything is fine!"

Bing Xuan's tone improved considerably: "No problem… just whatever's convenient!"

"I… I know my attitude earlier was wrong!"

"I now swear—I will take a Heavenly Oath if you agree to trade!"

"Also, I have here an eighth-grade talisman… please see if it's useful to you?"

As she spoke, Ice Xuan pulled out a yellowed talisman from her space.

An eighth-grade talisman!

He Pingsheng's eyes flickered slightly: A fine item.

"Alright!" He Pingsheng said. "Just take the oath!"

Next, Ice Xuan swore the oath, then handed over an eighth-grade talisman and a ten-thousand-year Red Spirit Citrus, exchanging them for He Pingsheng's divine art.

Next, the Ice Xuan swore an oath, then produced an eighth-rank talisman and a 【Ten-Thousand-Year Red Spirit Tangerine】, exchanging them for He Pingsheng's divine technique.

Of course, this divine skill, Ice Abyss, may be used but not transmitted.