Chapter 943: Where in the World Do I Get a Reputation for Being Lecherous?

After hearing Gu Miaochen’s words, He Pingsheng fell into thought for several breaths.

He Pingsheng was currently very powerful.

But when facing a Transcendent Immortal, he could only hope to survive.

He had no chance of victory.

Especially since there were three Transcendent Immortals.

If the enemy possessed a powerful being skilled in spatial arts, or a magic treasure capable of sealing the void, He Pingsheng himself might perish.

Of course, right now all five of He Pingsheng’s avatars were outside, so even if he died, he wasn’t afraid.

He could be reborn.

But why not take advantage of someone sharing some of the pressure?

Especially since, in He Pingsheng’s plan, he had always intended to let the Witch Clan handle the dirty work.

“Cooperation isn’t out of the question!” He Pingsheng said. “The grudge between me and your Witch Clan was erased the moment I slew your three Mahayana Emperor-levels!”

“Otherwise, the other nine Witch Emperors could never have escaped the Golden Bitter Immortal Domain alive!”

“Good!” Gu Miaochen exhaled in relief. “Then let bygones be bygones—we won’t pursue past grievances!”

“He Daoist, though I am not as strong as you, I assure you my combat power is no weakling’s!”

“If we cooperate, I can lead the Witch Clan to at least block the Dragon Clan’s reinforcements to their Phoenix Clan!”

He Pingsheng’s eyes flashed with light: Impressive!

He himself had no confidence he could hold off the Dragon Clan.

Could this woman really be this strong?

“My grudge with the Phoenix Clan stems from these Phoenix Emperors!” He Pingsheng said. “So I will only execute the ringleaders—wipe out every single Mahayana Emperor and Body Integration cultivator among them!”

“Agreed!” Gu Miaochen said. “The Phoenix Clan nearly exterminated our entire Witch Clan. Hmph… the remaining Phoenix descendants, leave them to me!”

“To be honest with you, my other Witch Emperors have long been stationed around the Immortal Flame Mountain!”

“I swear not a single Phoenix will escape the Immortal Flame Mountain!”

“The Phoenix Clan must be erased from this spiritual realm!”

He Pingsheng asked: “Gu Daoist, aren’t you worried about karmic retribution?”

“Karmic retribution?” Gu Miaochen said. “They slaughtered my entire Witch Clan and stole our sacred relic. Now, for me to kill them is merely revenge. If Heaven is just, it will not impose karmic retribution!”

“Even if karmic retribution falls, I have no regrets!”

“Then it’s settled!” He Pingsheng said. “I’ll go to the Immortal Flame Mountain first!”

“You watch the Dragon Clan!”

“If they make any move, stop them!”

“I’ll eliminate every single Mahayana Emperor and Body Integration cultivator of the Phoenix Clan!”

A shadow darkened He Pingsheng’s eyes.

The Phoenix Clan had forced his entire family into a small world and caused Zhou Qingmei to self-destruct.

Killing only their Mahayana Emperors and Body Integration cultivators was too lenient.

“Wait…” Gu Miaochen said. “He Daoist… I, uh… I have another request!”

“Speak.”

“Hmm!” Gu Miaochen took a deep breath, then pulled out a jade slip. “This is the formula for a Grade Nine elixir: [Earth Mother Blood Pill]!”

“To be honest, Daoist, when I fought the Phoenix and Dragon Transcendent Immortals, I was struck and lost my primordial essence. Though my wounds have healed, the lost primordial essence and blood qi cannot be restored quickly!”

“It’s not that it’s impossible to restore!”

“But our Witch Clan requires our sacred relic, the [Blood Pool], to replenish blood qi—and now our Blood Pool has been stolen by the Phoenix Clan, and we cannot recover it anytime soon!”

“So I humbly beg you to brew a batch of [Earth Mother Blood Pills] for me!”

“I’ve already inquired—you could easily brew Grade Eight elixirs when you were Body Integration. Now that you’ve reached Mahayana Emperor level, brewing a Grade Nine should be no problem, right?”

He Pingsheng sneered: “It’s not a problem at all!”

“But what quality do you want?”

Gu Miaochen said: “Of course, the higher the quality, the better!”

“If you can make supreme-grade, that would be even better!”

He Pingsheng nodded: “Fine… you know the rules, no need for me to repeat them!”

“Twenty batches of materials for one batch of supreme-grade elixir.”

“Give me the materials, and I’ll brew it for you immediately!”

He Pingsheng extended his hand toward Gu Miaochen.

Gu Miaochen’s face instantly darkened: “I… I don’t have any!”

“He Daoist, you may not know—the [Earth Mother Blood Pill] is a Grade Nine elixir, on par with the [Feast Immortal Pill], and its ingredients are even harder to find than those of the Feast Immortal Pill!”

“I only have one batch—and that single batch is what my Witch Clan accumulated over countless ten-thousand-year spans!”

“I don’t even have two batches, let alone twenty!”

Gu Miaochen’s face was filled with bitterness.

“Then how about this!” He Pingsheng said. “I won’t ask for twenty batches of materials. After I brew the supreme-grade Earth Mother Blood Pills, I’ll give you two pills—the other ten are mine!”

“That should be fine, right?”

“This…” Gu Miaochen continued to frown. “This… won’t work!”

“He Daoist, I’m special—if I consume one supreme-grade pill, I can fully restore my injuries!”

“You know our Witch Clan has no Primordial Spirit and no mastery of laws—we fight by consuming blood qi. Especially when I activate the Witch God Golden Body technique, only with this supreme-grade Earth Mother Blood Pill can I match a Transcendent Immortal in battle!”

“Without this pill, I cannot possibly stand against a Transcendent Immortal!”

“Previously, when I fought Transcendent Immortals, I relied on my Witch Clan’s Blood Pool!”

Hearing this, He Pingsheng understood.

Gu Miaochen continued: “I know I’m taking advantage of you, but He Daoist, these twelve supreme-grade pills must all go to me!”

“Hehehe…” He Pingsheng sneered.

But he said nothing.

After all, they needed to unite against the Dragon and Phoenix Clans.

If he could help, he might as well.

Seeing He Pingsheng seemed reluctant, Gu Miaochen hurriedly added: “He Daoist… this matter concerns the survival of my entire Witch Clan… please, give me all twelve supreme-grade pills!”

“If we win this battle, afterward…”

“I will do anything for you!”

“I can bear you children…”

As she said this, her cheeks flushed crimson.

He Pingsheng shook his head: “I have no interest in you.”

Gu Miaochen instantly felt humiliated; her shyness turned to rage: “Aren’t you surrounded by women?”

“Everyone says you’re obsessed with beauty!”

What the hell…

He Pingsheng nearly spat blood: Is this really my reputation?

Am I lecherous?

Am I more lecherous than Wang Dun?

“This is a misunderstanding!” He Pingsheng’s face turned dark. “I haven’t… I’m not a stud!”

Thinking back, it was truly a bitter tale.

He Pingsheng’s women!

Qiao Huizhu—no question, she was lawfully wed.

Su Zhen—she was forced upon him by scheming, and they became intimate against his will.

The Great Lun Emperor—he became his husband in a dream, and only later did any affection develop.

So what?

Am I lecherous because of this?

My senior concubine Liang Huaqiu—I never touched her!

My maid Zhou Qingmei—I never took her virginity!

Even the stunning Xihu True Person left me utterly unmoved.

Where in the world do I get this reputation for being lecherous?

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