Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Chen Pingping is Doomed
Experts from the two great dynasties had all come here to kill, leaving Lin Yuexin speechless. After all, this area was the Southern Land, surrounded by powerful sect cultivators.
Did the dynasty’s experts really have the guts of a leopard?
The enemies were mighty and numerous, their cultivation realms averaging the First Heaven of Emperor Tao. Lin Yuexin was beaten back repeatedly in just a handful of exchanges.
Her face as pale as snow, her expression tired, she glanced back at the noodle shop, feeling annoyed. They were all here to kill you, yet there you go, hiding and not showing up.
WOOF WOOF WOOF!
Hei barked loudly and came to her side.
Lin Yuexin glared with wide eyes, fury evident. You won’t even fight yourself, and instead, you send a dog to its death? It’s so small, what kind of fighting power could it have?
「Inside the noodle shop.」
Yang Qiuhua exclaimed, "His dog! That’s Chen Pingping’s dog! He must be here."
Before entering the noodle shop, Chen Pingping had left Hei and the Earth Chicken to the side, which was why he hadn’t been recognized.
Now, as powerful enemies attacked and Lin Yuexin could not withstand them, he transmitted his voice to Hei, ordering it to join the battle.
Instantly, the atmosphere inside the noodle shop changed once again. Everyone grew vigilant, eyeing each other as if facing a formidable enemy.
Yang Qiuhua approached and said in a low, focused voice, "Have you found any clues?"
"On the left side, that fellow sitting by the window is suspicious," Chen Pingping whispered.
"What makes you say that?" Yang Qiuhua asked.
"He has an extraordinary demeanor and doesn’t fit in with the others. Moreover, he hasn’t participated in the discussion, appearing deaf to it all—too calm and collected," Chen Pingping judged.
WHOOSH!
All eyes turned toward the man in question.
The man’s face fell, and he hurriedly explained, "If I were Chen Pingping, I would have run away by now, right?"
HMM?
That seemed plausible.
The cultivators looked towards Chen Pingping again.
"This is the cleverness of Chen Pingping," Chen Pingping said, his eyes narrowed. "The most dangerous place is often the safest. He didn’t run because he was sure you wouldn’t guess it was him, and indeed, that’s how it turned out."
The man: "???"
In an instant, an invisible killing intent surged.
Yang Qiuhua also looked ready to strike at any moment.
"You’re slandering me!" Lin Ruosheng shouted angrily, his entire body trembling.
Accusing him of being Chen Pingping? That was utterly preposterous.
He glared at Chen Pingping and declared, "I suspect that *you* are Chen Pingping!"
Chen Pingping responded calmly, "Trying to sow discord, are we? Rumor has it, Chen Pingping is skilled in the art of rhetoric. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have fooled the three great dynasties and trapped and killed members of the Purple Gold Divine Clan. What do you all think?"
What the hell!
Lin Ruosheng was so enraged that he drew his sword and charged.
HEY?
Chen Pingping remained composed, the corner of his mouth subconsciously curving into a hint of a smile. He wasn’t just picking on this guy for no reason.
Actually, it was because from the moment Chen Pingping had entered the noodle shop, Lin Ruosheng had been keeping an eye on him.
This person is a serious problem.
In that case, I, Chen, won’t hold back.
A cold glint of light flashed towards Chen Pingping, intent on cutting him down. However, Yang Qiuhua, who was beside them and already eager to act, immediately launched an attack to block it.
At that moment, others also started to make their moves.
Then, Chen Pingping added, "Now that his identity is exposed, he’s flown into a rage out of shame and wants to silence everyone!"
Upon these words, dozens of attacks targeted Lin Ruosheng.
The man continued his rampage, unable to contain his fury, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared fixedly at Chen Pingping, his fingers trembling, yet he was unable to utter a single word.
To them, he was Chen Pingping. Yes, *he* was Chen Pingping. He *had* to be Chen Pingping.
AAAAAH!
Lin Ruosheng roared furiously as a powerful Divine Weapon within him began to awaken.
Seeing this scene unfold, everyone trembled with fear.
A Sacred Soldier? No, it’s a damaged Sacred Soldier.
Yang Qiuhua also panicked for a moment and quickly retreated to Chen Pingping’s side. "He has a Sacred Soldier!"
"Misunderstanding, fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding." A man chuckled awkwardly, sheathed his sword, and retreated a few steps.
"AH HA! That was just a joke earlier; no need to get worked up..."
The attackers halted one by one. Watching the frenzied Lin Ruosheng and sensing the aura of the Sacred Soldier within him, they all broke out in a cold sweat.
"Get lost!" Lin Ruosheng bellowed angrily. "I’m not Chen Pingping!" He pointed to Chen Pingping and said, "That guy is!"
UH?
Some looked at Chen Pingping and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, he is Chen Pingping."
"That’s right, you’re correct."
"Ah! Chen Pingping, prepare to die!" Several people offered obsequious agreement, terrified that Lin Ruosheng might actually awaken the Sacred Soldier.
Even if this Sacred Soldier was incomplete, once awakened, it would be beyond their ability to resist.
Lin Ruosheng was so angry that he spat blood.
Earlier, when everyone accused *him* of being Chen Pingping, they had all attacked. But now that *he* identified the *actual* Chen Pingping, he was met only with flattery.
How infuriating!
"No wonder he dared to deceive the three great dynasties and slay members of the Purple Gold Divine Clan; so it turns out he has such a powerful backing!" Chen Pingping continued, his tone leisurely.
Yang Qiuhua was startled and hastily covered Chen Pingping’s mouth. "Brother, don’t say any more! He has a Sacred Soldier!"
PFFT! I have one too!
Chen Pingping remained indifferent.
「Meanwhile, outside, the slaughter suddenly erupted.」
Experts from the two great dynasties launched a simultaneous assault on Lin Yuexin, whose expression turned grave.
Just as she was about to escape, the little black dog charged out and spewed forth a beam of sword light.
Lin Yuexin was dazed.
The onlookers’ mouths fell open in an ’O’ shape as they recalled certain rumors. Golden Cicada had once said he was injured by a little black dog—COUGH COUGH—though perhaps he hadn’t said it directly, and others had merely inferred it.
This was because on several occasions when Golden Cicada faced the little black dog and the Earth Chicken, he had nearly entered a berserk state, his anger uncontrollable and his killing intent palpable.
Now, seeing the little black dog attack by spitting out a beam of sword light. It was exceptionally sharp, and the power of its Sword Dao, as immense as a mountain, erupted instantly and bore down on them.
There were more than thirty powerhouses from the two great dynasties, their cultivation averaging the First Heaven of Emperor Tao.
Such a formidable lineup was actually suppressed by a small black dog.
Yes!
The sword light it spat out blocked the attacks of numerous powerful enemies, effortlessly cleaving towards the group.
If Golden Cicada were here, he would surely be wailing in anguish, "Do you see? Do all of you see? That little black dog is no ordinary dog! SOB SOB..."
From the Mo River all the way to the Endless Ocean, no one had believed him.
Golden Cicada had suffered greatly.
BOOM!
More than thirty powerhouses were sent flying, spitting blood. Their faces were pale, their bodies bearing injuries of varying severity; even their Divine Weapons were knocked from their hands.
So powerful.
The crowd was left breathless.
Was this Chen Pingping’s pet? So, everything Golden Cicada said was true!
Inside the noodle shop, the cultivators who had just attacked now looked at Lin Ruosheng with changed eyes.
Lin Ruosheng’s face was black as he cursed, "I’m not Chen Pingping!"
Unfortunately, no one believed him.
Yang Qiuhua came to his senses. "Forget it. This Great Opportunity is clearly not meant for us."
If even Chen Pingping’s dog was this powerful, what point was there in fighting?
As he spoke these words, he glanced subconsciously at Lin Ruosheng and then tugged at Chen Pingping. "We should find a chance to leave."
Chen Pingping laughed. "That won’t be necessary." He narrowed his eyes. "Let’s watch the show first. It’s so exciting! The experts of the three great dynasties and the Purple Gold Divine Clan acting together—such a spectacle is rare indeed! I think Chen Pingping is doomed."
"Brother, keep your voice down!" Yang Qiuhua jumped in fright, thinking, That fellow isn’t far away! And he has a Sacred Soldier; we can’t afford to provoke him.