Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 55 Just a Few More People

In his early twenties, he had achieved Sword Taoist Perfection.

It was highly unlikely, but there was still a chance.

Of course, the Sword Taoist Perfection mentioned here referred only to Perfection in the fundamental Sword Dao. It did not include Sword Intent, Sword Qi, Sword Momentum, swordsmanship, and so on.

Chen Pingping spoke, "Pay more attention to your image when you speak." For a girl to speak so vulgarly, how would she ever find someone to marry in the future?

Guang Xiaoyu didn’t dare to retort and could only nod her head vigorously in agreement.

"Let’s go!" Chen Pingping said no more.

「After a short while, another battlefield appeared.」

An even more powerful high-ranking Wilderness native than the previous one emerged. He had an icy demeanor, and the aura within him was deep and steady, like a great mountain, imposing a suffocating presence.

He stared intently at Li Pu.

This was because Chen Pingping had no Qi fluctuations whatsoever, appearing like an ordinary person, though his looks occasionally drew attention. Guang Xiaoyu’s fluctuations were also insignificant; she hadn’t even reached the fourth stage, let alone her group of little pets.

But Li Pu was different; he was calm. His Dantian was extremely tranquil, like the surface of a lake or a silent, still sea. Beneath, power stirred restlessly, ready to erupt at any moment.

However, his gaze quickly shifted, landing on Guang Xiaoyu.

In his mind, there was a scroll painting. It depicted Guang Xiaoyu, a Demon cultivator from the Human Clan who had once entered the Abyss and obtained the eyes of the Primitive Demon God. The information came from that palace. He had no intention of reporting it. As a genius with his own dreams, he wasn’t bound by grand notions of racial duty.

"Are you trying to pass?" Wu Mo asked softly.

Guang Xiaoyu blinked.

Those behind her remained silent.

Wu Mo continued, pointing at Guang Xiaoyu, "Leave her behind."

Chen Pingping: "..."

He could not comprehend. Was the arm of the Primitive Demon God located in this place? Why were there battlefields so far away? And what was the purpose of these Wilderness tribe experts fighting here? What benefit was there in obstructing them?

The Eight Treasures Chicken suddenly spoke, "Be careful. This fellow is from Bright Moon Palace, and his Bloodline Power is incredibly close to that of the King Clan."

"You guessed it, but alas, there’s no reward." Wu Mo approached step by step, his towering figure like a mountain, exuding an aura that commanded submission.

Li Pu silently calculated. Another fourth-stage cultivator. As they advanced, they would encounter more and more powerful Wilderness tribe experts, growing ever stronger—fourth stage, fifth stage, and even geniuses from the King Clan. If he followed Guang Xiaoyu and the others, it would be a perilous journey with a slim chance of survival.

With this thought, he and his companions quietly turned away.

Guang Xiaoyu didn’t mind. On the contrary, without Li Pu around, she felt she could act more freely. Pointing at Wu Mo, she shouted, "Hey, Wilderness tribe fellow, have you taken a liking to me?"

"Yes!" he replied.

PTUI!

Guang Xiaoyu glared at him. "I already have someone in my heart, so you can give up on that idea!"

SWISH, SWISH, SWISH!

The two chickens looked at her.

Even Chen Pingping was surprised. "Since when? How did I not know?" As her senior brother, he was a failure for not knowing his junior sister had already given her heart to someone!

COUGH, COUGH!

Guang Xiaoyu chuckled sheepishly and whispered, "Just kidding. The atmosphere had gotten so tense, I just had to say something." She then winked and strode forward. "That last one was also a high-ranking Wilderness native. What makes you different from him?"

To be honest, she had been somewhat panicked during their first encounter. After all, this was the Wasteland, and these beings were born here. However, after several encounters, her worries had mostly dissipated. These Wilderness tribe members aren’t all that.

Wu Mo said, "Of course, there is." With a grand wave of his hand, the surrounding Wilderness tribe experts quickly encircled them. He then chuckled, "This is the difference."

"Just a few more people," Guang Xiaoyu snorted.

At that moment, Chen Pingping, who was behind her, suddenly stepped forward. He placed a hand on her shoulder and said in a low voice, "Fall back for now."

He sensed a powerful fluctuation rapidly approaching them.

Without waiting for Guang Xiaoyu to respond, Chen Pingping quickly pulled her away.

Wu Mo sneered, "Chase them! Stop that girl; kill the others outright."

Chen Pingping glanced behind them and made a decision. He tossed Guang Xiaoyu onto Lao Huang’s back. With a light pat, the old ox charged away like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, they vanished.

Guang Xiaoyu cried out in alarm, as if she had discovered a new continent. She had always thought Lao Huang was the slowest creature in the world, as she had never seen it move quickly. She had never expected it to be capable of such speed.

Wait a minute! Where’s Senior Brother?

Guang Xiaoyu looked back. In just a few breaths, Lao Huang had carried her hundreds of miles away.

This? Wasn’t this an exaggeration?

Senior Brother sent me away. Is he going to face the Wilderness tribe experts alone?

"Old ox, stop!" Guang Xiaoyu shouted.

But Lao Huang ignored her, continuing swiftly onward. Only after traveling about five hundred miles did it finally stop. It lowered its head and let out a long moo, as if signaling her not to worry. But Guang Xiaoyu couldn’t understand! Her face was etched with anxiety. "It’s over, it’s over! Senior Brother is done for! He’s facing the Wilderness tribe experts alone for my sake!"

She dared not imagine the scene: Chen Pingping alone, fighting a dense throng of Wilderness tribe experts.

Guang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and said, "Hurry, take me back!"

Still, Lao Huang remained unmoved.

Guang Xiaoyu grew frantic and raced back in the direction they had come. But Lao Huang caught up to her with swift strides. A shockwave pulsed from beneath its hooves, and its surging aura pinned her in place.

MOO!

Lao Huang raised its head, seemingly sensing something, and once again carried Guang Xiaoyu onward. Pursuers were catching up.

「Meanwhile.」

Chen Pingping was surrounded by the Bright Moon Palace experts.

Wu Mo said angrily, "You deserve to die!" He wanted Guang Xiaoyu—not Chen Pingping, a dog, or two Earth Chickens. Infuriatingly, Chen Pingping had sent Guang Xiaoyu away.

Very good! Wu Mo said coldly, "Kill him."

"It’s over, it’s over," the Eight Treasures Chicken squawked frantically.

WOOF WOOF WOOF!

Hei, the little black dog, was unusually excited.

One of the Earth Chickens was also very calm. It cast a sidelong glance, If he can’t even handle a small scene like this, does he still dream of taming me?

Chen Pingping’s expression was calm. "Has the news spread?" he asked.

Wu Mo stared at him intently. "So, you knew?"

Chen Pingping nodded. "Yes!"

HAHAHA!

Wu Mo suddenly burst into wild laughter, his face ferocious. "You knew, yet you still deluded yourself into thinking you could protect her?"

She cultivated the power of the Primitive Demon God and obtained its eyes. Her existence is seriously affecting the Shang, influencing the future and development of the entire Wasteland. Therefore, Guang Xiaoyu must die. Even if I can’t kill her, my tribesmen will hunt her down, one after another, relentlessly. The King Clan, the Emperor Clan, the Ancient Races...

Wu Mo sneered, "No one can protect her."

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