Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 62: He’s Quite Handsome

The Scorched Earth was vast and boundless.

Deep within, it concealed many great opportunities. However, people of the Wilderness tribe dared not enter. Cultivators of the Human Clan came only once every three centuries and, due to time constraints, they also did not choose the Scorched Earth.

Wen Yuqing, on the other hand, intended to delve deep into it.

From their previous conversation, Guang Xiaoyu had captured this piece of information.

This woman is no simple character, Guang Xiaoyu thought. There was an unusual fluctuation about Wen Yuqing, reminding Guang Xiaoyu of a fearsome Divine Clan adversary.

"Senior, are you going to slay a dragon?" Guang Xiaoyu couldn’t help but ask.

"No!" Wen Yuqing curled her lips. "I’m not interested in it."

"Then?"

"Just walking around, incidentally gaining some experience," Wen Yuqing smiled.

The phrase made the corner of Guang Xiaoyu’s mouth twitch. The Wasteland, the Scorched Earth, and so many places I don’t even know about... she calls all of this ’just walking around’? That’s far too casual, isn’t it?

Since the Senior was unwilling to elaborate, it wasn’t right for her to inquire further.

An hour later, the two women stepped out of the Scorched Earth.

"She’s come out." A hidden Wilderness tribe powerhouse raised his head, his expression cold. Yet, he quickly noticed Wen Yuqing beside Guang Xiaoyu, and his face changed drastically.

It wasn’t just him; all the hidden Wilderness tribe powerhouses wore the same expression.

Incredulous. That Human Clan woman, why is she with Guang Xiaoyu?

The news quickly reached Shang’s ears, and his face stiffened.

Even the Master of the Wilderness found it difficult to remain calm. "She intends to protect the Human Clan demon cultivator!"

He couldn’t understand. Weren’t Human Clan cultivators supposed to despise demon cultivators? Whenever they met, it was a battle to the death!

Why would Wen Yuqing want to protect a demon cultivator?

Those lurking in the shadows, stirring restlessly, suddenly found their faces turning ashen. With Wen Yuqing present, who the hell would dare make a move?

"Within the Wasteland, the Wilderness tribe has eighteen Royal Clans, four Great Imperial Clans, and two Ancient Races," Wen Yuqing said. "Although they are ranked by bloodline, family power and alliances also play a role. Their structure is very unique, and you must understand this. So... there are two main factions within the Wilderness tribe, each led by a different Ancient Race. Over the years, I’ve fought my way through the Wasteland, deterring many from the Wilderness tribe. However, most of those belong to one faction. There’s another power, another group, that doesn’t fear me."

"Senior, with what you just said, am I doomed?" Guang Xiaoyu asked weakly.

"Not necessarily." Wen Yuqing shrugged. "If you stay active in this area, at least overtly, no one will dare to touch you. Young geniuses might find excuses to challenge you, seeking to slay you under that pretext. But if you were in another area, they wouldn’t fear me."

So? I’m still doomed, right? Guang Xiaoyu’s face turned pale. She suddenly realized that even the Demon Emperor could be powerless at times.

They traveled several hundred li without incident. Although Guang Xiaoyu sensed powerful enemies lurking in the shadows, none dared to act rashly. This made her very anxious.

Why don’t you make a move already! If you don’t act soon, Senior will leave. She had hoped to use the Senior’s strength to make an example of these hidden enemies, but alas... a bunch of cowards, none of them dared to make a move.

Wen Yuqing looked up at the sky. "Alright," she said, "this is as far as I go."

"Okay," Guang Xiaoyu sighed. "Thank you, Senior, for the escort." Saying this, she set aside the Demon Emperor’s dignity and gave Wen Yuqing a big hug.

The watching Wilderness tribe powerhouses were shaken. Their relationship is out of the ordinary, they thought.

Since leaving the Scorched Earth, the Wilderness tribe had been constantly trying to determine the true nature of the relationship between the two women. If their bond was superficial, the tribe members would strike the moment the two women parted ways. But if their relationship was strong, then... they would need to reconsider carefully.

Now it seemed their relationship was quite good!

Wen Yuqing gave a slight smile, not refusing. This girl is truly clever, she praised inwardly. "You must walk the road ahead on your own," she said. "I hope that no matter what kind of powerful enemy you encounter, you will clutch the sword in your hand tightly."

Guang Xiaoyu nodded.

"Go! I will watch you leave from behind," Wen Yuqing said with a smile.

Guang Xiaoyu led Lao Huang, the old ox, forward.

Wen Yuqing, standing behind Guang Xiaoyu, glanced skyward, her gaze seeming to pierce through in a particular direction. There was a figure there—the Master of the Wilderness.

Guang Xiaoyu, walking ahead, also sensed it: an immense, albeit faint, oppressive force. She realized someone was watching her. However, with Senior Wen Yuqing behind her, she wasn’t too afraid.

I can’t show timidity, she resolved.

Guang Xiaoyu turned around, waved goodbye to Wen Yuqing, and then strode away quickly.

Her silhouette faded into the distance, eventually disappearing from view.

The Master of the Wilderness, lurking in the shadows, did not make a move. Wen Yuqing inwardly sighed in relief. If he doesn’t attack now, he probably won’t in the near future either. I hope this girl can continue to cultivate well.

Alas!

With another soft sigh, Wen Yuqing then turned and left.

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News exploded throughout the Ancient City.

A Human Clan cultivator had brazenly made their way here—such audacity!

The many members of the Wilderness tribe were shocked.

After all, the true ruler of this Ancient City was none other than Bright Moon Palace—one of the powerful factions among the Eighteen Great Royal Clans, not just some ordinary city.

For a Human Clan cultivator to dare enter here, wasn’t that a death wish?

Even Wang Mingyang was taken aback when he heard the news. "Is it really him?"

Half a year ago, in full view of everyone, Chen Pingping had taken the arm of the Primitive Demon God. The entire Wilderness tribe had been thrown into an uproar, with all major forces dispatching experts to search for him.

Yet, the man had vanished without a trace.

Until now, when he had strolled into the Ancient City, entering the field of vision of Bright Moon Palace.

There must be a catch, was Wang Mingyang’s first instinct. "I’ve seen him before; this man is different from ordinary Human Clan cultivators."

"Oh?" an Elder of Bright Moon Palace inquired, "How so?"

"..."

Wang Mingyang thought carefully. The only thing he could recall about Chen Pingping was his calmness. Yes, his tranquility amidst turmoil was something no young person could achieve. Not only that, but he had never revealed a trace of fear when facing many powerful enemies. And then there was his formidable strength.

After a long contemplation, Wang Mingyang finally said, "He’s quite handsome."

Too handsome. So much so that people overlooked his actual strength; that appearance had deceived many.

The upper echelons of Bright Moon Palace were rendered speechless.

"This person’s sudden arrival must entail something suspicious," Wang Mingyang said with resolve. "Elder, I believe Bright Moon Palace should activate the highest level of defense."

"Are you joking?" The Elder looked at him. "For a mere Human Clan member, you want Bright Moon Palace to activate its highest level of defense?"

"Alas!" Wang Mingyang hurriedly explained, "He’s very strong, really."

The Elder waved his sleeve, interrupting him. "Enough! Enough! The last time we activated the highest level of defense, didn’t that Human Clan woman still come and go nine times as she pleased? That incident has allowed the other Seventeen Royal Clans to mock our Bright Moon Palace for years. Now, another Human Clan cultivator has arrived. We at Bright Moon Palace absolutely must not activate the highest level of defense again for such a reason."

Against cultivators that are too powerful, activation is useless. Against cultivators that are too weak, there is no need to activate it.

The Elder continued, "This Human Clan cultivator carries the arm of the Primitive Demon God, a matter of great significance. Moreover, he has come here so brazenly; he might possess some trump card, confident he can leave safely. Regardless, this presents an opportunity for our Bright Moon Palace."

Ultimately, the Elder considered matters far more comprehensively than a young man.

No matter why Chen Pingping had come, the fact remained that he had entered the Ancient City. As a Human Clan cultivator, he couldn’t use the arm of the Primitive Demon God. So, why resort to violence?

If we can obtain it through negotiation, without losing a single soldier, wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Wang Mingyang had an epiphany. "Elder, I understand now. I’ll go greet him immediately."

The Elder’s face lit up with satisfaction. "Build a good relationship. His solitary arrival must mean he’s seeking something."

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