Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 65 I’m Sorry to You

With a look of utmost sincerity, he continued, "Since the ancient mirror won’t do, then... I heard that Bright Moon Palace has an Ancient Bloodstone?"

Here it comes!

The Eight Treasures Chicken’s heart jolted as it covertly observed the Bright Moon Palace elites.

The Earth Chicken beside it also grew nervous.

However, the elites of Bright Moon Palace seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Compared to the ancient mirror, the Ancient Bloodstone was clearly less critical. Since Chen Pingping was willing to drop his request for the mirror, the conversation could continue amicably.

But...?

Wang Mingyang frowned. "Brother Chen, do you possess a special constitution?"

The Ancient Bloodstone had an effect similar to other Blood Stones. It could nurture the bloodlines of the Wilderness tribe and also the special constitutions of the Human Clan. Without such a constitution, it would be useless to him.

Chen Pingping nodded. "Sword Body."

His words made perfect sense, and the Bright Moon Palace elites no longer harbored any doubts. However, the Ancient Bloodstone was also of great significance to the Wilderness tribe. The thought of exchanging it for the Primitive Demon God’s arm brought expressions of deep reluctance to their faces.

"Besides the Ancient Bloodstone, I will also need some Spiritual Medicines. A few dozen plants will suffice. As for Blood Stones, three to five will be enough. I’m not asking for much. Otherwise, I’d be taking too great a loss by exchanging the Primitive Demon God’s arm," Chen Pingping sighed.

The crowd was instantly speechless.

You call this not asking for much?

How many years had the Wilderness tribe been around? The Eighteen Royal Clans had only come into existence just over two hundred years ago. What could they possibly have collected?

This was simply an outrageous demand!

Chen Pingping, ignoring their expressions, said with apparent regret, "Sigh, the arm of the Primitive Demon God is too valuable. If only I were a Demon cultivator, this would be a Great Opportunity!"

Damn!

You better not!

If you were a Demon cultivator, could we still get our hands on the Primitive Demon God’s arm?

The Bright Moon Palace elites instantly tensed up.

Even Wang Mingyang felt inexplicably tense. Don’t! Life as a Demon cultivator is tough too. Aren’t you doing well now?

Chen Pingping continued, "How about this? Forget it. I might switch to being a Demon cultivator later."

"Daoist Chen, we had already come to an agreement; you can’t go back on your word!" The Elder, frantic and apparently afraid Chen Pingping would change his mind, decisively said, "The demands you just made, I agree to them. Apart from that Ancient Bloodstone, I’ll also give you five third-grade Spiritual Medicines. That’s the limit; Bright Moon Palace doesn’t have many to spare. As for Blood Stones, five thousand. Do you think that’s feasible?"

Ah? This? Chen Pingping’s mouth fell slightly agape.

"Eight thousand," the Elder gritted his teeth.

Chen Pingping’s expression darkened.

"Ten thousand pieces, and not one more!" the Elder declared, looking as if he might spit blood, terrified Chen Pingping would go back on his word again. "Daoist Chen, if you still consider Bright Moon Palace a friend, then it’s settled at ten thousand pieces. Any more, and I simply cannot afford it."

"Well... alright then," he said, feigning reluctance, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Hearing this, all the Bright Moon Palace powerhouses present heaved a collective sigh of relief. The deal was finally secured. Despite the hefty price, obtaining the arm of the Primitive Demon God was worthwhile.

Next came the transaction process.

"Can Daoist Chen bring out the arm of the Primitive Demon God?" the Elder inquired.

"You don’t trust me?" Chen Pingping looked up.

"It’s not that we don’t trust you; we just wish to have a look," the Elder replied.

"Alright then." He nodded and then produced the sealed arm. Within the seal, thick Demonic Qi still swirled, making it difficult to discern the arm’s true appearance.

But one thing was certain: this was indeed the arm of the Primitive Demon God.

A wave of excitement surged through the group.

Chen Pingping quickly put it away and said, "I can’t give it to you now. I need to see the Ancient Bloodstone, the Spiritual Medicines, and the Blood Stones."

"Of course, of course!" The Elder beamed. "It’ll be arranged immediately."

"Wait..." Chen Pingping interjected. "I’m going to meet my friends later, and I will give them the arm of the Primitive Demon God. You just need to give me what I want. Only after I’ve safely left this place will my friends give the arm to you."

Everyone was taken aback. What kind of logic was this? Did he not trust their Bright Moon Palace? Was he afraid they would go back on their word? So much for being friends!

The Elder looked annoyed. "Daoist Chen, what do you mean by this? Do you think our Bright Moon Palace is composed of such petty individuals?"

Chen Pingping said helplessly, "No, it’s mainly for safety. Besides, aren’t my friends and the Primitive Demon God’s arm still here with you?"

Logically, there seemed to be no issue, but they couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss.

So be it!

Since he wanted an assurance of safety, Bright Moon Palace would grant it. Besides, he wasn’t wrong: his two companions and the Primitive Demon God’s arm were still in their hands, so the trade could proceed.

After the negotiations concluded, Chen Pingping went to the courtyard. He smiled immediately upon seeing Bai Yunfei. "Brother Bai."

Several Wilderness tribe experts followed behind him, Wang Mingyang among them. Clearly, Bright Moon Palace didn’t fully trust him either.

Bai Yunfei remained expressionless.

"Who is this?" Chen Pingping looked towards Luo Sangzi.

"A senior from my family," Bai Yunfei said.

Oh? A Divine King.

Chen Pingping narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Greetings, Senior." He was very cordial.

But Luo Sangzi did not receive him warmly. A flicker of killing intent flashed deep in his eyes before vanishing. Had they not been in Wilderness tribe territory, he might have already attacked.

Chen Pingping simply ignored it and turned to Wang Mingyang to introduce Bai Yunfei. "This is Bai Yunfei, a young genius from Youming Valley. Barely in his early twenties, he’s already reached the late stage of the Supreme Mystery Realm. After this training excursion concludes, he’ll likely enter the King Tao."

Bai Yunfei: ???

Something was off. Why was this fellow introducing him? Were they that close?

Chen Pingping then turned to Bai Yunfei and introduced Wang Mingyang. "This is Wang Mingyang, a young genius from Bright Moon Palace. He’s now a genuine fifth-order expert, equivalent to a Human Clan King Tao cultivator!"

"Brother Bai," Wang Mingyang said with a smile.

"Brother Wang!" Bai Yunfei replied, somewhat bewildered.

Chen Pingping’s introductions, coupled with his overly familiar way of chatting, left Bai Yunfei utterly confused.

But Wang Mingyang understood. Hmm, they’re very familiar with each other, definitely companions...

Chen Pingping smiled. "Brother Wang, may I have a private word with Brother Bai? You don’t need to go far. Rest assured, I understand the rules."

Wang Mingyang nodded.

Once they had moved a short distance away, Chen Pingping finally spoke. "Brother Bai, there’s something I must confess to you." He then recounted, in full detail, the incident in the abyss where he had blurted out Bai Yunfei’s name.

He shouldn’t have brought it up. The moment he did, Bai Yunfei practically exploded, a furious rage burning within him as he recalled those days of being hunted—all because of one sentence from this scoundrel.

It was truly despicable.

Chen Pingping looked guilt-ridden. "I know I’ve wronged you, so..." He produced the Primitive Demon God’s arm and said, "This is a part of the Primitive Demon God’s body I obtained half a year ago—an arm. It contains powerful Demon God Tao and is incredibly precious to the Wilderness tribe. I’m giving it to you now as compensation."

Every word was spoken with utmost sincerity, and then there was the mention of the Primitive Demon God’s arm.

Bai Yunfei was stunned.

Luo Sangzi, beside him, also stared wide-eyed, his gaze fixed on the arm. Although he couldn’t discern its true appearance, the Demonic Qi emanating from it was proof enough.

It was real. This fellow was actually giving them a part of the Primitive Demon God’s body! How could he part with something so precious?

Chen Pingping quickly urged, "Hurry, put it away! Don’t let anyone from the Wilderness tribe see it."

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