Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon! Chapter 325: The Imperious Emperor Son

To tell the truth, Chen Pingping did indeed entertain the thought of slaying the Emperor Son, mainly because of the Emperor Spirit, but he didn’t think he, in his current state, could actually do it. He couldn’t.

Strength was the biggest issue; his only advantages lay in Hei, Earth Chicken, and Mao Qiu.

If Lao Huang were here, he might be a little bolder. As for now...

"Hold on, Junior Sister, calm down a bit." Chen Pingping wiped the cold sweat from his brow. "The situation over there isn’t any better than it is here."

The predicant faced by Wei Xiaoxi, Mo Lai, and the Spirit Palace experts was far more dreadful than their own. Every powerful mber of the Purple Gold Divine Clan was over there, including Jin Wushuang, Heaven Tao Divine Weapons, and the like, while Chen Pingping’s group was only facing a single Emperor Son.

If Guang Xiaoyu were to go over and deliver the ssage, wouldn’t that ignite all-out war?

At this mont, Huang Mingzhi’s voice ca through the woods, "Chen, the ssage has already been sent! You can rest assured and take down the Emperor Son; we’re all watching the battle!"

"That’s right! That’s right!" From another direction, the Heavenly Dragon Prince’s voice also reached them.

"There’s no need to worry about the battle situation," Mo Lai spoke up.

"Yes, that’s right!" Wei Xiaoxi also chid in.

WHOOSH!

The originally silent woods suddenly teed with figures, each one shining brilliantly, as if Celestial Gods were descending.

Chen Pingping was stunned. They stopped fighting? Why have they all run over here?

"Co on! Take down the Emperor Son!" soone shouted.

"Don’t be afraid. Everyone dies eventually. If you can slay the Emperor Son, you’ll embark on the path to invincibility!"

"He’s right!" The surrounding cultivators kept egging him on.

Chen Pingping was thoroughly exasperated. He had thought he had escaped, but it turned out this crowd had followed him here. A miscalculation, a terrible miscalculation. Actually, on reflection, it made sense. The Divine Clan’s target was him; how could he possibly escape their sight after fleeing so publicly?

"Are you scared?" the Emperor Son spoke up. "Provoking my Divine Clan, intruding into my Divine Clan’s ancestral land, destroying my clan’s foundation and inheritance—why weren’t you afraid then?"

Just then, Wei Xiaoxi’s voice transmission reached his ears: "You only have one chance."

The Divine Clan’s goal is obvious; they aren’t going to engage in battle with the Spirit Palace. Wei Xiaoxi had just tried to provoke a battle with the Divine Clan to allow Chen Pingping to get away. But in the next mont, Jin Wushuang issued the retreat command, and she was helpless.

"Defeat the Emperor Son, or even slay him, and completely shatter the Divine Clan’s belief in their invincibility. Only then can I help you," Wei Xiaoxi continued to transmit via voice.

"Senior, why didn’t you try to stop them just now?" Chen Pingping asked helplessly.

"I couldn’t stop them."

"Couldn’t you have intervened by force?"

"No!"

"How... how am I supposed to fight the Emperor Son? He’s the Emperor Son!" Chen Pingping was frustrated.

"This matter started because of you; naturally, it should end with you." This was the last thing Wei Xiaoxi transmitted before she fell silent.

The Divine Clan mobilizing their entire clan for battle wasn’t just for show. At first, Wei Xiaoxi had also thought that the Divine Clan was rely making a gesture, to demonstrate the consequences of challenging them. She hadn’t expected them to be serious. Therefore, she wasn’t prepared, and neither was the entire Spirit Palace. She needed so ti.

Alas!

Chen Pingping took a deep breath, began to calm down, and then looked at the Emperor Son. "My cultivation realm is so low. How can I fight?"

"Emperor Tao? How many heavens?" the Emperor Son asked.

"Sixth Heaven."

"Good. I will suppress my realm to Emperor Tao Sixth Heaven to fight you," the Emperor Son looked at him. "How about that?"

"That’s decent of you!" Chen Pingping managed a smile.

"However, I have a condition," said the Emperor Son.

"Coincidentally, I have one too!" Chen Pingping smiled. "You go first."

"If you lose, return all belongings of my Divine Clan, including yourself. From then on, you will follow in cultivation," the Emperor Son declared.

It was evident that the Emperor Son greatly admired Chen Pingping.

Everyone was shocked. With the Emperor Son’s words, it ant that Chen Pingping was almost certain not to die; at most, he would beco a follower of the Emperor Son. But on second thought, how many people in the world could beco followers of the Emperor Son? Could this be considered a Great Opportunity?

Before Chen Pingping could speak, the Emperor Son continued, "I want the Tao Seed." He glanced at Guang Xiaoyu.

The latter instinctively took a few steps back, her wariness showing.

The spectating cultivators instantly erupted. The Tao Seed? What does that an? Could it be that the Tao Seed is on Guang Xiaoyu? The truth dawned on them. So this was the reason the Divine Clan had mobilized everyone, wasn’t it?

The higher-ups of the three major imperial dynasties had fiery gazes, yet no one dared to act rashly.

Huang Mingzhi, the Heavenly Dragon Prince, Mo Lai, and Wei Xiaoxi looked at Guang Xiaoyu with markedly changed expressions, their eyes darting about as if pondering sothing.

"Hey, hey, hey, one thing at a ti. What belongs to my junior sister is hers," Chen Pingping expressed his dissatisfaction.

"The Tao Seed is not part of the conditions," the Emperor Son stated.

What kind of twisted logic is this? Does this an that, win or lose, the Emperor Son still wants the Tao Seed? Chen Pingping’s face turned grim. "Are you threatening ?"

The Emperor Son shook his head. "No, I don’t need to threaten you. All the experts of the Divine Clan are here. With just one command from , everyone will take action. At that ti, neither you nor she will be able to withstand it. The reason I am willing to battle you is because I find you interesting."

Interesting! That was all. Moreover, the Emperor Son’s tone was saturated with imnse confidence. He didn’t seem to believe he could lose, nor did he think it was possible for him to lose, because he had never lost.

Chen Pingping grew angry and was about to retort when Guang Xiaoyu, at his side, tugged at his clothes and whispered, "Senior Brother, don’t worry about for now."

"If you don’t agree, today will be the day you die," the Emperor Son said calmly.

Hmph! How truly domineering! Chen Pingping sneered, "You’ve finished stating your conditions; now it’s my turn. If I defeat you, you must guarantee that my junior sister and I leave here alive, and you must not touch her Tao Seed."

The Emperor Son shook his head. "Pointless."

"If you don’t agree, then this battle might as well not happen!" Chen Pingping declared.

"Fine!" The Emperor Son waved his hand. "Since you won’t fight, then I will give the order." He was very decisive and direct. "If there’s no fight, then it’s ti to kill. There’s nothing more to say. Since you had the courage to break into the Divine Clan’s ancestral land and destroy our foundation and heritage, then you must be prepared to endure the Divine Clan’s wrath. It’s very fair."

The Emperor Son continued, "Once I’ve slain you, everything on you, including your little junior sister and the Tao Seed, will belong to my Divine Clan. Furthermore, I will have the Divine Clan invade the Heaven Martial Continent and slaughter all transgressors."

"You dare?" Chen Pingping was furious.

"A gentleman doesn’t go back on his word," the Emperor Son stated.

Damn it! Chen Pingping was enraged.

Guang Xiaoyu was also very angry. She glanced behind her, realizing the Spirit Palace had no intention of speaking out for them. She understood Wei Xiaoxi’s true motive: She wants to use Chen Pingping to shatter the Divine Clan’s conviction so the Spirit Palace can then make its move. Hmph! So they take the Emperor Scripture but don’t do what’s right, is that it? Guang Xiaoyu clenched her small fists, her eyes turning cold.

In the forest.

Jin Yu had been paying close attention to Guang Xiaoyu. He always felt that she might be the Demon Emperor, yet it didn’t seem right because she was too young, and her strength didn’t match. But now, seeing Guang Xiaoyu’s terrifying gaze, he suddenly found it hard to breathe.