Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

Internal strife within an empire often arises from divisions within the imperial family. That one in the rear palace had many thoughts; as the Emperor, how could he not know? However, the power behind the Empress was so formidable that even the Emperor could only choose silence and ignore it. Just like seven years ago, when she had executed a commoner girl. The Emperor felt a profound helplessness.

Shadow said, "Perhaps, Princess Zi Ji is trying to change her own fate."

The Emperor remained silent.

Fate? From the moment the commoner girl brought her back to the Great Zhou imperial city, did Zi Ji still have her own fate?

「Martial God Academy.」

Liu Changqing was surprised upon hearing the news. "He is going to Holy Light City?"

Luo City is a border town. So is Holy Light City, except this Ancient City is much farther than Luo City, with many uninhabited areas along the way—an excellent opportunity for lurking enemies to strike! Chen Pingping can't be lacking even that bit of sense, can he?

「Elsewhere.」

The Tianxuan Saintess also received the news, but she merely frowned without a word.

The maidservant beside her said, "We've found out. Chen Pingping comes from Nan Zhanbu Province, Wuji Sect. It's considered a reputable, long-established Sect."

"Don't bother with him," the Saintess said softly.

"There's also a Divine Body traveling with him, rumored to be an Ancient Divine Body," the maidservant lifted her head.

"What's their name?"

"Chen Shixian."

「...」

The heavy snow had been falling for many days, piling thickly on the roads.

After a full meal, Chen Pingping said, "It's a three-hundred-mile journey, with at least two hundred miles through uninhabited areas. Are you afraid?"

"With Senior Brother here, Zi Ji is not afraid!" she replied calmly.

This calmness was unlike that of a ten-year-old girl. Occasionally, a look of weariness would flash through the depths of her clear eyes. Chen Pingping noticed it and became increasingly curious about Zi Ji's background. However, his current task was to get her to start on the path of cultivation first.

They advanced fifty miles.

A tall snow mountain blocked their path, with no road on either side. They had two choices: forge a path through or go around it.

"Don't leave Lao Huang's side." Leaving these words behind, he charged into the snowstorm, his fingers sending out beams of sword energy.

SPLURT!

Assailants hidden in the snow were instantly slain, their crimson blood spraying out and staining the white earth, a stark sight from high above.

"Kill!"

Since their ambush was exposed, they no longer concealed themselves. At the command, all the assassins charged out.

They were strong, all within the King Tao realm, with several leaders even being experts at the Realm of Divine King. Unfortunately, before Chen Pingping, they were like mere ants.

In just a few short minutes, this terrible slaughter had ended.

Chen Pingping returned to Zi Ji's side, his robes fluttering, his expression calm as if the recent bloodshed had nothing to do with him.

So strong! Zi Ji's heart trembled. Although it wasn't the first time she had seen Chen Pingping in action, each time he fought, he seemed even more powerful. This Senior Brother is truly extraordinary!

After crossing the snow mountain, another group of formidable enemies attacked. Chen Pingping's approach was simple: slay all who came.

After several days, he had lost count of how many he had killed, but his clothes remained unstained by blood, perfectly clean. This continued until the fifth day.

A blue beam of sword light tore through the sky, moving so swiftly that he failed to react in time. His body was pierced through and flung heavily away. A trail of fresh blood arced across the sky before falling onto the snowy ground.

"Senior Brother!" Zi Ji cried out.

The newcomer was an assassin from Chong Tower, a man in blue robes—the same expert who had set up the Sword Array in the small town. He was a late-stage Divine King.

His blue robes fluttering, he strode through the air, his expression as cold as snowflakes. He glanced in Chen Pingping's direction, then immediately lunged toward Princess Zi Ji.

CLANG!

A brilliant sword light slashed out, blocking the blue-robed man's path.

Chen Pingping emerged from the deep snow, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He smiled. "You people from Chong Tower are truly detestable."

"Indeed. Others think so too," the blue-robed man said softly. "But... this is also the way we of Chong Tower survive."

Once a mission is accepted, only success is permitted, never failure, no matter the cost.

Chen Pingping had heard of this. He asked, "How many of you came?"

"All of us," the blue-robed man replied.

"All of you?" Chen Pingping's expression changed slightly. "The entire Chong Tower?"

"No. Four."

I see!

The five who had deployed the Sword Array back then... but he had slain one of them, so now only four remained. Even so, their strength was not to be underestimated!

As he was contemplating countermeasures, another Divine King attacked from the other side, an overwhelming sword light enveloping Lao Huang. Fortunately, Lao Huang's aura was powerful enough that this sword strike couldn't faze him; only a CLANGING sound was heard as sparks flew.

Zi Ji was terrified, not expecting a faint barrier of light to block the attack.

"Chong Tower!" Chen Pingping's face filled with rage. "I don't care who issued the mission, but if you dare touch my Little Junior Sister, I'll slaughter every last one of you!"

Once, perhaps twice, can be forgiven. That was his temperament—he didn't seek conflict or compete. But a third time was unforgivable.

The Divine King whose attack was blocked was momentarily stunned. Without dwelling on it, he launched a second sword strike, even more powerful than the first.

At this moment, the other two assassins lurking in the shadows also made their move, attacking from different directions. They clearly didn't want to give Chen Pingping any chance, intending to kill Princess Zi Ji directly and complete their mission.

Chen Pingping's expression darkened. He swallowed a few Spirit Pills, forcibly elevating his cultivation realm, then activated his Divine Weapon and charged forward.

"You're quite strong!" the blue-robed man remarked.

"But there are four of us."

"How will you possibly break through our combined attack?"

Four late-stage Divine Kings, each stronger than the last, attacking simultaneously... Even a Peak State Divine King would likely struggle to withstand such an assault. But who was Chen Pingping? Hidden within his Divine Sense was a Sacred Soldier. If he were to bring it out, these four wouldn't stand a chance. However, he didn't want to reveal too much and opted for another method.

One Qi Turns into Three Clarities!

Three figures emerged from between his brows—one embodying transcendence of self, one transcendence of the mundane, and one transcendence of the divine. They were enveloped in incandescent Divine Brilliance, like Celestial Gods descending to earth.

One wielded a sword, one a fist, and one a Divine Skill.

Together with his true body, that made four entities, all striking at that very moment.

His explosive power clearly had an effect—no, it was the effect of the Spirit Pills he had consumed. His combat strength had surged dramatically. The fully unleashed attacks were something even the four Divine Kings struggled to withstand.

In that single instant, they were severely wounded, their own attacks shattered, and their bodies slammed heavily into the earth.

"You!" After steadying themselves, the four revealed expressions of shock.

Zi Ji's mouth fell slightly agape.

Chen Pingping sneered. "Quantity over quality, is it?" I haven't even brought out my Sacred Soldier yet, he thought. If I did, wouldn't you all be scared witless?

Three Clears Combined Into One, unleashing an ultimate attack!

For an instant, a dazzling light filled the area, and then, just as quickly, all the light faded as if it had never existed.

On the snowy ground, the four men were devoid of life.

Chen Pingping panted heavily, then smiled. "Truly exhausting."

MOO!

Lao Huang rolled his eyes. This could have been settled with a single kick from me, he thought. Did it really need to be this dramatic?