Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 556: Insufficient IQ

There were four of them in total: a Saint King, two late-stage Saint Realm powerhouses, and Sound. As for whether there were more hidden in the shadows, no one knew. It was an impressive lineup.

The cultivators trailing behind were silenced like cicadas in winter.

"They’re here," someone whispered.

"How strange; why isn’t Chen Pingping here?"

"Shouldn’t Sound’s target be Chen Pingping?"

"Exactly!"

"The ancient guide scroll should still be on him..."

"That’s not right..." An elder discerned something amiss. "The Divine Eye manifested by Sound... the way it looks at Zi Ji is peculiar."

From the moment of its appearance until now, Sound’s gaze had constantly been on Zi Ji, never straying.

If Sound’s target were Chen Pingping, he should be searching for him right now. This was very odd.

At this moment, another person exclaimed, "A Saint King! Oh my God!"

The middle-aged man approaching from the left was burly and ordinary-looking, yet his eyes were unfathomably deep, radiating powerful Dharma Principle fluctuations and domain fluctuations.

With every step he took, it seemed as if the very ground beneath him might crumble.

The other two late-stage Saint Realm powerhouses were also formidable, exuding intense blood-qi fluctuations that were completely different from Sound’s Dharma Heaven and Earth.

"This girl is doomed; she’s Sound’s target."

"Could it be?"

"Look at his Divine Eye..."

The palace behind Sound was dim, but the Divine Eye atop its head was incredibly intense, wreathed in Divine Brilliance, giving it the appearance of a God at first glance.

MOO!

Lao Huang raised its head and bellowed.

Not far off, Cang Yun couldn’t help but say, "With Chen Pingping nowhere to be found, only an ox and this young lady remain. Although she has some strength, she is facing four powerful beings from the Ancient City, not to mention a Saint King."

Liu Changqing nodded. "It shouldn’t be a problem."

Cang Yun: "???"

"Cow, stay right here, don’t move!"

"Cow, I’ll be back soon," Zi Ji said cheerfully as she hopped down.

The old yellow ox behind her was speechless. It desperately wanted to fart in her direction to shut that babbling mouth of hers. Honestly, I’m not some young calf to be called ’Cow’ constantly, am I? And what’s with that excited expression? Ugh! First, I had to deal with Guang Xiaoyu, who was always stirring up trouble, and now I have to take care of Zi Ji, who doesn’t seem to have all her wits about her. What a heavy burden!

The old yellow ox shook its robust body, glaring at the Saint King with a less-than-pleasant look.

The others were alright; it wasn’t too worried. However, this Saint King’s internal fluctuations were somewhat terrifying.

Hmm? The Saint King seemed to sense something. He hesitated and frowned. There’s something off about that ox, he thought.

One of the late-stage Saint Realm powerhouses asked, "What’s wrong?"

"There’s something odd about that ox," said the Saint King.

"Just an ox, what could be the issue?" laughed the late-stage Saint Realm powerhouse. He had previously extended his Divine Sense to thoroughly inspect Lao Huang, inside and out, but hadn’t detected anything unusual.

It appeared to be a normal domesticated beast.

The Saint King didn’t contradict him but instead looked towards Sound. "Young Master, what do you think?"

"He’s quite clever. He knows what I want and has therefore used her to divert our attention to rescue Dugu Qingfeng. So, we mustn’t disappoint Chen Pingping," Sound said slowly.

"Understood," the Saint King nodded.

BANG!

The previously silent late-stage Saint Realm powerhouse was the first to act. He rushed forward, forming hand seals, and unleashing powerful skills.

In an instant, Divine Brilliance erupted, like a massive sword slashing forward.

There was also the manifestation of ferocious beast Dharma Forms, terrifyingly fierce, their roars shaking the heavens and earth.

He was very strong, at the seventh layer of the Saint Realm.

The power of his skills, suffused with killing intent, engulfed everything before them.

Not only that, but there were fluctuations of domain power.

He intended to kill Zi Ji in a single, decisive blow.

He wasn’t underestimating his opponent.

It seemed he knew of Zi Ji’s might.

Behind Lao Huang, the group of cultivators witnessing such an attack felt their breath catch in their throats.

Only a small number of young talents managed to remain calm.

"Wow!" Zi Ji looked on, her face lighting up. "You can actually launch three types of attacks? Amazing!"

The powerhouse who had attacked did not speak. His face was cold, and his deep eyes revealed strong self-confidence. So what if you see through it? Can you block it? How can a mere girl like you contend with that?

Although he only possessed the power of the Seventh Heaven, the combat power he unleashed was comparable to that of the Ninth Heaven in the Saint Realm.

How can you, a mere girl, possibly withstand this?

However, Zi Ji waved her delicate hand, casting a Qi manipulation skill, which similarly took form—not as a weapon or a fierce beast, but as a mountain.

The mountain rapidly enlarged, and vegetation began to sprout, extending at a visible rate.

Strangely, her attack contained not a shred of Vitality Power, yet it could manifest such an astonishing scene.

With a thunderous roar, the mountain had grown hundreds of feet tall. It shook violently and crushed downward with irresistible force, completely shattering the late-stage Saint Realm cultivator’s attack.

Immediately after, she took a step forward. Her figure was already before him. "How did you do that?"

Executing three different attacks at once is not uncommon; many prodigies can do it.

But there is a fatal weak point: the other two attacks would inevitably be much weaker.

Among the three attacks, only one is primary.

Yet, the attacks he executed were all primary, possessing strong attack power and terrifying killing intent.

Zi Ji was a bit curious.

The powerhouse still did not speak. He rapidly retreated to maintain distance from Zi Ji and attacked once more.

This time, he unleashed his Divine Skills: Ten Thousand Forms Destruction.

A black sun blossomed, spreading an eerie black light that enveloped the battlefield before slowly descending.

During this process, heaven and earth seemed to freeze, and an oppressive atmosphere descended upon the battlefield; even an ordinary Saint Realm powerhouse standing here would likely be unable to bear it and be instantly crushed to dust.

He sneered.

Unfortunately for him, Zi Ji was no ordinary cultivator.

With a mere raise of her hand, she opened a rift into her Yuan World and directly swallowed his Divine Skills.

He was stunned.

The cultivators watching from behind were also astounded.

Zi Ji strode forward. "How did you do that?"

Her eyes shone brightly, full of keen interest in his attack methods.

But her interest, her nonchalance, her casualness, in the eyes of the Saint Realm powerhouse, seemed like mockery and provocation. Hey, hey, hey! I’m trying to kill you, going all out here! A seventh-layer cultivator unleashing the killing intent of a ninth-layer—I’ve even used my Divine Skills! Could you please take this seriously? Do you have to be so dismissive? It’s as if I’m incredibly weak!

The man’s face turned ashen. "What did you just do?"

"Huh?" Zi Ji looked puzzled. "What did you say?"

"How could you swallow my Divine Skills?" the man voiced his confusion. It was too weird! How could there be such an odd girl in this world?

She didn’t look old, and he couldn’t sense her cultivation realm, yet she actually possessed such a bizarre ability.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Zi Ji suddenly realized and replied, "That’s my Divine Weapon."

Divine Weapon? What the heck is that? the man thought, his eyes widening in disbelief at her words. "What kind of Divine Weapon can swallow Divine Skills? Are you joking with me?"

Zi Ji shook her head. "I’m not joking."

"What grade?" the man asked again.

"Um... let me think. My Senior Brother said my Divine Weapon is trash, completely useless. Probably Imperial-rank? Or maybe it is a Sacred Soldier?" Zi Ji recalled Chen Pingping’s words, very serious and convinced that her Yuan World was indeed a worthless Divine Weapon.

Of course, Chen Pingping had also said, "Although your Divine Weapon is trash, don’t throw it away; it might become stronger later." Hmm, something like that.

Zi Ji asked, confused, "It can become stronger?"

Chen Pingping reassured, "Of course. With your Senior Brother here, your Divine Weapon will definitely become stronger."

Zi Ji was moved immediately. "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

In reality, Chen Pingping’s primary goal was to prevent her from acting rashly and carelessly taking out her Yuan World, thus exposing her identity. If that happened, a multitude of Netherworld powerhouses would come to kill her. Sigh! The thought alone is frightening. So, a little white lie isn’t too much to ask, right?

"Never mind the Divine Weapon for now. How did you do that? Executing three different attacks at once... it looked really powerful." Zi Ji’s gaze was fervent.

Powerful? If I were so powerful, how could you have suppressed me in an instant? the man fumed internally.

The man didn’t want to speak, his complexion quite unsightly. However, he seemed to have discovered Zi Ji’s weakness: a lack of intelligence.