Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 565: The First Meeting

「At nightfall!」

This was Qingfeng’s first meeting since entering the land of Southern Diaspora. Although the participants were few, the atmosphere was filled with solemnity and gravity.

Chen Pingping stood at the head of them all.

To his side were Jiang Ni’er and Zi Ji, followed in order by Lao Huang the ox, Hei the dog, Earth Chicken, and Eight Treasures Chicken...

"Where’s Mao Qiu?" Chen Pingping raised an eyebrow.

"It’s sleeping. I couldn’t wake it," Zi Ji answered.

Chen Pingping frowned slightly. Honestly. "Bring it over here..."

Being late to the very first meeting showed a complete lack of respect for him, their eldest senior brother and master.

Zi Ji went out and soon returned carrying Mao Qiu, then casually tossed it.

Mao Qiu’s round body rolled all the way to Chen Pingping’s feet. It groggily opened its eyes and EEPED softly.

Chen Pingping scolded sternly, "Mao Qiu, tonight is the first meeting since Qingfeng entered the land of Southern Diaspora. Why are you late?"

Mao Qiu looked bewildered.

"Get back in line immediately," Chen Pingping glared at it.

EEP.

Mao Qiu wriggled its body, glanced behind it, then found a spot and moved over.

It happened to be between Lao Huang and Hei.

Lao Huang the ox nudged it with his foot.

Jiang Ni’er was speechless. Earth Chicken was, too.

It landed perfectly and came to a steady rest, but soon fell back asleep.

Above them, Chen Pingping’s eyelids twitched. He looked as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself, evidently aware of the little rascal’s temperament.

He glanced over the two women and the few small creatures, then said, "Very well, almost all members are present, apart from two or three people."

Wen Yuqing, Guang Xiaoyu, Li Qi...

Of course, Qingfeng’s lineage had never gathered completely.

Chen Pingping waved his hand grandly and continued, "Someone framed me, assassinated Qin Meng, and wished to use the Demon Emperor’s hand to kill me, even to destroy the Wuji Sect. Their intentions are execrable. I know who it is, but I cannot tell you yet."

"The current situation isn’t very good for us, but it’s not too bad either. It could be a very good opportunity..."

"Therefore, I have decided to take the initiative and attack."

"Jiang Ni’er and Zi Ji will lead the team, accompanied by Lao Huang, Mother Chicken, Eight Treasures Chicken, and Mao Qiu. You will enter the Demon Race battlefield. The plan is to prevent the Demon Race armies from converging," Chen Pingping declared.

"I’m not Mother Chicken!" Earth Chicken retorted indignantly.

"Silence!" Chen Pingping looked at her. "This battle will be your defining moment. It concerns whether you can open the path to the Ancient City. Its significance is profound. You may not fully understand now, but... you’ll know in the future."

Intercept the Demon Race armies, assassinate the Demon Emperor.

If they could achieve these objectives, the Demon Race would suffer a devastating blow, and the Human Clan would usher in an era of peace and prosperity.

Qingfeng’s lineage would undoubtedly make its name in this one battle.

By then, they would obtain more slots to enter the Ancient City and might even gain the favor of some Great Emperors.

Dugu Qingfeng said, "This path is fraught with difficulties. Are you truly prepared?"

Chen Pingping was nonchalant. "Why should I seek a slot? Why should I seek the favor of those Great Emperors?"

A jest, surely?

He could simply fight his way through, his formidable strength deterring any powerful foes.

Dugu Qingfeng stared at him, silent for a long time. After about ten minutes, he finally spoke, "Imperial ministers, feudal lords of the dynasty, all those high and mighty individuals, those arrogant figures—they command the empire’s elite forces. If you could gain their recognition, or even their assistance, they could protect you even if you turned the Ancient City completely upside down."

Chen Pingping was visibly moved. "Those people are still alive?"

Dugu Qingfeng nodded. "Yes."

"If someone of the imperial bloodline appeared, could they command them?" Chen Pingping asked.

"No, not unless that imperial descendant is exceptionally powerful. Only formidable strength can make them submit, not bloodline," Dugu Qingfeng replied, looking at him.

Understood!

Formidable strength.

Chen Pingping grinned. "With Giant Que in my hand, would the experts of the Dugu Lineage stand by me?"

Dugu Qingfeng shook his head. "They will not." He said slowly, "The empire was destroyed too long ago. Whether it’s the ministers, the lords, or even the elders of my Dugu Family, they wouldn’t acknowledge anything from that era unless... you possess the strength to compel their submission."

Still strength.

Chen Pingping smiled and said nothing.

He thought about Wen Yuqing constantly entering Reincarnation. Perhaps... it wasn’t because she failed, but because she couldn’t reach such heights, so she chose to be reborn and try again.

What did his master truly intend by entering the Ancient City? Was it just to pass through? Or to conquer them? To revitalize the dynasty?

Those who remain from that era sound incredibly powerful too!

After a while...

Chen Pingping stood up. "I need to go back."

Dugu Qingfeng nodded. "I’ll wait for you in the Ancient City." After a pause, he asked, "By the way, to whom did you give the ancient guide scroll?"

"To someone trustworthy. If she goes to the Ancient City with the scroll, please look after her..." Chen Pingping chuckled lightly. "She is a kind person."

"Understood!"

"Remember, don’t let anything happen to her."

"And if something does?" Dugu Qingfeng suddenly asked. "Accidents can always happen, can’t they?"

"Then I will sweep through the Ancient City, throw the eras of the Heavens into chaos, and let the dust and sand bury your bones," Chen Pingping said softly.

Dugu Qingfeng’s heart jolted violently.

By the time he recovered his senses, Chen Pingping had already vanished.

This guy...

Dugu Qingfeng sighed softly. "So fond of boasting. The ancestors truly were blind."

「 」

After parting with Dugu Qingfeng, Chen Pingping constantly pondered one question.

What was the true significance of the Ancient City’s existence?

「Atop Qingfeng.」

Chen Pingping continued, "For this mission, Jiang Ni’er will be in full command. Everyone must follow her orders."

Earth Chicken was bewildered.

"Furthermore..." Chen Pingping’s gaze swept over them. "Sound, who came from the Ancient City, and Candle, the Alien Race genius, are still missing. They might be lying low, waiting for an opportunity to strike. While you are on the Demon Race battlefield, you must be extremely wary of them. If you encounter them, kill them if you can. If you cannot, flee immediately."

For some reason, every time he mentioned Sound and Candle, a sense of unease pricked at his heart.

These two individuals had astonishing origins and were far from ordinary; they also possessed tremendous strength and terrifying trump cards.

It’s better to be cautious.

"Alright, I’ve said my piece. Do you have any objections?" Chen Pingping asked.

MOO!

Lao Huang the ox lowed softly.

WOOF WOOF WOOF!

Hei the dog barked as well.

Earth Chicken immediately spoke up, "I have an objection."

Seeing its elder brother speak, Eight Treasures Chicken chimed in, "I do too."

EEP!

Mao Qiu, still drowsy, opened its eyes. Though it couldn’t speak, it waved its tiny paws, as if trying to tell Chen Pingping, "Me too, me too..."

Chen Pingping smiled faintly, blatantly ignoring them. With a look of satisfaction, he said, "Alright, since there are no objections, you’re all dismissed!"

They were all dumbfounded.

"Ni’er, stay behind," Chen Pingping said, looking at her.

After all the members had dispersed, only two figures remained on the lawn of Qingfeng.

Chen Pingping spoke softly, "Do you feel confident?"

Jiang Ni’er was apprehensive. "Not really." She wasn’t Guang Xiaoyu, who was fearless in everything, nor was she Zi Ji, whose naïveté ran to her very bones, making her completely ignorant of what fear even was.

She was just an ordinary person!

To be asked to lead a team into the Demon Race’s battlefield, eliminate a group of powerful demons, and also face potential unknown risks...

Honestly, the pressure was immense.

Jiang Ni’er said dejectedly, "Senior Brother, why not give the command to Zi Ji instead?"

"..."

Chen Pingping nearly choked. "Look at that girl. Can she command? With such a good team, such a strong team, if I give her command, wouldn’t she lead them straight into a ditch?"

He paused and, before she could respond, patted Jiang Ni’er on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I believe in you."