So It Was the Golden Crow Demon Emperor Who Had Come
Qi Cangshu followed behind Lu Ping, each step feeling like dancing on Earthfire Vent.
How did he, a law-abiding elder of the Alchemy Hall, end up on this treacherous path?
He glanced back in the direction of the Bamboo Courtyard, Si Wangshu's figure had already disappeared.
A noblewoman from the Si Clan, a high-ranking monk from Great Forest Temple, Golden Core True Person...
These words swirled in his mind, until finally only one thought remained.
In this situation, he has no choice but to follow along.
Upon reaching the main Greenwood Sect Master, Lu Ping stopped and turned to the side.
Qi Cangshu understood and stepped forward with a stiff upper lip.
As an elder of the Alchemy Hall, it was perfectly reasonable for him to have an audience with the sect Sect Master.
As for the disciples who followed behind, they were merely an extra and could be ignored.
Upon seeing Qi Cangshu, the disciples guarding the palace gate immediately bowed in respect.
Elder Qi.
When they saw Lu Ping behind Qi Cangshu, they paused only slightly and then asked no further questions.
Qi Cangshu took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and took the lead into the Main Hall.
Han Changqing was sitting in the main seat, with stacks of account books spread out in front of him. He heard footsteps, but didn't even look up.
Elder Qi, what is it?
Before Qi Cangshu could speak, Lu Ping stepped out from behind him.
Han Changqing paused, then finally raised his head.
He saw Lu Ping.
An unfamiliar Outer Sect Disciple actually followed an elder from the Alchemy Hall and barged into the Main Hall without being announced.
Han Changqing's face showed no anger, but rather a hint of indifference.
"Elder Qi, what are you doing in the Main Hall with an Outer Sect Disciple?"
Lu Ping didn't answer, he just looked at him calmly.
The next instant, the Breath-Concealing Technique on Lu Ping's body peeled away layer by layer.
Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core Early Stage.
As the final layer of Golden Core energy unfolded, the inkstone in front of Han Changqing cracked open with a snap.
Main Hall, all the Restrictions lit up simultaneously, only to be gradually dimmed by the sheer pressure of that overwhelming aura.
[Effective Bully at Home.]
Han Changqing's pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly stood up.
He instinctively tried to activate the Main Hall's grand formation, but the chair behind him instantly turned to ashes, and the Formation Technique became completely unresponsive.
He stared intently at the "Outer Sect Disciple" before him, his face devoid of any composure.
Lu Ping had no intention of giving him a chance to catch his breath.
Lu Ping raised his hand and pointed out with one finger.
The Southern Bright Separation Fire condensed into a thin line of crimson gold, piercing straight towards Han Changqing's brow.
This finger movement doesn't look fast.
At least in Qi Cangshu's eyes, Lu Ping's actions could even be described as casual.
But Han Changqing didn't even have time to entertain the thought of hiding.
He clearly saw the thin, crimson-gold line, but could only watch helplessly as it pierced right up to his brow.
Just like in the simulation.
The golden talisman between Han Changqing's brows suddenly lit up, blocking the Fire-Separation Finger.
The Divine Sense pressure of Golden Core level cultivator descended with a deafening roar.
This time, Lu Ping did not use the Mind-Erasing Powder.
Oh, you poor True Person, you don't even have the resources to refine the Mind-Erasing Powder...
The golden core within Lu Ping's dantian spun gently.
Both being Golden Core level Divine Senses, they directly collided with that talisman.
The two Golden Core Divine Senses collided, silently eroding each other.
On the wall behind Han Changqing, fine, spiderweb-like cracks appeared.
His face was deathly pale, and his hands gripped the edge of the table so tightly that his knuckles were turning blue.
The Divine Sense behind the talisman conveyed a sense of surprise and uncertainty.
"Human Race Golden Core?"
Lu Ping withdrew his finger, looked at the golden talisman, and suddenly smiled.
"So it was the Golden Crow Demon Emperor who arrived."
"Long time no see."
As expected, these are old silver coins.
Despite being at the Heavenly Demon Stage, he suppressed his Divine Sense to the Core Condensation Stage and infiltrated the Human Race territory.
No wonder this demon remained hidden even forty years later, at the beginning of the great war between the two races.
As soon as Lu Ping finished speaking, Han Changqing and Qi Cangshu both showed expressions of horror.
Clearly, even Han Changqing was unaware that the "master from the Southern Lands" he had pledged allegiance to was actually a Demon Emperor.
Qi Cangshu, on the other hand, began to question the meaning of life.
There must be something wrong with the feng shui of this Greenwood Sect!
This tiny, Greenwood Sect in this remote Border Region is hardly worth the gathering of all these great masters.
After Lu Ping revealed the identity of the golden talisman, it trembled violently, and its light dimmed by half.
The Divine Sense behind the talisman stirred up a monstrous wave.
He felt an utter sense of absurdity.
Chunwu!
This name is a top secret within the Myriad Demon Hall.
On the Human Race, apart from a few powerful figures, no one knew of the existence of the Tenth Demon Emperor.
But now, in an obscure little sect in the Qingling Border Region, a Golden Core cultivator who appeared out of nowhere called out his real name!
Even more bizarrely, the other party said "How have you been?"
It was as if they had met before.
This ridiculously young Human Race Golden Core cultivator before them already knew he would come, and already knew who was hiding behind the talisman.
How did he know?
Even more critically, this wisp of Divine Sense attached to the talisman had already severed its direct connection with the main body in order to conceal itself.
This means that the Human Race has uncovered the Demon Race's shocking conspiracy.
But he couldn't get the message back!
"You..."
The Golden Crow Demon Emperor's Divine Sense only had time to utter a single syllable before Lu Ping's second attack arrived.
The Thousand Mechanisms Falling Blossoms Instruction is activated.
A Low-Grade Spirit Stone flew out.
The poor ghost True Person, one less Spirit Stone.
The Low-Grade Spirit Stone flashed through the air and disappeared, reappearing already embedded in the talisman.
[This I'm the Client.]
Following closely behind the Spirit Stone, another Fire-Separation Finger was planted on the talisman.
This time, the Southern Bright Separation Fire was not blocked.
The crimson fire pierced directly into the core of the talisman as if burning through thin paper.
"Click."
The golden seal exploded instantly.
The Golden Crow Demon Emperor's Divine Sense let out a roar of unwilling anger.
Immediately, it was completely crushed by Lu Ping's Divine Sense and vanished into nothingness.
Han Changqing's body trembled violently, and blood seeped from all seven orifices at the same time.
His biggest trump card was so easily wiped out by the other party.
Han Changqing looked at Lu Ping, and finally revealed his fear.
Who exactly are you?
His voice trembled, and he had long lost all the dignity of the Greenwood Sect Master.
Lu Ping did not answer.
He stepped forward and placed his palm on Han Changqing's crown.
Soul Searching Technique.
A jumble of fragmented memories flooded into his Sea of Consciousness.
[This is effective on Salty Fish.]
The Blood-Congealing Five-Elements Pill, the Southern Bright Li Fire Scripture, details of the trade with the Demon Race, and some secrets within the Azure Cloud Sect...
Lu Ping observed quickly, and after a moment, he withdrew his hand.
"Puff."
Han Changqing's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.
Lu Ping used his Spiritual Power to take Han Changqing's Storage Ring. He scanned it with his Divine Sense and found that the contents were similar to those in the simulation.
It seems there are a few more Spirit Stones.
Just then, a Nascent Soul Divine Sense swept across from the direction of the Bamboo Courtyard Behind the Mountain, paused for a moment in the Main Hall, and then quickly retreated.
It seems they were afraid that if they retreated too late, they would offend some terrifying being.
Lu Ping naturally noticed the spying, but he ignored it.
He turned and looked towards the doorway.
Outside the Main Hall, more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators had already surrounded them.