Fantasy: Simplified Cultivation, From Minion to Overlord
Chapter 1714

You Think I'm a Lamb Waiting for the Slaughter?

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Chu Qing walked on, searching for Shang Xie.

However, after traveling for a hundred days and nights, although the creatures around him had grown stronger, he still had not found any peerless powerhouse.

He unleashed his might, and many strange creatures gathered from the Four Directions.

They studied Chu Qing curiously and asked one after another, "Who are you?"

Chu Qing smiled. "I am an outsider—Emperor."

The many creatures looked bewildered.

They curiously pressed him about what he had come here to do.

Chu Qing smiled. "I'm looking for Shang Xie!"

The creatures' expressions turned strange. "Are you enemies, or friends?"

"Friends!"

The Shang Xie of the future had given him three blessings, allowing him the chance to cross time and space and descend into this era, as well as the era of the Third Limit Martial Ancestor.

Therefore, they were friends.

But in the next second, the surrounding creatures burst into laughter. "What a case of getting it without lifting a finger!"

"Capture him, and we can use him to threaten Shang Xie!"

Chu Qing froze. "You can't capture me!"

The creatures laughed uproariously. "Then we'll kill you!"

Chu Qing took one step and appeared before them in an instant. "I was just thinking of killing you!"

He raised a hand, his five fingers hooked like spears as they stabbed toward one creature.

That creature resembled a goat walking upright. Its head had seven or eight eyes and more than a dozen horns, making it look exceptionally vicious.

Chu Qing did not use secret transmissions, nor did he use divine abilities.

Because:

He had long discovered that these creatures were strange. They could resist secret transmissions and divine abilities.

They could even resist more than half the power of his titles.

He had long been curious about these creatures.

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