"The world is full of wonders; in my entire life, I've witnessed Snowfall falling in June three times."
The elderly man, however, didn't seem to care; he reeked of alcohol, his face flushed red to his nose.
With this one sum of money, he's made enough for his Old Qian and is ready to retire and find a quiet place to enjoy his old age.
"I haven't earned enough yet. My baby was just born, a girl, and twins at that. Let me tell you..."
The Mole Man talked about his children and dreamed about the future. He wanted to earn more money so that when his two little girls grew up, they could live a wealthy life.
Chen Pingping and Jiang Qingqing didn't talk much about the future because their achievements were too amazing; if they wanted to make money, they could become rich overnight.
For example, that previous Gold Drafter trip started at ten thousand taels of silver, but this couple didn't take a single coin.
"Sigh, what a pity. If I had that ability, I could be staying home with my little girl by now."
The Mole Man was filled with envy; this Red Dust Dual Heroes were truly remarkable, surprisingly not interested in money.
"But as far as I know, the two of you killed a noble young master from the neighboring province. That young master had an extraordinary background and possessed a great deal of gold, silver, and valuables, all of which were gone when he died."
The man in his early thirties looked at Chen Pingping and smiled.
"What's wrong with taking some of his things? That young master has committed countless evils, including rape and plunder, causing immense suffering to countless families."
The burly man curled his lip. He hated such powerful people, but he knew he was of low status and weak and couldn't afford to offend them. Only the two heroes dared to kill such important figures.
He was overjoyed to hear that the couple had rid the people of a scourge, and he even went out of his way to celebrate.
"You two have indeed done something very gratifying, but your whereabouts here have been exposed. I suggest you leave for distant lands, preferably away from Great Li."
The older Martial Artist spoke.
That young master's identity is indeed extraordinary. His parents are both prominent figures in the Late Golden Core, and it is said that his grandfather was a long-time friend of a certain Half-Saint.
Now that province is plastered with the couple's portraits, the two of them brazenly travel to a neighboring province to perform acts of chivalry, without any fear of being caught.
"What's there to be afraid of? At worst, I'll follow Mo Zicheng and go into hiding. If he pushes me too far, my wife and I will go to his house and have a big fight."
Chen Pingping's nonchalant tone.
"Brother Pingping is truly skilled and daring; we admire him greatly."
The three men toasted the couple three times.
Then, they toasted each other until the wine was all gone before the party ended.
"We may meet again someday, and if the opportunity arises, I hope to have another drink with you all!"
The Mole Man laughed loudly as he left.
"I'm afraid it will be very difficult to have such an opportunity again." The elder sighed.
Aside from the fact that the two heroes never changed their names or identities, they always disguised themselves and gathered together, never daring to reveal their true faces.
Therefore, it's highly unlikely we'll ever see each other again.
Click!
Suddenly, another clap of thunder rang out, and the old man, who was about to leave, stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.
"That's really fucking amazing."
The old man couldn't help but curse. This thunder was really strange. The weather was so nice, and then it suddenly changed.
Click!
At this moment, the sky was no longer azure, but covered with dark clouds, and lightning as thick as chopsticks flashed frequently. Many pedestrians on the street were hurrying home to collect their laundry.
Inside the private room, only Chen Pingping and her husband, along with a man in his early thirties, remained.
The man stood by the window, gazing at the gloomy sky, and remarked, "Just a moment ago it was sunny, but now it's thundering. Perhaps this is the prelude to a storm."
He looked into the distance and saw an old man in a deserted corner. The old man, who had been somewhat dazed and drunk just moments before, was now clear-headed and walking briskly into the distance.
"The old man was quite cautious; he even pretended to be drunk in front of us."
The voice suddenly rang in the man's ear, and he froze, not realizing that Chen Pingping had stood beside him.
Without giving it much thought, he smiled and said, "I haven't had enough to drink yet, how about we have a few more drinks?"
"You're stalling for time, aren't you?"
Jiang Ping stared at the other person with a meaningful look.
The man's expression changed slightly; he couldn't understand where he had given himself away.
Clang!
Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly forced open, and the three saw Mole Man appear, covered in blood. The man was pale and said in a trembling voice:
"Run! That old bastard is using dirty tricks; he has five accomplices!"
This burly man was kind-hearted; even though he was severely injured, he didn't forget to inform the three people he had only met once.
However, he was wrong; the one who wanted to double-cross him wasn't the old man.
Thump!
The man in his early thirties suddenly made a move, unleashing a surge of Blood Qi, and struck the burly man's chest.
Bang!
The burly man struggled to hold on, but coughed up blood and was injured again. He looked at this "junior" whose face had suddenly turned ferocious with shock.
After spending the past few days together, he felt that the other person had some backbone and admired him. Only now did he realize that this was the one who had truly done the dirty work.
"Why?"
The burly man couldn't help but question him. He had imparted a lot of underworld experience to the other party, but all he received in return was malice.
"There's no reason why. People die for money, birds die for food. Your wealth is definitely not less than that old geezer's."
The young man couldn't hide the greed in his eyes.
The burly man sneered, "When I'm traveling, how could I possibly keep my valuables on my person?"
"You will pay. You seem to really enjoy taking care of the younger generation. Although you try your best to hide it, I've picked up on your real accent these past few days. As long as I post your picture in your hometown as a missing person notice, someone will naturally come knocking on your door."
The young man's disdainful expression immediately made the burly man's face turn ugly.
Whoosh!
At that moment, several people climbed in through the window, one of them carrying a severely injured old man.
Clearly, this was a gang operation, specifically targeting men like burly men who were both dangerous and wealthy, because these Martial Artists often lacked connections, allowing them to extort money and then eliminate the target without fear of retaliation.
Chen Qingyan's pupils contracted slightly. She hadn't expected that a chivalrous act would turn into a kidnapping case.
At that moment, the young man at the head of the group turned to look at Jiang Ping and his wife, who were their main target.
He laughed, his voice changing, no longer young:
"How was my role-playing? Pretty good, right? Blood Qi, doesn't it make you look like a greenhorn just starting out?"
After saying that, he directly lifted the Human-Skin Mask, revealing a gloomy middle-aged face with a scar on his left eye, making him look somewhat ferocious.
"It's you, Xiao Long!"
The Mole Man instantly recognized the face. The man was notorious in the underworld, notorious for his wickedness and cruelty, even more vicious than the nobleman who had died in the neighboring province.
"It's over!" The old man, already severely injured, turned pale. He had been hunting geese all day, but today he was the one being pecked by one. This time, he was really doomed. The other party was very fierce; none of those they tied up had ever survived.
Moreover, this person is incredibly powerful. Not only does he possess Innate Blood Techniques, but he has also cultivated a skill to the Artistic Conception. Chen Pingping and his wife, on the other hand, only possess Half-Step Artistic Conception, so they are definitely no match for him.
"Brother Ping, Sister Qing, run! You're no match for this man!" the Mole Man shouted anxiously.
However, Xiao Long and his accomplices had already surrounded the couple.
"You took that young master's valuables; he must have more than ten thousand taels of gold on him."
Xiao Long couldn't hide his smile; this was definitely a huge success.
However, he found it a little strange that the couple remained completely calm, even after hearing his name.
But then, Jiang Ping suddenly laughed:
"How about it? My acting wasn't any worse than yours, was it?"
"Huh?" Xiao Long paused.
Because the voice of this person named Chen Pingping has also changed, but instead of becoming more weathered, it sounds much younger.
What's going on?
He couldn't understand how a Sixth Grade expert, who had grasped Half-Step Artistic Conception, could have such a young voice.
"It's alright."
Jiang Qingqing also spoke, her voice clear and crisp, sounding like that of a young woman in her late teens.
What the heck?
At that moment, everyone was utterly terrified.
Even more terrifying, Xiao Long and the Bandit Leaders discovered that their bodies were turning into nothingness.
"Golden Core senior?!"
The injured old man said in a trembling voice, "I've seen a lot. Only experts at the Golden Core stage or above can use such divine abilities."
Are these Red Dust Dual Heroes senior Golden Core cultivators?
Before they could even ask any questions, the couple had already vanished, ascending into the sky, which further confirmed the old man's suspicions.
"As expected, he is Golden Core cultivator!"
The old man was filled with gratitude. It was like a dream. His last action before retiring from the martial arts world was to be with the senior Golden Core, drinking and chatting with them, and being saved by them.
"The injuries are all healed."
The Mole Man discovered that his severe injuries had completely healed.
"To the East Sea."
Jiang Ping and Chen Qingyan headed east.
He felt his Spiritual power overflowing, as if it were being unsheathed.
It's clear that things have reached a point where things are ripe for the taking, and the Great Tribulation is almost uncontrollable.
Boom!
Deep into the East Sea, thousands of miles away, Jiang Ping was instantly engulfed by lightning.
The Spirit Wander Tribulation has fully erupted.
I've been having trouble sleeping these past few days and my condition has been terrible. I'll take a break today and work on the plot to see if I can update earlier tomorrow.