Lord Peng Gong's Shock

The Wind-Thunder Secret Realm.

The Heavenly Sound Pavilion filled with the pleasant sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments, and a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Tang Ping leaned back in a soft chair covered with snow-white animal fur, looking languid.

A dozen or so graceful High Elf danced around him, their skirts billowing and exuding a vibrant fragrance; other beauties knelt beside him, offering him either refreshing nectar or sweet fresh fruit, their fingertips gently massaging and pressing, spreading comfort throughout his body.

"This is the life a strong person should live!" Tang Ping sighed, his eyes filled with contentment.

This enjoyment did not come out of thin air. He had cultivated for a long time, working diligently day and night without ever slacking off. His current leisure was the reward for his past crazy efforts.

Hard work pays off!

Brothers, invest in yourselves, make yourselves stronger, and then everything in the world will naturally revolve around you.

"Sisters, I'm in a good mood today!" Tang Ping laughed heartily, his tone generous. "As long as you serve me well, the rewards will be plentiful!"

"Yay!" The Elf's cheerful cheers rose and fell.

A moment later, the door opened slightly, and Feng Yaya led a new group of Elf in slowly.

These Elf have different appearances, each with its own charm. Some are graceful and elegant, others are as beautiful as peach blossoms and flowers, and still others are Gentle, lively, and adorable. At first glance, they are dazzling and captivating.

Feng Yaya bowed gracefully, her voice soft and gentle. "Your His Highness, today this servant presents you with a solo piece from the pavilion, exclusively for you, entitled 'Tears'."

Oh? What tears? Could they be steamed buns or dumplings? Tang Ping suddenly became interested. As a traditional Huaxia, his greatest virtue was cherishing food and never wasting a single grain.

"Let's begin!"

Feng Yaya smiled and nodded, "Please forgive me, Your His Highness, but this piece requires all light to be blocked, and Your His Highness must not use your divine sense."

Tang Ping laughed heartily and waved his hand, "Granted!"

In an instant, the pavilion was plunged into complete darkness.

In the darkness, faint rustling sounds could be heard, but what exactly was happening was hard to pinpoint.

Tang Ping only felt that the drink tasted a bit unusual today, but then he thought that it might be a psychological effect of the dark environment, so he didn't think about it anymore.

Six months later.

Tang Ping staggered out of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, his eyes unfocused and his steps unsteady. He quickly took out a lustrous Life Fruit and swallowed it. The rich life energy circulated throughout his body, barely restoring some of his strength.

Gazing at his reflection on the smooth ground, Tang Ping couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "I, a peerless genius of the Human Race, have been ruined by wine and women, and have become so haggard—"

With a soft sigh, he clenched his fist. "First day of abstaining from pornography!"

Hehe~

A delicate, giggling voice suddenly came from ahead; it sounded very familiar.

Tang Ping looked up, quickly composed himself, and hurried forward to bow respectfully. "Greetings, Master! Hehehe, Master, you've finally returned! Your disciple has missed you so much!"

Wind-Thunder Venerable crossed his arms and glanced at him with a half-smile, "Miss me? You miss me so much you're thinking about women?"

Her tone carried a hint of helplessness. "I've told you before, the path of cultivation is one of either progress or regression. How come every time I come back, I find you having fun?"

Tang Ping: "----"

Honestly, it's such a coincidence!

But he was an honest child after all, and dared not disobey his master, so he could only scratch his head and chuckle foolishly.

After laughing for a moment, he quickly changed the subject, his tone tinged with smugness. "Master! I have gained the recognition of the Origin Law of Time and Space! Quickly arrange tests for me. Can I now redeem my avatar Supreme Treasure and the blood of the Nether Sea Clan?"

He rubbed his hands together and added, "If this drags on any longer, I'll be breaking through to immortality!"

Wind-Thunder Venerable glanced at him and waved his hand, "Forget about the test."

Her tone carried a hint of disdain. "Isn't it just a mark recognized by the Space-Time Laws? It's not like I don't have one. You, kid, insist on wearing that mark on your head, as if you're afraid others won't know. It's truly shameful."

Of course, after she obtained the Law Mark that year, for some reason, she wandered around Chaos City for a whole year before finally finding her place to live.

"Oh~" Tang Ping quickly and obediently concealed the Law Mark above his head, his eyes full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Wind-Thunder Venerable said magnanimously, "A promise is a promise! The Special Lifeform lifeblood of World Lord Rank that you requested, your master will go and get it for you right away. Don't worry, it'll be a piece of cake!"

Hearing his master speak so casually, Tang Ping was immediately overjoyed and blurted out a compliment. "Master is amazing!"

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Inside the Final Divine Temple, Wind-Thunder Venerable had just completed the teleportation, and Lord of Peng Gong could even ask a question, "Plop!"

He rushed over, grabbed the other person's leg, and wailed, "Master, help me!"

Lord of Peng Gong: "----"

A moment later, seeing his apprentice's tears and snot smeared all over his trousers, Lord of Peng Gong looked helpless and said with obvious disgust, "Tell me, what trouble have you gotten yourself into this time that you need me to clean up your mess?"

Wind-Thunder Venerable sniffed and cried out, "Waaah, Master, you must save me this time! Promise me one thing first, and I'll get up!"

Lord of Peng Gong shook his leg, only to find he couldn't shake her off. The girl's crying grew louder and louder, the commotion even reaching the servants outside the hall.

"Alright, alright," he had no choice but to compromise. "Get up first. As long as it doesn't involve the overall interests of my Human Race, I'll agree to anything you say."

"Yay!"

Wind-Thunder Venerable instantly stopped crying and started laughing. He nimbly got up, hugged Lord of Peng Gong's arm, and said coquettishly, "Hehe, thank you, Master! You're so good to me. Becoming your disciple was the best decision I ever made. Master, I love you~"

Lord of Peng Gong's lips twitched, and he patiently said, "Get to the point!"

Seeing his master's impatience, Wind-Thunder Venerable quickly suppressed his playful demeanor and said seriously, "Actually, it's for my disciple. To encourage him, I promised that if he could gain the recognition of the Origin Law of Time and Space within ten thousand years, I would ask you, Master, to help him find a Special Lifeform blood to nurture his clone."

She shrugged. "I thought it was impossible, but he actually did it! I had no choice but to ask you, Master."

A hint of surprise finally appeared on Lord of Peng Gong's usually calm face. "Really?"

"Absolutely true! I confirmed it in person; the Law Mark cannot be faked!" Wind-Thunder Venerable nodded vigorously.

Lord of Peng Gong pondered in a low voice, "To simultaneously gain recognition from the Origin Law of Time and Space in just a few thousand years, and to be Black Warrior —this talent surpasses, and even far surpasses, those of Kedi and Zhuohuo, who are said to appear only once every ten million epochs."

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. "It's only right that I personally search for Special Lifeform blood for him. Tell me, which kind does he want?"

In the Primal Universe, obtaining a piece of the blood scales of World Lord Rank being was a piece of cake for him; no matter which secret realm it was, it was no challenge for him.

Wind-Thunder Venerable immediately beamed with joy and hurriedly said, "Master, I have already sent people to confirm! Within the Nine Nether Sea, there lives a Nether Sea Clan, who are descendants of the Lord of Nine Serenities."

One of them is Prince at the World Lord Rank, whose body spans 80 million kilometers. My disciple wants his blood!

Lord of Peng Gong: "???"