He Pingsheng was the last to leave the Great Hall. He cautiously flew away from the Divine Emperor's mountain peak, and before he had gone far, he ran into Yin Xiaoyue.
"Fellow Daoist He..."
"Wasn't this a Dao discussion?"
"Why has everyone left?"
"What exactly happened?"
Yin Xiaoyue looked at He Pingsheng curiously.
He Pingsheng did not answer her questions, instead asking quietly, "What is your relationship with Divine Emperor Begonia?"
Yin Xiaoyue said, "Divine Emperor Begonia is our patriarch. I'm his descendant!"
"One of them!"
"Mm..." Only then did He Pingsheng say, "I just took out my Book of Seven Curses to trade... Your Divine Emperor Begonia gave me two Ninth Grade artifacts, and I gave him the Book of Seven Curses!"
"What?" Yin Xiaoyue looked pained. "You, you, you... You traded it for just two Ninth Grade weapons?"
"That was a Sacred Artifact, He Pingsheng! You took a huge loss!"
"How could you..."
Yin Xiaoyue was heartbroken, as though she were the one who had taken the loss.
He Pingsheng said, "It's fine. I just love taking losses... That's not the point!"
"The point is, a fellow named Wang Ping appeared at the Dao Discussion Ceremony. He swindled Divine Emperor Begonia out of the Book of Seven Curses, then vanished outright!"
"Divine Emperor Begonia flew into a towering rage. Right now, he's doing everything he can to hunt down Wang... ahem... Wang Ping..."
"So the Dao discussion couldn't continue, and everyone left!"
"Oh, so that's what happened!" Yin Xiaoyue said. "This Wang Ping really has some nerve. Ah... never mind him. My Daoist Grounds are nearby. Would you like to come over for a visit, Fellow Daoist He?"
He Pingsheng smiled politely and shook his head. "No, Fellow Daoist Yin... I have to go!"
"I still have urgent