Among those who had come to Ethereal Mountain this time, besides hundreds of Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators, there were also several Unbound Immortals.
He Pingsheng had slain three of them in one go.
The other two Dragon Race Unbound Immortals had left, and two more remained at the scene.
These two looked at He Pingsheng, then at the others. Neither dared enter Ethereal Mountain, so they too found excuses to leave.
That meant all the Unbound Immortals were gone at once!
"Fellow Daoist He!"
"Senior He!"
"Greetings, Lord Emperor of the Human Race!"
Many people hurried over, cupping their hands toward He Pingsheng and praising him.
He Pingsheng merely waved dismissively, paying little heed and exchanging few words.
Only when Gu Miaochen of the Witch Race came over did she get to sit opposite He Pingsheng.
"Thank you for lending a hand, Fellow Daoist Gu. I'm deeply grateful!" He Pingsheng cupped his hands toward Gu Miaochen.
"Really?" Gu Miaochen gave a cold laugh. "Why do I feel like a clown, then?"
Gu Miaochen could hardly be blamed for feeling that way.
I was so damned worried about you and sincerely stepped in to help, even spending two Earth Mother Blood Pills!
And what happened?
You didn't need my help at all!
You were putting on an act!
Hah...
Gu Miaochen seethed inside. She felt as though He Pingsheng had made a fool of her.
"I'm sorry I made you feel that way!" He Pingsheng hastily apologized. "But I wasn't deliberately hiding it from you. Please forgive me, and please understand!"
"Hmph!" Gu Miaochen snorted coldly. "Forget it. I'll be magnanimous and overlook your offense!"
"Once we enter Ethereal Mountain, don't forget to give me a share if you get anything good!"
Only then did He Pingsheng remember something. He hastily