Chen Ping’s brow furrowed slightly, a hint of solemnity crossing his face.
He didn’t see the man cast any spells or utter any incantations, yet these two women seemed possessed, obeying the man’s every word. This level of power, Chen Ping believed, was something he himself couldn’t achieve.
If a man were to attack Chen Ping right now, Chen Ping knew he would have no chance of winning. He probably wouldn’t even have an opportunity to fight back.
“Why are you following me?”
Chen Ping finally spoke up.
A cold smile finally appeared on the man’s impassive face after Chen Ping questioned him. “I didn’t expect you to notice that I’ve been following you all along. It seems you’ve reached the stage of Pigu, and now you are practically invincible in front of those so-called warriors…”
Instead of answering Chen Ping’s question, the man directly stated Chen Ping’s cultivation level.
This time, Chen Ping was even more certain that the man before him was also a cultivator just like him. However, he sensed hostility from the man towards him.
“Who exactly are you? To be able to use divine sense to investigate, you’re at least at the Pigu Realm. Yet with a single word, you sent two women away as if they were possessed. This kind of power must surpass the Pigu Realm. Could you be at the Jindan Realm? Or even the Yuanying Realm?”
Chen Ping looked at the man with a serious expression and asked.
“You needn’t guess any further, my strength is far beyond your reach. Just come with me peacefully, and I won’t harm you…”
The man looked down on Chen Ping with disdain.
“Where to?” Chen Ping asked.
You don’t need to know that now, you’ll understand when we get there!
Men didn’t want to tell Chen Ping.
“I won’t go with a stranger unless you say I can!”
Chen Ping would not follow the man before him, even if he was defeated. Chen Ping would never surrender passively; it was not his nature.
Do you still have any room to choose? <<<
As soon as the man finished speaking, an imposing aura emanated from him, enveloping Chen Ping completely.
Feeling the sudden surge of pressure, Chen Ping trembled, a vast amount of spiritual energy surging from within his body to resist it.
Unfortunately, Chen Ping’s resistance was like a trickle of water meeting a raging flood beast. It was utterly insignificant and instantly crushed. Chen Ping’s body couldn’t bear the pressure and with a *plop*, he knelt on one knee, spewing a mouthful of blood!
“Haha, even the esteemed Young Master Long isn’t that impressive. And to top it off, he’s a lecherous rogue who fancies women…”
The man looked at Chen Ping and burst into laughter.
In the man’s laughter, gusts of wind like blades sliced through Chen Ping’s body, leaving him with cuts that bled profusely. However, these wounds all avoided vital areas and were not fatal!
It’s clear the man doesn’t want to kill Chen Ping, or else Chen Ping would have been dead long ago.
“Young Master Long? You know my background?” Chen Ping frowned. He didn’t care about his injuries, but was interested in the man’s words, “Young Master Long”!
This person may know their own life story. Chen Ping has always wanted to know who they really are and who their biological mother is. Ever since learning that they were adopted and raised, Chen Ping has never given up on this idea.
“If you want to know your origins, just come with me quietly, so that you won’t suffer any more flesh and blood pain…”
The man retracted his aura, and Chen Ping instantly felt the pressure on him ease. He spat out another mouthful of blood.
Looking at Chen Ping still spitting blood, the man shook his head: “Your body is too weak. I thought you could cultivate to the state of fasting and withstand this wave of my aura. It turns out that you are a soft-bodied wretch and haven’t tempered your body at all. Fortunately, I only used one-third of my strength, or else if you died, how would I go to collect the reward…”
Disdain filled the man’s eyes; in his view, Chen Ping’s strength was worthless.