Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Can’t Even Beat a Dog
The mist blew from front to rear, seeming eerie, but in reality, it posed no danger.
A lone boat moved slowly, with Lin Yuexin standing quietly aboard.
She had changed into plain clothes, and although her attire was simple, it could hardly conceal her demeanor—noble, elegant, and indifferent.
Before long, the solitary boat also entered the heavy fog.
Just now, was that Chen Pingping?
The distance was quite vast, and she hadn’t seen the scene clearly, only discerning some shadows; hence, her heart trembled.
After Lin Yuexin left, the next to arrive were a group of young people from the Purple Gold Divine Clan, among whom was Jin Chan.
At this moment, his expression was grim and unsightly.
Several of them had been discussing his claims and didn’t believe him. He asserted that the Heaven Martial Continent was a prison, suppressing the descendants of criminals who were unable to cultivate.
Despite the passage of many years, even if some situations had changed, their cultivation realms were probably not very high. Not to mention any chickens or dogs. It was all absurd talk. The group believed Jin Chan had only concocted this excuse after meeting with failure.
"Enough!" Jin Chan snapped.
There were seven of them: two women and five men, all with handsome features and extraordinary demeanors.
Hearing the anger in Jin Chan’s voice, the group looked at him and chuckled. "It’s just a joke, cousin. Why get so mad?"
"That’s right! We believe you."
"Exactly! That chicken is very powerful, able to sever our cousin’s Divine Sense."
"Mhm, that dog is strong too. It came from the Heaven Martial Continent and heavily injured our cousin. We all believe you," they said, their smiles broad but their tone dripping with sarcasm.
Jin Chan’s face remained grim; he said nothing.
Then, a woman spoke up, "There’s something ahead."
The fog blew towards them.
The boat slowed to a halt. The others grew wary, but Jin Chan alone stepped forward boldly and walked into the mist.
In the dim and hazy fog, he seemed to see a figure, a person.
WOOF!
The familiar barking sound reached his ears.
Jin Chan’s expression shifted. His breathing grew ragged, and his golden pupils dilated wide as he immediately charged forward.
The approaching figure was naturally Chen Pingping.
It was one of the avatars from his One Qi Turns into Three Clarities technique, with Hei by his side—not very large, but adorably fierce.
"You deserve to die!" Jin Chan roared.
Recalling all that had happened, the rage deep within him ignited. His killing intention was chillingly sharp, and his eyes seemed to blaze with fire.
HUM!
In an instant, myriad killing techniques erupted. Sharp golden sword gleams burst forth from his body, wrapped in endless killing intention.
This strike was powerful, shaking the Void, yet the thick fog remained unaffected.
Chen Pingping sighed softly. Why bother? He hadn’t done anything. It was the chicken that had ridiculed Jin Chan, and Hei was the one who had injured Jin Chan twice. What did it have to do with him?
However, since Jin Chan had pursued him this far, Chen Pingping felt it necessary to stop him. He couldn’t allow people from the Purple Gold Divine Clan to enter Heaven Capital. If various factions mingled there, the situation would become difficult for him to control.
Hei rushed out. A thick beam of sword light erupted from its body. In an instant, a vast Divine Brilliance emerged, the Sword Intent contained within far denser than even concentrated Spirit Stones.
Jin Chan’s expression changed drastically.
It was this Sword Dao... Do you see it? Do you all see it now? I wasn’t lying!
Jin Chan subconsciously looked back, but a dense fog veiled everything behind him. Where were his companions?
Just then, Hei’s Sword Dao slashed down. With a sickening squelch, Jin Chan was heavily injured once more.
"Ants from the Heaven Martial Continent!" Jin Chan’s rage was uncontrollable. His hair flew wildly, his expression grew even colder, and his golden pupils glinted with a frosty light, transforming into sharp sword images that slashed forward.
At the same time, he was also activating the Bloodline Power within his body.
The Power Path grew ever stronger.
However... another sword gleam slashed down, striking deep into his Dantian. The nascent recovery he had just experienced was instantly extinguished.
His body was violently blasted away, crashing into the sea and causing waves dozens of feet high.
So strong! Why is this happening? Damn it! It’s just a dog!
Jin Chan’s face was stiff with indignation. He quickly steadied himself and emerged from the sea.
HUM!
Another powerful attack came head-on, giving him no chance to react.
Jin Chan spat out blood. "..." He activated a secret technique and quickly fled.
I can’t fight anymore. Fuck! That dog is too unnatural! But it doesn’t matter; my clan members are behind me.
Jin Chan barely escaped with his life. He was covered in blood, which also trickled from the corners of his mouth; he looked utterly wretched.
The clan members on the boat were surprised to see him like this and couldn’t help but ask, "What happened?"
"What’s in the fog? Why can’t we sense it?"
"Cousin?" A few of them stepped forward, their expressions solemn.
Jin Chan was, after all, an expert of the Imperial Dao. Yet, in just a few short minutes within the fog, he had suffered such horrific injuries.
Jin Chan sneered. Heh! "If you want to know, you can go in yourselves."
Upon hearing this, the others fell silent and exchanged glances.
One of the younger men laughed and strode forward. "It’s just a bit of fog. If there’s anything strange, this young master will suppress it with one fell swoop!"
HUM!
No sooner had his front foot stepped into the fog than a sharp sword gleam struck down. Before he could see anything clearly, his body was sent flying out.
The others were stunned.
"What was that?" Jin Wu exclaimed, his eyes wide.
The others all looked towards Jin Chan.
Jin Chan was still sneering. "You didn’t believe me, did you? Go on then! That dog is right there in the fog. If any of you can suppress it, I’ll write my name backward."
A dog?
Jin Wu, unconvinced, stepped back into the fog, still suspicious.
The result was the same; he was swept out by the Sword Dao before he could get a clear look at his opponent.
He was a bit dazed. Someone behind him spoke up, "A dog... it can’t be that powerful, can it?"
Hearing this, Jin Chan, who was standing to the side, sneered silently. Not that powerful? Heh! Then why don’t you all go and try?!
"I’ll try!" A woman leaped and dashed into the fog.
A moment later, a scream echoed out, followed by a THUD! The woman was sent flying sideways out of the fog, golden blood arcing through the air.
A few people stared with their mouths agape.
Jin Wu asked her, "How did it go? Did you see it clearly?"
"No!" she said, coughing up blood. "It was all fog; I couldn’t see anything clearly. But there was a figure." As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at Jin Chan.
Jin Chan’s face was grim as he said, "That was Chen Pingping."
"So, Chen Pingping is the dog?" someone asked.
"Chen Pingping is Chen Pingping, and the dog is a dog!" Jin Chan gritted his teeth.
"So, was it Chen Pingping who heavily injured you, or was it the dog?"
"..."
Fuck! A bunch of idiots. There’s no point in talking to them.
Jin Chan simply shut his mouth, saying no more.
Jin Wu leaned closer and said, "Cousin, do you mean that dog belongs to Chen Pingping?"
Sob... finally, someone understands! Jin Chan felt an inexplicable surge of emotion and was about to speak when Jin Wu’s next words made him explode with rage: "Cousin! If you can’t even beat a dog, do you still dream of challenging its master?"