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When did I become invincible?

Deep in Mud Flat Alley. Inside a neatly cleaned large courtyard. A handsome young man lay sleeping in a chair. Ding! At this moment, an electronic sound rang in his ears. Chen Ping'an stretched lazily and opened his sleepy eyes. The peach tree bathed in the bright courtyard came into view. "Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you've kept me company the longest." This peach tree was the one he planted himself when he came to this world.

zuntian · Eastern
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My Lord, No Mercy Even When I Surrender?

In the sky above.

The celestial weapon had kept Chen Yanming kneeling for quite a while. 

This guy loved seeing others kneel so much, so it decided to make him kneel for an extended period.

After a while, the Golden Feathered Celestial Weapon finally looked down towards the Murong Palace below and said, "How do you want to deal with him? Kill him? Or kill him? Or maybe kill him?"

The group of people listening to these words had their mouths twitching slightly.

This question was quite something.

As for Chen Yanming, hearing these words made him want to cry.

At this moment, he felt very stifled and displeased.

However, he also knew that he was helpless.

All he could do was try to find a way to leave this place.

Fortunately, there were no acquaintances here, so as long as he left, no one would say anything about him.

At most, he would feel uncomfortable for a while.

Chen Yanming knew that his life or death was now in the hands of the Murong Palace below.

He hurriedly said, "Senior, I was wrong. I sincerely apologize for my behavior earlier. You are a magnanimous person. Please spare me this once, and I will agree to whatever you say!"

After he said these words, the surrounding area became extremely quiet.

Well, well, he did indeed beg for mercy.

A look of relief appeared on Murong Palace's face.

Earlier, you were so arrogant, but now look at you?

Hmph!

You even dared to call yourself an ant, do you want to call yourself that again?

The others, witnessing this scene, had their breathing become somewhat disordered.

An Immortal was actually speaking like this to someone who was merely at the Realm of Fragmented Spirit.

Tsk tsk, it was simply too dreamlike.

However.

Just as Chen Yanming finished speaking, the Golden Feathered Celestial Weapon suddenly shook.

A powerful force acted upon Chen Yanming's body.

With a loud bang, Chen Yanming's entire body flew backwards.

In the blink of an eye, he was at the edge of the sky.

But in the next instant, in the blink of an eye, Chen Yanming suddenly flew back, still kneeling.

At this moment, Chen Yanming's mouth had a streak of fresh blood, and he looked very disheveled.

The group of people who witnessed this scene understood what it meant for an ant to face an elephant.

The previously arrogant Chen Yanming was truly just an ant before this celestial weapon.

Chen Yanming was currently dazed.

My Lord, I was just begging for mercy from the person below, why did you hit me?

Not even allowing me to surrender?!

The people below were also a bit confused.

They didn't understand why the celestial weapon had suddenly treated Chen Yanming like that.

The Golden Feathered Celestial Weapon also provided an answer, coldly saying, "You trash, did I allow you to speak? Without my permission, if you dare say another word, I'll kill you!"

Hearing these words, Chen Yanming really wanted to cry.

What bloody bad luck have I encountered in my eight past lives? How did I end up in this situation?

Chen Yanming's mind was in chaos.

Not long ago, when he encountered these beings, he thought he had lucked out.

But now, it turned out to be false.

What a bloody mess!

The celestial weapon continued to look at Murong Palace and said, "How do you want to deal with him?"

This time, Murong Palace spoke up.

"Killing him is useless; let him go. However, he must hand over all his valuables!"

Murong Palace thought about it and felt that having the celestial weapon kill this person didn't seem worthwhile.

This person was an Immortal.

Perhaps he had joined some faction in the Immortal Realm.

Or he might have relatives or brothers.

And if they found out he had come to the mortal realm,

And that they had killed him, there was no telling how many Immortals might come seeking trouble in the future.

In reality, he hadn't suffered any significant loss. Chen Yanming had only kneeled on one knee, merely damaging his dignity to some extent.

Exchanging that for Chen Yanming's entire fortune wasn't a bad deal.

Most importantly, it would avoid a lot of trouble.

After all, he wasn't sure if this celestial weapon would always come to his protection...

Perhaps this time it had come because it had set its sights on the Black Mamba or the entire sect.

In the future, if this celestial weapon's relatives came to kill, it might not appear.

Hearing Murong Palace's words, the celestial weapon didn't say anything else.

Its gaze fell upon Chen Yanming.

"Did you hear that? You know what to do, right?"

Chen Yanming hadn't expected Murong Palace to spare him.

He immediately looked at Murong Palace with gratitude.

Then he quickly took out all his belongings.

Actually, on this trip, he hadn't brought too many things down, so it wasn't a huge loss.

There was only one weapon that was almost at the level of a celestial weapon.

But it was worth it to exchange for his life.

He quickly gathered all his belongings into a storage ring.

Finally, he made the storage ring fly towards Murong Palace.

The celestial weapon felt that Chen Yanming wouldn't dare try any tricks, so it released its restraints.

"Scram!"

Hearing this, Chen Yanming quickly nodded.

But at this time, the celestial weapon suddenly called him to stop again.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm protecting this sect's Sword Patriarch. In the future, don't even think about causing trouble. For every one of you that comes, I'll kill one!"

The celestial weapon didn't want any future trouble, so it bluntly issued a threat.

Chen Yanming hurriedly nodded.

"Also, you can tell the people in the Immortal Realm about my whereabouts, but you'd better be prepared for me to endlessly hunt you down. Do you understand?"

The celestial weapon wasn't afraid of anyone from the Immortal Realm coming to capture it.

After all, there were a bunch of powerful beings in the courtyard it resided in, and anyone who came would definitely die.

But issuing a threat might save a lot of trouble.

Hearing this, Chen Yanming still nodded.

But in his heart, he didn't take it seriously.

What could you do even if you said that?

The Immortal Realm is so vast, how could you hunt me down?

After the celestial weapon finished speaking, it said again, "Scram!"

Chen Yanming nodded like a woodpecker, then flew away in one direction as fast as lightning.

His heart was very displeased.

He silently cursed: Golden Feathered Celestial Weapon, you just wait, I'll go back to the Immortal Realm right now and report your actions here to my big brother!

After the celestial weapon drove Chen Yanming away, it looked down at the group of people below.

It didn't say anything else and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

After feeling that powerful aura disappear, the group of people finally exhaled a breath of stale air.

Then, all of their gazes swiftly shifted and fell upon Murong Palace.

At this moment, their eyes held complex expressions.

This Peace Sect was going to rise up!

And it would rise in an unstoppable manner!

To have a celestial weapon guarding it from behind, if it didn't rise, even a fool wouldn't believe it.

Their hearts were extremely shaken.

What had this sect gone through?

How did it suddenly become like this?

Moreover, why did that celestial weapon help this sect?

What relationship did this sect have with that celestial weapon?

Murong Palace didn't rush to examine the contents of the storage ring in his hand. After carefully putting it away, he returned to the plaza.

"Please forget about that little interlude earlier. Let's continue! And at the same time, I hereby announce that starting the day after tomorrow, our Peace Sect will be recruiting new disciples! This time, we will recruit ten thousand people, open to all regions of the continent. If you would do me the honor, please help spread the word when you return home! I thank you all in advance!"

Murong Palace bowed with a smile towards the group of people.

Saying this now would definitely have the best effect.

Upon hearing these words, the surrounding people suddenly froze.

Then, the group loudly expressed their agreement, definitely willing to help spread the word.

Actually, as they spoke, almost everyone possessing a sound transmission jade slip took theirs out.

Secretly transmitting messages.

The message content was only one thing:

Quickly gather all the young people.

Bring them to the Peace Sect!