Chapter 18. We’ve Been Tricked!

Chapter 18. We’ve Been Tricked!

Du Xu’s troops mixed in with the fake Lin Nuo, leaving the real Lin Nuo set aside like a phantom.

“What are you doing?!”

Zhong Ping roared loudly, sending a blast of the Heavenly Demon Palm Wind. The dust swirled as the Demon Sect disciples, struck by the shockwave, fell to the ground with their spiritual veins damaged.

“What am I doing? Don’t you know what good deeds you’ve done before? You dare to touch my things? Die!”

An enraged Du Xu unleashed the Heavenly Demon Palm again, whipping up another storm of dust as Zhong Ping dodged swiftly.

“My things?”

Zhong Ping suddenly remembered that he had secretly stolen the treasures of the Demon Sect disciples before.

“Those little things, why are you getting so worked up about it?”

“Little things?! You dare talk back! Die!”

Du Xu was furious, swinging his palm again, determined to eliminate Zhong Ping.

Zhong Ping’s anger grew; indeed, the Demon Sect was obsessed with profit. He had helped them, and now they wanted to kill him over those trinkets.

No, the treasures were just an excuse. They were burning the bridge after crossing it. This was the nature of the Demon Sect; now that the plan had succeeded, they wanted to kill him to enjoy all the credit themselves.

What a disgusting facade, truly sickening.

In that case, I, Zhong Ping, don’t need to put up with your nonsense.

Zhong Ping wasn’t afraid and met his palm with his own. The two palms clashed with a powerful energy, sending the Demon Sect disciples flying.

Both of them staggered back a few steps, but the fight was far from over, as both sides rushed at each other once again.

Dark magic techniques intertwined and clashed, producing earth-shaking sounds, causing the nearby jungle to wilt and droop.

Du Xu: “You little brat, you’ve got some skill!”

Zhong Ping: “Old fossil, your old bones are still holding up?”

Du Xu: “Brat, you think I’m complimenting you?!”

Zhong Ping: “Old coot, I’m just insulting you!”

Du Xu: “You dog!”

Zhong Ping: “You dumbass!”

The two furious men fought fiercely, looking like arch-rivals to the death.

Lin Nuo stood there dumbfounded.

What’s going on? Why are these two tearing each other apart?

And hey, don’t you guys care about me, Lin Nuo? Am I not the world-ending villain here?

Forget it, you keep fighting; I’ll go collect Su Kexin’s head.

However, Lin Nuo noticed that Su Kexin had exploded again nearby. Though she didn’t move, he felt a strong spiritual energy radiating from her, with her hair billowing and her eyes devoid of color.

It must be the explosive energy from the clashing dark magic techniques triggering her second eruption.

So, to kill the protagonist, one must be stealthy; engaging in such flashy tactics is a dead end.

Forget it; I’ll wait a bit longer.

Just then, in an instant, Zhong Ping and Du Xu attacked simultaneously, each hitting the other’s chest.

Thud! Both spewed a mouthful of thick blood at the same time.

“You little brat, you’re still too tender!”

Du Xu pushed all his strength into one last strike while Zhong Ping was still recovering, hitting him backward several dozen meters, leaving heavy blood stains on the grass.

“In the end, I win! Hahaha!”

Du Xu was ecstatic; it had been a long time since he faced such a strong opponent. No wonder he could kill a Heavenly Grade Li Long. But still, he was the superior one; victory belonged to him!

However…

He noticed that the little brat had transformed into Zhong Ping’s form.

What, how…

Feeling uneasy, he quickly turned to the illusion on the other side.

There he saw Lin Nuo, standing there unbothered, kicking a small stone.

That… that’s not an illusion…?!

Du Xu suddenly realized why the moves of the person he had just fought felt so familiar—it turned out to be Zhong Ping himself!

So the person he just fought was Zhong Ping!

“You little brat! We fought for so long, and it turns out… ah…”

Du Xu spat out a mouthful of blood. He had just been struck by Zhong Ping, suffering severe damage. The more agitated he got, the more it hurt.

His Heavenly Grade Li Long was dead, and his subordinates too. Now he was heavily injured but still didn’t know the real strength of the little brat.

To him, that kid was only around the third level, but he hid unfathomable power.

Anyone who could easily kill a Heavenly Grade Li Long couldn’t be a low-level cultivator in terms of courage, speed, or strength.

He was hiding his cultivation. It was said that only top-tier experts could achieve such a level.

Also, the kid’s gaze was different from those sect disciples; it carried a hidden murderous intent.

He was certain that this kid definitely wasn’t someone of the same ilk as those disciples.

Things flashed through his mind, and he realized suddenly.

Du Xu laughed, “I see, I see. So we’ve all been tricked!”

Lin Nuo was puzzled.

Tricked? You two look more like you’re pumped up on chicken blood right now, huh?

Du Xu: “You deliberately let us know about your phantom technique, then killed the Heavenly Grade Li Long, inciting my anger. You calculated that we would come, inflaming Zhong Ping’s emotions, pitting us against each other, and used previously set illusions to make us see illusions of each other, leading to us fighting to the death while you reap the benefits!”

Lin Nuo: ???

“What a vicious scheme,” Du Xu wiped the blood from his mouth, “You must be Lin Nuo. Yu Dong said you were the most useless, but I didn’t expect such deep cunning.”

Lin Nuo: ???

Du Xu: “Great wisdom masquerades as folly; the least noticeable person is often the most dangerous. From the very start, you had control over our plans and movements, didn’t you?”

Lin Nuo: ???

What the hell is this mess?

Du Xu continued laughing: “The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. We ambush these righteous disciples, oblivious to the fact that we ourselves are being ambushed. Well, I, Du Xu, concede defeat wholeheartedly!”

Lin Nuo: “…”

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