This is My Yang Jian's Opportunity

Clear qi flowed through Wuzhuang Temple.

Yang Jian followed Qing Feng and Ming Yue all the way in, only feeling that there was nothing ordinary about this place.

In the courtyards, there were no palaces shining with gold and jade, nor any Formations leaking oppressive might.

Yet every blade of grass, every tree, every slab of bluestone seemed to have been nourished by the spiritual qi of the earth veins for countless ages.

The Dao Resonance here did not contend or vie.

Yet it was so weighty that it settled one's heart and mind.

Xiaotian Dog followed behind Yang Jian, and his originally taut body slowly relaxed as well.

His severe injuries had not yet healed, and his demon soul was often tugged by pain.

But after entering the temple, strands of earth qi crossed into his body from beneath his feet, actually easing much of the burning pain at his wounds.

He said in a low voice, "Master, this place is truly incredible."

Yang Jian said, "Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi governs the earth veins. Naturally, he is no ordinary being."

The Black Flood Dragon Spirit whispered from within the blade, "Little Xiaotian, don't look around randomly later."

"Any random Prohibition here could flatten you into a dog pancake."

Xiaotian Dog said coldly, "Can you say a little less?"

The Black Flood Dragon Spirit said, "This one is reminding you."

Xiaotian Dog said, "I don't need your reminders."

When Qing Feng and Ming Yue heard the two of them bickering, they could not help exchanging a glance.

Ming Yue smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yang Jian's journey has certainly not been lonely."

Yang Jian said helplessly, "I have made a fool of myself before you two."

Qing Feng said, "No matter."

"My lord said that if one can still quarrel,