One God, One Demon!

"I want to talk to you. If you aren't afraid of death, then follow me."

Tang San stared at Yang Jian for a long time before dropping that harsh threat.

The words had just left his lips.

Without even waiting for Yang Jian to reply, he walked off on his own toward the depths of the forest.

"I am afraid of death."

"If nothing's the matter, don't bother me."

[Ding! Detected abnormal emotional fluctuations in Tang San such as shock, awkwardness, and anger. Reward: one hundred sets of materials for crafting the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.]
[Godly Zhuge Crossbow crafting materials: Each set can be used to craft one Godly Zhuge Crossbow.]

Well, well!

Tang Buddha's emotional rewards really were easy to farm.

Just a simple line like that was enough to farm a reward.

Yang Jian chuckled inwardly.

Of course he knew why Tang San was looking for him.

And precisely because he knew, he had to farm Tang San's emotions all the more thoroughly.

To miss out on a moment that delivered itself right to his door would truly be wasting heaven's gifts.

As the saying goes, if heaven gives and you do not take, you will instead suffer the blame.

Yang Jian naturally wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Tang San stood awkwardly for a good while before finally recovering his cold tone.

"Yes."

Yang Jian nodded. "I'm afraid of you going mad."

"Pfft-!"

"Heh-heh-heh..."

"Giggle, giggle..."

"Ha-ha-ha..."

As Yang Jian's voice fell, Ning Rongrong was the first one who couldn't hold it in, followed closely by Zhu Kuchen and the others.

Even Xiao Wu almost failed to hold it in and burst out laughing.

Yet to spare Tang San's face, she instantly forced her expression straight, puffing out her little face until it was round, looking as if it were stuffed with something delicious.

Listening to everyone's mocking laughter and seeing that his own younger sister had almost laughed out loud as well, the fire in Tang San's heart grew even hotter as he clenched both palms straight into fists.

[Ding! Detected that Tang San's negative emotions like awkwardness and anger have reached a certain level. Reward: Eye Technique, the upgraded version of the Purple Demon Eye-Saintly Extreme Divine Light.]
[Saintly Extreme Divine Light: When unleashed, it can gaze upon things a thousand meters away, observe minute details, pierce through illusions, and inflict a certain degree of mental shock upon enemies whose strength is inferior to your own.]
[Ding! Detected that your left eye possesses an extremely powerful eye technique: Tsukuyomi, and now your right eye possesses an extremely powerful eye technique: Saintly Extreme Divine Light. The two complement and mutually evolve each other!]
[Ding! Congratulations, your left eye has promoted to: Eternal Mangekyo True Demon Eye.]
[Eternal Mangekyo True Demon Eye: Triggered by eye contact, it creates an independent spiritual world where the internal time can be freely scaled. It eliminates the original side effect of blindness from the Mangekyo Subduing Demon Eye, strengthens eye power, allows more frequent release of Tsukuyomi, and the strength of the illusion increases alongside spiritual power. It can target all matters related to gods, greatly increasing the power of the eye technique.]
[Ding! Congratulations, your right eye has promoted to: Great Sun Golden Light True Divine Eye.]
[Great Sun Golden Light True Divine Eye: When unleashed, viewing distances both near and far are based on one's own strength. It can see things ten thousand meters away, observe autumn down, pierce through myriad illusions, and inflict a certain degree of mental shock upon enemies whose strength is superior to your own. It easily destroys those whose spiritual power is weaker than one's own. It can target all matters related to demons, greatly increasing the power of the eye technique.]
[Ding! Detected that the eyes are overly powerful, and the space between the brows begins to itch, as if a new life is about to be conceived and born...]
[Ding! Detection failed.]

Hm?

What's going on?!

"Hiss-!"

At the very instant Yang Jian doubted, two streams of blood resembling columns of water suddenly gushed from his eyes.

"Ah-!!!"

It startled Tang San so much that he let out an involuntary shriek, as if suddenly encountering ghosts or gods.

Upon seeing this, the rest of the group grew even more dumbfounded.

And right at that moment, Ning Rongrong, seemingly sensing something, abruptly turned her head and let out a shriek at a single glance.

"Ah-!!!"

"Yang Jian!"

"What has happened to you?!"

[Ding! Detected that Ning Rongrong's emotional fluctuations are extremely intense. Reward: current Soul Power increased by one rank.]

Seeing Yang Jian close his eyes with a look of agony plastered across his face, Ning Rongrong abruptly spun around to glare at Tang San. "Tang San! I'm going to kill you today!!"

Just like that.

She immediately aimed the Godly Zhuge Crossbow at Tang San and prepared to strike, but fortunately Zhu Zhuqing stepped in to stop her.

"I'm fine, don't go courting death."

After Yang Jian uttered those words instinctively, he immediately crossed his legs right away and began running the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

He used it to assist himself in rapidly digesting this sudden and somewhat hard-won windfall.

"Huh?"

"Wasn't that guy the one who ambushed you?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

However, Yang Jian did not deign to answer her.

At this moment, he was comprehending the physical transformation brought about by two opposing energies-one demonic and one divine-from the Eternal Mangekyo True Demon Eye and the Great Sun Golden Light True Divine Eye.

"Rongrong, looking at Yang Jian like this... it, it seems like he's encountered yet another stroke of fortune."

Zhu Zhuqing said with a slightly stiff expression.

It was not that she envied Yang Jian's talent and destiny, but rather that she was truly shocked beyond all measure.

Since ancient times, she had genuinely never seen anyone who could raise their cultivation and strength as simply as eating and drinking the way Yang Jian did.

"Do any of you... have the feeling that Yang Jian has already reached level fifty?"

Dai Mubai dropped this remark out of nowhere, immediately giving everyone another shock.

"No way?"

"Boss, is he really that strong?"

Fatty Ma Hongjun was the first to respond.

It was no wonder he was so nervous; he had cultivated to level twenty-nine this year, and apart from his own diligent cultivation, he relied heavily on Yang Jian's help to a large degree.

Even so, he was still only level twenty-nine.

Although a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster at age twelve was already a genius among geniuses.

Yet, the moment they thought of Yang Jian.

At fifteen years old, he first broke through the level-forty barrier, and only a few days later, he broke through the level-fifty barrier again...

If this were true, how were the soul masters of the entire world supposed to live with themselves?

"Mubai, you can't just say things like that."

"Even if little Yang is accumulating strength for a massive breakthrough, didn't he already reach level forty-eight when he broke through to level forty?"

"How could he suddenly be level fifty now?"

"There's no such logic."

Flender said.

However, although he said that out loud, deep down in his heart he was rather willing to believe that Yang Jian was indeed that exception.

Yet he still found it somewhat hard to believe.

"Dean, who says that accumulating strength for a massive breakthrough only happens once?"

"Besides, even if it only happened once, how do you know how long this single instance would last?"

"If old Yang hasn't really reached level fifty, then why else would he suddenly start meditating right now?"

"You guys should still remember the reason why old Yang sat down to meditate like this last time, right?"

As soon as Dai Mubai's voice trailed off.

An image involuntarily surfaced in everyone's minds: not long ago, Yang Jian had done the exact same thing in the open space before the dormitory, suddenly sitting down to meditate, and after getting up, he was already level forty.