If you can identify the problem, you'll naturally find a way to solve it.
Listen to how confidently they say that!
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Holy Son Qingchen put down his sword.
What a joke! The Holy Maiden Qingquan's master is a very protective old woman. If she knew that the boy who claimed he could cure the Holy Maiden of Holy Maiden Qingquan's incurable ailment had been killed by her sword, he would have been slashed countless times, and only died from the last blow.
Thinking of the consequences, Holy Son Qingchen felt a pang of guilt.
The problem is, his master is no match for the master of the Holy Maiden Qingquan.
This is the place where Holy Son Qingchen's mother sells her wares.
Although he would not kill Yang Zhen Yang Zhen the time being, Holy Son Qingchen did not believe that Yang Zhen could cure Holy Maiden Qingquan's intractable illness.
Even that old hag, the Holy Maiden Qingquan, had to humbly beg a more powerful senior. How could Yang Zhen, a mere youth, possibly solve this against a cultivator of similar age at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm Ninth Heavenly Layer?
Are you kidding me?
If Yang Zhen can solve this, then the Holy Son Qingchen will dare to shout in front of everyone that he is indeed impotent!
Thinking of this, Holy Son Qingchen's confidence grew even stronger. Looking at Yang Zhen's disdainful expression, he thought, "Just wait and see how you get off the stage. When you can't get off the stage, I'll cut you countless times with my sword, and only the last sword will kill you!"
The Holy Son Qingchen remained calm and unconcerned.
Compared to his impotence, whether Yang Zhen could solve the problem of the Holy Maiden Qingquan became the concern of everyone in the teahouse.
" Yang Pipi claims he can solve it?"
"What a joke! If Yang Pipi really solves the problem of Holy Maiden Qingquan, then Yang Pipi will almost immediately become a guest of honor at the Three Mountains, and even Holy Son Qingchen will not dare to point fingers at Yang Zhen anymore."
"How is this possible? Didn't you see the expression on Holy Son Qingchen's face?"
The crowd was abuzz with discussion. Although they didn't know the problems of the many powerful figures present, they had all come to think of them over time. Now that the problems had been exposed, if Yang Zhen couldn't solve them, then there would be almost no need for Holy Son Qingchen to take action; the others from the Three Mountains would not let this arrogant fellow Yang Zhen off the hook.
Everyone wore expressions of schadenfreude.
It's actually quite difficult for humans to acknowledge the excellence of others.
Yang Zhen looked around at the gazes of the crowd with indifference. He didn't want to put on this act; it was pointless. But he had no choice but to.
If he didn't pretend, he would have to run away, missing the opportunity to break through to the Half-Step Great Saint realm, and he wouldn't be able to find out the whereabouts of the Nine Dragons Great Saint and Hua Youyue. Therefore, from any perspective, gaining the trust of these people became something Yang Zhen absolutely had to do.
If we're going to do it, let's go all out!
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said, "Although I can solve the problem inside your body, there's still one small issue."
"What minor problem?" Holy Maiden Qingquan asked hurriedly.
The power of the Saint Realm is an extremely powerful force. Being able to master this power almost guarantees one's advancement to the Great Saint realm, rather than simply reaching the Saint Realm.
In the eyes of the Holy Maiden Qingquan, any trouble was insignificant in the face of this problem.
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, the Holy Maiden Qingquan felt a sudden pang of panic for no apparent reason.
Could it be...?
Sure enough, Yang Zhen said somewhat embarrassedly, "I need to probe your Dantian to determine the pathway of the Saint Realm power within your body."
What?
Upon hearing this, others were merely taken aback, but the Holy Son Qingchen erupted in fury. His longsword clattered as he drew it, pointing at Yang Zhen and shouting, "You scoundrel! You want to probe my Dantian? Why don't you just say you want to become my dao companion with the Holy Maiden Qingquan?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, glancing at Holy Son Qingchen. "How could a weakling like you utter such a thing as becoming dao companion with Holy Maiden Qingquan?"
Even if the Holy Maiden Qingquan were willing, she'd still have to ask this Sage of Saunter's opinion first.
If every beautiful young lady in the world were to become my Sage of Saunter dao companion, would I then need Three Palaces, six courtyards Sage of Saunter, and seventy-two concubines?
What's the logic behind this?
After Holy Son Qingchen finished speaking, the surrounding crowd finally realized what was happening and angrily cursed Yang Zhen for overestimating himself and like a toad trying to eat swan meat.
Yang Zhen grinned, glanced at the crowd, and remained completely unfazed.
Damn it, you want this Sage of Saunter to cure your illness? You'll have to pay a price first!
Besides, this wasn't Sage of Saunter intention, and I'm risking that some Sage of Saunter might slash me Little Dao Addict his sword. Who's going to pay for that risk?
Sure enough, Han Yan'er glared at her and said, "Does it have to be this way?"
Upon hearing Han Yan'er's words, the Holy Maiden Qingquan blushed slightly and hurriedly turned her gaze to Yang Zhen, as this was also what she wanted to ask.
For some reason, the initial anger vanished upon seeing Han Yan'er's expression, replaced by a hint of irritation.
It's this saintess who's at a disadvantage, okay?
Why do you all look so troubled?
Yang Zhen sighed and said, "There's no other way... my strength is limited. Otherwise, I can't be completely foolproof."
Han Yan'er glared at her, gave a soft snort, and turned her head away as if she hadn't heard what she said.
Yang Zhen grinned; he had passed Han Yan'er's test.
The Holy Maiden Qingquan —countless scoundrels have their eyes on her, yet now this Sage of Saunter can do whatever he wants with her.
Whether I touch him or not is secondary; just seeing the murderous look on Holy Son Qingchen's face makes me feel comfortable, extremely comfortable!
At this moment, the red-faced Saint Realm expert stepped forward, stared at Yang Zhen, and said, "How confident are you?"
Yang Zhen held up one finger.
"One percent?" The red-faced Saint Realm expert snorted coldly, his face as long as a donkey's, and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense, a one percent chance of success is wishful thinking. Young friend, you are far too naive."
Yang Zhen grinned, turned and walked away, waving his hand and saying, "Mine isn't just one percent, it's one hundred percent. I don't know if you'd even consider a one hundred percent toad. Everyone's pretty busy, you guys go back and have your meeting to discuss it. Goodbye!"
Han Yan'er hurriedly followed behind Yang Zhen, as if she couldn't wait to leave.
Seeing that Yang Zhen had actually turned and was about to leave, and they were almost at the top of the stairs, the Holy Maiden Qingquan suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Young Master Yang, wait!"
What?
Wait a minute!
A group of people stared at the Holy Maiden Qingquan in disbelief. Had the Holy Maiden Qingquan agreed?
Damn it, for some reason, many people present wanted to bite Yang Zhen to death.
Especially when she saw Yang Zhen turn around with a beaming smile, she wanted to take a few more bites.
That bastard must have done it on purpose, yes, he must have done it on purpose.
Upon hearing Holy Maiden Qingquan's words, Holy Son Qingchen's handsome face turned completely green. He stared at Yang Zhen and said, " Yang Pipi, if you can't completely cure Holy Maiden Morning's incurable ailment, you're dead. I, Luo Qingchen, have said it, even the heavens can't save you!"
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, once you completely trust this toad and want to cure your stubborn ailment, I, this toad, won't be a toad if I don't make you lose sleep for a year from heartache. And if I, this toad, say it, even Purgatory won't dare to disagree!"
"You!" The Holy Son Qingchen's face was covered in colorful decorations, making him incredibly handsome.
That bastard Yang Zhen, he just keeps bringing up the most inappropriate things, he's utterly despicable.
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Holy Son Qingchen really wanted to tear off that fake smile from his face.
The Holy Maiden Qingquan approached Yang Zhen, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Young Master Yang!"
That's ridiculous.
Seeing that the Holy Maiden Qingquan had actually closed her eyes in front of Yang Zhen, looking as if she were at his mercy, even Chu Liuhua almost jumped up and kicked Yang Zhen to the far south to live next to a sacred beast called a penguin.
This is outrageous! Yang Pipi already has a stunning woman by his side, yet he still manages to... This is outrageous!
As the group of men groaned inwardly, Yang Zhen's hand was already on the belly of the Holy Maiden Qingquan.
The Holy Maiden Qingquan shuddered, and the three long swords behind her hummed, almost chopping Yang Zhen into mincemeat.
The Holy Son Qingchen's hand gripping the longsword turned blue, clearly indicating he was prepared to sever Yang Zhen's pig's hand with a single strike.
Just then, the Holy Maiden Qingquan let out a muffled groan, and her body shone brightly.