The Savage Wilderness Ancient Land is filled with Desolation Qi, as if it were a world unto itself. Even before entering it, one can feel a sense of oppression.
Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er followed Gan Bu, Que Ling, and the others to the edge of the Savage Wilderness Ancient Land, behaving themselves like junior brothers and sisters who had come with their senior brothers and sisters to broaden their horizons.
It was a rare treat for Yang Zhen to be alone with Han Yan'er, and she was happy that someone would arrange everything for her.
When they arrived near the Savage Wilderness Ancient Land, Gan Bu and his companions had already been provided with temporary accommodations.
Yang Zhen looked around at the palaces with curiosity, and suddenly gained a new understanding of the strength of the Great Wilderness forces.
"Damn, what a grand display! It's just a Savage Wilderness Ancient Land, yet these guys have built so many palaces, each one more extravagant than the last. I despise this kind of ostentatious display of wealth."
After Gan Bu and the others left, Yang Zhen muttered to himself, "But it's still more comfortable inside the palace; it's like it has its own built-in fresh air system."
Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen with great interest and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to bring out the Ice Palace and let them see it?"
Yang Zhen Sage of Saunter at him and said, "No way! Do you think I'm that kind of person? When I'm out and about, I'm the most low-key Sage of Saunter."
At this point, Yang Zhen took a sip of fragrant tea, pointed to the magnificent palace, and said, "Look, isn't this palace wonderful?"
Han Yan'er was already immune to Yang Zhen's strange words. Glancing at Yang Zhen's blissful expression, she whispered, "It smells so good!"
These words almost made Yang Zhen spit out the precious tea he was drinking.
Just then, the door opened, and a young disciple walked in, saying to Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er, "Young Master Yang, Miss Han, Senior Brother Gan Bu asked me to inform you that we need to familiarize ourselves with the surroundings. Are you going?"
"Yes, yes, of course I'll go."
Yang Zhen jumped up from his seat and said, "It's clear that your sect is quite renowned in the Great Wilderness. I haven't met you before, and everyone else seems to be giving way to you. I like that feeling."
The young disciple, a proud smile on his face, nodded and said, "We're just fellow practitioners giving each other face; Young Master Yang, you shouldn't take this feeling too seriously."
Yang Zhen waved his hand, pretending not to hear, and even picked up the teapot before leaving.
The young disciple's lips twitched twice, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he couldn't help but glance at Han Yan'er a few more times.
In front of outsiders, Han Yan'er always appeared cold and aloof, like a little Little Dao Addict. At this moment, she even held Sun Shadow in her arms, making those who didn't know better think that she wasn't Dao Fanatic, but a Sword Addict.
The two followed the junior disciple out of the room and were immediately greeted by Gan Bu and the others.
Que Ling changed into a light blue dress, looking like a proud peacock. Her temperament became even more ethereal, and even Yang Zhen couldn't help but take a second look.
Feeling the temperature drop around him, Yang Zhen rubbed his shoulders, muttered, and said, "Damn it, how come the weather in this Savage Wilderness place changes so suddenly?"
Gan Bu smiled without saying a word, while Que Ling gave Han Yan'er a meaningful look, walked to Yang Zhen's side, and said, "We were impolite not to inform Young Master Yang of our sect along the way."
At this time, Yang Zhen had already learned from others about the background of Gan Bu and the others. It turned out to be the Qianyang Palace, which had recently become incredibly popular and was said to be even slightly inferior to Heavenly Fate Valley and Shengyuan Ancient Sect.
Hearing Que Ling's words, Yang Zhen grinned and said, "No, no, we weren't close to begin with. My mother said, 'One should not have the heart to harm others, but one should not be without the heart to guard against others.' I won't blame you, and neither will my sister."
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, many disciples of the Qianyang Palace smiled, but there was little hint of sarcasm in their expressions.
Gan Bu and Que Ling were surprised by Yang Zhen's words.
Yang Zhen noticed everyone's gaze. This mysterious and ambiguous feeling was the most unpredictable. At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Yang Zhen was both an unseen, easily fooled country bumpkin and a master with great inheritance and strength. Therefore, he could not be neglected, but he was not taken too seriously either.
The group left the palace and, led by disciples from the Qianyang Palace who had arrived earlier, headed towards the Savage Wilderness Ancient Land.
Yang Zhen observed the surrounding environment throughout the journey, memorizing all the geographical details.
However, the situation did not allow Yang Zhen to release his Divine Sense to survey the entire entrance to the Savage Wilderness Ancient Land and analyze the terrain, which was a bit of a pity.
Just as Que Ling was explaining the precautions for the Savage Wilderness Ancient Land to Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er, a sarcastic voice came from the side.
"Oh my, who could possibly use Qianyang Palace's Qianyue Traveling Palace? It turns out it's Junior Sister Que Ling who has come in person. As her senior brother, I'm truly pleasantly surprised."
The voice sounds fancy and disreputable; you can tell it's from a slacker without even looking at him.
Upon hearing this voice, the expressions of everyone from the Qianyang Palace present turned somewhat grim.
Gan Bu frowned, snorted coldly, and led everyone to turn around and look at the source of the sound.
Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er exchanged a glance, also becoming curious about this nonchalant voice.
It's 2019 already, how can there still be such a pointless opening?
It was obvious that whoever made that voice was someone who wasn't afraid of the Qianyang Palace. Not only was they fearless, but they also had a significant grudge against the Qianyang Palace.
This sarcastic opening, though a bit old-fashioned and no one on the Blue Planet would use it anymore, is undeniably a good way to stir up hatred from the start.
Perhaps they are simply displaying great skill in a seemingly foolish manner?
Yang Zhen looked over with curiosity, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Damn it, I overestimated these idiots!"
Yang Zhen stared in disbelief at a carriage that was almost as lavish as a nouveau riche's, pulled by a Saint Realm Demon Beast. Although it wasn't as flashy as a dragon or phoenix, it still made everyone feel a sense of pressure.
"A wild beast!" Gan Bu narrowed his eyes.
Que Ling raised an eyebrow.
Yang Zhen's eyes widened as she gazed at the pure gold carriage with envy and curiosity.
Although gold is useless in the Cultivation World, how much money could it fetch if brought back to the Blue Planet?
Yang Zhen, who had never seen the world, pondered how to get his hands on the carriage.
What ice palace? Even if an ice palace were Spirit Treasure palace refined by the Emperor Realm expert, could it compare to this nouveau riche's golden carriage?
This is simply a weapon for showing off. When you use Qiongqi Heavenly Void to pull it up, it will be incredibly dazzling.
This Sage of Saunter just loves this kind of tacky stuff that makes you want to say "money talks."
A young nobleman in a brocade hat and fur coat sat in the carriage, lying there with great comfort.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the young master saw Han Yan'er, and his eyes lit up. He laughed heartily and jumped down, going straight to Han Yan'er's side and asking, "This young lady is naturally beautiful. When I saw her, it was like spring sunshine meeting snow. May I ask what this celestial fairy's name is?"
Gan Bu and Que Ling both turned their gazes to Yang Zhen, their faces filled with worry.
Beyond these concerns, there was also a sense of amusement, curiosity, and shared indignation!
Yang Zhen looked at the cocky nouveau riche, pulled Han Yan'er behind him, and said with a proud smirk, "My younger sister's name is Han Caihua!"
"What... what?" The nouveau riche young master stumbled and almost fell to the ground.