Abnormal, utterly aberrant.
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, the young man's face turned green with rage. He stared at Yang Zhen and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm your grandfather!" Yang Zhen glared at the young man and said, "A real man's word is simple: are you coming or not?"
Young man. "..."
Han Yan'er glared at Yang Zhen and said irritably, " Yang Zhen, be careful, there's something strange about this person's aura."
"What's strange about it?" Yang Zhen asked with a curious look.
Que Ling finally recovered from her shock. Hearing Han Yan'er address Yang Tieniu as Yang Zhen, she immediately realized that she and Gan Bu had been tricked. She glared at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, annoyed, and warned him, "This person is probably Evil Cultivator!"
"Dig the grass!"
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up immediately. Amidst the bewildered expressions of the three, she walked straight up to the young man and looked him up and down from head to toe.
If conditions allowed, Yang Zhen might have checked everything inside and out.
" Evil Cultivator, huh? That's a rare find." Yang Zhen clicked his tongue in amazement, sizing up the young man. "I've always heard of Evil Cultivator Evil Cultivator, but I've never seen one. I have seen Devil Cultivator, though. Are all you Evil Cultivator this shameless? You see a girl and want to cultivate with her? You have absolutely no shame!"
Que Ling stared blankly at Yang Zhen, her face filled with a mixture of absurdity and worry.
Evil Cultivator are naturally few in number, but each one possesses unique and unpredictable qualities. Many Daoist Evil Cultivator, when faced with Evil Cultivator, unknowingly fall into their traps, not even understanding how they lost their ability to resist, and simply die in a daze.
Yang Zhen clearly heard him say that the other person might be Evil Cultivator, and... and he was standing so close, wasn't he afraid of dying?
No, in this world, what living being is unafraid of death?
Even those Savage Wilderness creatures that have lived for an unknown amount of time, or those powerful Emperor Realm who have already disappeared, have never been known to be tired of living.
If Yang Zhen is afraid of death, then why is he still standing so close? Either he's confident in himself, or... he's seriously underestimating the unpredictability of Evil Cultivator.
The young man looked at Yang Zhen, who was standing close at hand, and a strange smile appeared on his face. He said to Yang Zhen, "How could you say such disgusting things? Don't you... don't you have any shame?"
"What's the point of having a shame?" Yang Zhen's face showed a strange expression as he glanced at the Evil Cultivator and said, "Tell me, what's the point of having a shame?"
Young man. "..."
Sensing the strange, angry aura emanating from the young man, Que Ling exclaimed, "Yang Tie... be careful!"
Yang Tiezhen?
Yang Zhen glanced back at Que Ling and said, " Yang Zhentie sounds better."
"You..."
Que Ling's expression changed drastically, and just as she was about to make a move, the young man suddenly burst into laughter, looking at Yang Zhen with a playful expression and saying, "You're really young and fearless. When I was your age, I was just as naive, except... my luck was clearly better than yours."
"Why?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"Because... I know how to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune!" The young man finished speaking, snapped his fingers, and whispered, "Fall to the ground!"
Yang Zhen: "..."
Que Ling: "???"
Han Yan'er: "..."
"Falls to the ground!"
Snap!
Another snap of the fingers.
The young man looked at Yang Zhen with a bewildered expression and asked, "Why aren't you falling?"
Yang Zhen looked even more bewildered than the young man, and asked, "Should I cooperate with you?"
Pfft!
Que Ling simply couldn't hold back; she knew it was inappropriate to laugh at this moment, but she just couldn't help it.
Han Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the matter was settled.
"You bastard!"
A pink aura suddenly erupted from the young man, instantly enveloping Yang Zhen.
At the same time, a slender Saint Weapon, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, stabbed towards Yang Zhen's mouth from a strange and tricky angle.
Yang Zhen sighed, his figure flickering and disappearing from the spot. He said with some regret, "Actually, I didn't want to fight you. This ' Sage of Saunter ' has friends all over the Cultivation World. Oh, maybe ' Great Wilderness' or 'Savage Wilderness' would be more appropriate for you. It's just that this ' Sage of Saunter' has always wanted to find a Evil Cultivator as a friend, but I didn't expect to meet you, and yet this is the scene I'm in."
The young man's expression hardened. After his sword strike failed, he turned to look at Yang Zhen behind him and asked gravely, "Making friends with Evil Cultivator? Are you crazy?"
Yang Zhen looked on in astonishment. "Does that mean only madmen can be friends with you?"
"I am Evil Cultivator, Evil Cultivator!" the young man roared, pointing at himself. "What use are you to me as a friend? Aren't you afraid of being ostracized by all the Daoist cultivators in the world?"
Yang Zhen waved his hand, signaling the young man to calm down, and said nonchalantly, "This Sage of Saunter is not even tolerated by heaven and earth, so what does it matter if he is not tolerated by all the Daoist cultivators in the world?"
" Heaven and Earth Rejection?"
The young man was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, looking like a fool. No wonder only madmen could befriend him.
Why do you want to be friends with this old man?
Upon hearing this question, Yang Zhen's expression turned serious.
Que Ling, standing to the side, looked at Yang Zhen with an absurd expression, clearly frightened by Yang Zhen's unconventional behavior.
Han Yan'er didn't care; as long as Yang Zhen was by her side, everything else was trivial.
Besides, Yang Zhen's reckless behavior wasn't a new thing; she and Hua Youyue were already used to it.
Seeing the solemn expression on Yang Zhen's face, the young man's face lit up with anticipation as he looked at Yang Zhen expectantly.
Evil Cultivator are also a group of lonely, powerful individuals!
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said seriously, "For example, we can exchange cultivation experiences. You tell me your cultivation Cultivation Method, and I'll cut your body into pieces and study it."
The young man stared in disbelief, then suddenly roared in fury, "You're a madman!"
After saying that, the young man turned and left.
Yang Zhen kept babbling on and on, but the young man seemed not to hear her and actually started to leave.
"You damn Sage of Saunter!"
boom!
A deafening roar resounded, and the aura emanating from Yang Zhen surged and churned. The ground in front of the young man suddenly rose up, transforming into a massive mountain in the blink of an eye, blocking his path.
A startled cry came from behind, and Que Ling's eyes widened in shock.
To Que Ling, this Evil Cultivator before her was incredibly strange, but Yang Zhen at this moment... was even more bizarre.
"What else do you want?" the young man said impatiently.
Yang Zhen pointed to the bird in the young man's hand and said, "Give the bird back to us."
The young man stumbled, then, laughing loudly, tossed the bird to Yang Zhen.
"Boy, I'll remember you. Let's call it a day. Once the matters of the Savage Wilderness Ancient Land are settled, it's time for us to settle our score."
The young man laughed heartily, his figure gradually disappearing into the mist.
A strange look appeared on Han Yan'er's face as she asked, "Are you just going to let him go like that?"
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "There's no deep-seated hatred between us. Fighting is so boring. I still need to go find Miss Tianxuan."
Tianxuan... Miss?
Que Ling, standing to the side, exuded a certain absurdity. One wonders what it will be like when Yang Zhen meets the Holy Maiden Tianxuan.