For some reason, the thought of a fight arose in Yang Zhen's body, causing his Golden Core to become excited. This excitement caused a slight disturbance, making Yang Zhen feel as if his ten-month pregnancy was finally about to result in his plump Golden Core hatching into a baby.
Sensing the fluctuations in the aura of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, Yang Zhen dared not be careless, fearing that he might accidentally let this hard-won opponent slip away.
Sure enough, after Yang Zhen rushed out of the forest, he heard a "hehe, hehehe" sound. His eyes lit up immediately. He climbed up a hillside and locked his gaze on a middle-aged cultivator who was half-lying down with his buttocks sticking out, seemingly doing something.
Judging from his posture and lewd laughter, it was obvious that this bastard was defiled by an innocent woman. Yang Zhen leaped into the air, and the Startling Thunder Sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a terrifying burst of lightning, rushing towards the middle-aged cultivator.
"Damn it, let go of that woman..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Zhen suddenly froze.
The middle-aged cultivator was even more bewildered, turning around blankly to look at Yang Zhen in mid-air, who was holding a radish-shaped plant in his hand and carefully pulling it out.
Upon seeing Yang Zhen suddenly attack without warning, the cultivator became wary. Holding the radish, he moved abruptly, already several feet away. With a casual wave of his hand, a terrifying wave of energy rushed towards Yang Zhen.
"Kid, you want to steal my stuff? Don't you know your own strength!"
Before Yang Zhen could finish his "damn it" sentence, what was supposed to be a heroic rescue turned out to be this bastard lying on the ground just pulling up radishes.
Why are you making such lewd and obscene noises while pulling up radishes?
Yang Zhen shattered the shockwave emanating from the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator with a single sword strike, then pointed his sword at the mid-stage cultivator and said, "Let go of that radish!"
The cultivator was startled and hurriedly put the radish into his storage ring, pointing at Yang Zhen and saying, "Boy, you really did want to steal the Jade Firmament Root! You're courting death!"
A violent power erupted from the middle-aged cultivator, and his longsword suddenly let out a dragon's roar. A beam of azure light transformed into an enormous longsword, which rushed towards Yang Zhen with lightning speed.
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up. "That's the feeling!"
The terrifying power of the Nascent Soul Realm pressed down forcefully, causing the Golden Core within Yang Zhen's body to tremble and emit wisps of golden light.
Yang Zhen did not retaliate immediately, but closed his eyes and carefully sensed the changes in his Golden Core core.
It was only because Yang Zhen was highly skilled and daring that he succeeded. If any other Golden Core Realm cultivator had been so arrogant, their fate would likely have been quite tragic.
The middle-aged cultivator was clearly unaware of Yang Zhen's arrogance. During their battle, he closed his eyes, a cold glint in them, and suddenly burst forth, charging towards Yang Zhen at an astonishing speed.
The violent shockwave made Yang Zhen feel the aura of death. If he didn't dodge or avoid it and took the hit head-on, Yang Zhen would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
But it was precisely this trace of deathly aura that caused the Golden Core within Yang Zhen's body to go completely berserk, like a 300-pound fat man running at breakneck speed.
"Kid, die!"
The middle-aged cultivator slashed with his sword, the longsword drawing a chilling arc as it slashed towards Yang Zhen's neck.
Yang Zhen's eyes snapped open, and he shouted, "Stop!"
The middle-aged cultivator shuddered in fright and hurriedly jumped back, looking at Yang Zhen with a face full of surprise and uncertainty.
Yang Zhen shook his head regretfully. "Almost there!"
"Boy, you've tricked me!" The middle-aged cultivator roared in fury. Enraged, he unleashed a burst of azure light from his longsword and charged toward Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily and, without using any Method Formula, fought the middle-aged cultivator using only martial arts skills.
The two fought back and forth, from the ground to the sky, and then from the ground to the water, neither able to gain the upper hand.
After a while, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly widened his eyes and shouted, "Stop!"
Yang Zhen, who was sensing the changes in his Golden Core, was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Boy, we have no grudge against each other. I admit that I was quite surprised that you, with your Golden Core Realm cultivation, could fight me for so long. But this can't go on. Neither of us can kill the other. How about we call it quits?"
The middle-aged cultivator stared coldly at Yang Zhen, observing every change in Yang Zhen's expression.
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just want to play for fun!"
Buzz!
Yang Zhen's Traversing the Void in Midair Movement Method made his figure elusive and graceful, like a fairy, and his longsword became even more agile and elegant.
The middle-aged cultivator, completely bewildered, hurriedly drew his sword to defend, exasperatedly saying, "Are you out of your mind? This Upper Gen Mirror World is full of countless fortuitous opportunity, and you're just playing around with me here?"
Yang Zhen nodded, then focused intently on demonstrating the martial arts techniques he had learned, no longer speaking.
Enraged, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly unleashed his Nascent Soul Realm aura, sneering repeatedly, "Fine, you're just playing around, aren't you? How much True Essence can a Golden Core Realm cultivator like you have? If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart!"
Two hours later!
"Stop, stop hitting, stop... stop hitting!"
The middle-aged cultivator stared at the lively Yang Zhen with a listless and horrified expression, panting heavily as he spoke, looking like he was about to go crazy.
What the hell is going on? Where did a Golden Core Realm cultivator get so much True Essence?
The middle-aged cultivator was almost out of True Essence, but Yang Zhen was still jumping around and performing martial arts techniques in a methodical manner. The energy waves on the Startling Thunder Sword not only did not weaken, but instead became stronger and stronger.
What the hell... what on earth happened?
Moreover, Yang Zhen seemed to be in a trance, his eyes vacant, yet his Movement Method and Swordsmanship became increasingly fierce, giving the middle-aged cultivator a feeling of being in a dream.
That's it, we can't fight anymore. If we keep going, we'll be exhausted.
The middle-aged cultivator roared, unleashing a monstrous wave of energy. His longsword sang a dragon's cry as he swung it out, charging towards Yang Zhen with a desperate stance.
As expected, Yang Zhen moved with graceful Movement Method, dodging to the side.
The middle-aged cultivator turned and ran!
Yang Zhen, who was just a little bit away from understanding what the Golden Core was all about, suddenly froze. Seeing that the middle-aged cultivator had turned and run away, he immediately broke out of his state of enlightenment, jumped up and down, and chased after him while cursing loudly.
"You stop right there! How dare you, a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, flee without a fight? What kind of behavior is that? How will you ever face anyone in the Nascent Soul Realm again?"
The middle-aged cultivator stumbled, turned his head, glared fiercely at Yang Zhen, and said, "If you've got the guts, catch up with me. If you do, I'll fight you. Are you out of your mind?"
Yang Zhen let out a "whoosh!" He had never backed down when it came to speed. A terrifying wave of energy erupted from beneath his feet, and amidst the churning white clouds, he chased after the middle-aged cultivator, leaving a long shadow.
This pursuit took Yang Zhen by surprise.
The middle-aged cultivator wasn't very good at fighting, but his speed was ridiculously fast, and his speed fluctuated wildly. To avoid being attacked from behind by Yang Zhen, he could even dodge in an arc.
"That's... snake-like movement!"
Yang Zhen, chased after him while yelling, "Hey, you Nascent Soul Realm cultivator up ahead, did you drop your girlfriend?!"
"Damn it, you stop right there, you shameless Laozi! Running away when you can't win, what kind of skill is that?"
Hey you, your mom's calling you home for dinner!
The middle-aged cultivator's face flushed red and then turned ashen; no matter how much Yang Zhen cursed him, he wouldn't turn around.
Along the way, the cultivators they encountered were all dumbfounded. They looked up blankly at a Golden Core Realm cultivator chasing after a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, cursing and swearing. They looked at each other, their scalps tingling with disbelief.
Yang Zhen cursed until his throat was dry, but the middle-aged cultivator didn't reply. Along the way, he encountered several Golden Core Realm cultivators, and for a moment, he lost his temper. He simply took out a large pile of heavenly materials and earthly treasures from his pocket.
"Brother! Come back and fight me, and I'll give you all of these, okay?"
boom!
All the cultivators below stared intently at the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Yang Zhen's hand, their eyes gleaming.