A body-refining cultivator at the Saint Venerable Realm?
Yang Zhen was stunned, and his eyes immediately lit up.
This was the first time in a long time that Yang Zhen had heard of a body-refining cultivator reaching the Saint Venerable Realm.
Everyone was stunned by the expression on Yang Zhen's face.
Elder Guo hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Young friend Yang also knows how to refine his body?"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "I know a little."
The young man beside Elder Guo, with a hungry look on his face, said in a sarcastic tone, "Yes, Yang Tianxiu was able to fight Chen Xiaotian for three days and three nights, so his body refinement must be very strong. Maybe he really can help us seize the opportunity to take the summit of Mount Xiyuan."
Yang Zhen glanced at this sarcastic fellow, narrowed his eyes, and said, "How shall I address you, fellow Daoist?"
"My humble self is surnamed Guang and given name Guangchengzi."
"Oh, Orange, I didn't ask you if it was expensive or not. Even if it's expensive, it's still just an orange. Why are you jumping around like that?"
Yang Zhen curled his lip, looking at Guangchengzi as if he were an idiot.
"You..."
Guangchengzi's face turned ashen, and a violent wave of energy suddenly erupted from his body, his aura bursting out like a sea, instantly enveloping the entire hall.
" Yang Tianxiu, it seems you're quite confident in your strength. How about we have a contest? While I, Guangchengzi, wouldn't dare say I could fight Chen Xiaotian for three days and three nights, crushing a Saint Realm cultivator like yourself would be a piece of cake."
Seeing this, no one said a word.
Elder Guo frowned but did not stop Guangchengzi, clearly wanting to find out more about Yang Zhen.
Lin Ruochu showed a hint of displeasure on her face, but remained silent.
At their level of strength, it's no longer easy for them to see through a person.
Although Yang Zhen is a Saint Realm cultivator, no one can say for sure how strong he is in a direct combat situation until he actually fights.
Seeing the astonished look on Yang Zhen's face, Guangchengzi walked towards Yang Zhen step by step, a half-smile on his face, and asked, "How is it?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I came here to eat, not to fight. Um..."
At this point, Yang Zhen turned to Lin Ruochu and asked, "Miss, do you have any food here? How about I make you some noodles?"
Lin Ruochu glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Now is not the time to eat."
"Oh!"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "We'll talk about it another day. Since there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest now."
Everyone looked at each other in surprise, not expecting Yang Zhen to leave so suddenly without looking back.
No, I replied.
Just as they were about to leave, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped, turned to Lin Ruochu, and asked, "Where do I live?"
Lin Ruochu clapped her hands, and two young women immediately came out.
"Saintess!"
The two women Lin Ruochu and stood respectfully to the side, awaiting her instructions.
Lin Ruochu glanced at Yang Zhen and said, "Arrange a room for Young Master Yang in the West Palace."
"Yes!"
"What?" Guangchengzi suddenly exclaimed, pointing at Yang Zhen and saying, " Ruochu, you... you're going to arrange for Yang Tianxiu to be placed in the West Palace?"
Oh my!
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up. It seemed that this Xigong was quite remarkable. Look at Guangchengzi's face; it was almost ashen.
Lin Ruochu glanced at Guangchengzi and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Of course!" Guangchengzi hurriedly said, "The West Palace is where you reside. This kid's background is unknown, and there are rumors circulating. What if he has ulterior motives and plots against you..."
Do you think I'm afraid?
Lin Ruochu glanced at Yang Zhen indifferently, turned and walked out, saying, "Do as I say!"
All done!
Since the Holy Maiden has spoken, who dares to object?
Guangchengzi stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy and uncertain expression, making Yang Zhen want to stick his tongue out at this bastard.
Damn it, if I weren't Sage of Saunter to have my Dantian sealed, I would have already taken you down, you Little White.
Pshaw, pshaw, pshaw, I mean I'll beat you up, you Little White.
For the next two days, Yang Zhen did nothing but eat and sleep like a pig. If he hadn't appeared in front of Lin Ruochu every day, everyone would have forgotten about him.
By the evening of the second day, Yang Zhen finally understood what was going on with the competition.
It turns out that the legendary, seemingly impregnable Western Region Alliance was not a monolithic entity after all.
With more people comes more work. Not to mention the food and supplies for the people and horses, Xishan is such a large area that it's difficult to arrange the division of responsibilities among the responsible areas.
This competition is for the purpose of vying for the protected area Mount Xiyuan.
After all, the Mount Xiyuan is the most likely place to find Savage Wilderness and precious treasures, and it is an object that countless people are vying for.
Lin Ruochu's side had reached the point of vying for the Mount Xiyuan, but the opposing side was strong and well-equipped, with more than ten cultivators at the Saint Venerable Realm alone, and even one body-refining cultivator who had reached the terrifying level of the Saint Venerable Realm.
The difficulty of body-refining cultivation is something that cannot be understood without experiencing it.
Of course, Yang Zhen is an exception; his body tempering method is much simpler to cultivate than other people's Qi cultivation method.
The Body Refining Saint Venerable cultivator was also from the same family as Yang Zhen 500,000 years ago. He also had the surname Yang and was named Yang Tiehe, a strong and robust young man like a horse-riding warrior.
Yang Zhen and Yang Tiehe had met once from afar. Even he would probably have to look up to Yang Tiehe, this iron pillar.
This terrifyingly strong man was virtually invincible among cultivators at the Saint Venerable Realm.
Qi Refining cultivators are already no match for Body Refining cultivators of the same level, let alone the powerful Saint Venerable Realm.
The terrifying power unleashed by the Saint Venerable Realm, utilizing the violent martial arts techniques of heaven and earth, when it lands on the Saint Venerable Realm body-refining cultivator, while not exactly like a tickle, does not create much pressure.
It can be said that Yang Tiehe, in his reckless charge, disregarded everything and risked injury, directly smashing fellow Saint Venerable Realm cultivators into mincemeat.
Scary, isn't it?
There's no harm without comparison.
In comparison, Yang Zhen realized just how Niu Bi he was; no wonder he could beat up cultivators at the Saint Venerable Realm as easily as playing a game.
As a result, Yang Zhen developed a slight interest in this Yang Tiezhu, or rather, Yang Tiehe.
That's an amazing guy, a real ruthless one!
That night, with a blazing campfire, Yang Zhen and the others, led by Lin Ruochu, arrived at the Mount Xiyuan.
Yang Zhen and Shameless Cat were roasting lamb legs when they heard a gasp, followed immediately by Guangchengzi's voice.
"No, I disagree!"
Yang Zhen and the Shameless Cat exchanged a glance, then looked curiously at Guangchengzi.
Guangchengzi's face showed a hint of anxiety as he said, "That Yang Tiehe is simply a madman. He doesn't know how to be gentle with women at all. What if you get hurt by him if you fight repeatedly?"
Lin Ruochu stood calmly by the campfire, her face shifting between light and shadow, and said in a gentle voice, "Then what do you suggest we do?"
"I..."
Guangchengzi gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take care of Yang Tiehe."
"You?"
Lin Ruochu looked at Guangchengzi and asked, "You... can't!"
Guangchengzi gave a bitter smile and said, "Of course I know I'm not good enough, but there's nothing I can do. Among our Saint Venerable, only I can fight Yang Tiehe. Even if it's a near-death experience, it's better than you getting injured at his hands. As long as you can win two matches in a row, it won't matter if we lose this one."
"Oh my, it's like Tian Ji's horse racing strategy!" Yang Zhen looked over there with great interest.
The Shameless Cat looked curious and asked, "Kid, can these frogs race horses? Is there some story behind it?"
boom--!
A deafening sound rang out, startling everyone.
Yang Zhen almost threw the lamb leg in his hand away. He looked in the direction of the sound and was immediately taken aback.
A gigantic beast, measuring ten meters in length, was thrown to the ground by a burly man who stood two and a half meters tall.
Yang Zhen looked at the lamb leg in his hand, then at the beast's enormous leg, and immediately lost interest.