Yang Zhen has come to Ten Thousand Flowers Island!
The news spread like wildfire across Ten Thousand Flowers Island, and in no time, almost everyone knew that Ten Thousand Flowers Island Yang Zhen had arrived.
"This is going to be interesting. There are countless geniuses on Ten Thousand Flowers Island waiting for Yang Zhen Yang Zhen. Now that he's here, knowing his personality, he's bound to cause a huge uproar."
"The successor of Flower Mountain Blessed Land is already arrogant enough, but Lu Baichi has even boasted that if Yang Zhen dares to come to Ten Thousand Flowers Island, he will definitely take his head. I wonder if Lu Baichi has received any such message."
"What a joke! You and I have both received the information, how could Young Master Lu not know? I just don't understand why Young Master Lu is targeting Yang Zhen like this."
"I've heard it's because Yang Zhen is too arrogant and seems to disregard the disciples of this blessed land. Young Master Lu is going to teach him a lesson!"
"You don't know this, do you? I've heard rumors that the reason Young Master Lu wanted to kill Yang Zhen was actually just a gamble among the successors of the blessed land."
Those around gasped in astonishment, saying, "This is the most tragic aspect of small sects and Rogue Cultivator. No matter how talented Yang Zhen is, no matter how arrogant he is, he's nothing more than a pawn to be manipulated at will in front of these true inheritors of blessed lands."
"Who says otherwise? If I were Yang Zhen, I definitely wouldn't have swallowed this insult and would have killed all those disciples from those blessed lands."
Because the Emperor Mark of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness appeared on Ten Thousand Flowers Island, Ten Thousand Flowers Island has now become the most bustling place on the coast of the East Sea, where cultivators of all cultivation levels from the Youzhou Continent and even the sea gather together.
Some people looked down on Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, thinking he was nothing more than a clown, while others admired Yang Zhen greatly, believing that this was the true nature of cultivators.
Regardless of their attitude towards Yang Zhen, everyone was now somewhat looking forward to Yang Zhen performance on Ten Thousand Flowers Island.
However, Ten Thousand Flowers Island is different from the other two islands on the coast of the East Sea. If Yang Zhen dares to act recklessly, there are plenty of people who can slap Yang Zhen to the ground. This is something that many people with ulterior motives are happy to see. Yang Zhen is really too despicable and too arrogant.
Everyone was eager to see what Yang Zhen would do and cause some trouble.
However, to everyone's utter bewilderment, in the next five days, Yang Zhen not only did not cause any earth-shattering incidents, but also did not offend a single person, keeping a low profile like an ordinary passerby, and even disappeared from the public eye for several days.
This result surprised everyone. No one expected Yang Zhen to act this way, leaving them somewhat disappointed and puzzled. Had Yang Zhen suddenly changed her ways, or was Yang Zhen afraid?
On an ordinary street in Ten Thousand Flowers Island, Yang Zhen, shirtless, carrying a huge hammer, and hammering it into a piece of Star Iron.
Amidst the burst of sparks, as Yang Zhen's Yang Zhen poured down his body, the Star Iron in the clip on his left hand slowly changed shape, and the expression on Yang Zhen's face became increasingly solemn.
"Young man, take a break!"
An ordinary old man brought over a glass of water and placed it next to Yang Zhen.
The old man was hunched over, but his arms were strong and powerful. His eyes were bright and piercing, and he looked at Yang Zhen with a smile, his eyes full of approval.
Yang Zhen wiped away his sweat, finished his water, and smiled broadly. Without turning around, he said, "Master, I'll rest for a while after I finish chipping this piece of Star Iron."
The mischievous Shameless Cat, who was sleeping soundly beside them, looked up groggily at the two of them and let out a crisp "Meow!"
The master blacksmith was an ordinary blacksmith on this street. He had been blacksmithing all his life and his skills were superb. Yang Zhen, on the other hand, was quick to learn. These past few days, the two of them had been getting along like a grandfather and grandson in their old home in the countryside.
The master chef stopped all business, and Yang Zhen seemed to have forgotten about the Great Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness.
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the master chef smiled, picked up a towel and handed it to Yang Zhen, saying, "Young man, you're a cultivator, aren't you?"
Yang Zhen wiped his sweat and asked in surprise, "How did you know, Master Chef?"
The master craftsman laughed heartily, pointed at the enormous iron hammer, and said, "The old man may be blind, but his eyes are still sharp. This hammer is the heaviest here. The strongest young man on the whole street can't even swing it twenty times in one go, yet you've been doing it all morning. No ordinary person could do that."
Yang Zhen was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Master has a good eye, but don't worry, I'm just simply interested in blacksmithing, I have no other intentions."
The master chef chuckled and said, "I'm not worried about that. On Ten Thousand Flowers Island, the safest people are actually us mortals. As long as the Elder Gu exists, our lives are guaranteed. But... why are you interested in ordinary iron?"
"Ordinary iron?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile and said, "When still, it's ordinary; when in motion, it's divine. Master, is this hammer an ordinary object?"
"Of course!" the head chef replied, looking at Yang Zhen with a puzzled expression.
Yang Zhen suddenly took a deep breath, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, and picked up the hammer, saying, "But I sensed from it a trace of the purest energy in the world!"
"What?" The master craftsman was taken aback. He stepped forward, took the hammer from Yang Zhen's hand, and his eyes softened instantly, like a young man gently caressing his lover's smooth skin. He ran his calloused hands over every part of the hammer, muttering to himself, "This hammer has been with this old man his whole life. It's just an ordinary hammer."
Yang Zhen smiled and didn't say much. Instead, he focused his gaze on the master craftsman's face. This hammer was indeed an ordinary object, yet it was extraordinary in its ordinariness.
The master chef is nearing the end of his life; his body has long been hollowed out. If things continue like this, he will surely pass away within a year.
Life is unpredictable; once a person's vitality begins to wane, even Great Emperor would be helpless.
Suddenly, Yang Zhen shuddered, a look of horror flashing in his eyes, and immediately immersed his mind in his Spirit Sea space.
Beneath the starry sky, on a small island in the River of Divine Sense, a tiny sapling with only two leaves suddenly burst forth with a boundless green light, instantly filling the entire spiritual space. This startled Yang Zhen, who wondered what had happened.
Since it took root and sprouted in Yang Zhen's spiritual space, this sapling has been in a dormant state, simply absorbing the energy of heaven and earth and growing slowly.
It's truly unbelievable that a sapling that hadn't changed much for so long could suddenly burst forth with such a terrifying green light.
The next moment, a terrifying vitality erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and streaks of emerald green light swirled around him. This startled the mischievous Shameless Cat so much that the fur on its tail stood on end, and it jumped three feet high, yelling "Holy crap!" as it stared intently at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen.
Buzz!
Within his Sea of Consciousness, a terrifying vitality erupted, surging like a vast ocean, flowing wildly within Yang Zhen's spiritual space, and instantly filling all the meridians of his body.
Under this terrifying vitality, Yang Zhen subconsciously went to the master chef and reached out to grasp the master chef's two rough hands.
The Shameless Cat hurriedly moved closer to Yang Zhen, hugging Yang Zhen thighs tightly with all four legs, rubbing its head against her lap, and purring contentedly with its eyes half-closed.
A sliver of life lingered between the two people and the cat. Yang Zhen and the Shameless Cat were alright, but the changes that had occurred to the master were quite astonishing.
The Shameless Cat seemed to sense something, its whole body trembled, and it looked up at the master craftsman, muttering in horror, "Damn, just how many good things does this kid have? He can make such a commotion even while forging iron. He's a kid who can't keep a low profile even if he wants to."
Just then, the master chef suddenly let out a painful groan, startling both the man and the cat. They quickly moved away from the master chef and looked over with worried expressions.