"God, you son of a bitch Ri Chuantian!" Yang Zhen looked at the smug, Shameless Cat with a strange expression. How could it have turned out like this?
Back in the day, that Shameless Cat... well, when I first met Shameless Cat, he was just as jerky, only he's become even more so now.
"What, is the name I came up with not imposing enough?" The Shameless Cat looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion, then thought about it seriously and said, "I think it's imposing enough. Even Flirtatious Chicken approves of the name I chose this time."
Yang Zhen stared at Celestial Person Flirtatious Chicken with utter astonishment and asked, "You agree?"
The Flirtatious Chicken nodded arrogantly, as if gaining its approval made the name sound more sophisticated.
Yang Zhen turned and left, deciding to cut ties with these two tasteless bastards.
The two rascals, nicknamed "Shameless Cat" and "Flirtatious Chicken," exchanged bewildered glances behind Yang Zhen Yang Zhen. They hurriedly followed him and said, "Kid, don't you want to know why the Departing Star Sect is targeting the Spirit Learning Palace and Ink Pool Peak like this?"
Yang Zhen glanced at the two with disdain and said, "Do you think I, the Sage of Saunter, am as brainless as you? I tricked Liang Lie, the sect leader of the Departing Star Sect Sage of Saunter, into a state of utter disarray. It would be strange if he didn't target Spirit Learning Palace and Ink Pool Peak. Who told Old Man Mo to invite me to Sage of Saunter Ink Pool Peak for no reason? Since he did such a thing, he should be prepared to take the Sage of Saunter for me!"
The Shameless Cat was stunned, then exclaimed with wide eyes, "Damn it, kid, so you knew all along! No wonder you were secretly crafting flying machines. I thought you were aiming to make a name for yourself and become a dark horse in the flying machine competition, but it turns out you just wanted Ink Pool Peak to take the blame for you?"
Yang Zhen glanced at the Shameless Cat and said, "What you said isn't wrong. Actually, this ' Sage of Saunter' has no interest in this flying machine competition. Don't you think that if this ' Sage of Saunter ' were to participate in this flying machine competition, it would be bullying someone?"
The Shameless Cat stood there dumbfounded, staring at Yang Zhen with a look of Flirtatious Chicken Celestial Person, and said with a sigh, "I underestimated your confidence, you little grass-digging brat, wait a minute!"
Watching Yang Zhen walk away, the Shameless Cat and the Flirtatious Chicken hurriedly chased after him again, sneering, "Kid, I have to wake you up. If you think this flying machine competition is just a bunch of junk made by the disciples of Ink Pool Peak, then you're sorely mistaken."
"Oh?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, then said disdainfully, "What else could it be but these pieces of junk? In all these days, this Sage of Saunter hasn't seen a single one who can fight!"
The Shameless Cat chuckled and said, "That's because you're ignorant. At this time, who would bring out a truly powerful aircraft? The aircraft you've seen recently are nothing but junk that don't even qualify for the competition."
"Huh?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes. He asked, "How did you know?"
The Shameless Cat said, "Because I secretly went to the Departing Star Sect and saw the much-talked-about Megatron."
Yang Zhen was truly surprised that the Shameless Cat could sneak into the Departing Star Sect. Intrigued, he asked curiously, "You saw it? What kind of flying machine is that Megatron?"
The Shameless Cat looked at him with disdain. "You say you're not interested, but you're quite honest about it."
"Damn it, are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, this Sage of Saunter is going to cultivate." Yang Zhen turned and left.
The Shameless Cat behind him wasn't in a hurry, and scoffed, "I don't believe you for a second! If someone like you could cultivate, there wouldn't be any lazy cultivators in the world!"
Yang Zhen kicked the Shameless Cat, yelling, "I'll kick you to death, you bastard!"
The Shameless Cat cackled, and the two of them made a ruckus before finally stopping and continuing, "That Megatron is quite an impressive flying machine. Guess what it's like? Damn, it's actually an eagle!"
"Eagle Crack?" Yang Zhen was taken aback. "An eagle?"
"It's not just a simple eagle. It looks exactly like a hawk, and its wings are incredibly sharp, especially its claws, which can almost pierce through gold and split stone. No wonder it's made of thousand-year-old Iron Star Wood; it's truly terrifying."
Hearing this, Yang Zhen was surprised. He hadn't expected that the technology in this world had become so advanced that even an eagle made from a thousand-year-old Iron Star Wood could flap its wings and scratch people with its claws.
"How fast is it?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"Anyway, they're no slower than me. Damn it, if I hadn't run fast, I probably would have been caught. They were just too fast, they were right above my head in a flash. I was so scared I almost peed myself. No way, kid, you have to avenge me, or I won't be able to get over this."
Yang Zhen was dumbfounded. Such speed... could it really not be the Eagle-Splitter Demon Beast captured and tamed by the Departing Star Sect?
Although the Shameless Cat wasn't particularly fast, it was still beyond the Movement Method of most Tribulation Transcendence Realm experts. Its two legs moved at breakneck speed, a pace that most people couldn't match, yet it almost allowed Megatron to catch up?
"That's interesting. Tell me all about that Eagle Cleave... oh no, Megatron."
The Shameless Cat began its explanation with great enthusiasm, while a gloomy atmosphere hung over the main hall of Ink Pool Peak.
Palace Master Liu arrived at Ink Pool Peak at some unknown time, and was staring at Peak Master Mo.
"Is that Megatron really that terrifying?" Ink Pool Peak asked hesitantly, "How does it compare to your Lightning Shuttle?"
"They're not even in the same league!" Palace Master Liu said with a wry smile, "I think that Lightning Shuttle wouldn't last even half an hour against Megatron, and would be caught up and torn to shreds in the time it takes to brew a cup of tea!"
hiss--!
A collective gasp filled the hall. Peak Master Mo looked at Palace Master Liu with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, his expression gradually darkening.
The Lightning Shuttle of the Spirit Learning Palace is already the premier flying machine in North Isle, almost identical in performance to the Ink Wind of Ink Pool Peak.
Under such circumstances, even with the combined power of the Spirit Learning Palace and Ink Pool Peak, it's likely they wouldn't be able to deal with Megatron.
After pondering for a moment, Peak Master Mo turned to an old man behind him and said, " Elder Mo, is there really no way to improve the effectiveness of Ink Wind?"
Elder Mo sighed and said, "It's easier said than done. Ink Wind already represents the highest level of our weapon-forging skills. I can assure you that the Megatron was definitely not forged independently by the Departing Star Sect."
"You mean..." Palace Master Liu's expression hardened, and she said in a deep voice, "You mean the Shanggen Secret Clan is involved?"
Elder Mo nodded and said, "I've heard that the Departing Star Sect has been in close contact with the Ke Clan recently. According to legend, the Ke Clan was a race with profound attainments in weapon crafting during the Shangheng era. However, their lineage was interrupted for ten thousand years. Could they still be so terrifying and so much stronger than us?"
Upon hearing the Ke Clan, the entire hall fell silent for a moment, a heavy atmosphere hanging over everyone's heads.
Mo Xueling, who was standing nearby, suddenly spoke up, "I'm going to find Yang Zhen!"
Peak Master Mo was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Why are you going to see him? Putting aside his skill in weapon crafting, he has absolutely no interest in the flying vehicle competition. How could he possibly be of any help to us?"
Palace Master Liu nodded and said, " Spirit Maiden Mo, it's best not to disturb Yang Zhen. He rarely has time to cultivate, so let him cultivate in peace. That way, he can be of help to us when we enter the Mo North Abyss."
"Her?" Mentioning cultivation, Mo Xueling stamped her foot. "That bastard has been traveling and having fun with the Holy Maiden Hua these past few days, when has he had a single moment to cultivate?"