Yang Zhen spoke very softly, whispering to the Shameless Cat, making sure no one else could hear them.
What even the Shameless Cat didn't know was that what Yang Zhen sold to Holy Son Lin was not only a simplified, castrated version, but also a counterfeit product, haphazardly produced in a small workshop.
Most importantly, Yang Zhen tampered with that Iron Armor. Not to mention the Ke Clan, even if the great power who created the Heavenly Book: Profound Principles Chapter were still alive, they wouldn't be able to decipher it, because before they could even succeed in deciphering it, the Iron Armor would disintegrate into pieces with a "poof"!
The flying vehicle competition ended prematurely thanks to the antics of Yang Zhen and his three rascals. The ending was naturally a happy one. What a joke! With the Iron Armor and the two flying vehicles of the Shameless Cat and the Flirtatious Chicken, entering the Mo North Abyss was just a matter of minutes, wasn't it?
The most crucial point now is how to 'kidnap' the Ke Clan and let Holy Son Lin control the Iron Armor to lead everyone into the Mo North Abyss.
"Leave this matter to me!" Elder Qian said with a smile to everyone.
Hearing Elder Qian's words, everyone became excited. With Elder Qian's guarantee, it meant that the Ancient Spirit Clan was going to participate. At that time, other major sects and Ancient Clan would naturally not stand idly by. Under such circumstances, would the Ke Clan refuse to give them face?
Even if it meant gritting his teeth and swallowing it down, Holy Son Lin had to obediently control the Iron Armor and be responsible for attracting the overwhelming hordes of Death Zhi!
Upon returning to Ink Pool Peak, Yang Zhen didn't wait for the three shifty-eyed fellows —Peak Master Mo, Elder Mo, and Palace Master Liu— to come closer. Instead, he plunged into the cave and began to live like a caveman.
There's still some time before the Mo North Abyss opens, so Yang Zhen needs to hurry up and refine some more things for backup. Otherwise, in such a dangerous place as the Mo North Abyss, he might get eaten by swarms of mosquitoes if he's not careful. Those mosquitoes are not to be trifled with.
In the crowd, Peak Master Mo awkwardly withdrew his hand, exchanging bewildered glances with Palace Master Liu: "This... what is Young Friend Yang doing going into that cave again?"
Palace Master Liu gave a wry smile and said, "That's just Yang Zhen's style—unconventional and leaving no trace. But this time, there are probably only two reasons."
"Oh?" Peak Master Mo was taken aback and asked, "What's the reason?"
Palace Master Liu chuckled and said, "Brother Mo, you're blinded by your own involvement. Yang Zhen has just obtained the Ancient Scripture of Supreme Evolution, so naturally he needs to study it. Although Yang Zhen's talent is very high, the grade of the Cultivation Method he is practicing is probably not too high. Otherwise, with his talent, he would definitely have done far more than just survive one Heavenly Tribulation."
Peak Master Mo gasped, and exclaimed, "The world is vast, and there are truly countless extraordinary people and events. Yang Zhen's talent is truly unparalleled in my life. If it weren't for the fact that the Cultivation Method of Ink Pool Peak are only suitable for Ink Pool Peak disciples, I would have even considered letting Yang Zhen comprehend the Ink Pool Peak Cultivation Method."
"Father, why don't you ask Yang Zhen if he's willing to join Ink Pool Peak?" Mo Xueling's eyes lit up, and she asked hopefully.
Peak Master Mo smiled and said, "With Yang Zhen's talent, joining Ink Pool Peak would probably only hinder him. For truly talented cultivators, joining any sect would only bring them constraints. Besides, do you think Yang Zhen looks like someone who lacks Cultivation Resources?"
Mo Xueling was stunned, then stamped her foot and said, " Yang Zhen will never lack Cultivation Resources, no matter who else is lacking them. That guy is cunning!"
Palace Master Liu and Peak Master Mo laughed heartily. The latter took a deep breath and said to Palace Master Liu, "In that case, the second reason is probably that Yang Zhen still needs to refine some things."
"Oh?" Palace Master Liu's expression shifted, and she asked with a smile, "Brother Mo, what makes you so sure?"
" Yang Zhen has only crafted the flying machines for the Shameless Cat' and 'Flirtatious Chicken'. Now that he has sold his own flying machine to Holy Son Lin, and considering the relationship between Holy Maiden Hua and Dao Fanatic Miss Han with Yang Zhen Yang Zhen naturally doesn't feel comfortable letting the two women ride in ordinary flying boats. Therefore, Yang Zhen will probably need to craft at least three more flying machines."
Palace Master Liu nodded, then suddenly noticed Mo Xueling's mischievous look and froze.
Peak Master Mo turned his head suspiciously, and upon seeing the expression on Mo Xueling's face, he paused, then scolded, "Nonsense! It wasn't easy for young friend Yang to forge a flying device, so don't go and ask him to forge one for you too."
"Dad, how can you guess everything!" Mo Xueling pouted, clearly unhappy.
Peak Master Mo laughed heartily and said, "No one knows a daughter better than her father. How could I not know what you're thinking?"
At this point, Peak Master Mo seemed to recall something, and suddenly sighed, saying earnestly, " Ling'er, it won't be easy to keep up with Yang Zhen's pace. You... don't push yourself too hard."
Mo Xueling was stunned for a moment, then her face turned bright red. She hurriedly turned her head away and stamped her foot. "Who... who wants to follow that guy? Yang Zhen is such a womanizer. Isn't having the Holy Maiden Hua and the Little Dao Addict enough for him?"
Upon hearing this Peak Master Mo and Palace Master Liu exchanged a glance and burst into laughter, saying, "How can a man in this world be entangled by personal feelings? Such matters should be left to nature. Dwelling on them too much is torture for everyone and goes against one's true nature."
Mo Xueling shuddered, sighed, and turned to leave, somewhat dejected.
Palace Master Liu stared at Peak Master Mo in disbelief, then hesitantly asked, "Could it be that Spirit Maiden Mo has actually developed an interest in that Yang Zhen?"
"Who knows? Damn it, if I could understand emotions, I wouldn't have let Ling'er's mother... Sigh, what a tragedy."
Palace Master Liu patted Peak Master Mo on the shoulder and said, "Let nature take its course, let nature take its course!"
"Oh shit!"
The swear words he learned from Yang Zhen were really satisfying to use, and Peak Master Mo's face clearly showed his enjoyment.
Ke Clan, Great Hall!
A group of old men stared blankly at a box made of Eternal Gold Heavenly Iron in the main hall. After exchanging bewildered glances, they all turned ashen with anger and glared at Holy Son Lin.
One of the gray-robed elders sneered, smashing a table in front of him to pieces with a single slap. He pointed a trembling finger at Holy Son Lin and said, "You... you unfilial son, is this the divine Cultivation Method you obtained by exchanging my Ke Clan's secret techniques?"
Holy Son Lin stood stiffly, his face calm and fearless, seemingly very confident that he could persuade this group of stubborn old men, but cold sweat kept pouring down his forehead.
Although full of confidence, Holy Son Lin discovered that there was still a big difference between what he had imagined and the reality.
The pressure he felt was unimaginable when faced with accusations from a group of clan elders.
Inside the main hall, there were still many Ke Clan. Among them was a handsome young man, about the same age as Holy Son Lin. Hearing this, he said sarcastically, "Elder, since Holy Son Lin has such great confidence, why don't you let him show us what's so magical about this iron box?"
Upon hearing the young man's words, many of the young clansmen present couldn't help but turn their heads away, making snickering sounds. They clearly wanted to laugh but dared not, feeling like they were trying to suppress their laughter.
"You bastard!" the elder roared furiously, his voice booming and startling everyone.
"This Eternal Gold Heavenly Iron is indeed precious, but how can it compare to the Cultivation Method passed down through my Ke Clan for ten thousand years? If you cannot give me a satisfactory answer today, then die together with that brat Yang Zhen!"
Seeing that the elder was truly enraged, all the disciples of the Ke Clan present fell silent. However, most of the younger generation of disciples secretly observed Holy Son Lin's expression and revealed gloating expressions.
"A bunch of old fogies!" Holy Son Lin muttered under his breath, then reached for the key and hung it around his neck.