Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was moved.
Passing down the secret technique?
What martial art can be called a secret technique if not a powerful martial skill? But what kind of precious and powerful martial skill could make a Spirit Transformation Realm expert Niannian to it that he would pass it down even in death?
Without a doubt, it must be an extremely rare and powerful secret technique. After hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present became envious and looked at Yin Slave with suspicion.
The two Spirit Transformation Realm experts have temporarily stopped fighting, and it seems that the Black Puppet is also showing signs of struggle, clearly remembering something. If these two can stop, then everyone will have no worries in the Sealed Land.
At that moment, Yang Zhen's voice rang out again.
"Ahem... Now thousands of years have passed, and you two have been cultivating here in a daze for so many years. You've finally made some progress, but don't kill each other because of a moment of impulse. What you're doing will only cause pain to your loved ones and joy to your enemies. By the way, look at all these fellow cultivators. Which one do you find pleasing? They can all help you pass on your secret techniques. Hey you... um... yes, I'm talking to you. Never mind, you're not good enough. Everyone here, if you have more talent than me, can you step forward and give it a try?"
Everyone's lips twitched as they listened. Yang Zhen, that bastard, was indeed up to no good. They had all thought he was a chivalrous person, but now they'd been slapped in the face.
Yang Zhen is Yang Zhen. Any seemingly foolish thing he does could not possibly be done without ulterior motives.
Just moments ago, everyone was wondering if Yang Zhen had been misunderstood all along. Now it seems all that chivalry and compassion were just an act to obtain that secret technique inheritance?
The group of people looked at Yang Zhen in bewilderment. Frankly, among them, there wasn't a single person or two whose talent surpassed Yang Zhen's. With him present, would anyone dare to go out?
Damn it, this is practically Yang Zhen's home turf. Even if someone is more talented than him, they're not as familiar with Yin Slave and Black Puppet as he is. Would someone like that dare to go out and court death now?
Even if he survives, being targeted by that despicable Yang Zhen, what good will come of it?
"Hehe, it seems there's no one with higher talent than this Sage of Saunter!"
Yang Zhen looked at Ye Lingyin shyly and said something that made everyone forcibly hold back their curses.
Doesn't this mean that he has the highest talent here and is the most suitable for inheriting that secret technique?
Seeing the hesitation flickering in the eyes of the Yin Slave, countless people present secretly Curse Yang Zhen, saying that he would never catch Ye Lingyin's eye.
Lu Tianwei stared at Yang Zhen in utter bewilderment. He couldn't understand why what was clearly a " Yang Zhen's suicide trap" had suddenly turned into a " Yang Zhen's succession trap."
So Yang Zhen already knew the identity of this Yin Slave, and even the identity of the Black Puppet, a ferocious beast?
Damn, I'm a bit stunned, and even a little slow to react.
If Yang Zhen knew the identity of this Yin Slave in his previous life, neither the others nor Lu Tianwei could accept it. But Yang Zhen even Dao Body of a ferocious beast like the Black Puppet, which is a bit too much!
The fate of the inheritance rests solely on the decision of that Yin Slave, Ye Lingyin. At this moment, no one dared to utter a sound. Offending Spirit Transformation Realm expert was indeed terrifying, but offending that vile woman Yang Zhen would also have extremely tragic consequences.
At this moment, Ye Lingyin suddenly shook her head.
Upon seeing Ye Lingyin shake her head, everyone present almost cheered with excitement.
Nothing is more exciting than seeing Yang Zhen get his comeuppance.
The Shameless Cat, perched on the shoulder of the Holy Maiden Thousand Spirits amidst the crowd, stared at Yang Zhen with astonishment, muttering to Celestial Person, "Damn, this kid's got some nerve! He's probably been planning this since the very beginning—no, ever since he came out of the secret realm. One thing leads to another, one thing leads to another... But why do I just love seeing this kind of thing happen?"
Holy Maiden Thousand Spirits listened in disbelief to the Shameless Cat's mutterings, never imagining that Yang Zhen had already begun plotting to inherit this secret technique back then.
Did Yang Zhen fool everyone from the very beginning?
As expected of Yang Zhen!
The crowd, who thought they had learned the truth, looked at Yang Zhen with strange expressions. When they heard that Yang Zhen was actually putting on airs and asking someone with higher talent than him to go up and receive the inheritance, many of them were furious!
Many people watched Yang Zhen with schadenfreude. Such low-level tactics could deceive the world at first, but once the fox's tail was exposed, they became worthless.
Everyone seemed to be able to see a fox's tail swaying behind Yang Zhen. Could that unparalleled Spirit Transformation Realm expert really be fooled?
Seeing Yang Zhen's solemn expression and his seemingly reliable, boy-next-door demeanor, many people began to feel embarrassed for him.
In this situation, how could the Yin Slave possibly pass on the inheritance to him? It would be a great favor if he didn't slap him to death.
See? He shook his head, didn't he?
What does shaking your head mean? Doesn't it mean Yang Zhen is incapable and unqualified to receive her inheritance?
Seeing this, everyone was secretly delighted.
However, to everyone's astonishment, the Yin Slave shook his head, paused for a moment, and then walked towards Yang Zhen.
"It's over... it's over?"
A group of people stared blankly as Yin Slave walked up to Yang Zhen. His eyes, devoid of any emotion, scrutinized Yang Zhen for a moment before he extended a jade-like finger and touched Yang Zhen's forehead.
Everyone was startled, fearing that the Yin Slave's finger would unleash that destructive light again, making it almost impossible for Yang Zhen to run at such close range.
No, it's not that there's no way to run; it's almost certainly a death sentence.
Seeing this scene, most people tensed up again. This bittersweet feeling of wanting to see Yang Zhen suffer a setback, yet not wanting Yang Zhen to die, made everyone's faces turn all sorts of colors.
Yang Zhen's expression remained almost unchanged, still bearing an honest and simple look that could fool even the most cunning hunter in the world!
Little did anyone know that while Yang Zhen appeared calm and collected on the surface, he was actually panicking inside!
Yang Zhen knew perfectly well that at this moment, let alone Ye Lingyin's fingers emitting that deadly light again, even with Yin Slave's physical strength, a light poke could potentially pierce a hole in Yang Zhen's head, rendering even the strongest Dragon-Elephant Prison-Shaking Body useless!
Just as Yang Zhen was filled with doubt and surprise, Yin Slave's fingers indeed glowed, startling Yang Zhen so much that he almost bumped into them, but fortunately he managed to restrain himself!
The light emanating from Yin Slave's fingertips was gentle, like sunlight shining on the body, and a strange aura emanated from Yin Slave's fingers and spread to Yang Zhen's body.
Yang Zhen suddenly felt like he had been completely exposed.
Damn, that's a bit of a loss!
Yang Zhen thought that, for the sake of fairness, he should also let the Yin Slave see everything naked, but considering that she was a girl, he reluctantly accepted it.
This aura circulated throughout Yang Zhen's body, even taking a turn in his Divine Sense space. It wasn't that Yang Zhen couldn't resist it, but that he dared not resist it.
In any case, Yin Slave has not shown any intention to kill so far, and besides, if Yin Slave wanted to kill him at this time, his resistance would be futile.
There's a saying that goes, "If you can't resist it, then learn to enjoy it!"
Yang Zhen reached out and pulled at his collar, revealing his muscular chest. He then simply closed his eyes, as if to say, "Come on, do it!" leaving the group of people bewildered and confused.
What are you going to do?