Hearing Feng Lingqiao's words, Yang Zhen truly surprised. He hadn't expected that such a delicate young woman, who wasn't particularly beautiful, had a poor figure, or a charming demeanor, could live with such an open-minded attitude. He immediately smiled and said, "Miss, please don't think like that. Well... chatting is precious, but freedom is even more valuable. If it's for the sake of life, both can be given up!"
Yang Zhen, with a straight face, made up a story. "There's a saying in our village that I think is very good."
"What did you say?" Feng Lingqiao asked, stunned.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said meaningfully, "It's better to live a wretched life than to die a good death!"
"Is it better to live a miserable life than to die?" Feng Lingqiao gave Yang Zhen a deep look, nodded, and said, "You're right, but we can't always choose our own lives. Sometimes, when we have to do something, we've already disregarded our lives."
"Bullshit!"
Yang Zhen pursed her lips and said, "If you die, what will happen to your grandfather's injuries? A parent outliving their child—do you want to make such an old man suffer the pain of losing a loved one before he dies?"
Feng Lingqiao was startled and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, as if she hadn't expected Yang Zhen to curse, and to say something so sharp and incisive.
However, for some reason, Feng Lingqiao suddenly didn't want to die.
"By the way, what exactly is Black Sand, and where can we get it?" Yang Zhen asked curiously. Perhaps Black Sand could be integrated into the Great Deficiency Sword. Even if it couldn't, such a rare treasure of heaven and earth, which could fetch a lot of money with just a little bit of Black Sand, was still worth collecting.
Feng Lingqiao was almost bewildered by Yang Zhen's unconventional way of speaking. After recovering, she hurriedly said, "I don't know how to obtain it either. It is said that this black sand can appear anywhere—underground, on the ground, even in mid-air, on leaves—it can appear everywhere. However, encountering this kind of black sand requires a great deal of luck."
Yang Zhen suddenly realized, thinking to himself that this black sand was quite arrogant, and that obtaining it required a great deal of luck.
Since it was something that could only be found by chance, Yang Zhen temporarily abandoned that idea and asked, "Where do you plan to look for it?"
Feng Lingqiao shook her head and said, "I don't know. How about I help you find your... good brother first?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, then said, "That's great!"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen flicked his wrist, and a ripple of ink spread out, drifting away and disappearing with a soft "whoosh."
"Damn it, where did that bastard go?"
Before Yang Zhen could finish speaking, a Little Black suddenly emerged from the vanished ink painting, drifting aimlessly as if blown by the wind, heading north.
Seeing this, Yang Zhen laughed heartily and hurriedly followed. Then, he paused, turned to Feng Lingqiao, and said, "This direction seems to be where those traitors went. Are you sure you still want to follow?"
Feng Lingqiao's expression changed. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Follow!"
Yang Zhen laughed heartily. There are still many interesting people in this world.
A beautiful appearance is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million. Whether you've become a couch potato depends first and foremost on whether your soul is living out its own feelings. Simply echoing others and doing what others say is just being a broken record.
What are Heavenly Spring Sacred Land and Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain? For Yang Zhen, they are just super large dungeons that many people are afraid to clear. Yang Zhen doesn't have the strength to clear them either, so he might as well use cheats and spend money. Besides, who says that Yang Zhen has to go head-to-head with these two major forces?
As long as Yang Zhen doesn't provoke them, it's no big deal. As for when Yang Zhen does whatever he wants and it affects their interests, sorry, that's none of Sage of Saunter business.
Yang Zhen walked with such ease, as if he wasn't heading towards the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land or the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, but rather strolling in his own backyard.
Feng Lingqiao stared blankly at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, following behind him without saying a word. She took a deep breath, and the gloomy expression on her face gradually dissipated. Sometimes, carefree attitude can be contagious.
Yang Zhen came to this Mountain and River Ruins only to find the Shameless Cat. The brand on the bastard's body gave off a dangerous feeling, and then it disappeared. Without the Shameless Cat nagging around, Yang Zhen was actually a little worried about the guy.
The Little Black floated for a while and then disappeared, clearly not enough for Yang Zhen to find the Shameless Cat.
Continuing to search like this is not a solution. As Yang Zhen walked, he released his vast and boundless Divine Sense power, which immediately expanded the search area.
That feels so good!
Feedback came from the surrounding environment, and the power of Divine Sense was even more effective than any thermal imaging scanner. Yang Zhen almost grew to like this feeling of being in control of everything. With the power of Divine Sense, he could foresee any danger in advance. This feeling of freedom was the real reason why Yang Zhen cultivated.
When Yang Zhen unleashed his Divine Sense power, it startled Feng Lingqiao.
Feng Lingqiao was also a cultivator in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm. At such a young age, her talent was not only not bad, but she could be considered one of the best. However, she was still shocked by Yang Zhen's terrifying Divine Sense power. She looked at Yang Zhen with surprise and a look of doubt flashed in her eyes.
What kind of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm expert could possess such terrifying Divine Sense power?
In the northern part of the Mountain and River Ruins, the disciples of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land and the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain looked solemn. Among the crowd, Fang Zhongjian hesitated and looked at Lu Tianwei beside him, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Lu Tianwei suddenly asked, "Brother Fang, did you see someone who looks exactly like Yang Zhen just now?"
Fang Zhongjian was visibly shaken, and looked at Lu Tianwei in astonishment, saying, "You saw it too?"
Lu Tianwei shook his head and said, "I can't be sure. Although they looked somewhat similar from a distance, it's unlikely to be such a coincidence."
Fang Zhongjian gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, saying, "That's fine then, but that bastard Yang Zhen actually destroyed Senior Brother Li Cangxu's Wuque Sword. If he really dares to come to the Mountain and River Ruins, I'll definitely make sure his head is separated from his body. If not..."
At this point, Fang Zhongjian took a deep breath and said, "If not, then he's just lucky. But one day, I, Fang Zhongjian, will make Yang Zhen pay the price!"
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's name, Ji Yourong's expression Ji Yourong. She turned to look at Fang Zhongjian, whose beautiful face was unparalleled, making it impossible to discern her thoughts.
Among the disciples of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land, a young cultivator with an arrogant expression sneered and said, "Does Yang Zhen really possess such abilities that he can even destroy Saint Weapon?"
Fang Zhongjian's expression darkened as he stared at the young cultivator and said, " Senior Brother Qi, are you perhaps doubting my words?"
Senior Brother Qi revealed a sneer and said, "How could I doubt Junior Brother Fang's words? It's just that I really can't connect a Grandmaster of weapon crafting with Yang Zhen. Perhaps he used some special method to destroy the Wuque Sword. Junior Brother Fang, don't be fooled by him."
Upon hearing Senior Brother Qi's words, Fang Zhongjian was taken aback. He turned to look at Lu Tianwei, only to see a hint of mockery flash in Lu Tianwei's eyes as he stared at Senior Brother Qi. Fang Zhongjian immediately felt annoyed and irritated, and coldly snorted, " Yang Zhen is not a Grandmaster of Weapon Forging. This is a personal matter between him and me. Even if he were truly a Grandmaster of Weapon Forging, I, Fang, would not involve the Holy Land."
Senior Brother Qi laughed heartily and said nonchalantly, "Well done Yang Zhen! He's even made Junior Brother Fang so wary. I've become quite interested in him. If it really is Yang Zhen, please don't interfere, Junior Brother Fang. Let me test whether this Yang Zhen is as monstrous as the legends say."
Fang Zhongjian was eager for Senior Brother Qi to fight Yang Zhen, and upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with that!"