How terrifying is Yang Zhen?
The Ghost Alchemist suddenly burst into laughter. His black cloak billowed and rustled loudly without any wind, making his entire body seem hollow and emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
"Is Yang Zhen terrifying? That's because you haven't seen how terrifying I am. I'm actually looking forward to seeing what kind of thrill Yang Zhen can give me."
At this point, the Ghost Alchemist's voice suddenly turned low, and he muttered to himself, "How many years has it been? I've forgotten how many years it's been since I felt any tension or excitement. Life... it's all so numb."
Fang Zhongjian looked at the Ghost Alchemist with a look of surprise and uncertainty. This guy was indeed a madman. No one knew what he was thinking. Moreover, he was unpredictable, especially when he was refining pills, which was simply terrifying.
Upon Ghost Alchemist, Feng Lingqiao's expression became even more worried, and she looked anxiously in the direction of the people from the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain.
Feng Lingqiao knew Yang Zhen might come, and she understood that there were certain things Yang Zhen would do. However, Feng Lingqiao hadn't expected him to save Yang Zhen in this way, and she wondered why the Feng Household family from Mountain and River City hadn't arrived yet.
When Fang Zhongjian kidnapped Feng Lingqiao, the reason Feng Lingqiao asked Yang Zhen to go to Mountain and River City to rescue her grandfather was not because she hoped Yang Zhen could cure her grandfather, as her grandfather's injuries were too serious.
Feng Lingqiao sent Yang Zhen to Mountain and River City only so that Yang Zhen could tell the Feng Household that she had been captured by Heavenly Spring Sacred Land.
Once the Feng Household receives the news, they will spare no effort to come to the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain to lend Yang Zhen a helping hand.
But... he didn't come.
Yang Zhen did not appear, nor did the Feng Household whom Feng Lingqiao had been hoping for.
It's better if they don't appear. That way, Yang Zhen won't be in danger, and the Mountains and Rivers Painting won't fall into the hands of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land.
However, at this moment, Feng Lingqiao suddenly exclaimed, her eyes flashing with surprise and uncertainty as she looked in the direction of the people from the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain.
"Oh?" The Ghost Alchemist's voice was playful. Following Feng Lingqiao's gaze, he chuckled and said, "That guy with a cat perched on his shoulder, that must be Yang Zhen. He's certainly handsome, but I wonder if he's just all looks and no substance."
Fang Zhongjian pondered for a moment, then glanced at the Ghost Alchemist and said, "I advise you not to underestimate Yang Zhen."
Ghost Alchemist laughed heartily, flicked his cloak, left the area of Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, and headed towards Yang Zhen.
Everyone was taken aback by this scene, and then became quite interested.
When the Ghost Alchemist appeared, everyone was already shocked, especially the disciples of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land who knew Ghost Alchemist methods. They were extremely excited, as such an event that enhanced the prestige of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land always made everyone's blood boil.
As the Ghost Alchemist walked step by step toward Yang Zhen, everyone watched the Ghost Alchemist and Yang Zhen intently.
Among the people from the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, Yang Zhen looked at the sea of people at the alchemy field with surprise and asked in astonishment, "Are all so many people going to enter the ruins?"
Mei Chaofeng smiled and said, "Of course there can't be that many people, but these are indeed cultivators gathered from the Holy Domain. The ruins are of great importance, and we must make everything under control. Once we enter the core of the ruins, these people will be able to come and go as they please."
Yang Zhen suddenly realized that this was in line with the style of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain; they were indeed the type that were rich and powerful.
After casually glancing around, Yang Zhen asked in surprise, "Where is that Spirit Transformation Realm expert?"
"He's walking towards you... What?" Mei Chaofeng was stunned, looking at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. "You just asked about the Spirit Transformation Realm expert?"
"Is something wrong?" Yang Zhen was also taken aback by Mei Chaofeng's question. She thought that asking someone about such a thing required arranging a first-come, first-served order.
The others also looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion and uncertainty. Ji Yourong smile and said, "There's nothing wrong with it, but shouldn't you ask the Ghost Alchemist first?"
Yang Zhen looked around and pointed, " The Ghost Alchemist you're talking about, is that the guy?"
"How did you know?" Ji Yourong was stunned.
Yang Zhen curled his lips. How could he not know? This guy came in with a menacing look, and among the thousands of cultivators in the entire alchemy field, he was dressed like a TV drama protagonist, as if he could turn his battle qi into wings with a flick of his cloak.
Mentioning the Battle Qi Wings, Yang Zhen inadvertently thought of the wings of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, and his heart immediately burned with excitement.
It seems I need to find a way to bring this up. What were those wings called again? Yang Zhen had actually forgotten.
By manipulating the relics and wings aspects, we can achieve two goals at once!
Seeing that Yang Zhen seemed to completely disregard the Ghost Alchemist, Ji Yourong warned, "You'd better be careful. The Ghost Alchemist's methods are unpredictable and terrifying."
Yang Zhen nodded, a smile spreading across his face. Suddenly, he looked up and waved to the Ghost Alchemist, saying with a smile, "Hey, brother, how are you? How's your mother? How's your whole family?"
Everyone: "???"
Everyone was startled by Yang Zhen's sudden loud voice.
The Ghost Alchemist completely lost all the momentum he had painstakingly built up. He stared blankly at Yang Zhen, then turned to Fang Zhongjian and asked, "He... was he talking to me?"
"Still the shy type..." Yang Zhen muttered, then said loudly, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm not a good person, ugh, I'm a bad person, oh? Right, I'm a very low-key person, so you don't have to worry about me stealing your thunder. Let's be honest, okay?"
A group of people stared blankly at Yang Zhen, then at the Ghost Alchemist was standing there speechless, not even knowing what to do with his hands. They all had an irrepressible urge to laugh.
Ji Yourong pursed her lips and turned her head away, feeling very uncomfortable. When she inadvertently saw the surprised expression on Mei Chaofeng's face, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Fang Zhongjian's lips twitched incessantly, but for some reason, he felt secretly pleased. Damn it, this Ghost Alchemist, relying on his strange methods, was far too arrogant. Now, in just one exchange, he was rendered speechless and completely dumbfounded by Yang Zhen.
"What are you saying?" Ghost Alchemist sneered, and a wave of fiery heat suddenly surged from his side, terrifyingly billowing as if it were burning fiercely. He walked towards Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression.
Yang Zhen let out Ji Yourong in front of him. With this block of ice around, he wasn't Ghost Alchemist's heat.
"I mean, I'm a pretty low-key person. So, how should we compete from here on out?"
Yang Zhen peeked out from Ji Yourong, looking at the Ghost Alchemist with great interest.
The Ghost Alchemist was stunned, clearly not expecting Yang Zhen to ask such a question. How could they compete? Hadn't they already agreed on it?
The two individuals each refine pills, and can attack each other during the process. Whoever possesses superior skills and is able to successfully refine and collect the pills will be the winner, and the force they represent will become the leader of this operation.
Why did Yang Zhen suddenly ask, "How do we compete?"
The Ghost Alchemist looked at Yang Zhen with a puzzled and uncertain expression, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
Yang Zhen was stunned, then turned to look at Ji Yourong: "Damn it, did you guys find this Sage of Saunter to be my opponent?"
"You!" The Ghost Alchemist's voice was distorted.
Damn it, your words are so ambiguous, who knows what you're trying to say?
Yang Zhen looked at the Ghost Alchemist with a grin, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Since it's a competition, there should at least be a prize, otherwise everyone won't enjoy watching. May I ask, do you know how to dance the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?"
"What?" The Ghost Alchemist frowned. "What kind of soil?"