He's here... bro?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, both Wan Jian and everyone outside the Heaven-Observing Mirror were dumbfounded.
Where did Yang Zhen get such confidence to chat with Wan Jian like this?
Didn't Yang Zhen realize that even if he didn't fear Wan Jian's terrifying strength, if Wan Jian shouted at this moment, he would be completely surrounded?
Once surrounded by two or more people, Yang Zhen will surely die, and then this farce will come to an end.
Even the Elder Jian and the Palace Master of the Jade Holy Palace exchanged a stunned glance, then turned to look at the Third Holy Maiden and asked in unison, "Is this what you meant by not disregarding death?"
If this isn't considered putting life and death aside, then all cultivators in the world cherish life to the extreme.
Is Yang Zhen playing with fire, or does he truly possess some powerful reliance that allows him to act with impunity in this situation?
Everyone stared blankly at the bizarre scene before them, forgetting to utter a word. They were all waiting for Yang Zhen to unleash a power that would leave them speechless, or simply be stabbed to death by Wan Jian.
The feeling of their hearts pounding in their chests was driving everyone crazy.
Little did anyone know that Yang Zhen was also suffering in silence, unable to express her inner turmoil.
Damn, knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle; our ancestors were absolutely right.
Yang Zhen had been trying his best to gather information during this time, but he still hadn't found out the personality and preferences of the Third Holy Maiden, nor did he know what kind of person the elusive Palace Master of Yao Yang Zhen Jade Holy Palace was.
Having entered Eaglefall Cliff in a daze, Yang Zhen genuinely wanted to leave a good impression on the people of Jade Pool Holy Land, so that he could obtain the inheritance method of activating the Land of Seven Yin and Seven Yang from Jade Pool Holy Land.
But how can I leave a good impression?
Yang Zhen didn't know, and precisely because he didn't know, he decided to show off his strength a little and flaunt it a bit. After all, who in this world doesn't like strong people?
Seeing Wan Jian approaching with murderous intent, Yang Zhen not only showed no fear, but instead became even more mysterious. He glanced at Wan Jian Wan Jian, noticing his somewhat bewildered expression, and continued:
" Wan Jian, one of the most powerful young cultivators in the Western Region, Ninth Heaven of the Spirit Transformation Realm, Cultivation Method the Blood Seal Heavenly Gang Sword. This Blood Seal Heavenly Gang Sword is quite extraordinary, so even among the Ninth Heaven of the Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators, he is a powerhouse among powerhouses. He is ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals, yet he has a chivalrous heart. During his trip to the Southern Frontier, he personally killed six Ninth Heaven of the Spirit Transformation Realm scoundrels who were ravaging the world. Am I right?"
"You know me?" Wan Jian's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.
Beside the Heaven-Observing Mirror, everyone was stunned. No one expected that Yang Zhen would be so familiar with the Wan Jian.
A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Third Holy Maiden as she curiously sized up the composed Yang Zhen. She gave the Palace Master and Elder Jian a smug look, her beauty tinged with a touch of playfulness. Who would have thought that the mysterious and noble Third Holy Maiden would have such a side to her?
"It seems Yang Zhen has put in some effort!" The Palace Master nodded, then said doubtfully, "But this kind of information is easy to find out with a little inquiry. What good is it for Yang Zhen to know this?"
Just as Elder Jian was about to nod, Yang Zhen's voice came again.
Seeing that Wan Jian showed no fear, Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Relax. I know you're stalling for information. I'm waiting for someone too. Um, sit down and let's talk?"
"Hmph!" Wan Jian snorted coldly, a flash of disdain in his eyes.
Yang Zhen casually fiddled with the tree branch beside him, muttering to himself, "At seventeen, with your Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivation, you fought two Mahayana Realm head-on, killing one and severely injuring the other. Your fame spread throughout the Western Region. Everyone knew that you broke through to the Heaven Realm after that battle, becoming the youngest Heaven Realm expert in the Western Region in ten thousand years. But few people knew that this battle left you with a great hidden injury. Every time the moon wanes, you suffer excruciating pain three inches from your left rib. Even normally, if someone were to risk their life to attack your left side..."
Wan Jian's expression suddenly changed, and the surrounding air seemed to turn cold. He stared intently at Yang Zhen and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Yang Zhen grinned and said, "You don't need to know who I am. I just want you to know that in front of this ' Sage of Saunter,' you're like a salted fish, completely at his mercy!"
As Yang Zhen spoke, he looked at Wan Jian with great interest and said, "At nineteen, after being seriously injured for two years, you ventured alone into the Sea of Sin. Everyone knows that you killed that giant scorpion, a Spirit Transformation Realm Demon Beast, deep within the Sea of Sin. But no one knows that you went there not just to kill the giant scorpion that was harming the common people, but for the scorpion's companion plant Scorpion Tail Grass, right?"
Yang Zhen guessed this, because his injury required the use of Scorpion Tail Grass for treatment.
"Who... who are you?"
"What a pity! Judging from the way you walked, not only did you not find the Scorpion Tail Grass, but you were also stung by that big scorpion. Oh dear, that's a bit pitiful. Although you forcibly suppressed the poison, it has now seeped into your internal organs. If you can't find the Heavenly Transformation Fruit soon, you won't live for more than three years!"
boom!
Beside the Heaven-Observing Mirror, an old man stood up, so excited that the chair beneath him shattered into dust.
The crowd, who had been listening intently to Yang Zhen's earnest nonsense, suddenly changed their expressions. After exchanging bewildered glances, they opened their mouths and said, "You... you're right?"
The person who stood up was none other than Wan Jian's martial uncle, his own brother!
The old woman looked at the old man with a face full of surprise and doubt, and craned her neck to ask, " Elder Geng, Yang Zhen... he's right?"
Swish!
Countless people's ears perked up instantly, and they looked at Elder Geng had stood up, with gossipy expressions.
Elder Geng's face flickered with a complex expression. He nodded with difficulty and said, " Yang Zhen cannot die!"
As he spoke, Elder Geng slowly sat down, much to everyone's astonishment.
But damn it, is your chair still there? Don't you have any conscience?
Just as Elder Geng was about to sit down on the ground, the old woman waved her hand blankly, and a chair appeared under Elder Geng's bottom, catching him perfectly.
Even the old woman was stunned. How chaotic must Elder Geng's State of Mind be to panic like this?
However, if Yang Zhen is right, everyone feels they can understand, after all, Wan Jian is actually going to die?
At this moment, Yang Zhen's words came again, and everyone held their breath. Even some old men who were drooping their heads and dozing off opened their eyes wide.
Yang Zhen wasn't talking nonsense in a serious manner; clearly, what he said was true. But how did he know that?
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yang Zhen suddenly grinned and said to Wan Jian, whose face was contorted with rage, "Sit down first, and then I'll analyze this situation for you."
Thump!
Wan Jian plopped down on the ground, leaving everyone under the Heaven-Observing Mirror speechless.
"Speak!" Wan Jian's voice came, dry and hoarse, his face solemn.
"Look, let's sit down and have a good chat, that'll make us feel more comfortable. By the way, how old are you?"
Seeing that Yang Zhen was actually chatting with Wan Jian back and forth, everyone was stunned, looking at each other in bewilderment, with a feeling they couldn't quite put their finger on.
This Yang Zhen... is he toxic?
Just then, Yang Zhen suddenly said cheerfully, "Actually, you don't have to die if you can't find the Heavenly Transformation Fruit!"
bass!
Wan Jian stood up!
bass!
Elder Geng stood up again!
Yang Zhen looked at Wan Jian, who was looking nervous, and waved his hand, saying, "Sit down, sit down!"
As she spoke, Yang Zhen looked up at the sky, her face full of grievance.
Damn it, I've been putting on such a show of bravado, I wonder if anyone from the Sage of Saunter Jade Pool Holy Land has even seen it?
Feeling blue and sad, like a mushroom.