Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone who knew the inside story was dumbfounded. Many even tried to calculate how many men and women the four from Grievance-Dissolving Valley would need to perfectly remove the "poison" from their bodies, but their calculations left them completely bewildered.
Are you kidding me?
Not to mention everyone else, even Yang Zhen, the one who set the question, was completely baffled. Was mathematics so easy to conquer?
No one had even realized what was happening until the alluring woman dragged her fellow disciples away with two others.
By this time, Yang Zhen had eleven tokens on him, all hanging from his waist, jingling softly.
Yang Zhen hadn't expected that he would already have eleven tokens without even going anywhere. If he were to carry the Great Deficiency Sword Falling Eagle Cliff's Cliff for a while, wouldn't he be unable to hang it all on his waist?
At this moment, Wan Jian suddenly glanced at Yang Zhen with a resentful expression, walked out from behind the large rock, and slowly walked in the direction where Grievance-Dissolving Valley and the others had left.
Yang Zhen was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"
Wan Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Go and detoxify!"
Clearly, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes had also discovered the "poison" in his Divine Sense space.
Yang Zhen looked at Wan Jian with a bewildered expression, then waved his hand and said, "You don't need a woman to cure your poison!"
Wan Jian was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Why?"
The group of people under the Heaven-Observing Mirror were also bewildered. Yes, it was the same poison Yang Zhen used, so why didn't Wan Jian need to find a woman to deal with it?
And here's the problem: if Wan Jian wants to cure the poison, how many men and how many women does he need?
Everyone had long forgotten about their Common Qi; their minds were now filled with questions about how many men and women they had.
At this moment, Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Try practicing the Nameless Heart Art."
Wan Jian was taken aback. He tried it out, his expression changing rapidly, and he shook his head, saying, "No!"
"That's right, if using the Nameless Heart Art could cure the poison, then those four wouldn't have been fooled. Release all the Heavenly Radiance you've cultivated, release as much as you can, and then use the Heavenly Ring method to execute the Nameless Heart Art."
boom!
A buzzing sound rang out, and a terrifying wave of energy erupted from Wan Jian's body, with eight Heavenly Radiance making him appear like a god of death.
Yang Zhen exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my!" He hadn't expected that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes had also cultivated the Eight Heavenly Radiance. He was truly impressed; appearances can be deceiving.
After releasing eight Heavenly Radiance, Wan Jian's expression immediately turned strange. He looked at Yang Zhen with surprise and asked, "Why do I feel like there's something odd about this? Did you lie to Le Ying and the others?"
Le Ying was the name of that alluring woman. Yang Zhen had heard of her, but had never seen her. Hearing Wan Jian's words, he curled his lip and said, "How can you call it deception when it involves scholars? I'm just teaching them a lesson. In the martial world, you can't do whatever you want just because you have big fists."
Wan Jian opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. Then his expression changed, becoming even more strange. "This strange poison, you didn't use it, did you?"
"You figured it out?" Yang Zhen's answer was so straightforward that Wan Jian questioned his existence.
Wan Jian looked at Yang Zhen with a wry smile and said, "Let's leave here. If Le Ying and the others find us, it will be too late to leave."
Yang Zhen curled his lip. How could they have discovered Tianhuan's method so quickly?
However, Yue Yazi and the others haven't arrived yet, which clearly means they've encountered something else, something quite troublesome.
If Le Ying and the others were to return, Yang Zhen and Wan Jian Le Ying clearly be no match for them.
"It's too late." A voice, as if someone had gritted their teeth, rang out, and four figures appeared in front of Yang Zhen and Wan Jian.
Wan Jian's expression changed. He looked up at the four people, including Le Ying, who had returned. His expression gradually calmed down. He drew his longsword and said to Yang Zhen, "Two for each of you. You choose first."
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't even think about it. This is my Sage of Saunter, and all the hatred is on Sage of Saunter. Don't even think about taking it."
"I..."
Screw you!
Wan Jian was frustrated. Even at this point, Yang Zhen, that bastard, still acted nonchalantly, as if he could take on four opponents by himself.
You make it sound so easy, but what are you hiding behind my back?
Wan Jian looked at him strangely, and a terrifying killing intent gradually erupted from his body. Looking at the Heavenly Radiance halo-like radiance on Le Ying's body, it was clear that those Heaven-Favored Person had high comprehension and had already found a way.
Le Ying was surprised to see Wan Jian here, and clearly with Yang Zhen. She chuckled with a look of astonishment and uncertainty, saying, "I never expected the Heart Sword Sect to have such a talent!"
Yang Zhen: "???"
Wan Jian: "???"
"Young lady, now that you know I am from the Heart Sword Sect Sage of Saunter, why don't you surrender? Aren't you afraid that my 'Ten Thousand Sage of Saunter Wan Jian Return to the Sect will ensure that you and your fellow disciples never return?"
Wan Jian Jianyi looked at the earnest Yang Zhen with resentment. "What utter nonsense! 'Wan Jian Return to the Sect One'? Even the Heart Sword Sect has only heard of such Divine Ability power, let alone you. Where have they ever seen it?"
Moreover, Wan Jian simply couldn't understand why Yang Zhen, that bastard, could lie without the slightest pause; it was as if it were second nature. If Wan Jian weren't still somewhat sharp-minded, he would have already believed that Yang Zhen a disciple of his Heart Sword Sect.
" Wan Jian Return to the Sect?" Le Ying's expression changed, and she summoned a strangely shaped treasure in her hand, which looked like a small beehive. A buzzing sound came from inside, which was terrifying.
" Bone Shadow Bee!"
Sure enough, Wan Jian's expression changed drastically upon seeing the box!
Yang Zhen was also startled. This thing really was a beekeeping box. He wondered if there was any honey inside. If that Shameless Cat were here, he would definitely try to steal it.
Suddenly, Wan Jian shouted, "Run!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Jian suddenly erupted into a frenzy, as if his entire body was burning with a violent killing intent. His figure was as fast as lightning as he rushed towards Le Ying.
Le Ying's face was grim. With a casual wave of her hand, she shouted, "Get out of my way! This bastard is going to die today, and no one can save him!"
Buzz!
A terrifying shockwave swept in, and the beehive suddenly exploded. In the blink of an eye, a dense, overwhelming black shadow enveloped the entire sky.
Yang Zhen was startled; she really jumped up.
This dense, swarming array of things would make even a carefree person like Yang Zhen feel uneasy, let alone someone with trypophobia.
But this box is really something. It looks unremarkable, but it turns out it holds a lot of surprises. It's filled with so many insects.
Yang Zhen pondered whether he should discuss it with Le Ying and see if they could buy this thing. When he retired, he could find a beautiful place with clear waters and green mountains and name it the Tomb of the Living Dead of Mount Zhongnan... Ugh, what's with all the talk about living and dead? That's unlucky. Let's just call it Mount Zhongnan.
When that time comes, living with a beautiful woman, growing flowers and plants, and raising honey will be simply breathtaking.
At that moment, a roar shattered Yang Zhen's daydream. Wan Jian coldly snorted, "What are you waiting for? Run!"
Yang Zhen snapped out of his daze, looked at Le Ying's wicked smile that radiated murderous intent intent, rubbed his hands together, and asked, "Miss, are you selling your Bone Shadow Bee?"
To sell or not to sell?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Wan Jian, who was fighting against the swarm of Bone Shadow Bee, stumbled and almost became a sacrifice.
They're about to kill you, and you're going to buy things from them?
That's incredibly disrespectful!
Sure enough, Le Ying's expression changed, becoming even colder, and she glared at Yang Zhen, shouting, "You're courting death!"
A deafening roar resounded, and the Bone Shadow Bee in mid-air suddenly formed a storm, rushing towards Yang Zhen.
Judging from this, if Yang Zhen gets even a scratch, not even his bones will be left.
Yang Zhen shook his head in disappointment. Since they wouldn't sell, he would have no choice but to rob them. He couldn't just stand by and wait to die, could he?
Brutality!
A cry that pierced the heavens and earth resounded, and a terrifying wave of fire suddenly erupted behind Yang Zhen. With its giant wings spread across the sky, a huge bird made of flames appeared in mid-air.
"What's this?"
Everyone was startled when they saw this enormous bird.