Is a monk's nose even a nose?
That's not an ordinary nose, so it doesn't sneeze often, but it's a different story when it comes to allergies.
Since approaching the golden crown tree, Yang Zhen has sneezed three times in a row; he must be allergic to it.
Achoo!
The fourth sneeze arrived as expected. Yang Zhen's face flickered with doubt, while Han Yan'er beside him also looked puzzled. "Is there something strange about this big tree?"
"Something's strange, something's definitely strange!" Yang Zhen stared intently at the endless canopy of trees before him, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in and take a look!"
The Shameless Cat's eyes lit up, and it said, "Kid, this tree is something else!"
Nonsense, how could an ordinary tree grow that big?
Yang Zhen glanced at the Shameless Cat and said, "Is the Great Wilderness World all this bizarre and fantastical? It's so huge!"
After putting away the Great Deficiency Sword, the Shameless Cat climbed onto Yang Zhen's shoulder and pointed to the Abyss ahead, saying, "This Abyss isn't naturally formed; it's man-made."
What the heck?
Staring at the seemingly bottomless Abyss, Yang Zhen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Who was so bored as to create such a huge pit?"
The Shameless Cat's face lit up with excitement as it said, "Quick, let's go down! There's something good inside!"
Upon hearing that there was something good, Yang Zhen stopped sneezing and rushed down with Han Yan'er. He didn't care what it was; if it was good, there was no reason to let it go.
Along the way, the Shameless Cat explained to Yang Zhen, "Didn't you realize that this place is a 'heavenly abyss' formation, a 'dragon's mouth Wangyue ' configuration?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "What can you possibly glean from a single tree in such a large place? However, I can sense that the yin energy here is quite heavy."
The Shameless Cat chuckled and said, "It's not surprising you didn't realize it. This is a grand scheme of heaven and earth created by some kind of Evil Cultivator. Tsk tsk, I never expected that there would be such an evil existence in the Great You Dynasty."
"The existence of evil?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, and exchanged a glance with Han Yan'er, their faces full of interest.
The Cultivation World is rife with deceit and treachery; it's a chaotic world of life and death, a place where there's no distinction between good and evil.
Even the legendary Evil Cultivator in the cultivation Cultivation World are nothing more than using some shady methods to seek the power of heaven and earth, engaging in selfish and harmful activities.
The notion that good and evil are merely human constructs is outdated. Nowadays, almost no one uses the concept of good and evil to judge the merits of a person or a force.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; it doesn't matter whether you're right or wrong.
Seeing the expressions on Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er's faces, the Shameless Cat shook its head and said, "Kid, don't you believe me? Some evil beings are utterly devoid of conscience, and you might just meet one today."
Yang Zhen scoffed, saying, "How could someone be so utterly devoid of conscience as to use a human as a tripod?"
"Using a human as a tripod is a minor, and a shameful one at that. This tree... it has quite a history!"
The Shameless Cat kept everyone in suspense, but Yang Zhen didn't respond. This bastard was the worst at keeping secrets, saying whatever came to mind. Yang Zhen wasn't worried at all; after they left, the Shameless Cat still hadn't revealed a single useful piece of information.
Han Yan'er followed Yang Zhen with a curious expression, the Sun Shadow Sword in her hand emitting a soft glow. Suddenly, she spoke, "I... I'm a little cold."
As Yang Zhen pulled at his clothes, he said, "It's a bit cold. These Evil Dao always involve ghostly and supernatural things. Wouldn't it be better to have something warm?"
"What are you doing?" Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, her eyes full of confusion.
Yang Zhen was taken aback, then said, "I'm giving you clothes to wear."
Pfft!
Han Yan'er smiled, her jade-like face slightly flushed, and glared at Yang Zhen, saying, "With the invasion of Evil Qi and the chill brought by yin energy, will wearing an extra layer of clothing help?"
Seeing Han Yan'er's bright eyes and white teeth, Yang Zhen curled his lips and muttered to himself, "Girl, you're destined to be single forever."
Actually, Yang Zhen subconsciously used a method commonly used by young men on Earth. Han Yan'er chuckled, and he had already realized it.
Damn it, Han Yan'er is absolutely right. The cold brought by the invasion of Yin Qi is so intense that wearing an extra layer of clothing or even wrapping yourself up like a dumpling won't help. Cultivators are not afraid of the cold, but Yin Qi is different. This thing goes straight to the bone marrow and chills you to the bone.
This... experience can be deadly.
"What does it mean to be destined to be single?" Han Yan'er's gaze turned icy as she stared at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, giving him a chill down his spine.
Just as Yang Zhen was pondering how to escape, a bloodcurdling scream came from below. Yang Zhen's eyes widened instantly, and he roared, "When you see injustice, you must speak up! When it's time to act, act! Don't be afraid, young lady, I'm here to save you!"
Han Yan'er watched Yang Zhen rush down the mountain with a speechless expression. She glared at Yang Zhen's back before hurriedly following him down the mountain.
Lu Ziyue's face was pale, her Qi and Blood was churning, and her long sword was covered in blood, which dripped onto the tree trunk with a crisp sound.
Not far away, Senior Brother Ren, covered in blood and with a pained expression on his face, stared at the dozen or so floating phantoms in mid-air, snorted coldly, and severed his left arm with a sword.
" Senior Brother Ren... you are so..."
Lu Ziyue cried out in surprise and hurriedly drew her sword, rushing towards Senior Brother Ren.
"Don't come any closer!" Senior Brother Ren frowned, staring at the ethereal figure floating in mid-air. He stood up, took a deep breath, and said, "Who are you, you villain? Why don't you show yourself and fight?"
A sinister voice came from all directions, its words full of sarcasm.
"As expected of the Holy Son Ren Changsheng, he just throws away an arm like that?"
Upon hearing the voice, the look of surprise and uncertainty on Ren Changsheng's face gradually disappeared. He smiled and said, "I should have realized it was you long ago, but I didn't expect your cultivation level to improve so rapidly. I shouldn't have spared your life back then."
A hysterical laugh echoed, accompanied by swirling, ethereal figures that uttered mournful cries. The man's shrill voice proclaimed, " Ren Changsheng, I must thank you for the sword wound you inflicted on me back then. Otherwise, how could I have achieved such a powerful advancement? More than a decade has passed since we parted. I thought the Heavenly Moon Holy Land had been wiped out, but I never imagined you would have the chance to rise from the ashes. However... you should now be the most precious disciple of the Heavenly Moon Holy Land, the hope of the entire Holy Land. I wonder if Granny Heavenly Moon will come to me today, heartbroken, carrying the Heavenly Moon Sacred Sword, after you die here."
Ren Changsheng gave a silent, cold laugh, shook his head, and said, "Everyone says that Daoist Quan is capricious, but why is his brain not working properly now? Only a scoundrel like you would hide in this godforsaken place. Why would Grandma come here to kill you? I, Ren Changsheng, want to leave this place. Can you stop me?"
The Daoist Quan laughed heartily, and for a moment the golden leaves around him rustled, producing a series of clanging sounds.
"I forgot to tell you, this is my domain, Daoist Quan's domain. Don't even think about leaving here alive, not even if you, Ren Changsheng, were to come here, let alone Half-Step Great Saint."
Ren Changsheng's expression changed, and he was about to speak when a surprised voice came from behind, "Even Half-Step Great Saint can't get out? A few dishes and you're already this drunk? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue in the wind?"
"Who?"
The illusory figures hovering in mid-air all shuddered and turned to face Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen, accompanied by Han Yan'er, walked towards them with a strange expression, examining the ethereal figure floating in mid-air with amazement.
What the hell is that?
"Young master, don't come any closer!"
Lu Ziyue realized what was happening and cried out in alarm, but it was too late.
Yang Zhen has already entered.