Puppet: Who Was Plotting in the Shadows?
However, when Yang Jian sat down, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He had just discovered that his strength seemed to have increased slightly, which was clearly Taiyi from before; obviously, he had encountered another fortuitous event.
However, Yang Jian had no time to consider the reasons at this moment. After all, this was not the place to talk, and Yang Jian also believed that this matter would soon spread throughout Dark Yellow City.
"Excellent, this haul has been truly enormous!"
After a long while, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Then Yang Jian's figure blurred, and he shot directly into the distance.
"Huh? What's going on? There's nobody here?"
Soon, Yang Jian arrived at the valley he had just left, but it was now deserted, without a single person in sight. Even the corpses of Han Xiangzi and the others had vanished without a trace.
"Um?"
Upon sensing the situation, Yang Jian's face immediately showed a look of confusion, clearly indicating that something had happened here.
However, Yang Jian did not linger there and immediately flew out of the valley. Soon, Yang Jian appeared outside the valley.
"Huh? There's a restriction here!?"
Soon, Yang Jian 'Yang Jian gaze fell upon a restriction, which he had discovered earlier. At this moment, outside the restriction, Han Xiangzi's figure was hovering above it, his eyes fixed on a boulder in front of him.
Seeing this, Yang Jian frowned slightly, then his gaze swept over the boulder in front of him. He saw several strange patterns carved on the boulder, which looked very mysterious and were obviously a very strange formation.
"Huh? Someone's here!?"
Suddenly, just as Yang Jian was looking around, a voice entered Yang Jian ears. Upon hearing the voice, Yang Jian was slightly startled, and then quickly turned his head to look at the void beside him.
Suddenly, a young man appeared beside Yang Jian, looking at him with a face full of surprise and doubt.
"Young man, were you looking for me just now?" Yang Jian asked directly after seeing the other person's appearance.
"Yes, young man, I happened to be passing by when I heard your screams, so I came to investigate out of curiosity. I found that you had disappeared, so I came in to look for you. I didn't expect you to still be alive. However, this formation is a very sophisticated one. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have been able to break it. How did you break this formation, young man?"
Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, the man's face immediately lit up with a look of surprise, and he spoke up.
Seeing this, Yang Jian smiled and immediately took out a jade token and handed it to the man, saying, "Here, take this jade token. I'll reward you after you help me break this formation."
Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, the man was also full of surprise. He quickly put away the jade token and looked around.
The restrictions here are extremely tight, with no passages whatsoever, so the man had absolutely no way to get through.
"Young man, here are a few pills that I specially refined for healing. Take one first; it will help you recover!"
As he spoke, the man handed Yang Jian a bottle of pills.
Hearing this, Yang Jian nodded, then took the pill, swallowed it, and began to regulate his breathing by circulating his Cultivation Method.
"What? You're saying there's a puppet here?"
Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, Han Xiangzi couldn't help but speak up, his face immediately showing an extremely excited expression.
He had clearly anticipated that Yang Jian possessed treasures, but he never expected that Yang Jian had so many treasures.
At that moment, Yang Jian drew a black longsword directly from his hand.
Upon seeing what Yang Jian took out, Han Xiangzi's pupils contracted repeatedly.
He had already guessed that what Yang Jian possessed was definitely extraordinary; otherwise, Yang Jian would never have dared to reveal it so easily.
Are you sure this is a Spirit Artifact?
Han Xiangzi asked in disbelief. Although he believed that Yang Jian's weapon was definitely extraordinary, he still thought it was more likely to be Spirit Artifact, hence his question.
"Indeed, this is Spirit Artifact. Not only that, it also has a defensive effect. I obtained it from some ruins. This thing should weigh around a hundred pounds, but it's nothing to me now. You can try and see if you can break through it!"
After speaking, Yang Jian placed the sword in his hand on the table in front of him, his eyes fixed on Han Xiangzi, clearly anticipating his answer.
"Good!"
Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, a resolute expression flashed across Han Xiangzi's face. He reached out and grabbed the sword on the table, then poured a wisp of divine soul power into it.
Suddenly, a faint blue light emanated from the originally black sword blade, and a sword mark spread directly from the blade, instantly reaching the wrist.
"What a sharp sword!"
Upon seeing this, Han Xiangzi couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. He then quickly released his grip and stared intently at the sword mark.
"What a sharp sword!? It's definitely a good one!"
At this moment, the old man couldn't help but speak up.
Then his gaze swept over the blade of the longsword once more, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes.
However, the greedy look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep disappointment in his eyes. He had realized that the blade of the longsword Yang Jian had drawn was filled with violent lightning power, making it no ordinary Spirit Artifact.
"Hehe, it seems you already know the answer. I wonder if I'm right?" Yang Jian said with a smile upon seeing this.
Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, both Han Xiangzi and the old man showed a hint of embarrassment.
"That's right, this is indeed a Spirit Artifact. However, our strength is too weak to refine Spirit Artifact. So we can only store Spirit Artifact away for now and deal with it when we have the chance," the old man said directly.
"Hehe, in that case, thank you very much. I have urgent business to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!" After hearing the old man's words, Yang Jian nodded lightly and then turned and walked towards the door.
"Hey, young man, my name is Han Xiangzi. I'd like to invite you for a drink. What do you say?" Han Xiangzi couldn't help but speak up after seeing Yang Jian preparing to leave.