The Thousand-Spirit Saintess looked doubtfully at Elder Qian, slowly opening her mouth to ask, âElder Qian?â
Elder Qian took a deep breath, turned to the Thousand-Spirit Saintess and said, âAfter the journey to the Mobei Abyss ends, I will personally protect your path. You⦠should enter the Ancient Spirit Road!â
Upon hearing this, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess shuddered, looking at Elder Qian incredulously and asking, âWhy the rush?â
Elder Qian chuckled bitterly and said, âThe heavenly cycle has altered. Whatâs coming⦠might be a great calamity!â
âA great calamity?â A gleam flashed across Thousand-Spirit Saintessâs jet-black eyes. She muttered to herself, turned to Yang Zhen, nodded, and said, âI will prepare!â
Elder Qian sighed softly and likewise turned his gaze to Yang Zhen, speaking with a peculiar tone, âThe cycle of time is ninety-nine, one hidden. Throughout the ages, no one knows where this one lies. This is the change of the heavenly cycle. What will this world become now that the variables have appeared?â
The others didnât hear what Elder Qian had said. They simply looked at Han Yanâer in shock, their faces full of disbelief.
Without experiencing the baptism of Heavenly Tribulation, without assimilating the origin of heaven and earth, after merely a sword stroke that destroyed the tribulation cloud, she landed and⦠oh, glanced at Yang Zhen before advancing to the Tribulation Crossing Period.
Damn it, when did crossing heavenly tribulation become so easy?
A group of people looked at Yang Zhen eagerly, as if having Yang Zhen by their side during their tribulation crossing meant they wouldnât have to suffer any pain. Just a glance at Yang Zhen would ensure their unscathed entry into the Tribulation Crossing Period.
Yang Zhen felt chills all over from these peopleâs weird glances. He glared and said, âDamn it, what are you all looking at this Sao Saint for? This Sao Saintâs time is precious. Anyone who wants to cross tribulation later will have to make an appointment first. A hundred⦠no, five hundred thousand crystal stones per time, plus the Heavenly Tribulation Origin. Cash only for this little business. And also, this Sao Saint doesnât guarantee your successful tribulation crossing!â
A bunch of practitioners with eager eyes twitched at the corners of their mouths.
âTypical disdainful Yang, only he could turn something like this into a business.â
âDamn it, perhaps none of us here are richer than this bastard Yang Zhen, but he is still after money. He even asks for five hundred thousand off the bat. Why donât you just rob us?â
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen was somewhat displeased. He stared at the practitioner and said, âThis Sao Saint disagrees with what you said. What do you mean asking for five hundred thousand directly? Donât this Sao Saint need to prepare when helping you cross tribulation? Isnât there a risk involved? What if it fails and this Sao Saint ends up gravely injured?â
Hearing this, everyone simply kept their mouths shut.
Just now, who knows how many people envied the astounding injury recovery ability that this bastard Yang Zhen just displayed. With such terrifying ability, what does a little injury mean?
Plainly speaking, this bastard is just greedy for money. Who would be foolish enough to take this bait with such an outrageous asking price!
âHere is five hundred thousand crystal stones!â
A sweet, clear, and ethereal voice rang out, causing everyone to stiffen. They turned to look at the Thousand-Spirit Saintess in a daze.
Under everyoneâs scrutiny, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess slowly walked up to Yang Zhen, handed over a delicate storage ring, and laughed, âYou can check it. After this journey to the Mobei Abyss, or even during the journey, I may need to cross tribulation. I hope Young Master Yang will protect my path then!â
Upon hearing this, everyone was petrified. They stared blankly at the Thousand-Spirit Saintess.
Not to mention Elder Qian who gaped open-mouthed in bewilderment. Clearly, he never expected that the successor of the Ancient Spirit Race, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, would seek the protection of an outsider!
Moreover, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess readily handed out five hundred thousand crystal stones. This gave everyone a suffocating feeling, a painful sensation known as poverty.
Look, see that? Thatâs the Saintess of the Ancient Spirit Race, carrying around five hundred thousand crystal stones.
Comparing oneself to others could cause serious resentment!
However, nobody dared show their resentment. Are you kidding? Better to be angry at that bastard Yang, you canât possibly be angry at the Saintess of the Ancient Spirit Race. Forget the fact that the Thousand-Spirit Saintessâs demeanor is ethereal as ink, even the enormous backing of the Ancient Spirit Race behind her has few Mahayana Phase achievers residing on it. No one would dare show any resentment towards the Thousand-Spirit Saintess.
Seeing Yang Zhen joyfully accepting the storage ring, Elder Qian smiled wryly, about to speak, when Yang Zhen suddenly returned the five hundred thousand crystal stones to the Thousand-Spirit Saintess.
Everyone watched in stupefaction. Some even cursed aloud, âDamn, didnât expect this Yang scoundrel to have some manners after all. How could he possibly accept the Thousand-Spirit Saintessâs crystal stones. If only I could protect the path for the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, forget about not accepting crystal stones, I would even be willing to live ten years less.â
âIâve made up my mind. In order to protect the Thousand-Spirit Saintessâs path, Iâm going to retreat for ten years!â
âWhatâs your cultivation phase, brother?â
âDivine Travel Stage, why?â
âWellâ¦then you should go into seclusion for a hundred years.â
âBloody hell, are you looking down on me?â
A crowd was indignant, blaming Yang Zhen, but fortunately, Yang Zhen gave the crystal stone back to the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, which did not trigger their fury.
The expression on the Thousand-Spirit Saintess froze, and she asked Yang Zhen, âDonât you ⦠want to take my crystal stone?â
Hearing the words of the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, everyone in the place glared at Yang Zhen, they appeared relieved that he had some decency.
Yang Zhen turned a blind eye to the crowdâs gaze, shook his head and said, âItâs not that I donât want to take itâ itâs just not enough!â
Not ⦠not enough?
Hearing Yang Zhenâs words, the crowd there swore loudly, âYou think five hundred thousand is too less?â
Even the Thousand-Spirit Saintess was stunned, asking, âWhy?â
Elder Qian came imposingly to Yang Zhen with a gloomy face, âYoung Master Yang, itâs not good to be unfaithful to your words, right?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yang Zhen curled his lip, saying, âThe Sao Saint always stands by his wordsâone spit, one nailâonce spoken, not even a horse can pull back my True Essence word. How could I be unfaithful?â
âThen why do you think that these five hundred thousand from the Saintess are too less?â Elder Qian looked like he doubted this heavily.
Yang Zhen, not the least bit cowed, glanced at the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, stared at Elder Qian and said, âElder, do you take this Sao Saint to be a three-year-old? The Miss from this ink painting is undergoing a special Heavenly Tribulation, and itâs definitely not her first or second time. I donât even know if I can withstand it. Donât you think this dangerous task is worth more than five hundred thousand?â
Hearing that Yang Zhen actually called Elder Qian a fellow villager, everyone almost bit their tongue.
When they heard Yang Zhen call the Thousand-Spirit Saintess a Miss who came out of an ink painting, they were altogether petrified.
Elder Qian was also stupefied, unintentionally asking, âThen what price do you think is appropriate?â
Yang Zhen calculated on his fingers, âFor this deal, no less than one million crystal stones! Otherwise, this Sao Saint wonât accept!â
âWhy donât you just rob us!â Elder Qian was so angry that his beard was fuming, glaring at Yang Zhen, his urges to slap Yang Zhen surging.
Everyone was shocked looking at Yang Zhen. Who would have thought that in front of a fearsome power at the Mahayana Phase, Yang Zhen would dare to name such a high price? And most importantly, Yang Zhen made Elder Qian so angry that his beard stood on end.
Kind Old Man Elder Qian, the kind old man Elder Qian who always beams at people, was actually made so angry by Yang Zhen that his beard stood on end without him even slapping Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen muttered, âYou think this Sao Saint doesnât want to? Itâs only because I canât beat you, fellow villager!â
âYouâ¦â Elder Qian was left speechless, his face full of disbelief and frustration.
The Thousand-Spirit Saintess concealed her smile, turned around and looked at Elder Qian, her gaze calm, but she couldnât suppress a smile on her face.
Elder Qian was taken aback, tremblingly took out a storage ring out from his bosom, and angrily placed it in the hand of the Thousand-Spirit Saintess.
âI will pay you back!â the Thousand-Spirit Saintess said, struggling to suppress her laughter.
âWho let you pay it off!â Elder Qian glared at Yang Zhen and said, âKid, if the Saintess loses even a single hair the next time she crosses the tribulation, I must sample your Great Missing Sword!â
Yang Zhen patted his chest confidently, stretching his neck and said, âFellow villager, you can rest assured, this Sao Saint is like an old driver, steady as a dog in driving!â