Chapter 489: Chapter 493: 499 Do You Really Want It? (Fourth Update)

The Italian cannon was truly terrifying, exciting everyone who saw it.

“Yang Dianfeng, how many of these Italian cannons do you have?” Ji Yourong suddenly asked.

Yang Zhen turned to look at Ji Yourong with a curious expression and said, “You want one? You should’ve just told me that you wanted one. How would I know if you didn’t mention anything? Even if I knew you wanted one, and I was willing to give it to you, I wouldn’t know whether you still wanted it after I give it to you.”

Ji Yourong was left dumbstruck. After she gathered herself, she glared at Yang Zhen and asked, “How much for one?”

“It’s not really worth anything. If you want one, I’ll give it to you. The real question is, do you really want one? You’re not making things easy by not answering my question.”

The crowd was left completely confused by Yang Zhen’s roundabout answer. A twitch formed at the corners of their mouths.

Even Ji Yourong, a woman known for her unemotional facade, was gritting her teeth. She stared at Yang Zhen and articulated each word, “I. Want. One!”

“Well then! You really do want one, but… there are too many people here. What should we do?” Yang Zhen widened his eyes.

Bloody hell. Regardless of the situation, when a woman says “I want it”, it really gets a man’s blood boiling.

Ji Yourong was grinding her teeth, glaring at Yang Zhen, “What the hell are you talking about? What does it matter that there are many people here? Are you giving me one or not?!”

Seeing Ji Yourong genuinely confused, Yang Zhen hastily threw her a True Essence Cannon. Yang Zhen really was afraid that Ji Yourong might hold some grudge against him, which could lead to her leaving. Then, who would he show off to?

Forget about showing off, the real issue was that if Ji Yourong left in a huff, he wouldn’t get the attention of the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain, and thus he wouldn’t get those wings he desired.

Seeing that Yang Zhen was actually going to give her a cannon, Ji Yourong quickly reached out to catch it, looking rather flustered. She gawked at Yang Zhen, “How should I use this Italian cannon?” she asked in haste after she came to her senses.

“Just control it with your mind,” Yang Zhen said without looking back.

“Mind?” Ji Yourong paused. “What do you mean by mind?”

“I mean consciousness!” Yang Zhen raised his arm and fired another cannon, clearing yet another path and sending the crowd into euphoric cheers.

“Senior Brother Yang Dianfeng, do you have any more of these Italian cannons? I would like to buy one with a Purple Crystal!”

“A Purple Crystal?” The surrounding people sneered, “Senior Brother Yang Dianfeng, you can’t possibly buy this divine weapon with just a single Purple Crystal. I’d offer 10!”

“50. I’ll buy one with 50 Purple Crystals.”

“Are you joking?” A man who appeared to be wealthy while fending off the onslaught of the Black Kui turned to Yang Zhen, “Senior Brother Yang Dianfeng, I am willing to offer a hundred Purple Crystals to purchase an Italian cannon. Damn it, this cannon is incredible! If I ever encounter someone I dislike, one shot from this will make him unrecognizable to his own mother!”

The crowd roared with laughter at the man’s crude words, as they all cast envious glances at Yang Zhen and this nouveau riche.

Yang Zhen laughed as well, then shook his head, “I don’t have any more. But I know the place where they’re made, perhaps I might go there again. We can exchange contact information afterwards, and I’ll be sure to reach out once I have more.”

“Great, great, I’m Fei JieHe. Do remember me, Senior Brother Yang Dianfeng!”

Tuberculosis?

Damn it, what kind of fancy name was that?

Just as Yang Zhen was about to respond, a loud rumbling sound echoed beside him. A thick and grand beam of light charged across, blasting all the incoming Black Kui into the sky.

Hissss—!

Everyone looked at Ji Yourong incredulously, never imagining that her True Essence was so terrifying—the power weapon she released was even more domineering than Yang Zhen’s.

Yang Zhen smirked, “This woman is fine in every way, but she’s such a stickler for rules. It’s just a black puppet, is there really a need to go all out like this?”

“Sure, the power of this weapon is enormous, but the amount of True Essence wasted is terrifying. I really don’t know how much True Essence this woman has in her body to be so extravagant.”

Just as everyone was marveling at the power of the weapon, a shocking cry suddenly came from the crowd, “Look, those people from the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain have stopped.”

“Oh no! Why did they stop?”

“What else could they be up to? They must have noticed the power of the weapon and want to stop and fight us for it.”

“This is too arrogant. They’re actually thinking about seizing it by force. Friend Yang Dianfeng, Miss Ji, don’t worry, both of you just blast with the power weapon in the front. If these Heavenly Snow Holy Domain people dare to make trouble, we will be the first to not allow it.”

“Right, these two power weapons relate to our life and death. We can’t just hand them over.”

Everyone was indignant, looking at the approaching people of the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain as if they were heightening the feud.

Ji Yourong gave Yang Zhen a glance full of deep meaning. Seeing his casual expression, she was taken aback, her lips curling into a faintly interested smile.

Yang Zhen let out a sigh of relief, finally, this woman has shown interest in me, the Sao Saint.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen glanced at the attractive clone of Yang Zhen who had become the focus of everyone. Clearly, wooing a woman was not something where the more famous you are, the easier it is for you to succeed. I, Yang Dianfeng, a nobody, still managed to catch the attention of Ji Yourong and the disciples of the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain, didn’t I?

Boom——!

With a casual blast from Yang Zhen, it went off track and blasted towards those disciples of the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain, scaring everyone into a flurry.

“Holy sh*t!” Yang Zhen was startled, quickly saying to those people, “Sorry, it was an accident. Friends, since it has come to this, I must criticize you all. This place is so large, why don’t you go anywhere else, but just run into my power weapon?”

The people from the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain were left speechless, their faces full of rage. One intense-looking disciple was just about to speak out angrily when he was stopped by a young man.

The young man calmly deflected a black puppet with a casual slash whenever one charged at him, decapitating each one. He gave Yang Zhen a look but didn’t pay him any attention, instead opening his mouth to speak to Ji Yourong, “Junior Sister Ji, where did you obtain this power weapon?”

Ji… Junior Sister?

Yang Zhen’s eyes widened, Ji Yourong was from the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain after all. This could explain why these arrogant guys had been swayed by the high-profile Yang Zhen with just one or two sentences.

The original reason wasn’t that they didn’t want to confront ‘Yang Zhen,’ but rather, out of respect for Ji Yourong. They chose not to reveal her identity.

Now that they’d seen the power weapon, these guys were clearly no longer helping Ji Yourong keep her identity a secret and started asking her about it instead.

Ji Yourong looked at the young man and sighed, “Senior Brother Lu, this power weapon was bought from… their village by Daoist friend Yang Dianfeng.”

“What?” Senior Brother Lu was stunned and looked suspiciously at Yang Zhen, then at the high-profile Yang Zhen, murmuring to himself, “What kind of village sells these power weapons? Could it be the secluded residence of a formidable powerhouse from the ascension period? Could there be a grand master weaponsmith there?”

At Senior Brother Lu’s murmurings, everyone burst out in exclamations.

Even Yang Zhen almost believed it himself.

I mean, if there really was such a village, can you imagine how legendary that would be?