Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Great Fortune and Prosperity
Translator: 549690339
No one expected that Yang Zhen would use such an elusive technique. Whenever he moved through the midair, there were always multiple silhouettes of his present that left everyone dazzled and oblivious, looking at each other in confusion.
The elder was furious, glaring at Yang Zhen with his True Essence Cannon in hand. His body suddenly burst into terrifying fluctuations of True Essence. With his tremendous strength, the True Essence Cannon locked onto Yang Zhen at a high speed. But every time he thought he had Yang Zhen in his sights, Yang Zhen had already appeared elsewhere.
“Nascent Soul Stage Expert of the Sixth Layer!”
Among the surrounding people, someone shouted out in surprise and looked at Yang Zhen in absolute awe.
“Where exactly did this anomaly come from who dares to publicly defy a Nascent Soul Stage Expert of the Sixth Layer?’1
“A Golden Core Stage practitioner can use such a graceful movement under the scrutiny of a Nascent Soul Stage Expert of the Sixth Layer. It’s truly beyond comprehension.”
“Although I do not know why this youngster is forming these two patterns, there is a vague feeling of anger in my heart. Could it be that these patterns have some kind of implication?”
“Coincidentally, I have that feeling too. This youngster is simply…he’s shameless. Look, the Nascent Soul Stage Expert of the Sixth Layer is so flustered that his beard is trembling.”
Whizz!
A cloud of white suddenly burst from under Yang Zhen’s feet, and he shot up into the sky like a cannonball.
The elder twitched in response to this sudden movement and with a roar, raised his True Essence Cannon above his head.
Whizz!
Yang Zhen’s figure rushed towards the bottom left.
Clang!
The elder yanked the entire True Essence cannon downward, holding it while his face turned an ugly shade of blue.
“Hahaha, old fool, you’re so strong. Take this!”
Yang Zhen stopped for a moment, standing in between the two patterns. The horrific True Essence Cannon began to condense a luminous energy.
“This is bad, protect the Young Master!” With a roar, the elder forcefully pushed his hands forward, and a horrifying ball of True Essence began to gather before him. It exuded a frantic aura, forming a seemingly insurmountable barrier.
Boom!
Yang Zhen fired his cannon, shaking the entire Black Dove vessel to its core.
Debris and splinters flew everywhere.
The entire mid-air was thrown into chaos as a powerful gust swept across the vessel. For a moment, no one could clearly see what had happened to the Black
Dove.
Everyone gasped, looking on in shock and confusion towards the terrifying gust. Although they could not see clearly, they saw Yang Zhen rushing towards the Black Dove.
At the same time, Yang Zhen’s voice filled with delight and excitement rang out: “Eh, there is such a large piece of Jade Ganoderma Lucidum here. Wow, there’s also Colorful Cloud Dew. Oh, hey, don’t fight over it, I found this piece of Thunder Fragrance Wood first. It’s impressive, the Black Dove, hiding so many treasures. Tell the truth, how many innocent practitioners have you robbed?”
The Young Master and the Nascent Soul Stage Elder of the Sixth Layer finally managed to stabilize themselves after the impact of the True Essence Cannon. Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, they looked at each other in confusion, watching as Yang Zhen darted around among the fragments of the gust, dropping something, then quickly picking it up, then throwing out a bottle of something, before collecting it back.
What left them speechless was that Yang Zhen was actually blowing a gust of True Essence wind towards a huge, broken porcelain jar, scattering a visible rainbow cloud towards the surroundings.
-What… what the hell is this bastard doing? Has he gone mad?” The Young Master was utterly confused as he looked towards the elder.
The elder pondered for a moment and then his face turned pale: “It’s not good. Everyone be careful. He is setting a trap for us!
On the periphery of the Black Dove, there were several practitioners and flying ships, even several Nascent Soul Stage Experts gathered there. They were all watching in shock as the Black Dove was almost completely destroyed by Yang Zhen.
Upon hearing the voice of Yang Zhen, everyone trembled. Even some of the most powerful experts present changed their facial expressions and asked in terror, “Did the young man just say, Jade Ganoderma Lucidum?
“That’s right, I heard it, it’s definitely Jade Ganoderma Lucidum, and there s also Colorful Cloud Dew on the Black Pigeon. Are there these rare treasures here?”
“Hmph, this boy is absurd. Does he think that by creating some chaos and then making such declarations, we would fall for it? If he really had Colorful Cloud Dew, he would probably have hidden it quietly. Why would he announce it so loudly… Wait… This smell… It’s Colorful Cloud Dew!”
Boom!
The words of this middle-aged Nascent Soul Stage Expert with the five-fold strength were suddenly cut off, his face changed drastically, and a terrifying light broke out under his feet. With his long sword trailing a long tail, he charged towards the Black Pigeon.
“Dammit, this man is truly despicable, deceiving us and rushing to seize these rare resources.”
“This… this… seven colors like a setting sun, this refreshing fragrance, it’s really exactly like the legendary Colorful Cloud Dew.”
As everyone’s faces changed dramatically, Yang Zhen’s voice came again, “Brothers, charge! There are so many treasures bursting out, anyone who sees it, it’s theirs! Take a chance, bicycle becomes a motorcycle. This Black Pigeon has committed countless evils commonly, who knows how many innocent practitioners they’ve robbed, maybe they even abuse women, they truly deserve divine punishment! Hold on, brother, this Water Spirit Root is mine!”
Boom!
All the practitioners around moved, whether they were blindly following the crowd or had ulterior motives, even those smart enough to understand that Yang Zhen was using them to get his way, they all exchanged glances with their companions and then charged into the crowd.
At this point, who cares about the truth? Beating someone when they’re down, no one minds.
“Shameless, shameless wretches, Elder Mo, kill all these people, don’t leave a single one alive!”
The Young Master’s face was alternating between pale and flushed, he was in utter rage, his eyes completely bloodshot. He twisted off the head of a practitioner at the Golden Core Stage who rushed up and threw it aside, then turned and walked towards the cabin of the Black Pigeon.
Within the crowd, Yang Zhen sneaked closer to the Black Pigeon behind a large wooden plank, he rushed into the Black Pigeon and followed far behind the Young Master.
inside the cabin of the Black Pigeon, the Young Master stumbled in, his body overflowing with blood and energy, roaring from his throat like a beast, his eyes bright red and ferocious. After hesitating slightly, he charged into a cabin door.
Yang Zhen’s eyes lit up, he placed the True Essence cannon he had in his hand on the ground and engraved a Qi Inscription on the barrel of the cannon, then quietly walked into the cabin.
After entering the cabin door, Yang Zhen’s face changed suddenly, a violent and gloomy oppressive force rushed towards him, almost making him stumble. When he looked up, his expression changed.
The cabin was filled with scarlet mist, although this mist didn’t have any dangerous aura, it gave off a cold oppressive feeling similar to the Nine Netherworld nether. It made people’s hair stand on end and their Spirit Soul trembled.
The Young Master was sitting next to a blood pool, looking at Yang Zhen with a playful expression, clapping his hands, his face was calm and relaxed. “Splendid. Splendid indeed! This trick of killing with a borrowed knife is wonderfully insidious. I admire you!”
Yang Zhen curled up his lips and said, “Your trick to entice the tiger to leave the mountain isn’t bad either. Even I was fooled.”
“Entice the tiger to leave the mountain?” The Young Master raised an eyebrow, smiling, “I didn’t expect you to be a man of literary talent. I like that phrase!” “What are these?” Yang Zhen asked, looking at the blood pool behind the Young Master.
The water in the blood pool was boiling, bubbling up with blood, and those scarlet mists were probably from the boiling blood.
“These?” The Young Master looked at Yang Zhen, smiled, and said, “These are the good stuff you’ve been talking about. Actually, if you hadn’t gone too far, we could have been friends. I like that phrase you used, ‘entice the tiger to leave the mountain’.”
Yang Zhen nodded and smiled, “Time is up, there’s another phrase you might like.”
“Oh?” The Young Master paused, asked with interest, “What phrase?” “Winner, winner, chicken dinner!” Yang Zhen finished speaking and suddenly fell to the ground.
The Young Master’s face changed and he rushed toward Yang Zhen.
Boom!
A terrifying pillar of True Essence light smashed the cabin door and came straight at him, hitting him square in the face..
