Chapter 248: Chapter 255: The Master’s Favorite! (Second update)
Translator: 549690339
Hum! Hum!
Low-pitched and rhythmic hums resonated from Yang Zhen, akin to the rhythm of a beating heart. As the sound descended, waves of bizarre, terrifying energy surged out from him in all directions.
The visible fluctuations of power were like a translucent halo, glittering with a hint of golden light, centered around Yang Zhen, it radiated and expanded outward. For a moment, everyone could feel this near ferocious power.
Those who touched this power were stunned, their expressions turned into horror as they gazed at Yang Zhen.
“What…what kind of power is this?”
“There’s no essence of True Essence; it’s just a pure power fluctuation, yet it can exude such an imposing manner!”
“This is the condensation of the air compression from power eruption. To what extent is the physical power of Yang Zhen terrifying?”
In the midst of people’s stunned expressions, a disrespectful cat gazed at the power fluctuations on Yang Zhen’s body with gleaming eyes. They were like golden ripples, formed from the characters of talent script, continuously flowing on him.
The disrespectful cat sometimes looked just as bewildered as everyone else, but at times, it murmured to itself with a wrinkled brow: “Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, why does this name feel so familiar to me? Strange, what kind of body forging method has this brat cultivated?”
At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up. The energy wave fluctuations on his body vanished without a trace. After giving everyone a look, he leisurely dressed himself, looked up and saw no more Heavenly Might Waterfall falling down, instantly feeling somewhat disappointed. He said to the disrespectful cat:
“Damn, this Sao Saint wasn’t done playing, but it’s not coming out anymore. Okay, I’ll go in and look for the little lass first. After you come in, be sure to catchup with this Sao Saint’s pace, don’t let this Sao Saint look down on you…”
As he spoke, Yang Zhen jumped and disappeared in the highest destiny before everyone and the disrespectful cat could react.
Furious at his words, the disrespectful cat pointed towards where Yang Zhen disappeared and cursed: “Damn, boy, get your ass backhere for this cat, looking down on people…cats, huh? When this cat was challenging such things, you were still a tiny…damn, he just up and left, not a shred of respect! Wait till this cat also swallows twenty Heavenly Might Waterfalls, see if I don’t laugh at you!”
Hearing the disrespectful cat cursing and swearing, people looked bewildered.
What on earth was happening in this world? It was bad enough that there was a monster like Yang Zhen, but a cat was able to act so arrogantly too?
Looking at the disrespectful cat, still swearing away, everyone felt dumbfounded. It was as if there was an understanding that people were like their pets.
The disrespectful cat and Yang Zhen, both infallibly disrespectful.
Young Master Fen sneered and walked over to the disrespectful cat. He gave the cat a disdainful glance and was about to step into the highest destiny when he suddenly heard the disrespectful cat shout: “Who’s there?”
The sudden words startled Young Master Fen, who turned towards the disrespectful cat, only to see the cat looking at him with alarm. Quick as a flash, he turned again.
Just then, a cry of surprise rang out. The naughty figure of the disrespectful cat shot past from beside Young Master Fen.
Not good!
The color on Young Master Fen’s face changed as he saw Huang Mao behind him looking dumbfounded at him. Realizing he had been duped, his face turned livid. He hurriedly twisted his head just to see the disrespectful cat darting into the highest destiny with a triumphant swagger.
“Haha, you can’t get in, can you? Does it piss you off? Are you surprised? Are you shocked?” The disrespectful cat capered around, even making a face at Young Master Fen, which made everyone’s eyes twitch.
Too disrespectful! This disrespectful cat is even more disrespectful than Yang Zhen!
Young Master Fen looked at the disrespectful cat with a stunned expression, then laughed coldly, saying: “Just what are you that you would dare to enter the highest destiny? Since when can a cat endure Heavenly Might?”
Hearing Young Master Fen’s mockery and ridicule, the disrespectful cat didn’t get angry, but instead muttered to itself: “This must be what that brat Yang Zhen meant by ‘sour grapes’, huh? Damn it, that kid always has these sharp phrases, so precise, hey, little guy, are grapes sour or not?”
“Grapes?” Young Master Fen chuckled and retorted, “Of course they’re sour. What, a cat wants to eat grapes now?”
The disrespectful cat gave a weird laugh, licked the Heavenly Might’s power with its tongue, tasted it, and said frowning, “Just as the kid said, it bites the tongue!”
Boom!
A terrifying Heavenly Might Waterfall coalesced in midair, causing everyone to let out a gasp. Shocked, they cried out, “A black Heavenly Might Waterfall… This… how is this possible?”
Everyone glanced up and, sure enough, they saw the Heavenly Might Waterfall that had gathered in midair was identical to the one they had seen when Yang Zhen was performing his powers.
“Impossible, it’s just a cat, yet it can summon a black Heavenly Might Waterfall!”
“What is the backstory of this damn cat?”
All of them were taken aback by the black Heavenly Might Waterfall in mid-air. Amidst the bustle of voices, they all froze, their faces a picture of astonishment as they watched the damn cat, its head thrown back, its mouth wide open and its tongue extended, rush towards the Heavenly Might Waterfall in excitement. Was it… was it going to eat it?
Hongluan Spiritual Girl and Xiu’er exchanged glances, before saying in unison, “Like master, like pet!”
Boom!
A monstrous wave of energy surged downward, carrying with it smacking sounds of chewing!
Leaping headfirst into it, Yang Zhen felt as if he was plunging into water. After a short moment of mental fog, when he came to his senses, he found himself inside the Spirit Road.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was ready to defend himself. He looked around for Lin Tianli, but seeing no signs of him, he scratched his head in confusion.
“This kid seems to have quite the endurance, not staying behind to fight me, the Sao Saint?”
Not finding Lin Tianli, Yang Zhen began to examine his surroundings.
Before him lay a golden path that stretched out with no fork in the road. Even the flowers and trees lining the path had a golden glow to them.
“Could this be… the Golden Spirit Road that the little loli Xiu’er mentioned?”
Astonished, Yang Zhen gazed at the golden path. Stepping onto it, golden dust rose up around him like dandelions taking flight, swirling around him.
Feeling a wisp of strength sink into his skin, Yang Zhen’s expression changed.
This golden inscription could actually transform into the purest form of energy and slip inside his body. In this place, even without any intentional cultivation, one’s power would rapidly escalate.
Yang Zhen, open-mouthed with astonishment, cursed softly, “No wonder there are so many young talents with cultivation way off the charts. Just a walk round here, and even without doing anything, I, the Sao Saint, will be able to pull through to the Divine Travel Stage.”
Little did Yang Zhen know that, while many people were aware of this Golden Spirit Road, the only one to have succeeded in following it was him!
Boom!
The power within Yang Zhen suddenly erupted, a surge of wild energy writhing madly in the air, repelling the approaching golden inscriptions.
Knowing that this place was suitable for cultivation, Yang Zhen was in no hurry to move further. However, he didn’t let his realm rise uncontrollably. Instead, he suppressed it as before, solely focusing on refining his internal energy to purity.
Within half an hour, Yang Zhen completed the power conversion. Although he was still at the Void Cultivation Stage, the power within him now could most definitely rival that at the Divine Travel Stage, and was purer and greater than the power of most at the Divine Travel Stage. His Dantian was not an ordinary Dantian.
This time, his Nascent Soul got quite a meal and seemed to have fattened a bit.
Just as Yang Zhen got up, stretching his arms and legs, a series of growls and roars rang out from not far off. These sounds, fraught with brutish rage, were actually louder than the cat’s voice!