Chapter 650: Chapter 657 – Clearly Up To No Good! (Fourth Update)
It’s done!
Everyone was stunned!
Yang Zhen patted Elder Qian’s shoulder, saying, “Elder, if one makes an error, they must face the punishment, right? Can you settle my wages now?”
Elder Qian’s face turned pale, and he forced out a bitter smile. If it was really the Ancient Spirit Clan that had released a high-ranking, or even an emperor-level demon from the Demonic Race, then this incident could indeed plunge the Ancient Spirit Clan into a precarious situation.
It was frightening, considering that rumors were often scarier than facts. If this matter came to be exploited by those with an ulterior motive, the whole Ancient Spirit Clan might even end up being cast aside by all the human sects.
In a sense, Yang Zhen had indeed saved the Ancient Spirit Clan. Asking for compensation at this point was totally reasonable.
Qian Lingsheng looked at Yang Zhen, his expression complex, and asked slowly, “What would you like?”
Yang Zhen smacked his lips and said, “I heard that your Ancient Spirit Clan’s Qian flower wine is pretty good. Why not let me try some?”
Qianhe was taken aback, then burst out laughing, saying, “How can that be difficult?”
As he spoke, Qianhe took out a jug of sealed Qian flower wine from his storage ring and offered it to Yang Zhen, saying, “This is the new formula of Qian flower wine that I personally developed. Why don’t you give it a try?”
Yang Zhen grinned and accepted the Qian flower wine. Then, he spread his hands to stop a cat from taking it, saying, “The Qian flower wine of the Ancient Spirit Clan has intrigued palates for centuries. How can it simply be drunk straight? I didn’t expect Elder to be a fellow drink enthusiast! We should get together and drink sometime.”
Qianhe paused, then asked with surprise, “As for drinking, I am happy to join you. What do you mean by ‘get together’?”
Before Yang Zhen could reply, the disrespectful cat yelled nearby, “Hey boy, we’d have time now. Why not enjoy a hearty drink?”
“Bug off. All you think about is eating! Don’t you care at all about the prodigal chick?” Yang Zhen retorted, glaring at him.
The disrespectful cat sneered dismissively and said, “How would I know what thoughts I have? That damned chick can’t hold its liquor. Why bother searching for it? As for being worried… That’s even less necessary. The damned thing might be somewhere enjoying itself right now.”
At that moment, a wave of True Essence fluctuation suddenly came from the horizon. Everyone looked up, startled, only to quickly change color.
A great number of practitioners were charging towards them. Leading the group were none other than those from Heavenly Spring Sacred Land and Heavenly Snow Holy Domain.
Following the two holy lands was a horde of practitioners, mostly from large sects or powerful rogue practitioners.
The people from the two holy lands weren’t moving fast. Clearly, even though they had sensed the commotion here, they didn’t want to waste too much of their True Essence.
In the Nine Dragon Que Flower land, without the Heaven and Earth Qi, the practitioner’s True Essence decreased with every use. Although there were spirit stones and other Heaven and Earth treasures that could help them recover, how could they keep up with the consumption of such high-level practitioners?
Yang Zhen looked up but didn’t see Duan Sihai or Li Cangxu. Clearly, the two weren’t with the others.
Heavenly Snow Saint Lord and Heavenly Spring Saint Lord both hesitated upon seeing Yang Zhen and his group then landed in front of them. The atmosphere turned somewhat tense and awkward.
After everyone saw the altar emitting True Essence fluctuations, they all gasped in surprise. Heavenly Snow Saint Lord came over to Yang Zhen and asked, “Young man Yang, what is this? Did you find anything strange in this place?”
Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, organizing his thoughts. Meanwhile, Qianhe chuckled and said, “The two Saint Lords have indeed sharp noses. You got here so fast. However, you had better restrain your disciples. This altar is a key part of the Nine Dragon Que Flower land. It might have suppressed a powerful being from the Demonic Race!”
“What?”
Everyone from the two holy lands were taken aback. Apparently, none of them had expected that this inconspicuous altar might have confined a powerful demon.
The Heavenly Spring Saint Lord clearly didn’t believe. He looked at Yang Zhen and said, “How can you be so sure that a powerful being from the Demonic Race is being suppressed in there?”
Yang Zhen curled his lip and expressed disinterest in talking to the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord.
“You …” The Heavenly Spring Saint Lord’s face hardened in anger. He was about to speak when Death Shadow emitted a sneering laugh and said, “On our way here, we encountered a member of the Demonic Race. Even though they had not fully manifested, they were already capable of speaking beast language.”
After hearing Death Shadow’s words, everyone present was taken aback once again.
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord pondered for a moment before saying, “So, there truly are remnants of the Demonic Race appearing in the Ancient Ruins. Whether we are suppressing a powerful being of the Demonic Race in this altar or not, we should momentarily set it aside. The emergence of the Demonic Race is obviously not something our few sects can control. We need to spread this news, informing all the sects in the world.”
The Heavenly Spring Saint Lord snorted coldly, saying, “Leave this matter to the people of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land.”
As he said this, the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord instructed his disciples who were standing by. Those disciples instantly broke away from the crowd and, their faces strange, took one last look at the massive altar before flying off into the distance.
Yang Zhen didn’t warn these individuals. It was easy to enter the Nine Dragon Que Flower land, but leaving, he suspected, wouldn’t be so simple.
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord appeared to want to spread news of the Demonic Race’s traces found in the Ancient Ruins. However, he was probably trying to attract more people. After all, the Ancient Ruins had already been fully activated, and if a “powerful being of the Demonic Race” was indeed sealed beneath the altar, there was likely a formidable inheritance within the ruins.
If there really were a powerful being from the Demonic Race beneath the altar, the inheritance that lay there was likely a saint-tier inheritance at the very least.
Even for an existence like the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land, a saint-tier inheritance was worth risking everything for, even their face.
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord and others knew well what the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord planned, but none of them expressed it. As they glanced at each other, all of them had a look of disdain for the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord.
Nonetheless, the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord seemingly valued benefits more than his reputation. Even as the entire crowd stared at him with strange and contemptuous looks, he managed to maintain an air of righteousness and justice.
At that moment, many more people arrived at the side of the altar, all powerful individuals Yang Zhen didn’t recognize. Among them were more than a dozen practitioners at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Mahayana phase, which caused Yang Zhen to marvel.
The more the world changed, the more powerful beings there were. Practitioners at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Mahayana phase who were once rare to find in the Northern Island were now practically everywhere.
The disciples of the Ancient Life Sect, where Gong Sanhe resided, also arrived. They stood behind Gong Sanhe, showing him deference and were looking with great curiosity at the humongously large altar in front of them.
The altar was constructed with a nameless material. The joints were so impeccably tight that it was nearly impossible to find a seam.
Everyone was astonished by this divine craftsmanship, staring in disbelief at what was before them.
After greeting the newcomers, Gong Sanhe came to Yang Zhen’s side and asked in a low voice, “Friend Yang, what should we do now?”
Hearing Gong Sanhe’s words and observing his attitude towards Yang Zhen, disciples of the Ancient Life Sect were collectively taken aback, and looked at Yang Zhen with surprise.
In the crowd of the Ancient Life Sect, an elder inquired in a deep voice, “Elder Gong, who is this young man?”
Gong Sanhe’s face changed, but before he spoke, the beardy man suddenly said, “Since entering the Ancient Ruins, many of our disciples in the Ancient Life Sect have obtained good inheritances, but even more have perished. It was due to our disciples’ efforts that we were able to come here. But, what about you?”
At this, the old man’s face completely darkened.
“In such a situation, isn’t it inappropriate to let an unknown youngster represent the Ancient Life Sect?”
Upon hearing these words, Yang Zhen was slightly taken aback and narrowed his eyes.
Damn, this old geezer was clearly stirring up trouble!