Chapter 151  : Chapter 151  : This is Good (Fifth Additional

Release)

Seeing the expressions of Hua Youyue and Medicine Elder, Yang Zhen felt a sense of strangeness in his heart. Just as he was about to ask, a cacophony of wailing and howling came from outside.

“You better wait for me, you know who my brother is, right? Yes, it’s that Yang Zhen who knocked out two Void Cultivation Stage old geezers with one punch. The exceptional talent who doesn’t even care for the Great Sage’s path. What’s the big deal if I ate two bites of your noodles? If you damn harass me again… Ow, it hurts…”

“You’re done for, you all are done for, do you understand? Once my brother Yang Zhen arrives, he’ll knock you out with a single punch and won’t even take responsibility for burying you.”

Yang Zhen’s face darkened, just as a sneaky figure crawled in through a window. On spotting Yang Zhen, his eyes lit up immediately.

“Kid, you’re awake! Come on, let’s go smack down those bastards. I only ate a bite of his noodles, and yet he chased me down three streets. It’s outrageous!”

Yang Zhen glanced at the wily cat and, feeling intrigued, asked, “How can they chase you down three streets just because you ate a bite of their noodles? What else nasty did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything, absolutely nothing. My character is apparent for all heaven and earth to witness. How could I do anything vile?… Well, those noodles were too damn disgusting, so I spit them back into the pot.”

Yang Zhen slapped him instantly, “You ate the noodles straight from their pot?”

The cat dodged it swiftly and with widened eyes asked, “What’s so surprising about it? If not eating from the pot, should I eat from other people’s bowls that are stained with saliva? How filthy is that!”

Yang Zhen’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, and in his mind it felt as if he’d been trampled by ten thousand llamas.

The cat’s thought process was simply off the charts, leaving Yang Zhen feeling speechless.

Without any hint of impropriety, the cat cheerfully approached Yang Zhen and said, “You’re famous now, and people are looking for you everywhere to fight you!”

“That’s all because of your big mouth!” Yang Zhen swiftly kicked at him and added, “Moreover, I’m a low-profile person. I hate fights the most.”

Stunned, the cat seriously stated, “That’s true; we’re all civilized people. How can we randomly fight with others? So, I won’t go around talking about you…”

He abruptly stopped and clutching his mouth, muffledly continued, “Well, um, I have a bit of work to do. A new tea house opened next door, and I’m going for tea. Damn, let me go if you can. See if I run or not?”

Yang Zhen grabbed the cat and pinched his ear, staring at him threateningly, “If you go and blabber around again, I will throw you into a pot of noodle soup. Do you believe me?”

The cat shrank its neck and grumbled, “If I were to be boiled, I don’t mind. But noodle soup is too disgusting. Can you make a pot of full-nutrition soup instead and boil me?”

“Get out!” Yang Zhen shoved the cat out and pointed out the window, “Go as far as you can.”

“Oh!” The cat turned to leave.

Yang Zhen suddenly said, “Come back!”

“What?”

The cat, who had one leg out, turned back and looked at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen beckoned and said, “Come here!”

The cat looked suspiciously at Yang Zhen, “Just say whatever you have to from here.”

“Do you want to play a big one?”

The cat lit up with enthusiasm, pulled back its leg, and eagerly asked, “How big?”

After pondering for a moment, Yang Zhen confidently said, “Big enough to make your name known all over East Forest Island, making you more famous than me!”

The cat grinned and scooted closer to Yang Zhen, nodding its head eagerly. It said, “That’s good, that’s good. Can it really be bigger than you.”

“Naturally, do you still not trust me?”

The cat hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, “Trust, trust, trust. Tell me, how are we going to play it?”

Watching Yang Zhen and the cat grinning and teasing each other gave Hua Youyue and Medicine Elder a sense of foreboding.

Yang Zhen sighed, “It’s a long story, and we have to plan it out.”

For the next few days, Yang Zhen was busy gathering information with Thousand Face.

Hua Youyue and the cheeky cat were right, Yang Zhen was the talk of the entire East Forest Island, all the way to the Pill Conferment Conference.

Along with Yang Zhen, Elder Ma and the East Forest Pill Association also attracted attention, having reportedly invented a Life-Soul Elixir that could temporarily enhance one’s spiritual roots. Notably, the lower the root quality of a practitioner, the greater the improvement their roots would experience.

Although the effect lasted just the time it took for an incense stick to burn, this brief period was precious to many. It could potentially change their life.

Certain cultivation methods, martial skills, and mysterious principles that were previously misunderstood could be comprehended with just a slight enhancement of root quality.

This kind of enhancement was especially crucial for practitioners who already possessed strong spiritual roots.

If a practitioner at the Void Cultivation Stage experienced even a slight improvement in their roots, they might have an epiphany and succeed in comprehending the principles of the great predecessors, or even grasp their own principles.

Of course, this was just a possibility, but even if the chance was only one in ten thousand, it was enough to attract a large number of people.

Upon hearing this news, the cheeky cat displayed an air of unconcern and even some disdain.

“What’s the use of such a thing? Even if you comprehend it, it’s not your own. If you revert back, you might stray from the path due to your dull aptitude. In that regard, you’re much better off than them, kid.”

Yang Zhen was surprised, and said to the cheeky cat, “Oh, I didn’t expect such wisdom from a cat.”

The cheeky cat raised its head in self-satisfaction and said, “You just noticed? I have so much wisdom, you can’t catch up even if you rode on True Essence.” “Braggar!” Yang Zhen snorted.

The cheeky cat glared back at him, pointed and said, “Kid, don’t you believe me? You think I don’t know you’ve discovered a bit of a new power in secret? How could you kill a practitioner in the Void Cultivation Stage with a single punch based on your strength? Just because others are clueless doesn’t mean I am.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen’s face changed, and he grabbed the cheeky cat and looked it up and down, even lifting its tail to get a good look.

“Damn it, put me down, how unruly! How unruly!”

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, grabbed the cheeky cat’s ear, and asked, “It seems you know quite a bit huh? Spill it, what kind of power is it?”

Although Yang Zhen seemed unconcerned on the surface, inside he was experiencing a tumult.

The cheeky cat was absolutely right, Yang Zhen had indeed discerned a different kind of power.

This power was different from the True Essence power and unrelated to the Spirit Soul power or mental power.

Yang Zhen had never heard of such power, which dominated to the point of being speechless.

Moreover, Yang Zhen had observed this power in both the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower and the Shanggeng Mirror World— a nearly savage power.

Most importantly, both the woman in the coffin and the Dust Blood Great Sage could use this power!

The unique power these two people could use had disappeared. Yang Zhen had thought it was his secret unknown to anyone else. Who would have thought this crafty cat actually knew about it?

The cheeky cat looked distorted in Yang Zhen’s grip, and quickly said, “Let go!”

After Yang Zhen let go, he stared at the cat and demanded, “Speak!”

“Speak what?” the cat replied regretfully. “I have not said anything nor do I know anything. You should stop asking, you won’t get an answer. I wouldn’t want to disappear inexplicably like those people.”

Hearing this, waves of shock surged through Yang Zhen’s heart.

No wonder Hua Youyue once said that many mysteries of the Shanggeng era were yet to be solved. Yang Zhen was feeling more and more that the world was not as simple as he had thought.

At the very least, Yang Zhen had yet to find any clue or information about the winged giant. And the cheeky cat seemed to know some unknown secrets, it just didn’t want to reveal them.

Just as man and cat were glaring at each other, Medicine Elder abruptly came in and said gloomily, “Yang Zhen, come with me. Hurry!”

Yang Zhen jumped off the bed and asked, “What happened?”

Medicine Elder said solemnly, “Girl Youyue is in trouble!”

The cheeky cat yelled, “Damn it! Who’s got a death wish? You go check it out, kid. I have something else to do, I’m not coming with you.”

Yang Zhen grabbed the cheeky cat, nodded at Medicine Elder, and said, “Tell me on the way..”