Chapter 41  : Chapter 041: Such a Man

Not the Nine-storied Demon Tower?

Yang Zhen was taken aback, revealing a refined and elegant smile on his face and softly said to the lady in the yellow dress, “I haven’t asked for the fair maiden’s name yet!”

The lady in yellow froze at his words, blushed and looked at Yang Zhen with interest, and said, “You have a funny way of speaking. I… my name is Wang Shu Yan. I am a disciple of the Huyang Sect. These people are also friends who share the same views. What we were talking about isn’t a secret. It’s not the Nine-storied Demon Tower, it’s the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower in Flame City.”

“The Nine Realms Exquisite Tower?” Yang Zhen hadn’t heard of this name, but he had heard of Flame City. He was, indeed, on his way to Flame City, to see what was so special about the much-admired Changyue Tower.

“Sir, you haven’t heard of the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower?” Wang Shu Yan looked at Yang Zhen a bit surprisingly. The other people seemed strange too. Then, their faces flashed a subtle unease.

People who hadn’t heard about the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower were mostly those who had no chance to do so. These were mostly members of less significant sects or young disciples who hadn’t seen much of the world.

Even a rogue practitioner, if well-traveled, wouldn’t be ignorant of the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower.

Among the ten people, a tall and handsome young man, though still miles less impressive than Yang Zhen, but more charming than most men, chuckled. After successfully hiding the contempt in his eyes, he said with a hearty laugh: “Are you maybe secluded in the mountains by your sect for too long and thus ignorant about the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower? After all, the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower is a newly discovered sacred land by Changyue Tower… oh, perhaps you haven’t heard about Changyue Tower either?”

The young man seemed pretty powerful, perhaps at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment or even higher. His jovial and carefree demeanor would hardly fail to win others’ affection.

Though his words subtly hinted at Yang Zhen’s ignorance, Wang Shu Yan didn’t say anything. She only frowned and gave him an apologetic smile.

Yang Zhen, however, chose to ignore this sanctimonious young man and replied to Wang Shu Yan with a regretful expression, “Indeed, I have lived in deep mountains and was never aware of the outside world. I always thought it was nothing special. The legends about the immortals seemed absurd to me But now, having met Miss Shu Yan, I suddenly realize that these immortals are real, and I truly know almost nothing.”

Wang Shu Yan looked blankly at Yang Zhen, wondering why he brought up the topic of fairies. Only those cultivators who have achieved immortality and transformed into celestial beings could be called fairy queens or fairy kings Surely, such powerful entities would not appear in the Nether State.

Upon seeing her companions’ astonished expressions, Wang Shu Yan seemed to realize something. She blushed from her face to her neck, lowered her head, flustered, and said, “Sir, what are you talking about… how could I be a fairy?” ’ Yang Zhen glanced at the angry young man and laughed inwardly. He was trying to win people’s hearts without even knowing the basics. How dare he challenge Yang Zhen for the team’s control? He would need a thousand more years of cultivation!

“What is the …Nine Realms Exquisite Tower exactly?”

Wang Shu Yan took some time to calm her agitated heart, then gave Yang Zhen a resentful glance and said, “The Nine Realms Exquisite Tower is incredibly magical. Each floor is a world in itself. If one cultivates in a world that corresponds with their True Essence property, they can gain twice the results with half the effort. It can even cause a mutation in the internal True Essence, resulting in new True Essence attributes, making it purer and stronger.” “Is there really such a miraculous place?” Yang Zhen was astonished. This feature was like tailor-made just for him. It offered a chance to change the internal True Essence property and obtain new abilities. Considering his outstanding talent, he might obtain precious elemental roots that hadn’t appeared for ten thousand years.

As Wang Shu Yan saw Yang Zhen’s astonished expression, she chuckled and cast him a quick glance, “Sir, you seem interested in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower. We are on our way to Flame City, why don’t…”

Wang Shu Yan stole glances at Yang Zhen, her face flushed, and her eyes filled with hope.

The young man behind her fiercely said, “Miss Shu Yan, we don’t even know this man’s name and where he is from. How can we recklessly invite him to join US?”

Besides a few men and women, most of the people nodded in agreement. Wang Shu Yan was at a loss and looked embarrassed. She glared at the young man and said, “Lu Gongzi, we aren’t familiar with each other. Please, don’t call me Miss Shu Yan.”

Lu Gongzi was at a loss, looking at Yang Zhen resentfully. He didn’t understand why Yang Zhen was allowed to address her by her name, but he could not.

Yang Zhen burst out laughing, and then sighed with regret, “Being able to travel with Fairy sister would have been the blessing of my hundreds of years of cultivation. However, I was born an omen of bad luck. I always bring disaster to the people around me, and thus… I still do not have a close friend. Never mind, it’s better for me to continue my wanderings.”

Yang Zhen, who was trying to slip away to Flame City while bluffing his way through conversation, never expected that his words would touch Wang Shuiyan’s overflowing sympathy. Looking at Yang Zhen pitifully, she said with a determined expression,

“What misfortune? How could we practitioners easily believe these baseless rumors? If you don’t disdain our little strength, we can be… be your intimate friends.”

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, and quickly waved his hands, saying, “No, no, no, I don’t want to bring any disaster to you, fairy sister. I, a practitioner, can act against heaven’s will alone. What can a bringer of misfortune do to me? I want the heavens to no longer hide my face, I want the earth… oh my, I can’t make stuff up anymore. Fairy sister, we’ll meet again if fate allows!” While talking nonsense, Yang Zhen rushed towards the distance, swift as lightning. Suddenly, he got an ominous feeling that some danger was getting closer and closer.

Damn it, who asked him to spout about misfortune and be a harbinger of gloom?

This feeling was strange, quite similar to the restlessness animals experience before an earthquake. Yang Zhen was feeling irritated.

A group of people stared dumbfounded at Yang Zhen’s retreating figure. Wang Shuiyan cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled, “I haven’t asked your name yet!”

Yang Zhen waved his hand and replied, “My name is Yang Zhen, Well meet again.”

“Yang Zhen!” Wang Shuiyan muttered to herself, her eyes bright, “Nice name.” Lord Lu was confused. What was good about this name? Yang Zhen, False Yang… Wait, Yang Zhen?

The moment he made this connection, Lord Lu suddenly shrieked. His somewhat handsome face instantly turned pale.

The others were startled by his sudden screech, asking in surprise, “Why are you so shocked, Lord Lu?”

“Yang… Yang… Yang Bapi!”

“What did you say about a sheep?”

“Lord Lu said Yang Bapi, who’s Yang Bapi?”

Wang Shuiyan covered her mouth tightly with both hands, looking astonished at the increasingly distant figure of Yang Zhen, “He’s the one who booted Zhang Zongjin away in front of the Enlightenment Stele… he’s so handsome!”

The others:”…”

What handsome, this guy was terrifying, okay? He would rob and strip people in an instant, demanding their martial skills and cultivation methods. Even Zhang Zongjin, a genius disciple of the Dolin Sect, one of the Big Five Sects, couldn’t escape from him. Not only was he kicked away from the Enlightenment Stele by this guy, but he was also punched half-dead. Worst of all, Zhang Zongjin was driven mad by Yang Zhen!

How did Yang Zhen’s vindictiveness and shameless deceit become “handsome” in Wang Shuiyan’s eyes? The minds of women are truly a mystery.

“No, such a man is upright, how could he be a harbinger of misfortune?” Wang Shuiyan mumbled to herself, looking foolishly at Yang Zhen.

Just at that moment, a thunderous roar echoed through the air, “Yang Zhen, you little bastard, stop right there!”

People’s hearts trembled with fear. They looked up in horror to see an old man flying on a sword, like a raging lightning dragon, coming from a distance, charging towards Yang Zhen.

“This… this is the elder of the Dolin Sect, Ma Dexing!”

Wang Shuiyan and the others exclaimed in horror..