Chapter 1106: Chapter 1133: Isn't Thick-skinned Anymore? (Three More) Chapter 1106: Chapter 1133: Isn't Thick-skinned Anymore? (Three More) “Kerchoo!”
Yang Zhen rubbed his nose and pulled a quilt out from his storage ring to cover himself.
Although at Yang Zhen's level, he no longer feared intense cold, he always felt that something was missing in the dead of winter without a thick quilt — a sort of ritual.
After covering himself with the quilt, he indeed felt much more comfortable and even stopped sneezing.
Curious, Yang Zhen looked at Nine Dragons and asked, “Can you tell me now, traveling all this way just to have me meet some crummy old man?”
Nine Dragons pondered for a moment and said, “No, she is extremely beautiful!”
Yang Zhen shivered, wrapped the quilt tighter around himself, and moved a bit farther from Nine Dragons, giving him a strange look.
An ugly old man being extremely beautiful — that was a downright chilling picture to imagine.
Seeing the cheeky look on Nine Dragons' face, Yang Zhen seriously questioned if Nine Dragons had some issues with his preferences.
“You rascal, what's with that expression?” Nine Dragons glared and asked.
Yang Zhen hurriedly said, “No, no, no, to each their own, right? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it's nothing to fuss about, really…”
Nine Dragons, looking puzzled, glanced at Yang Zhen and mused, “I called you here to meet that senior for advice about your level of cultivation and also to take you to subdue a sword spirit!”
“What sort of spirit?” Yang Zhen's eyes widened.
Typical — he knew Nine Dragons was up to no good. Asking Sao Saint here to tame a sword spirit even Nine Dragons couldn't handle — was that taming, or seeking death?
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, “Don't even think about it. Don't think for a second I'd mess with any danger; Sao Saint's principle has always been that being alive is better than anything!”
“You won't even ask?” Nine Dragons asked in surprise.
“I do have self-awareness, my biggest strength. A sword spirit that even you guys can't tame — do you think I would have any chance?”
“Well… maybe a tiny bit!” Nine Dragons said uncertainly.
Yang Zhen glared and said, “See, look at that, you're saying there's only a tiny bit of a chance. How tiny exactly is that bit?”
“Probably, less than twenty percent, maybe ten percent!” Nine Dragons mischievously smiled, stunning Yang Zhen.
God, less than twenty percent, ten percent at most — Yang Zhen felt there was an eighty percent chance he was going to die.
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Nine Dragons Great Saint burst into laughter and said, “You don't need to be so modest. The feats you've pulled off recently aren't minor! Someone who dares to offend Sealing Li Saint — what's a mere sword spirit compared to that?”
“If it's nothing significant, then why don't you handle it yourselves?” Yang Zhen asked the critical question.
Nine Dragons sighed and said, “Do you think we haven't tried?”
“Then why not?” Yang Zhen was genuinely curious now; was there some sort of catch?
Looking at the sky, Nine Dragons began, “The world is vast, and all things have spirits. It's just that these spirits tend to be quite obstinate.”
Yang Zhen nodded; he could agree with that. In other words, other than humans, all other 'spirits' are single-minded.
Seeing Yang Zhen nod, Nine Dragons explained, “All things have spirits, and sword spirits are even purer. In their minds, there is only the Sword Dao.”
Yang Zhen exclaimed, “Is that the only reason? I can't believe none of your old friends, none with high skills in Sword Dao could do it!”
Nine Dragons nodded, smiling, “That's not it. Even Sword Fanatic came back empty-handed, so I believe it's not about the level of one's Sword Dao proficiency, but who can gain the sword spirit's approval.”
“Then who can gain the sword spirit's approval?” Yang Zhen was startled and pointed to his nose, “Me?”
“How is this even possible?”
Although Sao Saint had numerous sword techniques and was a master swordsman, he wasn't versed in the Sword Dao.
Sword Dao was alright, but was that thing even useful?
Yang Zhen looked at Nine Dragons skeptically.
Nine Dragons smiled and said, “That's why I asked you to give it a try.”
“No way!” Yang Zhen grimaced and said, “So many seniors are watching. What if I fail? How embarrassing would that be?”
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Nine Dragons laughed so hard that he almost fell off the dragon-like creature, pointing at Yang Zhen, “You, you embarrassed kid?”
Yang Zhen glared, “Isn't thick-skinned also skin?”
Nine Dragons was stunned, then nodding greatly, he said, “That does make some sense!”
Ah, that's more like it!
Yang Zhen patted the dragon-like creature and said, “Big bro, we can head back now!”
The dragon-like creature turned back and mooed at Yang Zhen, sounding as ugly as a cow can be, yet it sped up even more.
“No, you… why are you speeding up?” Yang Zhen looked confused.
Nine Dragons Great Saint couldn't stop laughing!
“You don't have to be so scared. The Sword Spirit discovered by Heaven Mountain Holy Land isn't something you can just take away easily.”
Hearing Nine Dragons Great Saint's words, Yang Zhen froze, staring at Nine Dragons, “What do you mean?”
Nine Dragons pondered for a moment and said, “Kid, I once owed the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord a favor. Consider this as helping me out. This time, subduing the Sword Spirit is just having you on the sidelines. Young people like you have endless potential and can easily gain the Sword Spirit's approval.”
“On the sidelines?”
Yang Zhen oh joyfully, intrigued, said, “So you're saying this isn't my main stage, but I'm the guy on the side chanting 'awesome'?”
Nine Dragons nodded and said, “Though I don't know what you're talking about… but yes, that should be it. You'll be on the sidelines, and the matter of subduing the Sword Spirit naturally belongs to the genius of Heaven Mountain Holy Land. In actuality, compared to your mere more-than-ten-percent chance of success, that Fu Yao girl from Heaven Mountain Holy Land has a much higher chance.”
Yang Zhen's face darkened, and he walked up to Nine Dragons Great Saint, pointing to his own nose he asked solemnly, “Old man, do you think Sao Saint is the kind of person who just chants 'awesome' from the side? That's not very honorable of you!”
Nine Dragons laughed and said, “You can rest assured about this. By inviting you here, it counts as two favors. Both I and Heaven Mountain Holy Land will make it worthwhile for you, I can assure you of that.”
Yang Zhen was pleased, patted Nine Dragons Great Saint on the shoulder, and said, “Look at you, who are we if not for each other? Your favor is my favor, helping you return a favor, what more reward do I need.”
Nine Dragons Great Saint was about to speak when Yang Zhen shushed him, saying, “Listen, isn't the sound of the wind so refreshing and refined?”
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Nine Dragons Great Saint was taken aback, chuckled, and said no more.
Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, Sao Saint is just being courteous with you, don't take advantage now, are we the type to do a losing business?
Originally thinking he would have to fight desperately with the Sword Spirit, now it was just about returning a favor to Nine Dragons Great Saint, hanging around, and chipping in with 'awesome' when needed.
Yang Zhen felt utterly at ease. With the assurance from Nine Dragons and getting whatever he needed, also being able to watch a show from the prodigies of Heaven Mountain Holy Land, life was indeed comfortable.
“Kerchoo!”
Yang Zhen rubbed his nose and wrapped himself more snugly in a quilt.
Life calls for a bit of ceremony!
Chapter end
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