Chapter 1118: Chapter 1145: The Saint Lord Bursts into Laughter! (Four Updates) Chapter 1118: Chapter 1145: The Saint Lord Bursts into Laughter! (Four Updates) “`
Yang Zhen had no idea that every single move he made was being watched by everyone in the Heaven Mountain Holy Land.
The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord and Nine Dragons looked at Yang Zhen approaching, their faces as strange as could be, especially Nine Dragons, who seemed to want to scold Yang Zhen but couldn't help but grin. If it hadn't been for the inappropriate occasion, that old mess might have actually laughed out loud.
Seeing this, how could Yang Zhen not know what was going on? He must have caused some trouble again, but it wasn't to an unforgivable extent. His smile became even brighter as he waved his hand towards Nine Dragons and said, “My man, you're back!”
After that, Yang Zhen looked around and whispered, “How come the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord didn't come with you? Could it be that this old man is really so pretentious?”
Although Yang Zhen's voice was very low, wasn't everyone present a true great saint?
All of a sudden, Elder Yan staggered and nearly fell onto Nine Dragons, while Fu Yao's master actually spat out water with a pfft.
The other onlookers glared, just about to reprimand Yang Zhen, when Yang Zhen suddenly yelped and said to the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, “Hello, Miss. I didn't expect to find such an ethereal lady in this godforsaken place. My name is Yang Zhen, and you can call me Little Zhen Zhen or Little Yang Yang–I don't mind.”
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the elders, who had prepared scolding remarks, swallowed them back, their anger on their faces turning fiercer. Just as they reorganized their thoughts to berate Yang Zhen, the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord looked at Yang Zhen with a smile that was not quite a smile and asked, “How exactly am I ethereal?”
What… What's going on with the Holy Lord?
The outrageously bold Yang Zhen, to actually disregard the dignity of the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord and directly call her… Miss?
What kind of blasphemous title was that?
In terms of age, the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord could be Yang Zhen's grandmother; it was just preposterous, utterly preposterous!
Elder Yan was the first to get angry, just about to speak when he realized he couldn't speak at all, whining incessantly, turning to the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord with a dumbfounded expression.
Why… Why didn't the Holy Lord let me rebuke this disrespectful scoundrel, Yang Zhen?
Could it be… the Holy Lady actually liked being called Miss?
Miss?
Elder Yan shivered all over; what on earth was this!
Most people present were dumbfounded, staring at Yang Zhen with their mouths agape, faces full of absurdity.
Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng exchanged looks, particularly Li Qingfeng, who was seriously doubting his life choices.
Yang Zhen, this scoundrel… to dare speak to the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord like this?
And what Li Qingfeng found most unbelievable was that the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord didn't slap Yang Zhen to death, nor did she get angry.
Didn't get angry?
Facing such a loose-lipped Yang Zhen, the Holy Lord actually didn't get angry?
Nine Dragons kept coughing on the side, coughing while trying to suppress his laughter, almost coughing out his lungs.
Yang Zhen gave Nine Dragons a curious look and clicked his tongue in wonder; so great saints can get irritated too?
This coughing, if he doesn't drink some cough syrup soon, he'll definitely end up with pneumonia!
Seeing the glance of the 'Miss' next to Nine Dragons, Yang Zhen grinned and said,” I wonder if you've heard of 'sinking fish, falling geese' or 'hiding the moon, shaming the flowers', these two adjectives.”
“Sinking fish, falling geese, hiding the moon, shaming the flowers? Adjectives?” The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord brightened up and smiled, “Those are two nice phrases, associating them with plants surely makes the creator of these words truly talented!”
Yang Zhen was stunned and immediately felt that the 'Miss' in front of him was not ordinary, understanding the meaning of these two phrases without even an explanation?
This charade simply couldn't be gracefully maintained!
“Kid, do you realize that if Nine Dragons weren't here, you'd be dead already?”
Yang Zhen jumped in surprise, looked around, and said, “That can't be right, even if my fellow weren't here, I wouldn't die. Surely the Heaven Mountain Holy Land wouldn't be so lacking in magnanimity? By the way, Miss, how may I address you? Are you the granddaughter of the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord?”
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“I am the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord!” The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord said with a smile as she looked at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen was stunned, everyone's hearts almost leapt out of their chests, wondering how this bastard was going to handle this!
“Ahahaha, the weather is really nice today!” Yang Zhen's face was filled with melancholy as he gazed upwards at a 45-degree angle, then suddenly his eyes brightened, and he cast his gaze onto Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao in the crowd.
“Ahahaha, Senior Brother Du Kang, Senior Brother Ma Hui Cao, why are you two sitting on the ground? With miles of clear skies and pouring rain, under such a night scene, why don't we meet up behind the hill to watch the snowscape?”
Hearing Yang Zhen's jumbled words, the corners of everyone's eyes began to twitch uncontrollably.
Even the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord showed a look of astonishment on her face, staring blankly as Yang Zhen just strolled past her, as light and natural as a wind passing through clouds.
Nine Dragons laughed uproariously, unable to straighten his back, the mighty saint completely disregarding his demeanor.
Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao nearly jumped up to shut Yang Zhen's mouth.
For fuck's sake, was it easy for the two of us to be playing invisible? The Holy Lord had finally shown a tiny bit of interest in you, couldn't you just talk nicely and make her happy?
This messed-up talk, what the hell are you even saying?
Watching you about to get beaten up, not even Nine Dragons can stop it, you're really asking for it, so who asked you to bother us?
This time, Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao truly couldn't hold back any longer, tears cascading down their faces. If there were to be another chance, whoever cares can take it, the higher you're lifted, the harder you fall, whoever cares about the pain.
For fuck's sake, how many lives of karma did we accrue to think of provoking Yang Zhen, that bastard?
Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao exchanged a glance, scrambling and rolling toward the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, and with a thud, knelt beside her, wailing, “Please punish us, Holy Lord!”
Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, amen and tofu, a dead dao friend is not a poor dao, my dear brothers, I'm so sorry.
And you, Nine Dragons, didn't you say the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord was a bad-tempered old geezer?
When did he abdicate?
And you couldn't even give me a heads up!
Now I've lost face, the dignified Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, would she fancy terms like 'sinking fish and falling geese, shy flowers shamed by the moon'?
And I called her “Miss”!
Yang Zhen stealthily glanced at the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord looking towards Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao, and slowly began to walk away, planning to leave this place.
“Stop right there!”
The voice of the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord was steady, but to Yang Zhen, it sounded like a clap of thunder, causing him to immediately stand at attention on the spot, his face breaking into a smile as he slowly turned around.
“We will talk about this matter later,” the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord glanced at Du Kang and Ma Hui Cao, then said to Yang Zhen, “Little guy, how confident are you in subduing the sword spirit?”
“One hundred percent confidence!” Yang Zhen hurriedly replied, “It's not just one sword spirit, even if it were ten, I'd capture them all for you, Holy Lord… I mean, for you, Holy Lord, I'll catch them!”
Pffft!
The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Everyone around them turned to stone.
The Holy Lord actually laughed?
And she laughed out loud?
This unprecedented event, who has ever seen it?
Chapter end
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