Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1165

Chapter 1165: Chapter 1191: No Sense of Copyright At All! (Part One) Chapter 1165: Chapter 1191: No Sense of Copyright At All! (Part One) Tu Mieyang refused to fight anymore, no matter how Zhou Tong heckled or cursed at him, he maintained a sage-like demeanor of observing his nose as he observed his heart, and was not angered in the least.

Zhou Tong looked at the leader of the Green Lotus Sect with a face that clearly showed he wanted more, while the leader smiled wryly and hurried towards Yang Zhen.

At such a time, who would dare to fight Zhou Tong, that madman? The Sky Termination Dragon Elephant Sword version 1.0 was terrifying, literally doubling in power. What did that even mean?

With Zhou Tong's current strength, plus the Sky Termination Dragon Elephant Sword version 1.0, he could easily pin down the Green Lotus Sect leader and beat him on the ground.

Only a fool would meet Zhou Tong's gaze at this time. No matter whom Zhou Tong looked at, everyone wisely turned their heads away, following the Green Lotus Sect leader to Yang Zhen.

Tu Mieyang moved the fastest; he changed his expression almost instantly, conjuring a huge smile, and although he wasn't there yet, his hearty laughter was already deafening.

“Truly, heroes emerge from youth. I was blind, really blind. I was wrong, grievously wrong… How exactly did young friend Yang alter the Sky Termination Dragon Elephant Sword, I…”

Yang Zhen seemed as if he hadn't heard Tu Mieyang, staring blankly as Zhou Tong charged toward him and mumbling to himself, “I didn't expect it to actually work; I thought the success rate was less than 10%.”

Hearing this, Tu Mieyang staggered and nearly tripped over the Green Lotus Sect leader behind him.

The face of the Green Lotus Sect leader was filled with shock as well, giving Yang Zhen a weird look and asking, “Young friend Yang… had no confidence?”

Yang Zhen grinned and said, “I did have some confidence, just a little though. As I said just now, less than a 10% chance…”

Zhou Tong stopped charging, looking at Yang Zhen with a horrified face, turning green.

The Green Lotus Sect leader inhaled deeply and stared at Yang Zhen, asking, “If… it had failed, what would have been the consequences?”

Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, his face growing serious as he said, “If it had failed, we would probably be preparing for Zhou Tong's funeral right now.”

Zhou Tong thumped onto the ground with a plomp, then immediately jumped up, pointing at Yang Zhen's nose and cursing, “You scoundrel, were you using me as your guinea pig?”

Yang Zhen looked innocent and said, “Didn't it succeed?”

Zhou Tong's face turned red with effort, unable to speak a word.

Yes, hadn't it succeeded?

But if it hadn't, Zhou Tong would be watching others prepare his funeral… Bah, how could he watch his own funeral preparation if he's dead?

Zhou Tong's face turned even greener, glaring at Yang Zhen, almost wishing he could devour him alive.

Yang Zhen patted Zhou Tong's shoulder, consoling him, “Come on, you're no spring chicken; you should have better resilience than this. Even the kindergarten kids in our village are braver than you are.”

“Your village's… kindergarten children…” Zhou Tong's eyes glazed over as he muttered, then suddenly he burst into a rage, “How can you even compare that? If I had died…”

“But you didn't die, did you?” Yang Zhen pursed his lips, turned around and spoke to Tu Mieyang, “Senior Tu, you don't need to worry too much. I'm a bit more experienced now. How about I make some minor adjustments to your Cultivation Methods and Martial Skills?”

Hearing this, even though there was only a 10% chance, everyone was tempted. Ten percent was actually not bad at all.

They might as well let others try it out during their cultivation.

A hopeful look appeared on Tu Mieyang's face as he asked Yang Zhen, “So… how confident are you now?”

“…Still 10%…” Yang Zhen answered truthfully.

The hope on Tu Mieyang's face turned into dismay.

Zhou Tong began to swagger, patting Tu Mieyang's shoulder and saying, “Old Tu, you have this one chance, maybe you'll be luckier and succeed. It's no fun being the one rubbed on the ground by me, right?”

A furious look appeared on Tu Mieyang's face as he glared at Zhou Tong and said, “I'd rather prepare your funeral. Don't worry, I will cry very sadly!”

“You old fart, looking for a beating again?”

“You think I'm afraid of you?”

Just as the two were about to start fighting, the head of the Green Lotus Sect swallowed the words he was about to say.

With a mere ten percent chance, he dared not let Yang Zhen try it easily. If it went wrong, someone would surely die.

After all, Cultivation Methods and Martial Skills aren't things that one could easily meddle with.

Seeing the despondent faces around him, Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, traditional views are deadly. In the Shangyuan Sect, practicing someone else's Cultivation Method could get you expelled, so why don't these people have any sense of copyright here?

If this were altered, how many brain cells would it cost?

No, we absolutely cannot start this, and besides, Yang Zhen already has enough Cultivation Methods and Martial Skills on him; he doesn't need any others.

Looking at a dejected Tu Mieyang, who had sworn he'd come to trouble Zhou Tong but ended up not finding trouble and instead got rubbed into the ground by Zhou Tong, Yang Zhen felt suffocated on his behalf.

Thinking this, Yang Zhen patted Tu Mieyang's shoulder and said, “Don't be disheartened. Life is full of disappointments, and we must brace ourselves…”

Tu Mieyang was stunned, his face finally brightening, looking gratefully at Yang Zhen.

“…only by bracing ourselves can we be well-prepared. You have to believe that even more disappointing things lie ahead.”

The smile on Tu Mieyang's face gradually stiffened, while Zhou Tong next to him burst out laughing, spraying Tu Mieyang's face with spittle.

Yang Zhen was taken aback, somewhat embarrassedly said, “Sorry, I just mixed it all up, it slipped out, I didn't mean it that way.”

Zhou Tong laughed heartily, also patting Tu Mieyang's shoulder, said, “Old Tu, brace yourself, and get ready for even more disappointing things.”

The leadership of the Six Gates was thus settled.

Although Dong Tianming was still somewhat unconvinced, Yang Zhen had already proven he was more than capable of being Zhou Tong's mentor. What more was there to doubt?

During this period, Zhou Tong was the most spirited person there. His current strength had even surpassed that of the head of the Green Lotus Sect, nearly cocking his head askew with pride.

Another reason Yang Zhen was unwilling to modify the Cultivation Methods and Martial Skills for the head of the Green Lotus Sect and others was his eagerness to head to the Grand Desolation Garden Emperor Road, so he could meet the young ladies and others.

Once the departure day was set, the Purple Star Saintess found Yang Zhen, and with a beaming smile, she bowed and said, “In the coming period, I trust in Young Master Yang's care.”

Yang Zhen's face bloomed like a flower as he waved his hand, “It's settled, we will have plenty of opportunities for in-depth exchanges, rest assured… rest assured!”

Dong Tianming huffed lightly, seemingly reluctant as he watched them talk and laugh, and said, “I hope, Junior Brother Yang, you'll be generous and not hold grudges.”

Yang Zhen glanced at Dong Tianming and said, “I'm not one to hold petty grudges.”

Sao Saint is someone who holds petty grudges!

Humph!

It seemed Dong Tianming didn't notice Yang Zhen's forced smile as he said solemnly, “Junior Brother Yang, you must be cautious with the people from the Third Palace–they look down on everyone. With all that you've done now, they will not easily acknowledge you.”

Yang Zhen exclaimed, “Interestingly, Sao Saint isn't someone who easily acknowledges others either. By the way, can we snatch the leadership from the Third Palace?”

The Purple Star Saintess gasped, looking incredulously at Yang Zhen and asked, “Young Master Yang, you want to snatch the leadership from the Third Palace?”

Yang Zhen grinned and said, “A scholar who does not wish to be a chef is not a good excavator operator!”

Chapter end

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