Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1252

Chapter 1252: Chapter 1277: Younger Sister's Name is Han Caihua! Chapter 1252: Chapter 1277: Younger Sister's Name is Han Caihua! The Barbaric Ancient Land was filled with a wild aura, as if it were a world of its own. Before even entering, one could feel an oppressive atmosphere emanating in waves.

Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er followed Gan Bu and Que Ling to the edge of the Barbaric Ancient Land, behaving as obediently as junior siblings following their senior brother and sister to see the world.

Rarely alone with Han Yan'er, Yang Zhen was happy that everything was being arranged for him.

When they reached the vicinity of the Barbaric Ancient Land, Gan Bu and others had already arranged a temporary place to stay.

Yang Zhen looked around the palace with curiosity and immediately gained a new sense of the heritage of the Great Desolation forces.

“Damn, it's really grand. It's just a Barbaric Ancient Land, and these guys have set up so many palaces, each more flashy than the last. I really despise such ostentation.”

After Gan Bu and the others left, Yang Zhen muttered to himself, but the palace was comfortable, as if it came with its own fresh air system.

With interest, Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen and asked, “Are you sure you don't want to show off the Ice Palace to them?”

Yang Zhen glared and said, “That's not possible, would Sao Saint be that kind of person? Even when I'm away from home, Sao Saint is the most low-key.”

As he spoke, Yang Zhen sipped some aromatic tea and, pointing to the luxurious palace construction, said, “Look, isn't this palace fragrant?”

Han Yan'er, now immune to Yang Zhen's odd remarks, glanced at him enjoying himself and whispered softly, “Truly fragrant!”

That comment almost made Yang Zhen spew the precious tea in his mouth.

Just then, the door sounded, and a young disciple walked in and said to both Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er, “Young Master Yang, Miss Han, Senior Brother Gan Bu asked me to inform you guys that we are going to familiarize ourselves with the surroundings. Would you like to come along?”

“Let's go, let's go, we're definitely going.”

Yang Zhen jumped up from his seat and said, “I can see that your sect is quite famous in the Great Desolation. I haven't experienced it yet. Everyone seems to give way to you guys; I like this feeling.”

The young disciple smiled proudly and nodded, saying, “It's just a bit of face given by fellow daoists. Young Master Yang best not take this feeling too seriously.”

Yang Zhen waved his hand, pretending not to hear, and carried the teapot with him as he left.

The young disciple's mouth twitched a couple of times but said nothing, instead taking extra glances at Han Yan'er.

In front of others, Han Yan'er always maintained a cold, somewhat naive demeanor; at the moment she even held Sun Shadow in her arms, making it hard to tell if she was obsessed with the path or with swords.

The two followed the young disciple out of the room and immediately met up with Gan Bu and the others.

Que Ling had changed into a green long dress, appearing like a proud peacock, her aura even more ethereal, and even Yang Zhen couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

Feeling the temperature beside him drop, Yang Zhen rubbed his shoulders and muttered, “Damn, how can the weather in this Barbaric Ancient Land change so abruptly?”

Gan Bu smiled without saying a word, but Que Ling gave Han Yan'er a meaningful look, walked up to Yang Zhen, and said, “We haven't updated Young Master Yang about our sect along the way; that was our oversight.”

By then, Yang Zhen had learned from others that Gan Bu and his companions hailed from Qianyang Palace, recently famed as even surpassing Heavenly Fate Valley and Shengyuan Ancient Sect.

Hearing Que Ling's words, Yang Zhen grinned and said, “No, no, we're not acquainted anyway. My mother said, 'One should not harbor malice but must guard against others.' I won't blame you, and my sister won't either.”

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, many disciples from Qianyang Palace showed smiles, with little sign of mockery.

However, Gan Bu and Que Ling were again taken aback by Yang Zhen's words.

Yang Zhen saw the glances from everyone; this mysterious and ambiguous feeling was most puzzling. At that moment, in everyone's eyes, Yang Zhen appeared both an easy-to-deceive country bumpkin and a skilled expert with significant heritage–a person not to be slighted but also not overly prioritized.

The group left the palace led by Qianyang Palace disciples who had arrived earlier and approached the Barbaric Ancient Land.

Throughout the journey, Yang Zhen observed the surrounding environment, committing various geographical features to memory.

Unfortunately, the circumstances did not allow Yang Zhen to release his spiritual awareness power to cover the entire entrance of the Barbaric Ancient Land and analyze the terrain, which was indeed a pity.

While Que Ling was intermittently explaining to Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er the things to be mindful of in the Barbaric Ancient Land, a weird and sarcastic voice came from the side.

“Oh, oh, oh, I was wondering who could be using the Thousand Moon Palace of the Qianyang Palace, and here it turns out to be Junior Sister Que Ling herself. Truly, as your Senior Brother, I am surprised!”

This voice sounded ostentatious and without looking, one could tell it belonged to a frivolous person.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone from the Qianyang Palace present turned rather unsightly.

Gan Bu even furrowed his brow and snorted coldly, leading the group to turn and look towards the source of the voice.

Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er exchanged a glance, also curious about this frivolous voice.

It's 9012 already, how can there still be such a nutrient-poor opening?

Clearly, whoever owned the voice was not afraid of the Qianyang Palace, showing a sense of impunity and having quite an overly familiar tone with the Qianyang Palace.

This manner of mocking and jeering, although somewhat cliched and no longer used on Planet Blue, proved to be a good method if one aimed to start by drawing enmity.

Perhaps the person was masterly foolish?

Filled with curiosity, Yang Zhen took a look and almost bulged his eyes out.

“Damn it, I overestimated these idiots!”

Yang Zhen stared, agape, at a carriage that was nearly ostentatious like those of nouveaux riches, pulled by a Saint Realm beast. Although it didn't look as impressive as a dragon or phoenix, it still made everyone feel a surge of pressure.

“A wild beast!” Gan Bu squinted his eyes.

Que Ling raised her eyebrows.

Yang Zhen's eyes were rounded wide, curiously observing the carriage made of pure gold, his face full of envy.

Although gold was of little use in the world of cultivation, if it could be taken back to Planet Blue, how much money would it fetch?

The inexperienced Yang Zhen pondered how he could get his hands on the carriage.

What about ice palaces and non-ice palaces? Even if an ice palace were a Spirit Treasure palace refined by an Emperor Realm Expert, could it compare with this nouveau riche-like golden carriage?

This was downright a device for showing off. When pulled by the Qiongqi Heavenly Void, it would be unbearably dazzling.

Sao Saint indeed liked such crass yet irresistibly ostentatious items that made people curse, “Rich and awe-inspiring!”

Aboard the carriage sat a young master dressed in a brocade cap and mink, lying there quite comfortably.

“Eh?”

Suddenly, the young master saw Han Yan'er, and his eyes immediately sparkled. With a burst of laughter, he jumped down and hurried over to Han Yan'er, asking, “This lady is as naturally beautiful as the fresh spring meets the white snow. Upon seeing you, I feel as though I have encountered a celestial maiden from heaven. May I inquire your name, miss?”

Gan Bu and Que Ling simultaneously set their gazes on Yang Zhen, their faces filled with concern.

Aside from concern, there was also a mixture of amusement, curiosity, and a shared opposition!

Looking at the frivolous nouveau riche, Yang Zhen pulled Han Yan'er behind him, cocked his head proudly, and said, “My younger sister's name is Han Caihua!”

“What… what?” The nouveau riche young master stumbled in shock, nearly falling to the ground.

Chapter end

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