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If you look at all the eunuchs on this blue planet, which one of them can keep a smile on their face every day? They’re pretty much all depressed, and why? It’s all because they feel incomplete.

That’s how Yang Zhen felt right now. Even his trousers felt chilly. The most important thing at the moment wasn’t to rid himself of some everlasting reputation, but to find a way to replenish his Spirit Soul.

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, the Trash Cat looked stunned and asked, “Kid, what’s with that expression? Having regrets? Why didn’t I see this kind of dejected expression on your face earlier?”

Yang Zhen was furious, he glared at the Trash Cat and said, “Damn it, you’re not the one feeling incomplete. How about I, Sao Saint, perform a small operation on you?”

The Trash Cat, startled by Yang Zhen’s gaze, felt his fur stand on end, “Holy shit, why does your gaze look so evil?”

Yang Zhen was laughing heartily which made the Trash Cat shudder. With a swoosh, it ran off, “I warn you, don’t mess with me, I’m incredibly powerful.

One slap and I can send you flying.”

The Ridiculous Chicken was gloating at the side, “Braggart!

Enraged, the Trash Cat aimed a kick at the Ridiculous Chicken, “What’s it to you, you ridiculous chicken!”

These two scuffled after a few words. Yang Zhen kicked at them, “Both of you, shut up for a moment! Trash Cat, you better tell me how can my soul be replenished?”

The Trash Cat pulled a face and said, “It’s not impossible to replenish it. If you can elevate yourself to the Great Saint level in three years, then you can replenish your Spirit Soul through Sacred Law!”

“Damn!” Yang Zhen widened his eyes and suddenly remembered something, “Why didn’t the Tri-Floral Saintess replenish her own Spirit Soul? Why’s she fussing about this Tri-Floral Return to Position thing? It’s such a hassle!” “What the hell do you know?” The Trash Cat put on an enigmatic expression, “While you can replenish your Spirit Soul through Sacred Law, it’s still not as good as the Tri-Floral Return to Position. When you reach the Great Saint Realm, everything revolves around karma. You, lad, have messed up the karma of the Tri-Floral Saintess. You’d better find a place to hide right away. If not, once the Tri-Floral Saintess has fully revived, she’ll settle scores with you

first.”

Yang Zhen waved his hand indifferently, “She’ll have to be revived first to have a chance at revenge. Let’s worry about the future later. Right now, I, Sao Saint, have so many issues. One more doesn’t matter. It’s going to take too long for me, Sao Saint, to get to the Great Saint realm in three years. Isn’t there a simpler and quicker way? Like eating something?

Trash Cat was dumbstruck. He stared at Yang Zhen for a good while before shaking his head with a sigh, “How did I get to know such a wishful-thinking guy like you? Eating something would be enough? Do you think your soul is fatty meat? By feasting on some high-quality food, you could replenish it?

“It won’t work?” Yang Zhen was taken aback, “Damn, that could be a problem.

No!” The Trash Cat shook his head vigorously, “Don’t ask any further. There really isn’t.”

“There is!” The Ridiculous Chicken, always stuck grooming its forever messy feathers, suddenly chirped in.

The Trash Cat’s face changed drastically. He quickly went over to the Ridiculous Chicken and covered its beak, telling Yang Zhen, “Don’t take the kid’s words seriously.”

Then, the Trash Cat turned around and glared fiercely at the Ridiculous Chicken, “Damn it, Ridiculous Chicken, you’re spouting nonsense that could get this lad killed! Are you trying to kill him?”

“Three years!” The Ridiculous Chicken actually knew ventriloquism. The revelation had the Trash Cat’s fur standing on end, as he bit his teeth and said, “Confess! Who the hell are you, and why do you know a bit about everything?’ The Ridiculous Chicken meant that even if Yang Zhen isn’t killed now, he won’t live more than three years.

Yang Zhen stepped forward, his hands cracking, as he said word by word, “Trash… Cat…”

“Ah ha!” The Trash Cat jumped up in fright, looking at Yang Zhen who seemed to be thinking, ‘Today’s sun is really big,’ “What’s that look for, why’re you staring at me like that? Now I remember, there’s indeed such a thing that you can eat to replenish your Spirit Soul, but…”

“But what?” Yang Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, “As long as it exists, hurry up and tell me, Sao Saint, I’ll consider it as your debt repayment.”

The Trash Cat pouted and said, “Although Heaven and Earth Treasures are magical, it wouldn’t be able to complete your Spirit Soul from nothing. Even if it did, it’s only on the surface, and it can only extend your life somewhat. After all, your Spirit Soul has dissipated and is missing, not shrunk.”

Yang Zhen was taken aback and quickly said, “Wait a minute!

Following this, Yang Zhen immersed his consciousness within his body, carefully sensing the missing Spirit Soul.

The Spirit Soul in Yang Zhen’s body at that moment really looked like an apple that had been mostly gnawed on by a dog, giving Yang Zhen an indistinct feeling of testicular pain upon one glance.

The next moment, Yang Zhen suddenly burst out into hearty laughter, leaving the Despicable Cat and the Lewd Chicken lost in bewilderment, looking at each other in dismay.

“Kid, what are you laughing at?” The Despicable Cat looked at Yang Zhen curiously and asked.

“Sao Saint is indeed blessed!” Yang Zhen said, gleefully pulling on the Despicable Cat’s beard, “You just mentioned ….shrinking?”

“Yeah, shrinkage. For fuck’s sake, can you let go of my beard, it hurts.” Yang Zhen suddenly snatched up the Despicable Cat and threw it high into the sky. The cat cried out as it was thrown hundreds of feet upwards.

“I can feel that the Spirit Soul hasn’t disappeared, rather like you said, it has shrunk and is currently drifting aimlessly within my body.”

“Oh my god, you scared me to death. Catch me…what? It hasn’t disappeared? The Despicable Cat landed on the ground and immediately scrambled up, without caring about the pain. It looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, “What? How is that possible? They didn’t disappear?

“They haven’t disappeared. I’m certain they haven’t!” Yang Zhen was overflowing with pride.

The Despicable Cat continued to mutter to itself in confusion.

“How is this possible? What in the world are you, kid?”

“This is called extraordinary talent, do you understand chicken shit! The triumphant look on Yang Zhen’s face couldn’t be concealed, nor did he want to hide it. Even his running posture had an air of arrogance.

“Who the fuck is that guy running so arrogantly?” A group of Practitioners behind him were looking at each other.

“Who else could it be but that bastard Yang Zhen. He actually broke the chains of heaven and caused a collapse near the Forbidden Land of Life. Isn’t everyone trying to escape at their fastest speed?”

“The guy in front is running arrogantly, but damn, he is fast. Could this be his cultivation style? … Too arrogant, but he is indeed fast.

“What kind of cultivation requires such arrogant running? Isn’t he afraid of being attacked?”

“Run that fast, even if you want to hit him, can you catch up?

“He does have the capacity to be arrogant. Enough chatter, let’s go find that son of a bitch, Yang Zhen. Once we’re out of the range of the Forbidden Land of Life, surely our seniors would organize a group to find Yang Zhen and question him. Let’s run for our lives.”

The Despicable Cat followed Yang Zhen all the way, his face full of surprise. He kept mumbling, “What kind of freak are you!”

Yang Zhen glanced at the Despicable Cat and said, “We can research what kind of freak Sao Saint is later. You still haven’t told me what I need to eat to replenish my Spirit Soul!”

The Despicable Cat was stunned for a moment, then let out a strange laugh, looking playfully at Yang Zhen. “Kid, we’ll talk about that later. Let’s discuss Little Daochi for now. What do you think of her?

“Little Daochi?” Yang Zhen was taken aback and asked with a puzzled look, “What happened to her?”