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“Master Yang, is your… village, like this place?” she asked.

Yang Zhen, looking extremely bewildered, was barely able to keep up his act. He had no idea if Yang Zhen’s village was a place where the strong from the Upper Epoch lived in seclusion. Damn, he was just a knock-off, not even able to pass as a high-quality fake.

When Yang Zhen saw that the high-tech Yang Zhen was about to slip up, he chuckled and said, “What does he know? I’ve been there a few times. The old fellows in the village are almost in their graves due to age, how could they be any big shots? But the blacksmith at the entrance of the village seems pretty impressive.”

“The blacksmith?” Senior Brother Lu exclaimed. “Is he really a Grandmaster of Artifact Refining?”

Yang Zhen gave a strange look to the imaginative senior Brother Lu, shaking his head: “I don’t know if he’s a grandmaster at refining artifacts, but I do know that the sloppy fellow’s name is…Tony. And instead of creating True Essence Cannons, he prefers tinkering with battle armor!”

“Tony?” Senior Brother Lu was baffled. “What a weird name.”

Clearly, Senior Brother Lu was less interested in Tony than in the magical cannon. After asking his question, without waiting for Yang Zhen’s response, he looked at the cannon in Yang Zhen’s hand and said, “Your name is Yang Dianfeng, right? How did you sell this magical cannon to Junior Sister Ji? I want one too. Name your price.”

Yang Zhen shook his head, replying, “It’s priceless!”

“What?” Senior Brother Lu’s face turned ashen. He looked at Ji Yourong, asking in a stern voice, “If it’s priceless, how did Junior Sister Ji get it from you?”

Yang Zhen thought carefully before answering, “Miss Yourong said she wanted it, and she wanted it right now, so I gave it to her.”

“Nonsense!” Senior Brother Lu was livid. Ji Yourong didn’t know what his words implied. Senior Brother Lu, a seasoned player, understood well. He erupted in a wave of formidable aura and glared at Yang Zhen, “Today, I have set my sights on the magical cannon in your hand. Whether you’re willing to sell or not, you have to sell!”

The menacing aura radiating from Senior Brother Lu made even the attacking black puppets hesitate. Those around were so astonished that someone even cried out, “He’s in the Mahayana Phase!”

Even Yang Zhen was taken aback by the fact that this seemingly ordinary man was actually a powerful figure in the Mahayana Phase. He felt a sense of shock, as if he had been slapped in the face.

The sound of the slapping face.

“Oh, I’m so scared. If you say I have to sell, doesn’t that mean I would lose face?” Yang Zhen casually pointed the magical cannon at Senior Brother Lu, startling him.

“Why don’t you ask my magical cannon here if it wants to go with you?”

Seeing that Yang Zhen didn’t fire the cannon, Senior Brother Lu immediately relaxed. A teasing smile crossed his face, “How do you know it wouldn’t want to go with me?”

At that moment, Ji Yourong stepped forward, frowned, and said, “Senior Brother Lu, you’re going too far.”

Senior Brother Lu paused, glanced at Ji Yourong, laughed, and said, “Junior Sister, you’re exaggerating. I simply want to buy the magical cannon from Yang Dianfeng. As you can see, his attitude is quite rude. Obviously, he doesn’t respect our Heavenly Snow Holy Domain at all. He might even be cursing me in his mind, or perhaps, he’s even cursing the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain.”

Yang Zhen looked at Senior Brother Lu in astonishment, quite impressed by his ability to turn the situation around. Damn, what a typical Heavenly Snow Holy Domain person, so audaciously arrogant.

Everyone was watching Yang Zhen, fearing that he might do something rash, like firing the magical cannon at Senior Brother Lu.

No one was sure whether the magical cannon could kill Senior Brother Lu. But if Yang Zhen indeed fired, it was almost certain that he’d be dead.

Ji Yourong watched Yang Zhen with a solemn expression, staying silent. Clearly, she was curious about how Yang Zhen would handle this situation.

All eyes were on Yang Zhen, except for those who had to keep fending off the black puppet swarm.

With a sigh, Yang Zhen turned to the Cheap Cat sitting on his shoulder, which was enjoying the show with his eyes half closed. “I prefer to keep a low profile, but the world just won’t leave me alone. Cheap Cat, what do you think I, Sao Saint, should do in this situation?”

Cheap Cat? Sao Saint?

At Yang Zhen’s words, most of those present were taken aback, looking at Yang Zhen with surprise.

The fake Yang Zhen’s eyes bulged out, and he quivered all over. Even the chicken on his shoulder fell to the ground and was immediately devoured by one of the black puppets.

With those two words, there was no fool in the crowd who couldn’t figure out what had just happened.

Most people turned their attention to High-Match Yang Zhen just in time to see that the hen on his shoulder had fallen to the ground, desperately clucked, and was swallowed up by the black puppet. All of the people’s mouths started twitching.

Was this the Sao Chicken?

The Sao Chicken that was rumored to be earth-shattering?

If the Sao Chicken could die so easily, then Yang Zhen wouldn’t be Yang Zhen.

Upon seeing the awkward but polite smile on High-Match Yang Zhen’s face, everyone’s attention shifted back to Yang Zhen. Some were so surprised that they were hit on their buttocks by the black puppet, resulting in a pair of twinkling butt cheeks.

“So you are the real Yang Zhen?” the Senior Brother Lu looked surprised for a moment, then looked at Yang playfully, “So you are the real Yang Zhen. What, are you afraid of being recognized and hide in the crowd? Yang Dianfeng, heh heh …”

Senior Brother Lu’s attitude was undoubtedly arrogant and full of sarcasm. But everyone was astonished to find that Yang Zhen seemed to be ignoring it, looking helplessly at the wretched cat.

Seeing that he couldn’t pretend anymore, the wretched cat rolled his eyes and said, “Damn, don’t you have any fucking clue what to do? Why are you asking me? Why are you so cheap?”

The wretched cat…started talking!

Upon hearing the wretched cat’s words, everyone’s eyes lit up. Even Ji Yourong was taken aback, looking at Yang Zhen with an incredulous gaze.

Yang Zhen spread his mouth in a grin, saying, “Isn’t this just for creating a show atmosphere and boosting the effect!”

With that said, Yang Zhen slowly raised his hand, pointing an Italian cannon right at Senior Brother Lu.

Senior Brother Lu’s face changed for the first time, looking at Yang Zhen uncertainly, and said, “Yang Zhen, do you realize what you are… holy shit!”

Boom——!

A thunderous noise filled the air, making everyone’s heart skip a beat. They all stared at Yang Zhen with dumbfounded expressions.

He fired the cannon. He really did fire the cannon. Yang Zhen…he actually fired the cannon!

Without even shouting a warning, Yang Zhen just fired!

Damn it, that was a descendant of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, who seemed to have a high status among these disciples and was actually a Senior Brother!

What was more unbelievable to everyone was that Senior Brother Lu was a Mahayana Phase practitioner!

Mahayana Phase!

That bastard Yang Zhen really just fired the cannon!

A terrifying blast of light shot toward the distance. Startled, Senior Brother Lu, who was a Mahayana Phase practitioner, managed, just in the nick of time, to avoid the fatal shot fired by Yang Zhen.

Even though he had dodged, he only managed to escape ‘fatally,’ he was still hit.

After a dazzling light faded, Senior Brother Lu felt his cold scalp…his hair was gone!

Not entirely, at the top of his head, it seemed as if someone had shaved it clean, leaving hair on both sides but leaving the middle smooth and shiny.

“Holy crap!” the wretched cat exclaimed, jumping up and pointing at the baffled Senior Brother Lu, “That hairstyle isn’t bad!”

The sudden outburst from the wretched cat startled everyone. After they understood what it had said, they couldn’t hold back their laughter any longer. They laughed so hard that they almost let the black puppets break the defense circle.

Even Ji Yourong held her mouth tightly, obviously trying to suppress her laughter, looking at Yang Zhen with a peculiar expression on her face.

“Yang! Zhen!!!”

Senior Brother Lu roared furiously, his face so grim that it was almost black, just like a beast that had been tortured a hundred times.