Upon hearing this, Cao Ya smiled.
Yang Shen was telling the truth. Only a very small part of his power came from the original martial arts of the [Global Martial Arts] world, and it didn't even reach the level of a true god.
Therefore, the flaws in the original martial arts were as good as non-existent for him.
However, his overall combat power exceeds 200 million calories. If he didn't have to bear that much burden, he could indeed be as carefree as a Yang God, unaffected by anything that happened. At worst, he could simply pack up and leave this world.
But that's not Cao Ya's personality anymore.
Even the Yang God arranged for the Heavenly King as his disciple to protect the human race, didn't he?
Who can truly give up everything?
Such heartless people are ultimately a minority.
"Forget it, you've cultivated to this level, your martial will must be unwavering, there's no need for me to say more." Yang Shen curled his lips, threw away the coconut, took another one from the basket, knocked a hole in it, and leisurely drank it.
“Master, you’re living a carefree life, but your disciple is suffering so much,” the Heavenly King complained, sounding like a wronged wife. “Master, for eight thousand years you’ve been in the mortal realm, but you’ve never once come to see me.”
"You're an old man who's been around for tens of thousands of years, don't be so disgusting!" Yang Shen shrugged, as if trying to shake off a whole body full of goosebumps.
Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang also glanced at them.
That old bastard, the King of Zhentian, has such a thick skin!
"By the way, is something missing?" Fang Ping suddenly said with a smile.
After speaking, his blood and energy surged, and his spirit was roused.
The next moment, a large number of beautiful women appeared in the sea and began to frolic, splash water, swim, and play.
Moreover, those beauties were not ordinary mortal girls; each and every one of them was a renowned beauty in the Three Realms!
The spirited and heroic Spirit Emperor, the icy-faced Moon Spirit, the obedient and adorable... Azure Cat?! The alluring... Celestial Dog?!
"Pfft!" Yang Shen was initially enjoying the show, but as his gaze slowly shifted and he saw a cat and a dog posing and scratching at him, he immediately spat out a mouthful of coconut juice.
"You... you bastard, you've done nothing right!" Yang Shen glared angrily at Fang Ping.
You've ruined my good mood, kid!
Fang Ping chuckled.
"Ha, vulgar." The Heavenly King sneered, seemingly harboring a lot of resentment towards the Yang God.
Wang Jinyang was also quite speechless. He never expected that Yang Shen was not only unrestrained and carefree, but also that an old man tens of thousands of years old would have such a hobby. He was truly old in years but young in spirit.
"Meow, you liar, why did you manifest me?" The blue cat was drinking from a coconut, looking at Fang Ping with an innocent expression.
Fang Ping, this guy, is actually quite the repressed pervert...
He's not only after the two renowned beauties of the Three Realms, Linghuang and Yueling, but he even went after Cangmao and Tiangou... Tsk tsk, what a ruthless guy... Does his girlfriend know about this...?
A thought flashed through Cao Ya's mind. He smiled slightly, coughed lightly, and said:
"Alright, enough with the nonsense, Yang Shen, you surely know why we're here..."
"No! I don't know!" Yang Shen retorted, though in reality he knew perfectly well what was going on.
"Uncle Yang, it's been a long time," Wang Jinyang said politely.
"Hey, I never expected that you, Grandpa Yang, are actually a Yang God. If I had known you were this powerful, why would I have gone to the Shanghai Martial Arts University? Wouldn't it have been better to become your disciple and fellow disciple with Old Town?" Fang Ping laughed.
The old man glanced at Wang Jinyang and Fang Ping, raised an eyebrow, and gave a soft hum.
"I don't accept disciples!"
The Heavenly King looked at Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang in surprise and asked in astonishment:
"You two know each other? What's this 'Grandpa Yang'? Hmm, is it Grandpa Yang, or Grandpa Yang?"
"Yes, I know him. We're quite familiar with each other. We've met at least a few hundred times, don't you agree? He's Grandpa Yang, the gatekeeper at No. 1 Middle School?" Fang Ping said with a smile.
"Grandpa Yang used to be the gatekeeper of Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School. He watched many students go to and from school, including me and Fang Ping," Wang Jinyang explained briefly.
The Heavenly King was stunned.
The gatekeeper?
Master went to inspect the gate of a high school?!
"Brother Yang Shen is carefree and unrestrained, playing around in the mortal world. It's normal to have heard of him even if you haven't met him. Hmm, that's the demeanor of a master, much better than that trashy Heavenly Emperor." Cao Ya laughed. He knew quite a bit about Yang Shen's situation, after all, he possessed a lot of crucial information.
"Don't flatter me." Yang Shen said irritably, but also explained, "I've been living in seclusion in Yang City, and I've noticed some changes. It seems like something unexpected has happened... Damn it, Zhan that idiot!"
As he spoke, Yang Shen cursed Zhan Tiandi, who seemed to have no connection whatsoever.
"Master, you can say whatever you want, but why are you cursing the Heavenly Emperor? He's dead, have some decency," the Heavenly King complained.
"You don't know anything!" Yang Shen said. "I was tricked by this guy, and I'm still angry when I think about it. But he's dead, so I can't get revenge."
Although that's what he said, Yang Shen's gaze was fixed on Wang Jinyang.
"Senior Yang Shen, you are a peak existence who once competed with the Heavenly Emperor. You wouldn't make a move against someone like Old Wang, who is only a broken Seventh Heavenly King, would you?" Fang Ping suddenly asked. To be honest, he was really a little worried.
Yang Shen, that old fellow, is clearly the kind of person who doesn't care about rules or face at all. Apart from absolute power and his own bottom line, nothing else can restrain him.
Fortunately, Cao Ya Daozu was also there...
Fang Ping glanced at Cao Ya beside him and breathed a sigh of relief.
As fellow powerhouses with over 200 million kilocalories, they should be on the same level, right...?
Fang Ping felt that since Cao Ya Daozu dared to lead them to actively seek out Yang Shen, it meant that he was confident he could persuade Yang Shen to join his camp and fight against the Heavenly Emperor and the other emperors together!
Wang Jinyang, standing to the side, seemed to be seriously considering Yang Shen's words. After a while, he shook his head and said:
“I’m sorry, Senior Yang Shen, I don’t remember anything about the War Emperor. He is him, and I am me. I can’t say that we are completely two different people—after all, we do have a special connection. His grudges should belong to him, but I received some gifts from him and have no way to repay them. Therefore, I am willing to accept his grudges!”
Wang Jinyang spoke with integrity, without a trace of pretense or affectation; this was truly his inner thought.
"Hey, as expected, he's the reincarnation of that stupid bird Zhan, just like him." Yang Shen seemed to be looking down on him, but also had a special kind of emotion in his voice.
"What you just said was about Fang Ping, wasn't it?" Cao Ya suddenly asked.
Now it was Fang Ping's turn to be dumbfounded.
What does this have to do with me?
The Heavenly Emperor isn't my past life; that's Old Wang's!
Wang Jinyang and Zhen Tianwang were also stunned for a moment, their faces somewhat blank, unable to understand what Cao Ya and Yang Shen were talking about.
"Damn it, it's that riddle-solving guy again!"
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