Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at the cheap cat in shock. If what the cheap cat said was true, how many years had it lived here? This was the mirror world of the previous period, and it had probably existed for tens of thousands of years. In other words, had this cheap cat lived for tens of thousands of years? Everyone had an unreal illusion, looking at the cheap cat lying crookedly on the ground in disbelief, with a complicated expression.

Yang Zhen glanced at the mean cat and said, "I don't believe you. You mean a bitch who doesn't tell the truth. It's a sunny night. Why don't you say it's a rainy day with a clear sky? You're so smart. This is the first time we drink together, and it will be the last time. Don't tell others that you know me after we get out!"

Everyone: “…”

As expected, the words of this cheap cat cannot be trusted. Anyone who believes them is a fool.

The mean cat couldn't take it anymore, and glared at him and said, "Boy, I knew you didn't believe it. Do you know who refined this mirror world?"

"The Great Sage of Dust and Blood?"

"Is it him?" The mean cat was stunned and muttered to himself: "It turned out to be such a ruthless person, no wonder, no wonder I couldn't reach the top of the mountain for so many years, it turned out to be him!"

Yang Zhen was furious and slapped the mean cat on the head: "Fuck, you're trying to trick me again?"

The mean cat smiled meanly and said, "Boy, since you know that this is the mirror world of the Great Sage Chenxue, you must have heard of the Twelve Blood Refining Mysterious Arts, right?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Of course I've heard of it."

The mean cat rolled his eyes and whispered in Yang Zhen's ear: "The twelve blood refining skills are right up there!"

"Stop!" Yang Zhen pushed the mean cat away and said, "You are too young to trick me. Even if I am at the top, so many people can't go up. How can I go up? What's more, if I continue to go up, the three old guys below will rush up. They don't need to catch up with me. As long as they break the balance here, I will be blasted out and die for sure."

The mean cat groaned and said, "Aren't you gifted?"

"So what?"

"boast!"

"You don't have to provoke me. I won't go if I don't want to go!"

The mean cat rolled his eyes and said, "Well, if you don't want to go, then don't go. What a pity. The Twelve Blood Refining Mysterious Arts are extremely powerful and have attracted the covetousness of countless people. Maybe after you learn them, you can beat these three old men to death. No, as long as you learn the Twelve Blood Refining Mysterious Arts, these three old men are nothing. Three more will not be your opponents."

Yang Zhen stared at the mean cat with suspicion: "Is it really that powerful?"

The cheap cat's scalp tingled when Yang Zhen looked at her, and she said awkwardly: "Little...boy, what are you looking at me with? I'm doing this for your own good, right?"

"Tell me, what is your conspiracy?"

"Ah!" The mean cat was furious, jumped up and pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "You heartless person, I ate a meal from you and couldn't bear to see you waiting to die here. It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you think so badly of me?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips: "You make it sound so easy. I have a feeling that there are thousands of steps here. I'd be lucky if I can get up half of them. If I get any higher, I'm afraid I'll be blasted down directly."

"Go on!" The mean cat suddenly threw something over and said with gritted teeth, "There are three marks on this path. I'll give you two. Although you may not be able to get up there, at least you can climb to the 800th level. If you practice there for a year or so, maybe you can walk down with your head held high."

"Oh my!" Yang Zhen stared at the cheap cat with wide eyes and a suspicious look on his face. The more he looked at the goods, the more he thought there was a conspiracy. He sneered and said, "If you give it to me, what will you do? If you go down now, you will definitely be beaten up by them."

"Bah!" The mean cat also glared and said with a disdainful look: "I am afraid of these three mere Lianxu period cultivators. Do you want them or not? Don't give them back to me."

Yang Zhen held the stone with a Dao mark in his hand suspiciously, looked at the mean cat suspiciously and said, "You just wait here for me. I will go up and learn the Twelve Blood Refining Mysterious Skills and then come down. I learn things very quickly."

At first, Yang really didn't believe Jianmao. He was too unreliable. Nine out of ten things he said were lies. He lied without even thinking. He was so despicable.

But just now, Yang Zhen inadvertently noticed that three powerful men in the Lianxu period were staring at the Daohen Stone in his hand, their eyes were red, and he suddenly felt that what the cheap cat said might be true.

Moreover, when the stone reached out, the pressure on him was immediately relieved, which also proved that the stone was useful.

But would a mean cat be so kind? Under the suspicious gaze of thousands of cultivators, Yang Zhen walked up carefully step by step. As expected, the pressure was much lighter. Even so, Yang Zhen did not dare to be careless. He walked very slowly, step by step.

"Boy, are you a snail? You're so slow." The mean cat was trembling all over, seeming to be in great pain, even its tail was tucked between its legs.

"Ah! Be careful!" The mean cat suddenly screamed, scaring Yang Zhen.

Elder Qu and the other three were also startled. They stood up immediately and looked at Yang Zhen and Jianmao with cold smiles on their faces.

"What are you yelling about?" Yang Zhen turned his head and glared at the mean cat.

The mean cat laughed strangely, waved his hand and said, "You go on your way, I'm just teasing these three Lianxu period masters."

Yang Zhen was speechless for a while and continued to walk upwards. He didn't know why, but the higher he walked, the less pressure he felt.

"Ah, the boy can't stand it anymore, he's about to fall down!"

"Oh, you three better not leave at this time. If Yang Zhen runs away, you will be so angry that you will die."

"Be careful, kid, if you can't hold on, don't hold on."

…

The screams of the mean cat were getting louder and louder. The three powerful warriors in the Lianxu period were staring at Yang Zhen and had no time to care about the mean cat. They were just frightened by the mean cat and kept making noises.

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Seeing Yang Zhen walk up the more than 700 steps step by step, he staggered and was almost knocked down. The necks of the three Void Refinement Stage powerhouses all stretched out.

Hua Youyue frowned and said with some worry: "What on earth is Yang Zhen doing? Why doesn't he just sit down and practice? Why does he have to climb up? What if he can't bear the restriction and falls down? How can he survive?"

Yao Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "I also think that Yang Zhen's behavior is not appropriate."

The mean cat's face changed, and he kept trembling. He looked at Yang Zhen and kept muttering, "It's almost there."

Yang Zhen couldn't hear the mean cat's mumbling, he just felt that he was almost there, and he stepped on the 800th step.

Boom! A monstrous bloody energy swept out from the top of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye it became overwhelming, covering the entire foothills.

The violent air waves rushed in all directions and showed no signs of stopping until they reached the foot of the mountain. Everyone, including the strong men in the Lianxu period, changed their expressions.

In the overwhelming blood-red air wave, the mean cat suddenly cried out: "Boy, how did you fall down? Be careful, don't let the three Lianxu period catch you!"

Elder Qu and others were shocked and stared at the bloody air wave, fearing that Yang Zhen would run away.

Yang Zhen, who was standing on the 800-step staircase, was stunned. He looked back and immediately flew into a rage: "Bitch cat, you bastard, you dare to run away alone? Don't let me meet you again!"

Ouch! The mean cat had already burst out with a terrifying speed, running as fast as his legs could fly, and ran past the three stunned Lianxu period masters in a flash.

"Kid, you're on your own. Haha, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Sect Leader Wang snorted coldly, stood up and rushed towards the cheap cat: "Want to leave!"

"Wow!" The mean cat's face changed and he ran even faster: "Damn it, that guy is about to fall, why are you chasing me instead of waiting for him?"

Yang Zhen was so amused that he said to himself, "You cheap cat, you'd better fend for yourself!"

As he said that, Yang Zhen took out another Dao Mark Stone from his storage ring, making it exactly three pieces! 　Fourth update! 　　Anyone interested can come to the group to play, there are little brothers, little sisters, and a little funny guy (not me)!

Group number 542062672 　　...

I’m promoting a book called “The World of Martial Arts Gods”. Friends from Wutuo Gang who are interested can go and have a look. Well… let’s put away our magical powers and don’t scare others!

(End of this chapter)