Hearing this, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, staring into the eyes of the Shanggeng Secret Clan and said, "How do I learn?"

The leader of the Shanggeng Secret Clan looked dazed, and answered subconsciously: "There is a legacy left by the Shanggeng Secret Clan in the Niehai Swamp. There is a drop of Shanggeng Secret Clan's blood in it. After obtaining that blood, you will be able to obtain the Shanggeng Secret Clan's legacy and naturally have the Shanggeng Secret Clan's talent."

Yang Zhen frowned and said, "Then doesn't this mean that I, the Sao Saint, will also become a goblin with pointy ears?"

"It's the great Shangheng Secret Clan!" The leader of the Shangheng Secret Clan was furious, staring and emphasizing: "The Shangheng Secret Clan is an existence that is superior to ordinary humans. Even if you want to become a member of the Shangheng Secret Clan, it is impossible, let alone growing pointed ears."

Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, fortunately. If I really became a goblin, wouldn't it be so ugly!"

“Ugly… so ugly?” The leader was stunned, then flew into a rage, and rushed over to strangle Yang Zhen’s neck: “I’ll fight you!”

Yang Zhen swung his sword and slammed the leader to the ground with a bang, saying, "I advise you to be more obedient. You still don't understand your situation. Do you know that you are a captive?"

The leader shuddered, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes, but he then suppressed it, apparently daydreaming again.

"Where is the inheritance of the Shangheng Secret Clan?"

After his eyes gradually regained clarity, the leader sat down on the ground dejectedly and said, "I don't know where the inheritance of the Shanggeng Secret Clan is. Otherwise, do you think you can still be so arrogant?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and stared at the leader for a long while. After making sure that he was not lying, he stood up, pointed the Great Sword at the leader's head, and said, "Tell me everything you know."

There was a trace of struggle in the leader's eyes, then he sighed and told everyone what he knew.

It turned out that this group of people was just a very small branch of the Shanggeng Secret Clan. For many years, they had been trying to find a way to enter the forbidden land of life and search for the Shanggeng Secret Clan heritage in the Sinhai Swamp, but they have not found it yet.

Now that all major forces have joined forces to open the forbidden land of life, these people got the opportunity and found ways to come to the Niehai Swamp. Before they started searching, they were discovered by Yang Zhen and others.

Hua Youyue stepped forward, looked at the leader of the Shanggeng Secret Clan and said, "These people should be just a race within the Shanggeng Secret Clan, called the Nie Clan. Although they all belong to the Shanggeng Secret Clan, they are an extremely weak race within the Shanggeng Secret Clan. Their inheritance may be stronger than the current inheritance, but we should be careful in dealing with them to avoid any sequelae."

Everyone looked at Hua Youyue in surprise. Yang Zhen asked curiously, "Little girl, how did you know that?"

Hua Youyue showed a trace of confusion, shook her head and said: "I don't know!"

"I don't know?" Yang Zhen was shocked and looked at Hua Youyue in surprise: "What do you mean you don't know? Did all these things appear in your mind out of thin air?"

"Yeah!" Hua Youyue nodded, and the confusion in her eyes became even more intense.

Yang Zhen was stunned and frowned. The little girl showed more and more strange things. The deeper she went into the forbidden land of life, the more strange things she showed.

Now the memories of the Shanggeng Secret Clan suddenly appeared, which made Yang Zhen feel absurd.

The Shangheng Secret Clan was one of the myriad clans of the Shangheng period. After the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, people didn't even know how many of these clans there were, let alone the fact that this race of pointy-eared goblins was actually an evil clan.

The leader of the evil clan looked at Hua Youyue in doubt and surprise. A look of horror flashed across his face, but it was fleeting and no one noticed it. However, he couldn't help but secretly look at Hua Youyue, and the horror in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

Yang Zhen's mind was entirely on Hua Youyue, and at this moment he even threw aside the inheritance of the Niehai Swamp.

Patting Hua Youyue on the shoulder, Yang Zhen grinned and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, little girl, we will go to Bone Mountain to solve the mystery in your heart. Even if I want to hide it from you today, this slutty saint will punch it three times and six times!"

Boom! Thunder exploded in the clear sky, resounding through the clouds, and the entire sea of ​​red mist began to churn.

Yang Zhen was startled and raised his middle finger to the sky: "Damn it, this slut saint is just giving an example to make a point, see what you can do, if you have the guts, why don't you chop this slut saint off right now?"

Hua Youyue put her finger on Yang Zhen's lips, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, the dignity of the laws of heaven cannot be questioned."

Yang Zhen took a deep breath. The orchid fragrance on the girl's hands was not made from cosmetics. It was dazzling. Yang Zhen had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't put his name to it.

Including Hua Youyue, there is a fragrance as sweet as orchid, which can be smelled when you get close.

"Smells so good!" Yang Zhen blinked: "Why do you smell so good? Is it because your last name is Hua?"

Hua Youyue lowered her eyebrows in shame, a trace of embarrassment flashed in her pair of smart eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered twice before she looked up and smiled at Yang Zhen, saying, "I don't know either. It seems that this smell has been following me since I can remember."

Mo Xueling came closer, sniffed Hua Youyue, and said in surprise: "Sure enough, there is a special fragrance, like... Tanxiang?"

"Epiphyllum?" Yang Zhen was stunned, then suddenly realized: "It is indeed the fragrance of Epiphyllum, no wonder it is so familiar, I once raised an Epiphyllum."

Mo Xueling sneered and said, "You brag without thinking. Epiphyllum is a sacred object. It blooms only once in a lifetime, and only for its confidant among flowers. It is full of spirituality. Now it is almost extinct. Where can you grow one?"

Yang Zhen laughed continuously, and as he laughed he became more and more strange. He looked at Hua Youyue and said, "Is the Epiphyllum a sacred object? It only blooms for its confidant, and only blooms... once in its lifetime?"

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Hua Youyue smiled, as quiet and beautiful as an epiphyllum, and nodded, saying, "Indeed, I have never seen the legendary epiphyllum either."

Yang Zhen's mind was filled with shock and he was stunned for a moment.

This... is a world of cultivation after all!

For some reason, Yang Zhen felt very heavy in his heart when he heard that the night-blooming cereus only blooms once in its lifetime. He turned around and kicked the leader of the evil clan, saying viciously, "Why the hell are you still here? Are you waiting for this slutty saint to kill you?"

The leader of the evil tribe was shocked and hurriedly crawled away with his people.

Hua Youyue quietly walked up to Yang Zhen, took Yang Zhen's hand and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, stared at the boundless evil sea swamp in front of him, shook his head and said: "Nothing, I suddenly found that there are so many secrets in this world, and I feel a little uncomfortable. Damn, is this slutty saint still the protagonist?"

Mo Xueling chuckled and said teasingly: "When I was young, I always felt that I was the only protagonist in this world, as if the whole world revolved around me. Gradually, I realized how naive this idea was. I didn't expect that you are so old, and you are still living in this illusion?"

Yang Zhen lowered his head and laughed, blinked at Mo Xueling, and said, "Your fate is determined by yourself, and your appearance is determined by your heart. Look at my handsome face, do I look like the only protagonist in this world?"

Mo Xueling was stunned and giggled non-stop. Hua Youyue also smiled and looked at Yang Zhen's profile quietly.

The mean cat on the side was courting death. He smelled the blood in the Sinhai Swamp, retched twice, and was kicked away by Yang Zhen.

"Fuck, boy, why the hell did you kick me?"

The mean cat was furious. He flew in the air and cursed loudly. Then he wailed, and his fur stood up: "Help me, there's a ghost!"

Boom! A black shadow emerged from the Sea of ​​Sin swamp and rushed towards the cheap cat in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)