After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone present had an urge to turn around and leave.

This is not the way to chat. How can people continue?

What the hell, one hundred of them! Why didn’t you say it was a thousand?

Not to mention Yueyazi and others, even Yunla and others were frightened. Yunla, who was happily waiting for Yang Zhen to slap her in the face, almost stumbled and fell to the ground, looking at Yang Zhen in confusion.

This bastard is too bold, isn't he? Mo Shuiyan, Wu Tao and Jin Heng looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces. They could accept Yang Zhen's character of speaking without thinking, but there has to be a limit. One hundred words, not to mention Yue Yazi and others, even his own people would not believe it.

Only the mean cat still looked like a sage. He stood on Yang Zhen's shoulder with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes and looking deeply into the air. Although the tune he hummed was strange and no one had heard of it before, it was extremely contagious and sounded quite nice.

What kind of song is this? It makes Yang Zhen and Jianmao, two guys who are just talking nonsense, look like they are in a lonely position.

But this...

"Being invincible is so... so lonely..."

Hearing these words, one has the urge to strangle Yang Zhen to death. It's bad enough that this bastard Jianmao is just pretending, but this bastard Yang Zhen really thinks that he has cultivated a hundred Daos of Tianhua. His arrogant look is even more exaggerated than Yueyazi's.

Yueyazi finally reacted, staring at Yang Zhen in astonishment, and asked in surprise: "One, one hundred?"

"Yes, time was limited at the time, and I was also in some pain, so I stopped forcibly. If I had known earlier, I would have trained more and practiced more. Maybe I could have practiced 200 times."

Yang Zhen said this in a serious tone, and it was not nonsense. Even with the terrifying power of the Dragon Elephant Prison Body, Yang Zhen could not bear the severe pain in the end. It was a huge pain that could make people doubt their lives. His whole body seemed to be cut into pieces and salt was sprinkled on it.

Yueyazi's face turned gaudy. She was angry. She glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Yang Zhen, how can you be like this? Can you be more reliable? Damn it, one hundred times, two hundred times, do you think anyone will believe it?"

So anxious!

When Yunla saw that Yueyazi finally got anxious, she felt a lot more relieved. She clasped her hands together and chanted a few Buddhist mantras, but did not dare to speak.

If Yang Zhen "told the truth" that he had cultivated twenty Heavenly Hua, Yun La might have been able to squeeze Yue Ya Zi to vent his anger, but Yang Zhen opened his mouth and said a hundred. Monks can't lie, Mr. Yang! What a pity for this opportunity. Yun La's face was also frivolous. He wanted to laugh and walk forward to show Yue Ya Zi a face! Yue Ya Zi stomped her feet in anger, and the group of cultivators behind her were even more confused. However, with the previous experience of the young cultivator, no one dared to talk about Yang Zhen in vain. If Wu Tao, the little violent girl, shook a little, who knows who would get slapped again.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly sighed, and said to the mean cat with infinite melancholy: "Look at the sky!"

“So blue!”

"Look at this land!"

"Masa!"

"Look at what I'm saying!"

"Why doesn't anyone believe it?"

The man and the cat talked to each other, cooperating perfectly. With the melancholy looks on their faces, everyone's hearts softened magically, and they felt that the two people looked so pitiful! Do you want to trust Yang Zhen a little bit?

As soon as this idea came out, everyone shuddered.

Damn it, I don't believe a ghost for a moment, whoever believes is a fool! How can anyone practice a small method to 100? Are these two bastards poisonous? Yueyazi gritted her teeth in anger, but there were so many people around Yang Zhen, and Yunla and Mo Shuiyan were there, she didn't even dare to move, and then her eyes rolled, she chuckled and said: "Friend Yang is really humorous, 100 is 100, whatever you say is what it is, it's getting late, I have to go back to report, don't worry, I will bring the news that you have practiced 100 Tianhua back to Yaochi Holy Land."

Hearing Yueyazi's words, everyone around was startled. She was worthy of being Yueyazi. She could hold back in such a situation, and smiled so sweetly that it was a pleasure to look at.

Even Yang Zhen felt a chill run down his spine when he heard the word "slave".

This...master and servant, really are not to be trifled with.

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Thank you very much, young lady."

Yueyazi seemed to like the name "young sister" which she never heard in normal days. She blinked her eyes and asked coquettishly, "Can I leave now?"

Hearing this, Mo Shuiyan snorted coldly. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhen grinned, nodded and said, "Of course... you can't leave!"

The smile on Yueyazi's face suddenly froze. He stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Yang Zhen, there is no deep hatred between you and me, and we don't even have any conflicts. Do you want to keep me here?"

"You should call yourself a slave, it will be more pleasing to the eyes!" Yang Zhen waved his hand, winked at Yueyazi, and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, so you can't leave!"

"Problem?" Yueyazi was obviously confused by Yang Zhen, and asked with a blank face: "What's the problem?"

As she spoke, Yueyazi suddenly reacted, gnashed her teeth and stomped her feet, saying, "This is the Western Region, this is the Western Region. That's right, you have come to the Western Region, bastard, just wait for me!"

Seeing Yueyazi's back as he walked away in frustration and stomped his feet, everyone was dumbfounded.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The three witches of the Demon Sect have countless admirers in the Western Regions. Normally, every young man would try his best to please them. But now, Yang Zhen actually made Yueyazi, the third most beautiful witch, so angry that she was trembling all over.

Finished!

Everyone was amazed. With what Yang Zhen had done, let alone cultivating a hundred Heavenly Awakenings, even if he cultivated a thousand, he would surely die and would not be able to leave the Western Regions alive.

Besides, Yang Zhen said that he had cultivated a hundred Heavenly Auras. This... this is simply nonsense in the Western Region for the next year. How stupid would one have to be to believe it? Mo Shuiyan chuckled non-stop, holding Yang Zhen's shoulders and unable to straighten his waist: "Lend... lend me your shoulder..."

A good witch, but she laughed like a hen, making everyone's eyes pop out.

Yun La smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Yang, you shouldn't be so reckless. Twenty Heavenly Auras are enough to cause a sensation in the entire Western Region. Why do you have to exaggerate, Brother Yang?"

Yang Zhen blinked and said, "Guess?"

Yun La didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said earnestly: "Now that Yueyazi has returned, he will definitely spread the news widely. Soon, even the entire Western Region will know about it. By then... you..."

"That's right, I am Yang Zhen. I really have cultivated a hundred Heavenly Auras. Anyone who lies is a puppy..."

Yang Zhen boasted about himself in front of the crowd with a look of arrogance, "When you go back, help me promote myself. I will have a candlelight dinner with the three saints in the future. Now that you have watched me closely for so long, do you know how lucky I am?"

After hearing what Yang Zhen said, Yun La stumbled and squatted on the ground in silence.

Having a candlelight dinner with the three holy ladies, do you know what your words mean?

If Yueyazi's admirers account for one-tenth of the Western Regions, then the admirers of the Three Saint Ladies account for nine-tenths of the remaining people, or even more.

Yang Zhen, this bastard, dares to say anything! 　Don’t you guys need to sleep? Two o’clock, three o’clock, and even one at five o’clock. Your urging is more unique. Nanfeng feels like crying.

(End of this chapter)