Chapter 120 Don’t ask, it’s just a mental attack
As soon as the three big words "Ten Thousand Demon Valley" came out, it was like a huge mountain pressing down on everyone, making it hard for them to breathe. Even the arrogant old man with flowery arms had a solemn expression. Tie Xiaoyan even took a step back, falling into unprecedented uncertainty and despair.
Wanmo Valley is the largest demon sect in Jingzhou. The Ganzhou sect has only had three people in the fusion stage since its development, and two of them are still in prison. However, the seven kings of Wanmo Valley are all veterans in the fusion stage, with terrifying background.
Such a terrifying Wanmo Valley is actually going to attack their small Tiexin Chamber of Commerce? !
At this moment, a light sigh sounded like a ray of light tearing through the darkness.
"What about the Ten Thousand Demon Valley!?"
Li Yanmo's voice was sonorous and powerful. A blinding flash of lightning passed by, and Zhao Bin, who was still arrogant a second ago, was shot down on the spot. He was still wailing as he fell, "Why do you have such a strong mental power! I won't accept it!"
The remaining members of the Wuyun Gang immediately became chaotic and fled in different directions.
"Want to leave!?"
The tattooed old man, who was originally in low spirits, was also aroused by Li Yanmo's shout. He immediately laughed and chased after them. Now the people from the Wuyun Gang ran even faster, and Li Yanmo quickly reached out to stop the fragile tattooed old man.
"Master, don't chase after desperate enemies. Be careful of falling into their trap."
After hearing what Li Yanmo said, the old man with flower arms also felt that it made a lot of sense. He stroked his beard and snorted coldly, "Hmph - it makes sense. I don't even bother to kill these nameless people. When I recover from my injuries, I will personally go and take the head of their leader behind the scenes!"
Li Yanmo was immediately ashamed.
Behind the Wuyun Gang is the Bingmen, and behind the Bingmen is Emperor Yu.
As expected of a man wearing only a pair of shorts, he speaks with confidence.
When they flew back to the deck, they were immediately surrounded by Ganzhou monks. Everyone expressed their admiration. The old man with flowery arms clasped his hands together and said, "Master Li, my last name is Hua, and my last name is Hua Youquan. Thank you for your help this time!"
"It's okay. We are all cultivators from Ganzhou. We naturally need to take care of each other when we go out," Li Yanmo smiled slightly, but his peripheral vision glanced at Song Yun outside the crowd.
At this time, Song Yunzheng and his men were constantly waving their arms to transmit information.
The general meaning is to test the monster patterns on Hua Youquan's body by showing concern for his injuries.
Damn it, I actually understood it!
Li Yanmo took a deep breath and put on an extremely official smile, "Master Hua, I wonder how serious your injuries are? I think there's something wrong with your monster pattern?"
Hearing this, Hua Youquan crossed his arms and sighed helplessly, "Mr. Li, you don't know that my tattoo art skills come from a great source, from the ancient barbarians! You just saw that I am only at the foundation building stage, but with this body of demon beast tattoos, I can fight against the Jindan cultivator of the Wuyun Gang without losing the upper hand!"
The monks around also nodded, their faces full of admiration.
"Yes, that Jindan cultivator doesn't dare to confront Master Hua head-on."
"The power of the tattoo master is well-deserved!"
Li Yanmo had mixed feelings, but he still patiently complimented him and asked tentatively, "Master Hua, could it be that the barbarian heritage is too powerful, which is why the situation just now occurred?"
Hua Youquan sighed helplessly, "That's right. When I was young, I found a barbarian relic by chance. I also learned this monster pattern from the barbarian murals. If I had completed this monster pattern, how could the Jindan cultivator have a chance to delay time!"
Li Yanmo raised his eyes and saw several figures sneaking onto the ship. Leading them was the despicable Jindan cultivator Zhao Bin mentioned by Hua Youquan.
Zhao Bin naturally noticed Li Yanmo's gaze at the first moment, and immediately waved his arms to convey the message to his younger brother.
“…”
"It's not finished yet... Could it be that Jingzhou has a way to complete the monster pattern on your body, Master Hua?" Li Yanmo exclaimed.
"That's right! On the day of the Qianzhou competition, I learned from the Wen Tower that the barbarian monster totems would appear at the Jingzhou auction!" Hua Youquan's eyes flashed with a dazzling gleam.
"If I can obtain the Barbarian Totem, I will be able to complete the monster pattern on my body and become a mid-level Xuan-level pattern master. By then, even if it is a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core, I will be able to make them unable to return!"
Hua Youquan's confident speech boosted the morale of the Ganzhou monks on the ship, and they all cheered and congratulated him.
Tie Xiaoyan's face was also red, but unlike the others who complimented Hua Youquan, Tie Xiaoyan expressed her gratitude to Li Yanmo in a delicate voice. There was an indescribable ambiguity flashing in her beautiful eyes, which made Li Yanmo's scalp tingle, and he retreated on the spot on the grounds of unstable breathing.
After returning to the bedroom, Li Yanmo wanted to have a good rest, but before he lay down, the door was knocked again. When he opened it, he saw Song Yun, Zhao Bin and others standing outside the door.
“…”
Li Yanmo sighed helplessly and opened the door to let Song Yun, Zhao Bin and others in.
Amidst one rude cry after another, Li Yanmo's originally spacious bedroom was suddenly filled with burly men. Li Yanmo, whose face had been deformed by arms thicker than his thighs, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"...Everyone, do you feel that it's too crowded?"
"Ah - my apology."
Song Yun suddenly realized, raised his hands and clapped them, and all the cultivators shrank on the spot, and in a blink of an eye they were only the size of a thumb.
Looking at the muscular monk flying around like an elf, Li Yanmo forced himself to accept this scene and asked numbly, "So the barbarian heritage mentioned by Elder Hua...could it be that it was also created by the Dayu Dynasty?"
"That's not the case. There are indeed barbarians in this world, and there are indeed barbarian totems. The Dayu Dynasty respects history and culture," Song Yun put his hands on his hips. "Barbarian totems can indeed give power to the user, but they are completely different from the tattoo magic weapon drawn by the tattoo artist. The monster totem may have been tampered with by someone."
"Hua Youquan knew that Jingzhou would be auctioning the monster totem during the Ganzhou competition. I'm afraid someone did it on purpose."
"Let's investigate further later."
Seeing the Great Yu monks in front of him discussing with each other, Li Yanmo couldn't help but complain, "Can't we intervene directly as the Great Yu Dynasty?"
"This... this is a long story. Hua Youquan has average talent and is a third-rate tattoo artist. It is impossible for him to be deliberately induced by someone or some organization. Therefore, Hua Youquan must be a chess piece, or even a casual chess piece. If the Great Yu Dynasty intervenes, the other party will definitely hide in the dark, making it even more difficult to find him."
Li Yanmo suddenly realized and felt that he was indeed lacking in consideration. When he was about to ask further questions, the door was knocked again. Those muscular male monks who were flying around like thumb elves immediately hid behind Li Yanmo with a whoosh, and stuck to Li Yanmo's clothes on his back like flies.
"Mr. Li, excuse me for interrupting you——"
Without waiting for Li Yanmo to answer, Tie Xiaoyan pushed the door open and walked in.
(End of this chapter)
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