Chapter 1015: Chapter 1042: Sorry, I Missed It! (Part 1) Chapter 1015: Chapter 1042: Sorry, I Missed It! (Part 1) “No worries!”

Yang Zhen blinked at Qi Yunling and said, “Anyway, you all just do whatever you need to do, as if I’m not here, I just came to see the world, so no one can say I slept so long I damaged my brain.”

Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Qi Yunling pursed her lips and smiled, looking at him with interest, “Iron Bull seems to be a truly interesting person.”

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, “There are millions of pretty faces, but only one interesting soul like mine, Iron Bull. You’d better seize the opportunity, Ling’er.”

Qi Yunling paused and gave Yang Zhen a slight glare before turning her head away in silence.

Bo Tai watched, utterly confused, opened his mouth but ended up not saying anything. In the end, he harrumphed and repeated Yang Zhen’s words over and over as if committing to memory some age-old maxim.

There were simply too many people from Wuting Mountain, and when those from Black Lotus Sanctuary arrived, they caused a stir, but it soon quieted down as everyone stared blankly at the misty waves in the half-sky.

A crowd of necks stretched out, like little birds waiting to be fed, making Yang Zhen want to laugh, but thinking again that the occasion was not right, he coughed hard and held it in.

At that moment, a sound like the cry of an immortal crane suddenly came from the horizon, loud and clear, penetrating heaven and earth, echoing over the entire Wuting Mountain.

Everyone’s expression tensed simultaneously, turning towards the source of the sound, and they couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.

In mid-air, a huge blue bird appeared in the sight of the crowd. With a cry that stretched its neck, it was similar to a Blue Bird with vast wings across the sky. The fierce waves of Qi tossed the surrounding clouds away, making the impressive bird even more extraordinary.

Yang Zhen watched, dumbfounded, his face full of puzzled expressions, and blurted out, “Damn, such a big bird?”

Bo Tai snorted coldly beside him and spoke in a sardonic tone, “You make a fuss over nothing. That’s a Ming Luan, a descendant of the Blue Bird, a holy spirit born of Heaven and Earth.”

Ming Luan?

Yang Zhen was startled, a descendant of the ancient bloodline of Blue Bird?

Pretty impressive, but he wondered if such a large bird was enough to feed a Heaven Devouring Beast.

Although Yang Zhen had never seen a Heaven Devouring Beast eating, he felt that somehow this big bird didn’t seem enough to satisfy one, and he immediately lost interest.

“It’s them!” A look of surprise flashed across Qi Yunling’s face as she muttered to herself, “The Saintess said they might show up, and sure enough, they have arrived even before the Reincarnation Clock has appeared.”

Hearing this, Yang Zhen immediately became interested. Clearly, Qi Yunling knew the identities of the newcomers. He promptly asked, “Who are these people, and do they have a grudge against you?”

Qi Yunling laughed off the question and said, “Aurora Sanctuary has always been on good terms with the world, so how could we have so many enemies? In fact, Blue Bird Sect and Aurora Sanctuary do not have any enmity but instead have quite good relations.”

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, no wonder there was a somewhat happy expression on Qi Yunling’s face–it turned out that allies had arrived.

The figure of the Ming Luan was huge, darkening the sky as it moved, and the already dim sky suddenly grew even grayer, causing everyone to exclaim in awe.

The people from Black Lotus Sanctuary’s faces turned sour upon seeing the Ming Luan, as more than twenty Half-step Great Saints emitted rolling black Qi from their bodies, with the Heaven and Earth Qi around them becoming even more turbulent, rushing towards them.

It wasn’t until now that Yang Zhen suddenly realized that the unpopularity of Black Lotus Sanctuary was not unfounded.

These guys weren’t absorbing all of the Heaven and Earth Qi into their bodies; instead, it was gathering it around them, displaying a stance of not sharing with others.

What a joke, with such a terrifying absorption of the Heaven and Earth Qi, if all of it were taken in, everyone from Black Lotus Sanctuary would likely have been unable to escape exploding to their deaths.

But this way of doing things was just too contemptible, even worse than Yang Zhen; it was clear as hogging a squat toilet without defecating. No wonder so many forces disliked Black Lotus Sanctuary. The actions of such a sect were tantamount to making enemies of the whole world.

Blue Bird Sect seemed to have intentionally targeted Black Lotus Sanctuary. With a loud thud, the enormous Ming Luan landed next to Black Lotus Sanctuary. In an instant, where the blue light of the Great Saint shone, the Heaven and Earth Qi became as stable as a dog, without a trace of having been forcibly plundered.

Hmph–!

A cold snort came, and a Half-step Great Saint from Black Lotus Sanctuary showed a look of rage. Stepping out from the crowd, he looked up at the Ming Luan, with Yang Zhen almost fearing the old man would be treated as an insect and gobbled up by the big bird.

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“It’s gonna start!”

Yang Zhen’s face showed an interested expression, and he hurriedly brought out a stool to sit on, but before he could take out any sunflower seeds or peanuts, Qi Yunling shook her head and said, “There won’t be a fight.”

“Why not?” Yang Zhen was startled and asked in surprise.

With such a tense confrontation, it was a bit out of character for the age of the Great Desolation for it not to result in a fight.

As they walked towards the direction of the Blue Bird Sect, Qi Yunling explained while walking: “At this time, almost all major forces have some grudges with one another, gathering together in search of the Reincarnation Clock, so it’s quite difficult for a big fight to break out.”

Yang Zhen pouted, somewhat unwillingly put away the stool, and followed behind Qi Yunling and the others towards the Blue Bird Sect.

Just then, a chorus of gasps came from all around, enough to make Yang Zhen’s hair stand on end and a shiver run down his spine.

Damnit, such a unified gasp, they must’ve seen some national beauty to be this synchronized.

“The Blue Bird Saintess!”

Qi Yunling suddenly cried out with a face full of excitement, “I didn’t expect the Blue Bird Saintess to come.”

The Blue Bird Saintess?

Yang Zhen listened, taken aback. What a grand title, to be known as a saintly spirit from ancient times?

Looking in the direction everyone was gazing, Yang Zhen’s eyes immediately widened.

Descending from atop the Ming Luan, a procession of women appeared, the one in the lead with hair cascading like a waterfall, dressed in blue robes that fluttered like the luan, giving Yang Zhen the feeling of beholding a fairy.

Truly deserving the title of Blue Bird Saintess, even her facial expressions had a touch of divinity, especially her graceful figure, which was enveloped in a cyan light, captivating those who beheld her.

What surprised Yang Zhen even more was that this Blue Bird Saintess, who appeared to be about his age, already possessed a cultivation at the peak of the Half-step Great Saint, seemingly on the verge of an epiphany that could break through to the Saint Realm at any moment.

Truly an impressive woman!

Yang Zhen took a deep breath. In both appearance and temperament, this woman could match any young maiden, and she even had a more ethereal aura than Han Yan’er.

As the Blue Bird Saintess gracefully moved, it seemed as if the air around her congealed, and Yang Zhen fancied he could hear many nearby swallowing hard, prompting him to wipe the corner of his mouth with a look of disdain.

Pah!

Haven’t you seen a woman before?

Ah?

Really can’t stay focused!

Yang Zhen wore a scornful expression on his face, maintaining a focus internally, admiring the Blue Bird Saintess, and walking behind Qi Yunling like a wholesome big brother from next door that one could rely on.

Bertie’s eyes went wide, nearly bumping into Yang Zhen’s back, earning a contemptuous look from Yang Zhen who then patted Bertie’s shoulder and said, “Buddy, you still need some practice.”

“Practice? Practice what?” Bertie was completely clueless.

Yang Zhen gestured subtly and said, “First, wipe that drool off your face.”

Bertie’s complexion changed dramatically as he hurriedly wiped his face, though there was no drool to be found, and immediately flared up in anger, glaring at Yang Zhen and saying, “You scoundrel, are you messing with me?”

Yang Zhen waved his hand dismissively, maintaining his inner focus on the Blue Bird Saintess with an air of being lost in meditation, and spoke as if he were an old monk settling into quietude, “Sorry, my mistake.”

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