Chapter 1051: Chapter 1078: Sanhua is Not a Flower! Sanhua is a Flower! (Second update) Chapter 1051: Chapter 1078: Sanhua is Not a Flower! Sanhua is a Flower! (Second update) “Where did they go?”

Feeling Yang Zhen’s rage, the cheap cat sneered and said, “Kid, don’t glare at me like that. It’s a good thing that Hua Girl was taken away.”

Dammit!

His wife was taken away, and that’s a good thing?

Yang Zhen nearly kicked the cheap cat flying with one foot.

The cheap cat hurriedly said, “Kid, don’t get violent just yet. Don’t you want to know why the Flowerless Saint isn’t giving you trouble anymore?”

“Yeah, why?” Yang Zhen asked curiously. What’s with this name, Flowerless Saint–it sounds so lame!

Han Yan’er said with a smile, “Senior Mei knew your sister from before, no, I should say Senior Mei knew the Tri-Floral Saintess, and they had a considerable connection. Senior Mei’s trouble with you wasn’t because of you, but because of your sister.”

At this revelation, Yang Zhen was completely dumbfounded, asking with a blank expression, “What exactly is going on? Hurry up and clarify, this is all over the place–when will it end?”

Han Yan’er took a deep breath and said, “The Tri-Floral Saintess was a great saint of the early Great Desolation era, with four saints–Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju–under her command. This Senior Mei is a descendant of Mei the Saint, who has followed your sister’s family for generations. Now that she has found your sister, her attitude is extremely respectful. She said she wanted to take your sister back to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, which is why they left together.”

Yang Zhen’s heart skipped a beat, and he said with wide eyes, “Foolish! You guys are really foolish! The Tri-Floral Saintess’s original soul hasn’t perished; if the young lady goes to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, isn’t that like walking into a trap?”

At this, Yang Zhen drew the Great Missing Sword with a whoosh, threw the cheap cat onto his shoulder, and asked, “Do either of you know where the Tri-Floral Sanctuary is located?”

Seeing his reaction, Han Yan’er hurriedly said, “Yang Zhen, don’t panic, let me finish.”

How could Yang Zhen not be in a hurry? A mere soul fragment nearly cost the young lady her life, and now she was taken to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary by Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju. It was very likely that the original soul of the Tri-Floral Saintess was there. If that was the case, the young lady was in danger.

“The original soul of the Tri-Floral Saintess has already perished!” Han Yan’er grasped Yang Zhen and said.

“Dead?” Yang Zhen was taken aback and asked in surprise, “How did she die?”

Han Yan’er inhaled deeply and said, “Otherwise, why do you think Senior Mei came to find your sister? It was because of a saying from the original soul of the Tri-Floral Saintess that Senior Mei specially came to seek out your sister.”

Hearing that the original soul of the Tri-Floral Saintess had already perished, Yang Zhen let out a sigh of relief. If that was the case, then surely the so-called Senior Mei had taken the young lady to inherit the Tri-Floral Sanctuary.

Despite this, Yang Zhen couldn’t shake an uneasy feeling.

The Tri-Floral Sanctuary, the Tri-Floral Saintess, Hua Youyue, all kinds of karma were at play–no longer within Yang Zhen’s control.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Yang Zhen stared at Han Yan’er and asked, “What exactly did that Senior Mei say?”

“Senior Mei said, ‘The three flowers aren’t flowers, and yet they are. Since the three flowers cannot reunite, heaven and earth can only sustain one.’ The Tri-Floral Saintess said with a smile before perishing, ‘Let’s say I’ve become the way that was severed.'”
As Han Yan’er spoke these words, there was a strange look on her face.

The way that was severed!

Yang Zhen felt a strange stir in his heart; he couldn’t help feeling a sense of pity for the Tri-Floral Saintess.

When speaking such words, the Tri-Floral Saintess must have been in deep sorrow–after all, no one wants to become the severed way.

And Hua Youyue, the reason she went to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary was probably not just to inherit it–such behavior didn’t fit her character.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, turned around, and left the thatched hut, saying, “Regardless, I won’t be at ease until I see the young lady. Let’s head to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary to see for ourselves.”

The cheap cat glared and said, “Goddamnit, kid, this thatched hut that I built with the effort of nine cats and two tigers, are you just going to leave it here?”

Yang Zhen waved his hand dismissively and said, “The previous generations plant trees, so the later ones can enjoy the shade; consider it a good deed.”

“Tsch, you’re the one lacking morals; your whole family lacks morals.”

“Then why don’t you carry it yourself?”

“Tsch, you think I’m an idiot?”

“I don’t think you’re an idiot; you are definitely an idiot. But, you did build a good house. When it’s time for me, the Sao Saint, to retire to the woods, build about seventy or eighty for me.”

“Build… build so many for what?”

“The Sao Saint has many monkey children, is that not enough?”

“…That’ll do!”

Han Yan’er: “…”

…

Han Yan’er and the others were still in the Central Court, within a large mountain.

After finding out the location of the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, Yang Zhen still had a sliver of anticipation in his heart.

He had always heard about various Sacred Lands, but Yang Zhen had never visited any of them. Now that he suddenly had the opportunity to visit one, his curiosity was indeed piqued.

Although this Sacred Land belonged to the Tri-Floral Saintess, or rather, the young miss’s past life, wasn’t the young miss’s past life her own?

And what belonged to the young miss was also Yang Zhen’s, right?

At this point, Yang Zhen understood why the Flowerless Saint had initially taken a dislike to him, wanting to cause him trouble, but later started to look on him favorably.

After all, my bro might be considered half a Lord of a Sacred Land!

A Sacred Land, ah. Yang Zhen really wanted to see what a Sacred Land from the Great Desolation era looked like.

Along the way, Yang Zhen subtly inquired about many things related to the Great Desolation era from Cheap Cat’s mouth.

Cheap Cat, that bastard, could only occasionally remember things; he couldn’t be directly asked because if you asked him directly, he would surely know nothing.

To Yang Zhen, it seemed as if Cheap Cat didn’t want to recall things from the past.

“Kid, are you sure you want to go to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary now?”

On the way, the two of them and one cat had always been careful to avoid others. Now, almost everyone in the Central Court was searching for Yang Zhen’s whereabouts, and it would be a hassle if these people found them.

After evading a group of Half-step Great Saints, Cheap Cat sneakily looked around and, with an air of leisure, asked Yang Zhen while glancing at him sideways.

Yang Zhen knew why Cheap Cat was asking this and, after pondering for a moment, said, “I’m worried about the young miss.”

Cheap Cat curled his lip and said, “You can rest assured on that. The Heartless Saint is very respectful towards Hua Youyue, so there’s no danger for her. But as for you, once you show your face to the world, an untold number of people might want to trouble you.”

Yang Zhen glared and said, “Who doesn’t have a temper? Let them come; this Sao Saint will just have them pay an intelligence tax!”

“What’s an intelligence tax?” Cheap Cat asked curiously.

“The price you pay for your own ignorance!” Yang Zhen replied with a smirk.

“Damn, you really are arrogant,” Cheap Cat said with an expression of awe.

Yang Zhen hunched his neck and looked around with a wary face, as if afraid someone might suddenly pop out.

“Still, that won’t work. Now I’m afraid of being found, which would delay this Sao Saint’s journey to find the young miss.”

Cheap Cat cackled wickedly, full of disdain. Then, as if something suddenly came to mind, he said, “Kid, I’ve just remembered something. Flowerless Saint mentioned once, after you wake up, to find Hua Girl at Qianyuan Ridge, not Tri-Floral Sanctuary.”

“What Qianyuan Ridge, isn’t it the Tri-Floral Sanctuary?” Yang Zhen was startled and stopped to ask.

Cheap Cat curled his lip and said, “How should I know why it’s Qianyuan Ridge? Maybe because their group won’t stay in the Tri-Floral Sanctuary for too long?”

Yang Zhen cursed under his breath, bewildered as he looked around and asked, “In this wilderness, where exactly is Qianyuan Ridge?”

Cheap Cat was also baffled and tentatively suggested, “How about we find someone to ask?”

“That’s the only option!” Yang Zhen turned to look at Han Yan’er and asked, “Did Flowerless Saint really say that?”

Han Yan’er gave Yang Zhen an annoyed glance and said, “What Flowerless Saint, it’s Heartless Saint. I didn’t hear these words, but Cheap Cat spent more time with Heartless Saint these past few days. If it says so, it must be true.”

Yang Zhen took a deep breath and roared towards the sky, “Yang Zhen is here, who dares to battle me!”

Cheap Cat jumped three feet high, his face full of amazement as he exclaimed, “Kid, have you lost your mind? Do you know what the cost of your shouting will be?”

Swish swish swish, several figures rushed towards them. Yang Zhen pointed at the incoming people and said, “Of course I know, but if it weren’t like this, we’d have to go around asking people, how troublesome.”

Cheap Cat: “…”

Han Yan’er: “…”