Chapter 1058: Chapter 1085: Playing You! (Three more) Chapter 1058: Chapter 1085: Playing You! (Three more) “Young Master Yang, have you discerned anything?”

The voice of Pure Spring Saintess tinkled like a clear spring, making Yang Zhen feel as though he were bathing in the breezes of spring.

Look, this is the demeanor a disciple from the Great Sect should carry. They haven’t even gotten angry, so why are you all flustered?

Hearing the inquiry of Pure Spring Saintess, Yang Zhen decisively let his gaze rest above her chest… on her eyes, smiling as he shook his head, “How could I, a lowly one, discern anything, Saintess?”

Pure Spring Saintess suddenly flashed a smile, causing everyone to gape in astonishment, with some even hastily wiping their drool.

“Young Master Yang, could it be that you don’t believe in a woman’s intuition?”

Yang Zhen was taken aback, not expecting Pure Spring Saintess to even bring up something as formidable as a sixth sense.

Plainly speaking, without any benefit, why would I, Sao Saint, bother pretending?

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, “My name is Yang Pipi, Saintess can just call me Yang Pipi, or simply Pipi!”

Pure Spring Saintess was startled, then smilingly said, “That’s an amusing name, but Young Master Yang, you haven’t answered my question yet.”

Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, Light Dust Holy Son snorted coldly, saying, “What could he discern? If he could identify the problem, he wouldn’t practice this way anymore. Lad, today is your good fortune. Don’t talk too much. There’s an even more painful process ahead; you just need to listen carefully.”

Seeing the look Light Dust Holy Son gave Pure Spring Saintess, Yang Zhen was stunned. Damn, in this day and age, can even a eunuch pursue a beauty?

Yang Zhen grinned innocently and said, “Thanks to the several seniors for lifting me up. I just don’t know why Light Dust Holy Son isn’t lifting?”

“Why should I lift you up?” Light Dust Holy Son scoffed coldly, his face suddenly contorting, as he glared deathly at Yang Zhen, looking like he wanted to devour him.

The blood color that had just returned to Chu LiuHua’s face vanished completely.

“What are you trying to say?” Light Dust Holy Son stared down Yang Zhen word by word, his body suddenly bursting forth with a storm-like Tiaoist details, enveloping Yang Zhen.

“No matter what you want to say, since you have been chosen by us today, let me see if I can help you break your shackles and overcome your bottleneck!”

Boom–!

The terrifying Tiaoist details erupted, causing Yang Zhen to stagger immediately and begin to feel the pain.

Chu LiuHua’s eyes widened, a look of disbelief on her face as she murmured, “So, the legend is true.”

Her voice was very soft; if Yang Zhen hadn’t been close to Chu LiuHua, he wouldn’t have heard it, let alone understood it.

Legends don’t arise from thin air; since there is a legend, it must be true.

Just as expressions of horror appeared on people’s faces, Yang Zhen suddenly let out a strange cry and looked towards Pure Spring Saintess saying, “Saintess, save me! I’m dying, I’m dying, I am going to die!”

Pure Spring Saintess frowned and looked at Light Dust Holy Son, speaking softly, “Holy Son Luo, this might not be appropriate?”

Light Dust Holy Son snorted coldly, seemingly unwilling to give face to Pure Spring Saintess, while a Red-faced Saint Realm elder chuckled, saying, “I didn’t expect Light Dust Holy Son’s Tiaoist Feeling to be so refined. Although it’s somewhat painful and tormenting for young friend Yang, there are still quite a few benefits.”

Benefit my ass!

Yang Zhen glanced at the red-faced elder. Even if there are benefits, one must be alive to receive them. Under such suppression, if Yang Zhen couldn’t withstand it, he would surely meet with a demise that obliterated both body and Dao.

Even though Light Dust Holy Son could control the intensity, who knows if any ‘accidents’ might happen during the process?

Light Dust Holy Son was already controlling the intensity, yet Yang Zhen still couldn’t hold on, either dying or suffering severe injuries–who could be blamed?

Pure Spring Saintess suddenly spoke up, “Aligning together parallely, missing fire and invoking metal, placing Nascent Soul in the fire, following the heavens to complete eight microcosmic orbits.”

Hearing Pure Spring Saintess’s words, the surrounding people treated them like treasure. Yang Zhen, momentarily startled, soon understood and followed the method prescribed by Pure Spring Saintess, and indeed he felt much better.

Light Dust Holy Son’s face showed a trace of displeasure, glancing at Pure Spring Saintess, he said, “It seems the Pure Spring Saintess can’t wait to start the debate, offering a method of supplementing metal with fire. I just wonder how you are going to respond if I add some water.”

Hum–!

A sound like the surge of an ocean wave reached them, and within Light Dust Holy Son’s Tiaoist details, tiny splashes of water appeared, following the Tiaoist power into Yang Zhen’s body.

The microcosmic orbit method that Yang Zhen had just formed was abruptly shattered. Fortunately, Yang Zhen reacted swiftly, otherwise, if it had been someone else, they likely would have already been spitting blood and injured.

At that moment, Pure Spring Saintess suddenly spoke again, “Part from water, bringer of calamity, extinguish fire and wear away metal?”

After saying this, Pure Spring Saintess pondered for a moment, somewhat unexpectedly glancing at Yang Zhen, and then continued, “Nascent Soul seals four, paths diverge into three, utilizing three days to operate heaven, earth, and man; stop water, extinguish fire, encircle metal!”

Yang Zhen, in excruciating pain, had already thought of this method before Pure Spring Saintess and had naturally begun to implement it.

At this point, it had become more than just a debate about Dao.

Pure Spring Saintess could feel that Light Dust Holy Son was making things difficult for Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen was undergoing such torment because of her, so Pure Spring Saintess had no choice but to keep helping Yang Zhen resolve the issues.

The surrounding crowd listened mesmerized, almost memorizing all the operational methods demonstrated, yet the looks they gave Yang Zhen began to show pity.

Especially Chu LiuHua, who was hesitant to speak and even tried several times to assist Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen, however, didn’t feel anything; such debates might be valuable to others, but to him, they were somewhat trivial.

Just as everyone was getting a bit tense, Yang Zhen suddenly exclaimed, “Alright, alright, the Three Talents Array truly works, but …”
“But what?” Pure Spring Saintess paused, curiously asking.

Yang Zhen glanced at Light Dust Holy Son, then said, “But with heavenly elements reverting to three, the Three Talents Array conceals a chilling Heavenly Elemental Array. If the celestial elements fall into ruin, wouldn’t I be rendered impotent too?”

What does he mean by being rendered impotent?

Hearing this, the surrounding crowd almost burst into laughter.

Light Dust Holy Son didn’t laugh, almost rushing to hug Yang Zhen’s legs and calling him ‘dear dad’.

God damn it, who knows how many years Light Dust Holy Son had wanted to discuss this issue with Pure Spring Saintess.

Pure Spring Saintess was well aware of the effects of the Heavenly Elemental Array inside the human body, and to address Light Dust Holy Son’s problem, only she could be consulted.

But this kind of issue, how could it be discussed openly?

Hearing that Yang Zhen so blatantly asked, besides being amazed, Light Dust Holy Son almost broke down crying.

It was great, this problem had finally surfaced in front of Pure Spring Saintess, truly a blessing from heaven, a blessing!

Countless eyes were now fixed on Pure Spring Saintess.

Pure Spring Saintess’s complexion paused, and her jade-like face slightly reddened in possibly annoyed contemplation of Yang Zhen. Perhaps because the issue really existed, Pure Spring Saintess did not burst into anger; instead, she took a deep breath and slowly said, “Clarify the problem you’re facing.”

Light Dust Holy Son’s heart was pounding, almost kicking Yang Zhen aside to discuss the problem himself.

But it didn’t matter; as long as it was about the power of the Heavenly Elemental Array converging inside the body, it could be resolved.

In the entire teahouse, there was no one who wanted Yang Zhen to speak out more urgently than Light Dust Holy Son.

Little did they know, Yang Zhen was already overjoyed inside, yet he appeared increasingly respectful on the surface.

Academic issues, why should there be any taboo?

Yang Zhen glanced at Light Dust Holy Son, his face showing a humble and simple expression as he said, “I just tried it, and if the Three Talents fail, and the dual elements dominate, then the vital energy will scorch and the lone Yang will not rise. In the long run, the face turns pale with red lips, hidden darkness at the brow, eye sockets beginning to sink, appearing more melancholic and profound, but actually … impotent, wouldn’t that be a disaster? I don’t even have descendants yet.”

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, especially the few at the Saint Realm, all showing surprise as they looked at Yang Zhen, then slowly turned their gaze towards Light Dust Holy Son.

Face pale, lips red, hidden darkness at the brow, appearing melancholic and profound, but actually …
God damn it, this seemed to describe Light Dust Holy Son?

Light Dust Holy Son’s face turned from ashen to red, glaring at Yang Zhen as he roared, “Are you messing with me?”

“Yes!” Yang Zhen grinned.

You damn well wanted to kill me, so what’s wrong with me messing with you?

I’m messing with you!

Pure Spring Saintess’s face was full of astonishment.