Chapter 423: Chapter 429: A Seductive Contest! (Fifth

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Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone in the room was stunned, clearly no one expected such a bold answer from Yang Zhen.

Hua Youyue looked dumbfounded at Yang Zhen, her beautiful face flushed red, and she stared at Yang Zhen in a mix of anger, amusement, and embarrassment.

Mo Xueling kicked Yang Zhen lightly, rather annoyed, saying, “Can’t you just be serious? Since you’re fine, do you remember the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern I mentioned to you?”

“Desolate Heavenly True Pattern?” Yang Zhen, taken aback by her words, nodded quickly and said, “Of course I remember! Do you know its location?”

Mo Xueling looked at Yang Zhen, who was clearly interested, she chuckled, “Of course I do. Not only me, but everyone here probably knows too.”

Yang Zhen looked at the crowd in confusion, pouting as he said, “Whom are you trying to fool? If so many people knew about it, the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern would have been taken long ago. Why would I have a chance?”

Peak Master Mo laughed and said, “Yang friend, there is something you don’t know. This matter of the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern is well known to the people present.”

“Oh?” Yang Zhen looked intrigued and asked, “What’s going on?”

Yang Zhen was truly interested in the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern because he had comprehended the Desolate Heavenly Skill from it. If he could refine the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern and combine it with the Desolate Heavenly Skill and the Genjin True Pattern he already had, how powerful would he become?

If there was a chance regarding this matter, it should naturally not be missed.

Peak Master Mo and others could clearly see Yang Zhen’s interest, smiled and said, “Since there is nothing urgent, why don’t you stay in Ink Pool Peak for a few days? We can discuss the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern in detail!”

Upon hearing Peak Master Mo’s words, Palace Master Liu laughed bitterly and said, “Brother Mo, you really have great plans. Before my words could reach his ears, you’re already finding ways to pull Young friend Yang into Ink Pool Peak.”

Peak Master Mo laughed loudly, looked at Palace Master Liu and said, “Brother Liu, I and Young friend Yang hit it off right away. My daughter is also his friend. It is my duty to host him. Are you suggesting that I let Yang pick a random place to stay?”

Mo Xueling’s eyes sparkled as she pulled Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er closer, saying, “Senior Sisters, you don’t have anything urgent, do you? Ling’er has a lot of cultivation questions she wants to ask you. Why not come to Ink Pool Peak with Yang Zhen?”

Having said that, Mo Xueling looked triumphantly at Yang Zhen, as if snatching Hua Youyue away would make Yang Zhen surrender.

Yang Zhen eyed Liu Palace Master and Peak Master Mo, two old guys, with suspicion, and then said with a pout, “Both of you, it’s better to make things clear. I’m the kind of person who makes too many traps. Big ones and small ones, even sometimes when I should not dig, I still do it casually. That’s not very good.”

Hearing this, Palace Master Liu and Peak Master Mo stared at each other, remaining in shocked silence between laughter and tears.

“It’s like this…” Peak Master Mo took a deep breath, and explained the situation to Yang Zhen, “The reason why no one has been able to refine the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern is that its location is too unique. We’ve been trying all sorts of methods to approach it since it was discovered fifteen years ago, all without success.”

Yang Zhen raised an eyebrow, “Wow, this place is so magical that so many Great Sects haven’t been successful?”

Damn, I knew it wouldn’t be that easy. How can something that many Great Sects failed at be simple?

Yang Zhen muttered in his heart. Old Man Mo indeed didn’t harbor good intentions, was he planning to exploit this Sao Saint’s strength? He wondered who gave him such confidence, thinking that holding onto him would give him a chance?

He seemed to overrate me, Yang Zhen, although I indeed think highly of myself.

Peak Master Mo and Palace Master Liu exchanged a glance, both giving the Sha Clan Elder a cautious look.

The attentive Sha Clan Elder froze at their hostile glance and harrumphed, declaring, “I don’t care at all!”

Yang Zhen looked at the proud old Sha Clan Elder as he left with his clansman, feeling even more curious. What was this mysterious thing?

Upon seeing the Sha Clan Elder departure, Peak Master Mo smilingly said, “In a short while, it will be the annual flying vehicle competition held once a year on Northern Island. At that time…”

“Hold on!” Yang Zhen’s eyes widened in surprise and he asked, “What competition?”

“The flying vehicle competition!” Peak Master Mo was stunned by Yang Zhen’s reaction and asked, “Is there a problem?”

“No, no, go on,” Yang Zhen said with a strange expression on his face. Is this still a world of practitioners? How could there be such a flamboyant event like a flying vehicle competition?

Flying vehicle? Airplane? Or flying boat?

Seeing Yang Zhen’s peculiar expression, Mo Xueling knew what Yang Zhen was thinking and explained, “Flying vehicles and flying boats are not the same. Compared with flying boats, flying vehicles are rather smaller, faster, more flexible, suitable for dealing with various situations in mid-air. The flying vehicle competition is actually an event prepared for entering the Mobei Abyss.”

At this point, Peak Master Mo interjected with a smile, “Over the past fifteen years, the flying vehicle competition has grown to a large scale, even practitioners from other places come from afar to participate, which is why the path of refining on Northern Island is so prosperous.”

Yang Zhen didn’t show much interest in the flying vehicle competition. How could any flying vehicle be more impressive than the technology of Planet Azure?

Compared to the flying vehicle competition, Yang Zhen was more curious about this Mobei Abyss. What kind of place it was that needed a flying vehicle to enter?

No, even with flying vehicles, these Northern Islanders had been unable to approach the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern successfully for fifteen years. They planted sesame seeds and harvested watermelons instead!

They hadn’t obtained the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern, but they did manage to develop the path of refining.

But as there was nothing else to do, Yang Zhen decided to accompany Peak Master Mo to marvel at the grandeur of Ink Pool Peak. Ironically, the most excited of the group was the cheeky cat, who kept pestering Mo Xueling, the exotic girl, asking about the flying vehicles.

Ink Pool Peak towered into the clouds yet remained perennially spring-like, with thick, swirling mists making it seem like a fairyland. The lush mountains were full of overlapping ridges and lofty, emerald peaks, inspiring awe in Yang Zhen.

Such a place was exactly what a Great Sect should look like.

Ink Pool Peak was the highest peak in the mountain range, with several waterfalls descending from the heavens with deafeningly thunderous roar upon impact with the ground, creating a myriad of splashes, making for a vibrant spectacle.

During this period, even without leaving his house, Yang Zhen could feel the fervor surrounding the flying vehicle competition in Northern Island.

All the disciples at Ink Pool Peak who were capable of refining had thought up various designs for flying vehicles. There were all kinds of them.

When Yang Zhen was sleeping at night, he could even hear various flying vehicles falling from the sky, crashing in a mess.

Even Mo Xueling had personally crafted a flying vehicle resembling a phoenix, only for her poor aesthetic choices to turn it into a wooden chicken, which the cheeky cat ridiculed as a cousin of the show-off chicken, resulting in a three-day chase from Mo Xueling and the show-off chicken.

During this time, beside leisurely touring mountains and waters with the young lady, Yang Zhen constantly heard that various Ancient tribes and the Shanggeng Secret Clan also participated, with their saints and saintess crafting incredibly amazing flying vehicles that outperformed all others.

One day, when the two of them were visiting the waterfall, Hua Youyue suddenly turned to Yang Zhen and said, “You are quite skilled in the path of refining. Why don’t you craft a flying vehicle?”

Yang Zhen was taken aback and asked, “What for? I am not particularly interested in that competition.”

Hua Youyue, serene as the moon and gentle as water, smiled and said, “But… I already know about you and the cheeky cat secretly gathering materials.”

Yang Zhen looked up at the waterfall, “Such beautiful water..”