Chapter 454: Chapter 460: I Have Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Damn it!

For some reason, everyone looking at Yang Zhen felt an impulse to strangle him.

Being able to assist the number one beauty of Northern Island, the Saintess of the Ancient Spirit Race, in surviving her ordeal and protecting her path—with crystals to boot—why did such good luck fall on Yang Zhen?

And yet, Yang Zhen reluctantly accepted the two storage rings with a difficult expression on his face, sighed and said, “Doing business these days isn’t easy. To make some crystals, I have to take such great risks.”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, even Elder Qian felt the urge to strangle him.

Peak Master Mo, with an awkward smile on his face, stepped forward: “Everyone, the time for the opening of the Mobei Abyss isn’t long now. Please head to the main hall.”

When everyone arrived at the main hall, Peak Master Mo got straight to the point: “Since everyone is here, you are all ready to venture into the Mobei Abyss. We have confirmed that the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern exists within the Mobei Abyss. However, we have not confirmed the rumors that the inheritance of an Emperor exists there.”

Elder Qian chuckled, “Whether or not there’s an Emperor’s inheritance is secondary. Not long ago, the Elder of our clan used the Heavenly Calamity Skill to predict the Mobei Abyss and found that there is a great deal of instability within. Regardless of whether there is an Emperor’s inheritance or not, it is a place that can threaten the safety of Northern Island. Logically and morally, we of the Ancient Spirit Race have no reason to ignore this.”

“A threat to the safety of Northern Island?” The Sha Clan Elder was shocked and looked at Elder Qian in disbelief, asking for confirmation, “Elder Qian, this matter is of great importance. Are you sure about this?”

Elder Qian let out a bitter smile and said, “Honestly, I would rather this be an error in the calculation of the clan elder’s Heavenly Calamity Skill, but the likelihood is very low.”

Upon hearing this, everyone inhaled sharply, their faces full of astonishment.

“If there truly are destabilizing factors within the Mobei Abyss that threaten the safety of Northern Island, then we must enter it!” Palace Master Liu said solemnly, “The matter of entering the Mobei Abyss, I urge the Saint of the Ke Clan, Lin, to lead.”

Upon hearing this, Saint Lin stepped forward from the crowd, shooting a deep glance at Yang Zhen. With an uncertain expression, he declared loudly, “Since I now possess the Iron Battle Dress and can attract the Death Zy, I naturally won’t refuse this duty. However… I have only just gotten the Iron Battle Dress and have not fully mastered it. To avoid any accidents, I suggest that Yang Zhen’s pets, the Scumbag Cat and Saucy Chicken, accompany me. Does Brother Yang agree?”

Yang Zhen was taken aback, sighed and said, “This isn’t about whether I agree or not. For the sake of Northern Island, does it matter if I disagree? If something happens to Saint Lin that causes the Death Zy to go astray and result in heavy casualties, I will also be to blame. However…”

Upon hearing the first half of Yang Zhen’s statement, everybody nodded subconsciously. But his statement left them all confused, looking at Yang Zhen with suspicious faces.

“However, what?” Saint Lin’s eyes flashed with annoyance. He had gradually realized that Yang Zhen, the bastard, had deliberately sold the Iron Battle Dress to him for the express purpose of using him to lure the Death Zy away.

How could this treacherous man possibly undertake such a dangerous task himself?

Right now, Yang Zhen’s trailing statement only reinforced Saint Lin’s suspicions. No matter what reason Yang Zhen gave next, Saint Lin knew he had to find a way to drag the Scumbag Cat and Saucy Chicken into it.

Scumbag Cat and Saucy Chicken looked at each other, anger flashing in their eyes as they stared at Saint Lin.

Saint Lin scoffed, without a hint of anger. Instead, he even winked at the two of them, indicating that he would have both the Scumbag Cat and the Saucy Chicken, no matter what Yang Zhen said.

At this moment, Yang Zhen took a deep breath and regretfully said, “The blame is on me. You see, I suffer from a serious case of OCD. That day, not smashing the Iron Battle Dress upset me so much that when I saw Scumbag Cat’s Black Panther Battle Armor and the fighter jet inside Saucy Chicken, I couldn’t bear it. So… So…”

When everyone heard this, they all had a bad premonition. Even Saint Lin’s face turned ashen.

As expected, Yang Zhen sighed again before saying remorsefully, “So, when Scumbag Cat and Saucy Chicken were not looking, I smashed their flying machines to pieces, too shattered to assemble again.”

“What?” The Saint stepped back two steps, looking at Yang Zhen in shock and anger, “You … you destroyed it, you … this wasteful bastard!”

“I didn’t want to either!” Yang Zhen complained, “Who knew I had OCD, this terrible disease. The things I can accept must be close to perfect. I know there’s almost no such thing as perfection. Even the Thousand-Spirit Saintess, almost perfect, her chest is a bit small. If it were as big as madam’s, that would be perfection.”

“Damn it!”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Elder Qian looked furious, glaring at Yang Zhen fiercely.

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess was taken aback and subconsciously glanced at Hua Youyue’s chest.

Indeed, her chest was not as large as Hua Youyue’s!

Seeing Elder Qian, the grouchy old man, gearing up for a tirade, Yang Zhen hurriedly explained, “It’s just a metaphor, don’t you understand? Calm down, old friend. I won’t raise this issue anymore.”

“You think there will be a next time?” Elder Qian snorted coldly, although he was still angry, at least he didn’t go into a rage again.

The Saint also snorted coldly, giving Yang Zhen a glare, then turned to the cat and the chicken, “Is what Yang Zhen said true?”

The cat cringed, looking even more wronged than Yang Zhen, pointing to him and said, “Don’t mention this bastard to me, I’ve decided to break up with him for ten days.”

“Break up!” The chicken also looked furious, but its expression seemed a bit false.

At this point, only the Saint could complete this glorious and arduous task in the entire hall. Even if he absolutely didn’t want to, there was no choice for him.

The Elders of the two clans stared at Yang Zhen deeply and said in a deep voice, “If that’s the case, then let the Saint go alone to lure those Death Zy beasts. However, I heard that the Thousand-Spirit Saintess has a kind of method that can temporarily confuse those Death Zy, why not let the Thousand-Spirit Saintess assist from the side?”

Upon hearing this, Elder Qian looked uncomfortable!

Seeing Yang Zhen’s gleeful expression, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess suddenly spoke with a calm expression, “I… I’m about to not suppress my realm anymore, if I rashly make a move, I’m afraid I will have to face the tribulation in the Mobei Abyss.”

The expressions of the elders and the Saint both froze, and they looked at each other blankly, completely baffled, but didn’t doubt her words at all.

What a joke, would the Saintess of the Ancient Spirit Race lie?

But Yang Zhen found it astonishing. This girl was obviously not good at telling lies. This lie, which wasn’t exactly a lie, even made her face red.

While others didn’t doubt, Yang Zhen smirked, winking secretly at the Thousand-Spirit Saintess.

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess immediately turned her head away in embarrassment. Her beautiful face flushed red, causing the hearts of all men in the world to flutter, her milky white neck also turned red.

The cat and the chicken were still looking at each other, baffled by Yang Zhen’s bold claim.

Both the Black Panther Battle Armor and the fighter jet in the chicken were well-stored in their storage rings. When did Yang Zhen destroy them when they weren’t paying attention?

Motherfucker, they almost believed Yang Zhen’s words.