this infinite world

"Sorry... I said some useless nonsense."

After Yang Yun finished speaking, it was a long while before Zheng Zha's voice sounded again.

The man exhaled deeply. Although the worry in his eyes had not completely dissipated, he was no longer confused. He said softly, "I thought too much at the time and took myself too seriously... We are not unique, we just happened to be at the center of the storm."

"We are currently still far from being exposed to most of the secrets and truths of this multiverse."

Yang Yun laughed and said, "It's okay. After all, you haven't seen much of the world... In my opinion, you just haven't seen enough, so you were frightened by the heavy pressure for a while, that's all."

"…Why do I feel like you are saying that we are bad in disguise?"

Zheng Zha originally thought it was reasonable, but after a second thought, he felt something was not right, and immediately looked at Yang Yun with some suspicion: "It's as if there are tall saints and cultivators holding up the sky even if it collapses."

"Let me correct you. It's just that you are not very good at it. There is no other meaning." Yang Yun stretched out his hand and made a solemn statement.

"You must have seen a lot of the world, right?" Zheng Zha said unconvincedly, "After all, I have unlocked the fourth-order advanced gene lock, and I also have 'Primordial-Creation of the World'. How can I be worse than you?"

——That’s not necessarily true. Whether it’s the secrets of the multiverse or the secrets I’ve witnessed with my own eyes, I know too much, but a large part of it is not convenient to say it directly...

Thinking of the end of the old era and the birth of the new era, as well as the three figures independent of the multiverse, Yang Yun smiled. However, he did not say it clearly, but said in a joking tone: "I am telling the truth. Although you have unlocked the fourth-order advanced gene lock, the strongest enemy you have fought is only the non-face who fought with me before, right?"

Although he had fought against Dr. Manhattan in the last Watchmen, thinking about the situation at that time, even if Zheng Zha was thick-skinned, he couldn't say "Dr. Manhattan is the strongest enemy I have ever fought" against his conscience: "...So what?"

"It's nothing, just admit it."

Seeing Zheng Zha admit it, Yang Yun smiled even more happily: "And you were basically beaten the whole time before. Not only did you die more than a thousand times, but you were almost always killed instantly during the process..."

"Get lost! Haven't you died more than a thousand times like me? And you've died more than me, right?"

Seeing Yang Yun's smug look, Zheng Zha, who was so angry, fiercely raised his middle finger and said, "Didn't I make the final crucial output? If it weren't for my 'Honghuang - Creation of the World', could your 'Guangfeng' have secured victory in one fell swoop?"

"Indeed, even if we were almost on good terms in that battle, after that, I not only fought against Chi You, who had transformed into the Doomsday, but also had another earth-shattering battle with Chong Lou in the New Immortal Realm."

When Zheng Zha took the bait as expected, Yang Yun's face immediately blossomed with a smile of success: "Look, I have fought against two saint-level enemies, and your record is still stuck at the time when we fought against Feimian together... And from what I can see, I'm afraid your clone has fought against more than one saint so far."

"Well……!"

After hearing what Yang Yun said, Zheng Zha immediately covered his chest and shook, as if he had been shot by an arrow. Before, he and Yang Yun had only been bickering with each other, but now when he mentioned his own clone, he was immediately stabbed in the heart and suffered real damage. How did that sentence go? You can lose to anyone, but you must never lose to yourself... After hearing what Yang Yun said, Zheng Zha suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of urgency and mission. After all, with the strength of his clone, it would be abnormal if he had never fought against a saint-level enemy. And now, Zheng Zha, who is only fighting against the non-faced immortal together with Yang Yun, is naturally in a backward position.

"...Chu Xuan, didn't you capture Feimian and put him in your Investiture of the Gods?"

If you want to become stronger, fighting against powerful enemies in order to break through in a life-and-death battle is the most convenient and fastest way. Thinking that his clone might be advancing rapidly on the road to becoming stronger, Zheng Zha didn't bother to argue with Yang Yun, and immediately looked at Chu Xuan and said, "How is he recovering now? Can you pull him out to fight with me for eight or ten games? I feel that if I can fight with him, I will definitely be able to improve in time and space..."

"Not yet."

As expected, Chu Xuan flatly rejected Zheng Zha's request: "Although the brainwashing has been basically completed, Feimian's true spirit still has not completely surrendered, and energy is always a problem. Even if you can really let him out to fight, it is impossible to still be at the same level as before."

"Is that so? Then I have to think of other ways..."

"Okay, let's stop talking about this topic."

Seeing Zheng Zha muttering to himself seriously, as if thinking about which saint-level enemies in the world he had experienced before were worth fighting, Yang Yun smiled and turned to Chu Xuan on the other side and said seriously: "So Chu Xuan, I'm going to look for the Five Spirit Beads next. Can you make me a Five Spirit Bead radar or something like that?"

"What do you take me for? Tinker Bell?"

Chu Xuan looked at Yang Yun expressionlessly and pushed up his glasses. Yang Yun responded with an equally serious look: "It's not Doraemon, it's Bulma. There is a difference between the two. Don't confuse them."

"Pfft..."

Although Yang Yun and Chu Xuan's expressions and tones were extremely serious, their words were quite funny. The whole conversation was full of black humor, which immediately made Cheng Xiao laugh. Facing the gazes of Yang Yun and Chu Xuan at the same time, he smiled and waved his hands: "Sorry, I couldn't help it for a moment..."

“There’s no need to create that kind of thing.”

After taking a glance at Cheng Xiao, Chu Xuan took out a jade slip from his storage bag. He closed his eyes and imprinted something on it, then handed it to Yang Yun. "Go directly to Miaojiang and give it to Saint Aunt. Whether it's the Five Spiritual Pearls or the 'God' of Nuwa that you're looking for, you can get it successfully."

"So simple?" Yang Yun took the jade slip doubtfully. After a quick glance, he found that what Chu Xuan engraved was not a message at all, but something like an identity certificate. "Is it okay? Last time, it was the same. You borrowed the three sets of the Nuwa clan just like that, and there was no explanation afterwards... Did you feed the Nuwa clan some kind of magic potion?"

"no problem."

Chu Xuan pushed his glasses calmly and said, "Just go straight ahead." (End of this chapter)