Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 44 Leaving
Yang Zhu grabbed the saint's leg bone in his hand. He used his body to hit it many times, but failed to leave any cracks on it.

As expected, everyone below the level of a saint is an ant. Even the remaining leg bones have such power. One can imagine how terrifying the person was.

"Brother Yang Zhu! That..."

Duan De looked at the leg bone with his eyes shining, and he rushed to Yang Zhu's side with a smile on his face, almost in a flattering manner.

"Take the broken bowl in exchange."

Yang Zhu interrupted him and said that every part of the saint's body was a treasure that could be used to refine supreme magic weapons and its value was inestimable.

In today's age when saints do not appear, it is even more precious and hard to come by!
"Forget it... Forget it. Master Rong will think about it for a while."

Duan De had no choice but to shut up after hearing this. If it were someone else, he might have resorted to dirty tricks, but facing Yang Zhu...

Just thinking about it makes me feel a chill down my neck.

It was precisely because he had witnessed Yang Zhu's strength many times that Duan De did not dare to have any evil thoughts.

"What should we do? Even the Grand Elder has been beheaded..."

"I don't want to die!"

Chi Li, the strongest in the pavilion, was killed with great force, and the remaining people in Yaoque Pavilion became lambs to be slaughtered, at the mercy of others.

An oppressive atmosphere of death made them despair.

"How do they handle it?"

Duan De looked at the disciples of Yaoque Pavilion. He was not a bloodthirsty person. He just wrote after venting his anger and did not want to kill them all.

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining disciples of Yaoque Pavilion seemed to see a glimmer of hope. They all turned their eyes to Yang Zhu, so nervous that they dared not breathe.

"Looking at their cultivation, they should not have devoured the origin. Let them leave on their own."

If one wants to devour the origin to improve his cultivation, one undoubtedly needs an extremely terrifying amount of it. Even normal elders are not qualified, let alone disciples.

"Thank you very much..."

Hearing this, everyone felt relieved, and had a kind of joy of surviving a calamity. They did not dare to delay, and while expressing their gratitude, they quickly fled, fearing that Yang Zhu would return.

However, some people would rather die than surrender, and rushed towards Yang Zhu regardless of life or death.

Yang Zhu didn't even bother to look at these people. He just raised his hand and beat them into ashes.

His spiritual consciousness spread to every corner of Yaoque Pavilion. Yang Zhu stretched out his big hand, uprooted a small mountain, and then fished out an iron cage.

There was a little boy locked inside. He was wearing tattered clothes and curled up in a corner of the cage. He was half squatting and hugging his knees tightly. His small body was shaking constantly.

Since it was caught not long ago and hadn’t been eaten yet, it was not a wasted trip.

"follow me."

Yang Zhu was friendly to Taoism and soon discovered that there was a demon palace with extremely rich spiritual energy. He guessed that this was the treasure house of the Demon Palace.

Duan De put the iron cage and the boy into the broken bowl, and then followed Yang Zhu into a remote demon palace, which was very inconspicuous compared to the others.

The moment they opened the door, they saw elixirs, rare treasures, and some magical instruments all over the floor. These treasures were the accumulation of Yaoque Pavilion over hundreds of years, and they were all here.

"Haha, I know my trip was not in vain!"

Duan De's eyes turned green, the corners of his mouth stretched to his ears, and he wished he could throw himself on her.

"King of Medicine?"

Among the spiritual medicines, Yang Zhu soon found a king of medicine, which was a rare treasure from heaven and earth. It had to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time to grow.

Although it cannot be compared with the elixir of immortality, it is more than enough to extend one's lifespan by thousands of years. It is rare even in the holy land.

Yang Zhu put away the Medicine King, and then picked up a few treasures that he liked, and the rest gave all to Duan De.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest originally wanted to fight for the King of Medicine, but after Yang Zhu gave him the remaining thousands of spiritual herbs, he had no choice but to "let the greater benevolence be taken into account". "Isn't this better than tomb robbing?"

Duan De looted all kinds of treasures, and experienced the feeling of "filling a sack with money". He looked cunning and seemed to deserve a beating.

After the search was complete, the two left the place immediately without further delay.

As soon as they left, the demons who were watching rushed over and began to plunder other demon palaces, all hoping to make a fortune.

The elders of Yaoque Pavilion who were outside rushed back and saw that most of the Yaoque Pavilion had collapsed and the nearby mountains were destroyed. They were suddenly shocked as if they had been struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

"you……"

They wanted to do something, but found themselves powerless. The crowd was like a swarm of locusts, and anything that looked good was snatched away.

Many of them had some friendship with Yaoque Pavilion. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down. Once you fall, your old friends may become one of the "executioners" and stab you in the back.

On this day, Nanling was shaken again.

The controversy surrounding Yang Zhu swept through again, spreading quickly through word of mouth and the domain gate.

"The Holy Body Dao Embryo has taken action again. He even killed a strong man from the Fourth Level of the Fourth Extreme?!"

"Too terrifying. Is there any genius of the same generation who can rival him?"

The Holy Body and Tao Embryo uprooted the Yaoque Pavilion, and a force that had been passed down for more than a thousand years disappeared.

People were astonished. The Holy Body and the Taoist Fetus were already showing a trend of being invincible, which moved many major sects. They began to hesitate whether to make friends with it or strangle it in the cradle?
Those who are under the greatest pressure are the geniuses of the younger generation.

It was a golden age, with all the geniuses and divine bodies emerging. One Southern Demon was already troublesome enough, and now an even more powerful Yang Zhu appeared.

They even have the heart to curse people, how can they let people live?

"Think about it from another perspective. The pressure on the Saint Son of Yaoguang from the East Desert and others should be even greater, right? After all, the Saint Body Dao Embryo came from there."

Some people were also thankful that the Holy Son Yaoguang was at the peak of his career and the Ji family had unrivaled divine bodies. If they met Yang Zhu, who knows what kind of sparks would be created?
Near South City.

As the sun sets, the dim afterglow falls on a remote village with only a dozen households. Although it is a little poor, it is quiet and beautiful.

"Mom...mother!"

A little boy wearing clean clothes ran towards one of the houses, his face full of innocence, shouting as he ran.

"Xiao Le...is this my Xiao Le?"

A woman walked out of the house holding a girl. The moment she saw the little boy, she could no longer hold back her tears and streamed down her cheeks.

"Are you okay? I thought I would never see you again..."

The woman checked the boy from head to toe and found him unharmed. She couldn't believe her eyes and didn't want to wake up even if it was just a dream.

The boy shook his head and looked back: "My two brothers saved me. One is very handsome and the other is very fat..."

A few miles away from the mountains, Yang Zhu and his companion stood on the top of a mountain, watching quietly as the little boy reached home safely.

"Damn it, I saved this kid in vain, and he actually said that I'm fat..."

The unscrupulous Taoist priest sneezed and muttered.

"It's time to go back to the Eastern Wilds." Yang Zhu said. Things were done, and it was time to set off back to the Eastern Wilds.

"I'll go with you, Daoye."

"You're not staying here?"

"The tombs in Nanling are too poor. I am too lazy to continue digging here. The East Wasteland is more fertile, but I am always being hunted down..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)