The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

They believe that human monks are exaggerating the facts.

And now, he's starting to believe it.

At that moment, he clearly realized the gap between himself and the person in front of him.

At the same time, he regretted his recklessness.

But there's no going back in this world.

At the same time, his mind was filled with questions.

Isn't it said that Qin Yangjun is a sword cultivator?

But that punch was something only a body cultivator who cultivates strength to achieve enlightenment could deliver.

Moreover, his power has already surpassed his previous level.

That punch from him would be too much for anyone below the Mahayana level to withstand.

Is this something a sword cultivator can do?

Those people are probably lying.

Is this Qin Yangjun not a sword cultivator, but a body cultivator?

But... it's no use saying all that now. Am I really going to die here?

At this moment, Qin Yangjun descended from mid-air. At this time, Liaogu also noticed that Qin Yangjun's attention was on the tortoise shell above his head.

He acquired the tortoise shell at an underwater auction; it appears to have been dug up by a sea creature cultivator in a trench.

Its defensive power is astonishing; when fully activated, it can even block an attack from a cultivator undergoing tribulation. If he hadn't hastily taken it out, he might not have ended up in such a terrible state.

Could it be that Lord Qinyang is interested in this tortoise shell?

This is a rare treasure; he paid a great price to obtain it.

But the situation before him left him no time to think.

Without hesitation, he channeled his spiritual power, and in the blink of an eye, the tortoise shell transformed into a streak of light and shot out.

However, after rushing out for only a hundred meters, the tortoise shell was intercepted by Qin Yangjun.

This speed was no match for his Qingyuanyou.

However, when Qin Yangjun cut off the tortoise shell and turned around, he found that the fangs had disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood.

"Heh...you do have some brains."

Qin Yangjun chuckled lightly. Whether Liaogu lived or died was unimportant to him. What mattered was that he had obtained what he wanted.

At this moment, Erhuang's voice suddenly rang in Qin Yangjun's ears.

"This is... the carapace of the Heavenly Sacred Turtle, but it's quite old, and its divinity has been severely diminished. At most, it can only defend against attacks from cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage. I didn't expect to find such a thing in the lower realm..."

Ming's voice followed.

"The Celestial Tortoise? You mean the Celestial Tortoise in the Weak Water Heavenly River? I remember their clan was related to one of the Four Holy Spirits..."

There's some connection...

"Really? I don't quite remember..."

Qin Yangjun listened to their conversation silently without making a sound.

To reiterate, he knows everything, and he probably knows even more than the two of them do.

On the other side, as the spiritual energy subsided, the mist dragon no longer condensed, and Changsun Youyou also came to Qin Yangjun's side.

She looked at the tortoise shell in Qin Yangjun's hand, and couldn't help but feel curious.

"Senior Brother Qin, this is..."

"The spoils of war."

Qin Yangjun smiled slightly and was about to put the tortoise shell away.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing a delicate fragrance, and a crisp sound rang out in the air.

"Can I take a look at this tortoise shell?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray light spots gathered in the air and transformed into a human shape.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the same mysterious girl who had been in the corner earlier.

Changsun Youyou immediately became alert and gripped the Myriad Transformations in her hand tightly, but Qin Yangjun pressed Changsun Youyou's hand down.

"If she really had malicious intent, she would have attacked directly."

Upon hearing Qin Yangjun's words, Changsun Youyou lowered her hand, but the wariness in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Qin Yangjun looked at the girl in the distance.

As the saying goes, it's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you. If I don't give it to her, she might really have some wicked ideas. And the secret on this tortoise shell is something that even a great immortal might not be able to see. So it seems harmless to let her see it.

Thinking of this, Qin Yangjun took out the tortoise shell again, wrapped it in the spiritual power of the Azure Mandarin Duck Flame, and pushed it in front of the girl.

With the Azure Flame present and so close at hand, I could retract the tortoise shell in the blink of an eye, so I wasn't afraid of this person having any designs on me.

Changsun Youyou was not at all surprised by Qin Yangjun's actions.

This "senior brother" of hers was so friendly to strangers; she definitely wouldn't have agreed.

Upon seeing the Azure Flame, the girl in the distance seemed to pause slightly, but quickly regained her composure.

Changsun Youyou may not have noticed, but Qin Yangjun did.

The girl examined the tortoise shell repeatedly for a while, then let out a sigh.

At the same time, Qin Yangjun's thoughts began to race again.

She recognized him? And just now she seemed to have recognized Qing Yuanyan...

In this world, many mythical beasts are still just legends. Very few can recognize the Azure Flame, and even fewer can recognize the tortoise shell. So, could she be...?

Qin Yangjun had a vague idea of ​​the girl's identity.

This is precisely why Qin Yangjun couldn't help but have doubts.

If it's really what I think, why is she here instead of doing her job?

Would she need the things inside the dragon tomb?

After the girl finished observing it, she seemed to lose interest in the tortoise shell. With a wave of her hand, she sent the tortoise shell back to Qin Yangjun.

"Thank you. Besides that, I have another question, and I hope you can enlighten me."

"Do not have time."

Qin Yangjun rejected the girl quite decisively.

I have no obligation to answer her questions.

He is very busy.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Smugglers?

The girl was not surprised when Qin Yangjun refused.

"How about we make a deal?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yangjun seemed to become interested.

"A deal? What can you offer me?"

"Elixirs, magical treasures, rare and precious materials—take your pick."

After speaking, the girl waved her hand, and all sorts of elixirs, weapons, and spiritual objects appeared in front of her.

The dazzling array of items left Changsun Youyou dazzled.

Although she didn't recognize these things, her intuition told her that they were no ordinary objects.

At this moment, the spirit immortal suddenly spoke.

"Give Qin a heads-up, this girl is not normal, don't agree to her request."

Changsun Youyou's heart skipped a beat.

"Abnormal? Master, what do you mean by that? Is she not human?"

“This isn’t a question of whether she’s human or not. There are several kinds of rare and precious materials here that don’t belong to this world. This girl in front of us is very likely to have smuggled herself here! The things she’s interested in are all unusual. If she finds out about Qin Yangjun’s secrets, he’ll probably be in trouble.”

Smuggling?!

These two words sent a shiver down Changsun Youyou's spine.

"Master, do you mean this woman is an immortal from the upper realm?"

"It's possible, or it could be someone from another realm. Regardless of which one, the fact that she can cross a realm is enough to show that she has extraordinary methods. If she really has wicked intentions, she is not someone you can deal with now."

Upon hearing this, Changsun Youyou realized the seriousness of the matter. She was about to tell Qin Yangjun, but before she could transmit her message...

Qin Yangjun shook his head first.

The mysterious girl paused for a moment.

"Don't you recognize these things? I can explain them to you..."

Qin Yangjun smiled and waved his hand.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in these things. How about I name my terms?"

"condition?"

The girl looked Qin Yangjun up and down, seemingly surprised that he would say such a thing.

She remained silent for a long time before speaking:

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Qin Yangjun raised one finger.

"I'll help you answer your questions, and you'll do me a favor."