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Chapter 137 No, you really wholesale this stuff?

"Then it's settled."

Shen Yi nodded in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. Suddenly, he took out several pieces of Superman meteorite and handed one to each person. "Come on, how can you go out to fight without equipment? Everyone gets one."

Ao Tingxin: ————

No way, you can actually wholesale this stuff?

Ao Tingxin was even a little frightened when she saw this. If this thing was really as Shen Yi said, and it could make him a match for Yang Jian, wouldn't he be able to sweep through the Three Realms?

"Me? Do I have one too?"

Liu Yanchang looked at the Superman meteorite handed to him, somewhat bewildered. Was it too valuable?

"Of course, take it!"

The stone fell into Liu Yanchang's hand, flowed into his body, and instantly took flight, rapidly transforming his body, turning Liu Yanchang into Wu Gang—cough cough, making him younger and stronger.

The next morning, before dawn, the open space outside Jingtan Temple was already filled with people.

Chenxiang, Liu Yanchang, Dingxiang, Ao Chun, Ao Tingxin, along with Shen Yi, Xiaoyu, and the old fox, a group of nine people, rode the clouds and flew towards Mount Hua.

Above the clouds, Dingxiang blushed with excitement, tugging at Chenxiang's sleeve and chattering incessantly. After all, this was the first time she had participated in such a divine activity, especially since she had been enhanced by the meteorite's radiation. If the timing hadn't been wrong, she could have flown in circles.

Chenxiang had no interest in paying attention to her; his eyes were fixed on the towering mountain that was getting closer and closer, and his palms were sweaty.

He had lived for sixteen years, and this was the first time he knew he had a mother, the first time he knew what his mother looked like, and the first time he knew that his mother was not dead but trapped under the mountain. He never thought that he could come to save her so quickly and directly.

He thought this path would take many years, that he would first need to learn from a master and hone his skills, and that he would have to go through countless trials before he could stand before this mountain.

As a result, the Master led them directly to attack.

It's like being taken to fight the final boss by a pro player right after leaving the beginner's village in a game; it creates a strong sense of unreality.

The main peak of Mount Hua soars into the clouds, with pine and cypress trees covering the steep mountain walls. The sea of ​​clouds surges around the mountainside, creating a magnificent scene.

But Shen Yi had no time to appreciate the scenery. With his sharp eyes, he could see the reflections of armor hidden in the clouds around the main peak of Mount Hua. Yang Jian's band of soldiers had completely surrounded Mount Hua. On the summit, the iconic three-pointed double-edged sword gleamed coldly in the morning light.

Yang Jian stood at the highest point, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

After being blown away by the banana leaf fan yesterday, he promptly went to the Heavenly Court to report, but he did not mention the matter of Chenxiang and the Third Holy Mother. He only said that the Jingtan Temple had been occupied by Shen Yi.

Although the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were somewhat angry that someone dared to rebel, they didn't get too angry because they thought that the Pure Altar Temple was a Buddhist place. So they decided to send Yang Chuo to inform the Buddhist sect and ask Bodhisattva Lingji for the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl so that it wouldn't be blown away again.

But he never expected Shen Yi to act so quickly. In just one day, not only did he bring Shen Xiang, but Liu Yanchang and Ao Tingxin also came along.

"Shen Yi!"

Yang Jian's voice, imbued with magical power, surged down from the mountain peak, "You still have time to retreat! Otherwise, even though the Three Realms are vast, there will be no place for you to hide!"

"Unforgivable crimes?"

Shen Yi picked at his ear and laughed nonchalantly, "Your story of Yang Jian splitting the mountain to save his mother was even more serious than mine, wasn't it? What, is it that only officials are allowed to set fires, while commoners are forbidden to light lamps?"

Yang Jian was speechless, choked by the words. This guy always seemed to be stabbing him in the heart, resorting to weapons at the drop of a hat. If he hadn't had some self-control, he would have killed him first.

"Master, stop wasting your breath on him!"

Chenxiang's eyes reddened with anxiety. He pointed to a tightly sealed cave at the foot of Mount Hua's main peak, "It's right there! I can feel it, my mother is inside!"

In this world, the bond between mother and child truly exists. In the original story, the Third Holy Mother's soul left her body to find Chenxiang, and Chenxiang was indeed able to sense the Third Holy Mother's presence.

Without saying a word, Shen Yi took out his banana leaf fan and gently waved it at the densely packed guards above Mount Hua.

Yang Jian: ————

You think you can rely on just one trick to succeed, huh?

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and the three thousand soldiers were swept into the sky before they could even scream. The Meishan brothers clung tightly to the rocks, trying to steady themselves, but the wind was too strong for them to resist. One by one, they were blown away and turned into several bright shooting stars in the sky.

Although Yang Jian was prepared, and his three-pointed double-edged sword was deeply embedded in the rocks, even he, as the God of Justice, could not withstand the unreasonable wind and turned into a shooting star once again.

This time, however, he wasn't in a good mood when he flew away.

The imprisonment of the Third Princess under Mount Hua was originally a secret operation carried out by Yang Jian, known to very few people. But now, with this commotion, the entire Heavenly Court knows that Yang Jian imprisoned his sister under the mountain and kept it a secret from the Jade Emperor.

Forget it, let's just pin all the blame on Shen Yi then!

Once the Third Holy Mother is rescued, the Heavenly Court will inevitably be furious. If Shen Yi really has the strength to withstand the Heavenly Court's wrath, then wouldn't his sister have gained a powerful backer for free?

With this in mind, Yang Jian gathered his three thousand bandit soldiers and prepared to go find Bodhisattva Lingji to get his hands on the Wind-Fixing Pearl first.

Seeing the enemy routed, Chenxiang immediately rushed to the cave entrance, but the seal at the cave entrance was personally laid by Yang Jian, and its defensive power was not weak; ordinary magic weapons could not break through it.

Chenxiang and Liu Yanchang exchanged a glance, understood each other's meaning, and their eyes lit up with a crimson light. Two scorching rays blasted simultaneously onto the seal.

Although their magical powers are currently underwhelming, their strength is not weak. After all, they are a low-budget version of Superman, but they have all the abilities that Superman should have.

The power of the heat vision far exceeded that of ordinary spells. The surface of the seal fluctuated violently, emitting a piercing hissing sound. Cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and finally, with a crisp sound, the entire seal exploded into a sky full of light spots.

Before the dust had settled, Chenxiang rushed inside. By the light filtering through the cracks in the cave ceiling, he saw a woman, a pale-faced woman sitting on a stone platform. Her features were exactly the same as his mother's, whom he had seen countless times in his dreams.

"mother----"

Chenxiang's voice was stuck in his throat, only managing to utter a single choked syllable.

"The Holy Mother of the Third Princess —"

Liu Yanchang was in tears, but he had a smile on his face. He thought that this was the end of his life and that he would never see the Third Holy Mother again. He could only raise Chenxiang and wait until he died so that he might be able to see the Third Holy Mother again.

But now, he no longer needs to wait or beg for mercy from Heaven to rescue his wife and reunite his family!

"Agarwood, Yanchang!"

The Holy Mother of the Third Palace also stared in astonishment at the two who had barged in, especially Chenxiang. She thought she would never see her son grow up, but now, the handsome young man was standing in front of her, and tears streamed down her face.