Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 607: Chapter 614 Three Lifetimes of Plague! Death Servant follows? (Third Update)

Yang Zhen’s conversation with Gong Sanhe and his companions had left them utterly confused. What sort of place was this that even high-level cultivators at the peak of the Mahayana Phase changed colors and seemed somewhat unwilling to enter?

Gong Sanhe didn’t answer Ding Chun’s question but turned to ask Yang Zhen, “Little Li, was the skill you used just now a secret art that shares similarities with the Ksitigarbha Skill?”

Listening to this, Ding Chun and Wen Yuning turned their heads in unison to look at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen had already anticipated this question from the old man. He responded with a grin, “I’m not sure what this Ksitigarbha Skill is. I happened to discover this technique in a cave under a cliff. It’s a single lineage, and they all have a name: Mountain Mover.”

“So it’s a Daoist technique?”

Gong Sanhe’s face grew serious as he stared at Yang Zhen. After a while, he sighed, “I had no idea you had such good karma, Little Li. Nowadays, Daoist techniques are rarely seen in this world, and since you’ve attained such heritage, you should cultivate diligently!”

Yang Zhen gave the group a blank look, puzzled by their reaction. Was there something unusual about Daoist techniques?

It was only then that Yang Zhen realized that there weren’t any Daoists in this world. He’d heard stories about monks but had yet to encounter one. He had no idea how monks in this world compared to those in the Azure Star world.

Could Daoist techniques truly be this rare?

From their expressions, it seemed that Gong Sanhe wasn’t lying. A formidable cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana Phase would unlikely stoop to dishonesty.

When the phrase “Daoist technique” was uttered, Ding Chun and Wen Yuning both looked profoundly taken aback. Clearly, as Gong Sanhe had said, Daoist techniques were rarely seen!

Wait a minute!

Daoist technique?

Could Gong Sanhe and the others have misunderstood that his “Daoist technique” was some form of Heaven and Earth Great Daoist?

Damn it, if that were the case, there’s some serious misunderstanding here.

Yang Zhen didn’t even know what the Dao was, let alone Daoist techniques. But since they misunderstood, he decided to play along.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to play along, Gong Sanhe solemnly asked, “How certain is Little Li that the Heavenly Machine Lock is there?”

Surely he was absolutely sure!

Seeing the hopeful expressions on Gong Sanhe, Ding Chun, and Wen Yuning, Yang Zhen felt he should downplay a bit, he grinned and said, “Not very, but it’s worth a try.”

“How much is ‘not very’?” Gong Sanhe frowned and asked, “Could it be 30%?”

Yang Zhen paused; this old man was far more modest than he was. Just as he was about to clarify, Gong Sanhe had already burst out laughing, “30% is enough for us to take the risk!”

Seeing Wen Yuning and Ding Chun nodding excitedly, Yang Zhen almost stumbled and fell.

Gong Sanhe looked at a confused Yang Zhen, “Is it not 30%? Is it…..20%?”

Fearing Gong Sanhe’s declaration that a 20% certainty was also enough, Yang Zhen hurriedly replied, “80%, I have 80% certainty!”

To avoid letting them down, Yang Zhen decided to understate his certainty slightly. He only claimed to be 80% sure!

Hiss!

All three of them gasped. Even Wen Yuning, a lady of noble family, was speechless. This revealed how astounded they were at Yang Zhen’s 80% certainty.

Gong Sanhe looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, then suddenly burst into a hearty laugh, he chuckled, “Are you serious?”

Without waiting for Yang Zhen’s response, he waved, leading the group in the direction that Yang Zhen had pointed.

Yang Zhen watched Gong Sanhe, speechless. This decisive old man was in such a hurry to set off. Nonetheless, he rather enjoyed letting someone else lead the way.

In the air, Wen Yuning was looking at Yang Zhen curiously. As for Ding Chun, his face was black and blue. He was glaring at Yang Zhen as if by staring Yang Zhen could tell him something useful.

In the blink of an eye, they had covered what was a mere thirty-mile distance.

Once Yang Zhen could clearly see this mountain, he instantly gasped, his face full of surprise as he looked at Gong Sanhe.

Dammit, no wonder Gong Sanhe and his two buddies had a startled look on their faces. Was this a place for humans to enter at all?

The whole mountain was thickly covered with thorns, even the dangerous gases wandering between the mountain ranges were poisonous. As soon as Yang Zhen detected it with his Spirit Soul, he instantly felt an unbearable burning sensation. Damn, it hurt like a mother!

Gong Sanhe looked at Yang Zhen somberly and advised, “These poisonous gases are emitted by the Three-life Flower. They burn any living creature’s Spirit Soul, even to the extent of damaging it. Little Li, you better be careful!”

Yang Zhen merely grunted in response, but he almost blurted out a curse.

Couldn’t you have told me earlier?

Seeing the look of grievance on Yang Zhen’s face, Wen Yuning, stifling her laughter, turned her head and giggled secretly. She managed to save Yang Zhen some face by not laughing out loud.

On the other hand, Ding Chun just coldly snorted, a gleeful look on his face as he watched Yang Zhen. It seemed, as if Yang Zhen’s suffering brought him joy.

Three-life Flower!

Yang Zhen had heard of such a thing. Unlike the split souls of the Tri-Floral Saintess, once this type of Three-life Flower trapped any creature, the curse on their body would persist for three rebirths, each life more painful than the last.

There was no way to ascertain the truth about these legendary things. Dead people were just that, dead. Who knew if they would experience another kind of rebirth.

Regardless, retrieving this Three-life Flower would definitely bring disaster to the land. It would be best if it were destroyed.

Having thought this, Yang Zhen rolled up his sleeves ready to face the Three-life Flower scattered across the mountain, but then slowly let his sleeves down again.

Just then, Gong Sanhe suddenly changed his expression and looked behind them.

Ding Chun and Wen Yuning exchanged a glance, both seeing alertness in one another’s eyes.

Yang Zhen turned his head to look at the vacant road they had come from and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Gong Sanhe shook his head, saying, “I sensed the presence of a Death Servant just now, but it has disappeared. We should avoid provoking those guys if we can.”

Death Servant – Yang Zhen knew about them. He laughed and said, “Should we go in then?”

Gong Sanhe nodded, taking a deep breath he said, “Remember, the Heavenly Machine Lock contains numerous mysteries. You three must not act rashly, neither should you pursue anything too deeply. As long as you guard your original heart, you will be safe and sound.”

Yang Zhen nodded without really understanding. He turned and took one last look at the place where the Death Servant’s presence had been felt.

Dammit!

Was the appearance of this Death Servant here at this time a co-occurrence, or was it following him?

Compared to the Heavenly Machine Lock, Yang Zhen was more interested in the Death Servant now. Anyone would feel uncomfortable with a strange rune like a curse in their body.

“Young Master Li?”

Wen Yuning’s voice came, and Yang Zhen was startled to find that Gong Sanhe and Ding Chun had already headed towards the mountain peak.

“Are you okay?” Wen Yuning looked at Yang Zhen curiously.

Yang Zhen shook his head, grinned, and said, “I’m fine. Let’s go down too!”

…

After those two went down, the air not far away distorted, and the aura of two peak Mahayana Phase powerhouses appeared, looking eerily similar to the Death Servant who was killed in front of Yang Zhen.

Seeing that Yang Zhen and others had gone down, the two looked at each other, left a mark on a rock, then disappeared again, chasing after Yang Zhen and the others.