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Chapter 112 : Childish Words Without Malice

Chapter 112: Childish Words Without Malice

This place was a convergence of sinister Yin energy, so not only were the spirits unaffected after leaving the Ten Thousand Souls Banner—

On the contrary, they were like tigers with wings, ghostly energy surging to the skies!

But what shocked Xu Zhengyang the most—

Was that those ordinary malevolent spirits, under the command of the Ghost Generals, were able to form battle formations and even refine the surrounding Yin energy into blades, armor, and such to protect themselves!

These weapons and armor formed from Yin energy—regardless of their practical use—

Their appearance alone was absolutely awe-inspiring!

Chen Yabo was very confident in his Ghost Generals and Ghost Soldiers. He proudly said to Xu Zhengyang, "I am Chen Yabo.

This junior brother seems unfamiliar—surely you must have joined the True Essence Sect in recent years, no?"

There were eighteen Ghost Generals, and each Ghost General commanded eighty-one Ghost Soldiers, totaling 1,458 lives!

With such a massive number of living souls—

Even if the Blood Sacrifice wasn’t personally carried out by Chen Yabo, the things he’d done in the Valley of Villains over the years were still unforgivable!

Precisely because of this—

Xu Zhengyang sneered and said, "A demonic cultivator like you dares call me junior brother?"

Chen Yabo wasn’t angered upon hearing this. He simply smiled and said, "Junior brother, you misunderstand.

Though there are many souls in my Ten Thousand Souls Banner, they are all evildoers deserving of death!

After all—

In this Valley of Villains, if there’s one thing we don’t lack, it’s scum."

As he said this—

Chen Yabo smiled slightly, seductively saying to Xu Zhengyang, "The Blood River Canon is extremely powerful and allows rapid cultivation progress.

But it requires blood essence as a guide to condense spiritual energy."

At this point—

Fearing Xu Zhengyang wouldn’t believe him, Chen Yabo even took out a scroll and unrolled it to reveal the full contents of the Blood River Canon.

Then—

Chen Yabo continued, "And here in the Valley of Villains, the one thing we don’t lack is people who deserve to die.

To cultivate this technique in such a place—

It both eradicates evil and strengthens oneself!

With such a perfect opportunity, why not lay down your blade and join me in the Valley of Villains to study the Blood River Canon together, junior brother?"

The True Essence Sect, with a heritage of a thousand years—

In Qingzhou, its status was comparable to Tsinghua or Peking University in the past life!

And now—

Chen Yabo’s words were akin to someone telling him in his past life that Peking University was no good, too strict, not conducive to research—

And it’d be better to transfer to Wuhan University to pursue further studies with them...

Xu Zhengyang had previously assumed Chen Yabo to be someone of importance.

But now—

After hearing his words, Xu Zhengyang couldn’t help but sigh and say with pity, "So you’re just a moron…"

Had Xu Zhengyang lashed out in anger or argued back, Chen Yabo had ten prepared rebuttals ready.

But now—

Xu Zhengyang’s expression of pity struck right at Chen Yabo’s sore spot.

As the saying goes, only the drinker knows whether the water is warm or cold.

Others may not know what kind of place the Valley of Villains is, but Chen Yabo himself surely did.

From the very first day he arrived, he had regretted his reckless decision...

However—

The moment Chen Yabo stole the Blood River Canon from Gong Jin, it meant he had no choice but to follow this dark path to the end.

There was no turning back!

Precisely because of this—

Chen Yabo’s desire to drag Xu Zhengyang down with him was especially urgent!

So he immediately said, "Although I don’t know which branch of the True Essence Sect this junior brother comes from—

But your master is merely a Tier 2 cultivator at best.

If you join the Valley of Villains—

I, your senior, can vouch for you and guarantee that True Master Deathbane will personally accept you as a direct disciple!"

At this point—

Chen Yabo hesitated slightly and added, "Besides that, I’m willing to share half the souls in my Ten Thousand Souls Banner with you!"

Xu Zhengyang replied with disdain, "What is Deathbane? He’s not worthy of being my master.

Let alone here—

Even in front of Deathbane himself, I’d still dare to call him a piece of trash!"

Looking at the now visibly angry Chen Yabo, Xu Zhengyang taunted, "If I’m not mistaken—

Those few Golden Core True Masters are likely observing us with their methods right now.

I dare curse that old turtle Deathbane to his face.

But…

Do you dare speak even a word of slander against the other three True Masters?"

"……"

Chen Yabo wanted to retort, but once he opened his mouth, he didn’t know what to say.

For a moment—

He couldn’t answer, nor remain silent. In the end, he could only wave the Ten Thousand Souls Banner furiously and shout, "How dare you insult the Valley Lord!

Today, I’ll cut out your tongue to avenge him!"

"Hahahaha!"

Xu Zhengyang couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "Even if I curse that old turtle Deathbane right in front of you—

All you dare do is cut out my tongue to vent his anger?

Given the ways of you demonic cultivators, shouldn’t you be talking about grinding my bones to dust, or extracting my soul for refinement?

Why aren’t you saying that?

Is it because you can’t…

Or because you’re afraid?"

"……"

Faced with Xu Zhengyang’s mockery, Chen Yabo turned a deaf ear.

He simply kept waving the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, continuously stirring the Yin energy in the area, layering it onto his Ghost Generals and Ghost Soldiers.

……

At the same time, above the Valley of Villains—

Just as Xu Zhengyang suspected, Master Xuan Yin had cast a Water-Mirror Technique to observe Xu Zhengyang’s current state along with the others.

When Chen Yabo tried to lure Xu Zhengyang—

Master Xuan Yin had indeed grown anxious, afraid the boy might waver.

But upon hearing Xu Zhengyang’s words, he burst into laughter, then cupped his hands toward True Master Deathbane and said, "He’s still a child—his words are innocent.

Please, True Master Deathbane, don’t take them to heart."

To these Tier 3 cultivators, who lived at least five centuries—Xu Zhengyang was indeed just a child.

Precisely because of this—

True Master Deathbane’s expression remained dark. After a long while, he finally gave a muffled response, "Mn."

……

Meanwhile, inside the Valley of Villains—

Just as Chen Yabo’s Ghost Generals and Ghost Soldiers were about to strike Xu Zhengyang—

Xu Zhengyang waved his hand, and the ghostly blue Spirit-Devouring Wild Flame around him immediately formed a wall of fire, blocking the thousands of ghostly beings!

"Petty tricks!"

Seeing this, Chen Yabo sneered and commanded his Ghost Generals, "Break it!"

As soon as Chen Yabo spoke—

The eighteen Ghost Generals stepped forward in unison, thrusting their hands ahead. Wisps of almost tangible pale black Yin energy shot from their palms, surging toward Xu Zhengyang’s Spirit-Devouring Wild Flame!

In an instant—

Xu Zhengyang’s flames flickered like a dying fire in the wind, seemingly ready to be snuffed out at any moment.

Chen Yabo burst into wild laughter, "Fire can counter Yin energy, but if the Yin is strong enough, it too can counter fire!

If you surrender now, there’s still time.

But if you continue to resist, once your divine soul is tainted by my Yin energy, you’ll become nothing more than a Ghost General in my banner.

Hahahaha!"

"Frog at the bottom of a well."

Xu Zhengyang looked at Chen Yabo with pity, then waved his hand—suddenly, dozens of puppets shaped like fuel tankers floated in front of him.