Chapter 64
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Chapter 64: Super Strong! Super Cheap
Ghost King Youye was one of the two rulers of the Ghostly Divine Platform.
This "king" was not the same as a noble of an empire; he was a king among sages.
As part of the ancient existence of the Ghostly Divine Platform, which had endured for countless millennia, the exact number of sages had always been a mystery, rumored to remain within double digits. To become the highest authority among these sages, one had to hold the title of king.
Ghost King Youye was one of these kings—a figure so powerful that his name alone instilled fear across the Southern Region and throughout the vast world.
He had also been one of the primary culprits behind the upheaval in the Cangmang Sacred Land years ago.
Even someone as proud as Bing Yuyan, who believed she could one day attain sagehood, felt genuine fear when facing him.
He was a king who had truly slaughtered sages.
However…
Bing Yuyan soon noticed that Ghost King Youye was not looking at her. His attention was fixed entirely on Zhang Yang.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang casually waved at him with a grin and said, “It’s been a few days. Nice to see you.”
Ghost King Youye’s long face darkened to an alarming degree.
He did not know exactly what had happened at Wolf God Mountain, but he sensed that something extremely dangerous had unfolded there. What he did know for certain was that the thirty-seven war statues had been stolen by the young man standing before him.
“Don’t give me that deathly expression. You already look terrifying enough,” Zhang Yang mocked. “Making that face will only make you uglier. I’ll end up having nightmares about you tonight.”
Bing Yuyan felt dizzy.
How dare this man mock the appearance of Ghost King Youye?
Though she silently agreed that Ghost King Youye was, indeed, incredibly ugly, hearing someone say it out loud felt strangely exhilarating.
Ghost King Youye’s cold gaze sent a chill through the chamber as he asked, “How do you want to die?”
Zhang Yang smiled. “Aren’t you sages all the same? That three-eyed Demon Warlord told me I would die, but he didn’t even cause a ripple. You were just as useless at Wolf God Mountain. Do you really think it will be different here?”
Bing Yuyan’s beautiful eyes shimmered with surprise as she glanced at Zhang Yang.
He had faced the Demon Warlord too?
She had always thought of Zhang Yang as a terrible man—despicable and shameless.
But at that moment, she realized it wasn’t so simple. Sometimes, he could be surprisingly bold, standing firm like a true man.
After addressing Ghost King Youye, Zhang Yang turned to Bing Yuyan and grinned. “Look, this ugly ghost wants to stop you from taking the Ice Spirit Holy Sword. I can help you, but there’s a price.”
Whatever good feelings Bing Yuyan had started to develop immediately evaporated.
This guy really was cheap! He was trying to extort her at a time like this!
To Zhang Yang, Ghost King Youye’s appearance changed nothing. What mattered was breaking down Bing Yuyan’s pride.
“You have to call me ‘Master’ at least once a day. If you miss a day, it’ll accumulate, and eventually, you’ll have to call me only ‘Master’—no other names allowed…” Zhang Yang rattled off a series of conditions before finally concluding, “If you agree, I’ll handle him.”
Bing Yuyan clenched her teeth, making a silent vow to deal with Zhang Yang later.
Still, she asked, “Can you even defeat him? Even with the extreme suppression in the Vast Forest, he’s still functioning at an abnormal sixth level of the Returning to Origin realm. On top of that, the Ghost Domain Sealing Technique boosts his strength.”
Zhang Yang simply replied, “Agree first. Then swear it.”
Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth for a long time but ultimately swore the oath.
She couldn’t take the risk of Ghost King Youye seizing the Ice Spirit Holy Sword, but she carefully included a condition in her vow requiring Zhang Yang’s success.
Zhang Yang chuckled to himself.
No matter how clever she thought she was, she would still end up submitting.
In truth, even if Bing Yuyan had refused, Zhang Yang would have acted anyway.
The Ice Spirit Holy Sword had to remain in the Vast Forest. It was currently the forest’s most critical weapon and could not fall into enemy hands—especially not to someone as hideous as Ghost King Youye.
Ghost King Youye’s cold expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn’t heard the conversation between Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan at all.
“What did you do at Wolf God Mountain?”
That was what truly concerned him.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, “Want to know? Go see for yourself.”
Ghost King Youye replied coldly, “I’ve decided to extract your soul and burn it with hellfire for ten thousand years.”
“Oh? You’re talking about fire? Well, I’ve got fire too.”
Zhang Yang summoned the Baxiang Divine Fire, its natural power able to suppress dark forces.
“And I don’t just have fire,” Zhang Yang added. “I’ve got thunder and ice as well.”
Thunder and ice surged forth simultaneously.
Zhang Yang activated all nine divine powers at once.
Brilliant golden light burst from his body, his skin hardening like steel under the effect of the Diamond Dragon Divine Power.
He lifted his foot and stomped down hard.
A single stomp unleashed the full force of his nine divine powers.
Boom!
The ground split apart.
The so-called black net shattered instantly, and the combined forces of fire, thunder, and ice sliced through it like scissors.
Bing Yuyan’s heart pounded.
She knew better than anyone how terrifying the Ghost Domain Sealing Technique was.
To see it broken so easily left her utterly astonished.
Even Ghost King Youye’s cold, expressionless face flickered with surprise.
If the forbidden laws at Wolf God Mountain had been broken, there might have been some other explanation. But this—this was undeniable proof of Zhang Yang’s terrifying strength.
Ghost King Youye reacted swiftly, but instead of launching an attack, he transformed into a massive dark hand and lunged for the Ice Spirit Holy Sword.
He had chosen to seize the Ice Spirit Holy Sword rather than face Zhang Yang directly.
This move left Bing Yuyan in disbelief.
Even here in the Vast Forest, Ghost King Youye should not have been so cautious.
And yet… his actions revealed his fear.
After all, he was Ghost King Youye!
Zhang Yang sneered and stepped forward. The distance beneath his feet seemed to vanish into the void as he threw a heavy punch.
Bang!
The enormous dark hand shattered.
At once, the remaining darkness reformed into Ghost King Youye’s long face, who roared angrily, “You—”
Bang!
Zhang Yang struck again with his fist, shattering it once more.
Fire, thunder, and ice surged forth simultaneously, completely obliterating the lingering darkness.
The once fearsome Ghost Domain Sealing Technique, which had made Bing Yuyan apprehensive and even fearful, was destroyed just like that.
A swirl of complex emotions stirred in her heart—a mixture of disbelief, admiration, and lingering wariness.
This man before her was impossible to read.
Of course, she could never truly see through him. Zhang Yang had always relied on strength to dominate the weak, even when his opponents were sages or those who reigned among sages. Here, under the same suppression, he was strong, and his opponent was weak. Such rare circumstances happened to favor Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang reached out and seized the Ice Spirit Holy Sword. A powerful chill erupted instantly, freezing his right hand. He quickly activated his Ice Spirit Power to suppress the backlash from the sword.
This sword was terrifying.
He flicked the blade, and it emitted a clear, ringing sound that pierced through the air and resonated directly into the mind, sending a chilling sensation through the body.
“A true holy sword,” he praised before tossing the Ice Spirit Holy Sword to Bing Yuyan.
She had initially worried he might covet the sword for himself, but seeing him casually hand it over, she sighed inwardly. What kind of man is this? Super strong, super cheap, super annoying, super jerk.
“I kept the Ice Spirit Holy Sword safe for you. No thanks?” Zhang Yang said.
Bing Yuyan, now holding the sword, felt elated. “Thank you.”
“Thank who?”
“Thank you.”
“Hm?”
Bing Yuyan suddenly realized what he was doing. Biting her lip, she glared at him. This guy was setting a trap again.
Zhang Yang looked at her with a smug smile, saying nothing.
Grinding her silver teeth, Bing Yuyan finally muttered, “Master.”
A sense of satisfaction washed over Zhang Yang. From this moment on, he knew this woman could no longer flaunt that insufferable pride in front of him.
