Zhang Ye hadn't made a decision yet when he heard a soft voice beside him, "Give it to him, he didn't lie." Dongfang Net

  It was Long Lan who had been silent from the start of the battle and suddenly spoke up, pouncing on Zhang Ye's back.

  It is said that this pure and elegant holy maiden spoke thus, Longkong Wuji was slightly stunned, gazing at Long Lan for a moment.

  "Take it away then!"

  Zhang Ye was also decisive and decided to throw the Youyuan relics directly into his hands after making up his mind.

  Hulu

  Changkong Wujin suddenly hid the Sharira away. Afterwards, he said, "Sorry, I can't cut it now. The demon yuan Sharira is as hard as a golden elixir, unmatched in hardness, almost equivalent to an indestructible body. Currently, there's no way to do it, we need to go back to Wusong City and ask my mother to take action."

  Zhang Ye suddenly felt like he had been robbed, vaguely feeling that this was equivalent to robbery.

  At this moment, Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes and prepared to make a desperate move.

  "Don't be impulsive, he's telling the truth. The undamaged separation of the Yuan Shed Relic is not easy to achieve, even with a high-grade flying sword of the Golden Series. Only a master from the Yuan Ying period can accomplish this. Although Chang Kong Wuji's strength can destroy the relic, he cannot cut it without damaging it." Zi Yi hastily sent out a warning in the sea of consciousness.

  Zi Yi was worried that Zhang Ye, who was used to taking advantage of others, would suffer a loss and start a big fight, which would be equivalent to seeking death.

  It's just a glance at Ziyi, for now let's not talk about strength, but just look at his appearance. This Long Kongwuji is also an extraordinary person with a rare opportunity to meet him, truly not the same as that Dragon Xiao Tianyu's kind of goods.

  Zi Yi's evaluation is: If she had met Chang Kong Wu Ji earlier than Zhang Ye, it's hard to say whether she would have chosen Chang Kong Wu Ji.

  Zhang Ye's good fortune and fate were like a star, no one could see how deep it was, this aspect had strong attraction, but early Zhang Ye was really cute and confused, opposite to Zi Yi's personality, Zi Yi spent a long time before understanding this guy.

  "Zhang Ye is indeed Zhang Ye. Now that Wu Ji has seen it for himself, fighting alongside you hasn't disgraced me."

  After receiving the relics, Changkong Wujin clasped his fists and said, "Wujin leaves a promise here; one day when the relics are divided, no matter where you are in the world, I will find you and give you half."

  With an air of pride, he left after a courteous farewell and floated away, ready to leave.

  "Can you run?" Zhang Ye chased after Kong and caught him in one swift motion.

  "Let... go."

  His eyebrows furrowed deeply in the vast sky, he was really unaccustomed to being pinched by such a rough guy.

  "What are you putting down? You've taken the relics and want to run?" Zhang Ye said.

  "How dare you! Haven't I already made my statement?" Chang Kong shouted angrily.

  "What's that?" Zhang Ye said, "You still have the nerve to talk back? Anyone can say something without putting in any effort. Why don't you give me the sarira and I'll repeat what you just said? Let's see if you'll let me go or not!"

  "You...!" Longkong Wujian was so angry he almost spat blood.

  He's really too unaccustomed to it, from birth standing above the crowd, always having the final say, never going back on his word, and no one has ever dared to question him. Now being entangled by this little rascal is truly helpless.

  But thinking about it, Chang Kong Wu Jin couldn't help but secretly laugh. He felt that Zhang Ye wasn't wrong, if he gave the relics to Zhang Ye, Chang Kong Wu Jin really wouldn't let him go.

  He mainly felt too good about himself, thinking he was a heavenly being who had descended to the mortal world, and didn't deign to cheat someone as common as Zhang Ye. However, since he thought Zhang Ye was an idiot, he naturally couldn't be trusted.

  "Are you going to let go or not?" Chang Kong Wuji stared coldly and asked.

  Zhang shook his head and said, "I absolutely won't let go. I will never watch as someone takes away what belongs to me."

  "The heart of a small person measures others."

  "Cut the nonsense. If you don't hand over the relics, I'll split them open one day and definitely deliver them to your hands. I won't go back on my word." Zhang vowed solemnly.

  "No matter what you say, I still think you're a scoundrel and can't be trusted." Chang Kong Wuji looked up at him with an expressionless face.

  "You..." This time Zhang Ye was so angry he almost choked.

  Next, they chattered and bickered back and forth, engaging in a war of words without resorting to violence. With an air of proud elegance, their words were sharp and piercing, but Zhang Ye always maintained a cute and innocent appearance, yet seemed to be holding his own with ease.

  Long Lan woke up and opened her eyes to see two of the most excellent young people she had ever seen having a water fight, which was also quite interesting.

  The snowfall let up a bit and the sky cleared. They remained in this standoff for the entire night.

  "Are you done yet!" Zhang Kong's face was faintly showing signs of suppressed anger.

  Zhang Ye said: "You took away the half that belonged to me, and you don't even let me grumble a couple of sentences. Where does this sense of superiority come from?"

  "You..." The endless sky was filled with a sigh of relief, and the nameless fire dissipated a little more.

  The previous night's war of words, almost every time it was like this, vaguely on the verge of losing control, Zhang Ye said something so cute that Chang Kong couldn't find an excuse to blow up.

  "What do you want me to do before you let me go?" Chang Kong asked helplessly.

  "Hand over the sarira to me, and I won't let you go otherwise." Zhang Ye said stubbornly.

  "Take it away, you rascal!" Zhang Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore. With a flick of his hand, the dark and quiet demon bead fell into Zhang Ye's hands.

  Hulu

  Zhang Ye immediately retracted and turned around to leave.

  "Halt!"

  "This time, Chang Kong didn't hesitate and grabbed his collar, 'Although I've given it to you, I don't trust you. Before the division, you can't leave my sight.'"

  "It's none of your business." Zhang Ye now held his treasure tightly in his arms, feeling much more at ease, and didn't care what others said.

  "Wherever you go, I'll go with you. It just so happens that I have nothing to do right now, so I'll follow you. I especially invited you to board my Unrivaled Lucky Ship."

  Zhang Ye didn't want to bother with him, turned around and walked away, leaving a string of footprints in the snowy ground. "No need, I like walking on foot."

  Changkong Wuji slightly stunned, but also didn't say much, and rose up, entering the always floating in mid-air Wudou Fuchuan.

  Thus formed a strange scene, Zhang Ye walking on the icy ground below, while the transparent and exquisite Wu Shuang's good fortune boat floated above, like an ethereal beauty of luxury.

  A luxurious hall on a treasure ship, with a faintly discernible aura of noble and mysterious fragrance.

  Eight snow-white beautiful women surrounded him with a long and unbridled body.

  But at the same time they would also secretly look down and see that solitary figure walking alone in the snow, one step at a time.

  After watching for a long time, even the endless sky and boundless sea also feel that it is another kind of realm.

  For three consecutive days, Zhang Ye braved the wind and snow, carrying Long Lan on his back as he walked with his legs.

  At noon, the wind and snow suddenly became heavier.

  "Dragon Orchid Saintess, I don't know if you have the good fortune, inviting you to take refuge from the wind and snow on the Lucky Boat?"

  At this time, an empty fortune-telling boat came with a long and unscrupulous voice.

  "Thank you, Master Wuji, for your kind intentions." Long Lan's face was crimson from the cold, but she still trembled as she said: "You only see that I, Long Lan, have traveled to all nine realms since childhood and have lived in Fei Xue Jing Ge, not within the inner city. You know what path I've chosen. To soar through the heavens on a heavenly horse is good fortune, but to walk steadily on solid ground is the way; I chose the latter."

  Fu Jian gazed quietly through the window at the two people below, his expression slightly stunned, and he didn't say anything more.

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