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Zhao Yang chuckled, feigning shyness as he said, "I say, my dear wife, all women like big things. How can you say you prefer the small ones? What am I supposed to do as your husband?"
"You!" Liu Rou was at a loss for words, pouting in an adorable yet annoyed manner. "You just love to bully me. You don't even feel ashamed in front of so many people."
"Come on, they're all dead! Who's going to hear it? If they do, I'll just kill them!" Zhao Yang replied, increasing the intensity of the flames, making the Earth Fire blaze hotter and causing the Harmonious Gate Master to wail in agony.
"You two shameless scoundrels! You treat human life like grass! You won't have a good ending!" The Harmonious Gate Master cried out, his body smoking and emitting a burnt smell.
"Haha, now you're saying we treat lives like grass? My wife and I were just having a nice meal at the restaurant when those from the Wang family bumped into me. I even took the initiative to apologize! But instead of being reasonable, they acted arrogantly and looked down on us, wanting to kill us. I advised them not to escalate things, but they insisted on fighting and confidently made a bet with me. If I lost, I'd be dead; if I won, taking their lives would be justified. Furthermore, if I killed someone from the Wang family, I naturally had to explain myself to them. But when I got there, I found them plotting how to kill me! Killing those who want to kill me is certainly not wrong, right? Well then, after that massacre, you all came after me too. I thought I'd indulge myself this time and see just how strong your forces are and how many of you I could take down. I've always believed in 'if others don't offend me, I won't offend them; if they do offend me, I'll repay them tenfold.' If you provoke me, I won't care about any greater good or the lives of the world; anyone who dares to touch me will face slaughter!"
Zhao Yang laid out his thoughts clearly, leaving Liu Rou beside him stunned. Suddenly he turned to her and asked, "Isn't that right, sweetheart?"
Liu Rou rolled her eyes and replied, "I haven't even agreed to be your girlfriend yet! You're getting more and more out of line!"
Zhao Yang chuckled again and turned his attention back to the nearly defeated Harmonious Gate Master. He pulled out his massive Stone Hammer!
A shadow suddenly descended from the sky like a curtain blocking out the sun. Zhao Yang roared as he raised the giant hammer and swung it toward the Heavenly Harmony Bell. With this strike, he used both lightness and heaviness techniques that could shatter the heavens and earth. Even if the Heavenly Harmony Bell were invincible and unscathed, the Harmonious Gate Master within would surely be reduced to mush!
However, a sigh echoed through the air as if traversing through eons of time until it reached Zhao Yang's ears. A chill ran down his spine as he realized his cultivation had been sealed; Liu Rou's face also turned pale.
"Young friend, please spare us and let go of the disciples of the Heavenly Harmony Sect," an aged voice called out.
Zhao Yang strained to use his Divine Sense but found no trace of anyone nearby! The other party was a master!
"Who are you?" Zhao Yang asked, unafraid, for if such a master wished to kill him, they would have already made their move.
"She is the disciple of my disciple," the Aging Voice replied, each word heavy with a sense of history that made Zhao Yang feel a deep sorrow.
"Ancestor?" The Harmonious Gate Master, burned and battered within the Heavenly Harmony Bell, suddenly regained her senses. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Ancestor, is it truly you? Please, take action and kill this little demon to avenge our fallen disciples of the Heavenly Harmony Sect!"
"Alas, child, with your keen insight, it is only natural that the Heavenly Harmony Sect fell at your hands. What of our sect's legacy, the Great Celestial Divination Technique? Have you not practiced it?" the Aging Voice inquired.
"I... I have not practiced it. The Spirit Writing Technique is but empty talk; the heavenly secrets are unfathomable, and I do not believe in them," the Harmonious Gate Master replied through gritted teeth.
The Earth Fire extinguished, and a powerful True Qi surged into the Harmonious Gate Master's body, healing her charred flesh.
Then the voice continued, "Young friend Zhao Yang, I am nearly seven hundred years old. Having guarded the Heavenly Harmony Sect for so many years and witnessed countless struggles in this world, I feel a profound sense of futility and helplessness. You possess an innate ability to defy fate, and with the Supreme Imperial Aura above your head, someone must have left something on you to protect you. I cannot harm you. However, I am at the late stage of the Tribulation Period; even if a supreme being intervenes, I have a fifty percent chance of perishing alongside you at that moment. I have withdrawn from worldly affairs for many years and am not unreasonable. Today, I hope you can take a step back and give the Heavenly Harmony Sect a chance at survival."
Hearing such words from this ancient being, Zhao Yang could only agree. Anyone who could see even the life-saving hair on his head was undoubtedly one of the top figures in the cultivation world. Since such a person was willing to lower themselves, he had no choice but to nod in acceptance.
"However, I have one condition: the Heavenly Harmony Bell must be given to me!" Zhao Yang stated. He had his eyes set on the bell's extraordinary capabilities; it could withstand even his Inch of Light's might—truly a divine weapon!
"You dare to dream! Ancestor, this little demon is bloodthirsty; if he is not eliminated now, he will surely bring disaster to the cultivation world in the future!"
"Be quiet!" Liu Rou interjected angrily. She despised how others labeled Zhao Yang as a threat because he had calculated using mathematical theories that if he were to keep killing, it would take him at least three thousand years to wipe out everyone on the Five Elements Continent. "My brother has no time to wreak havoc upon the world."
After a moment of silence, the ancient voice said, "You may take the Heavenly Harmony Bell; it seems my Heavenly Joy Sect must face this calamity."
The void trembled as the Heavenly Harmony Bell suddenly shrank, transforming into a stream of light that flew into Zhao Yang's hand. He reduced the Heavenly Harmony Bell to the size of an earring and pulled Liu Rou into his embrace, fastening it on her. Although Liu Rou pouted, her heart had already blossomed like spring flowers.
"Hey, this young lady!" The Aging Voice suddenly noticed Liu Rou and pondered for a moment before saying, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Well then, thank you for your assistance, senior. However, you must keep your disciple in check. If she harbors any intent to kill me again, I will ultimately have to eliminate her. Farewell!"
Zhao Yang did not wish to linger any longer; he felt something was off and sensed that something bad might happen. After all, the other party was a top-tier expert in the cultivation world. If they truly became enraged, even if they couldn't kill him, he would regret it for life if they harmed his friends. Fortunately, he realized that his greatest reliance—the saving hair of Sun Wukong—was undoubtedly the thing these fortune-telling experts feared the most.
After Zhao Yang and Liu Rou left, a figure appeared beside the Harmonious Gate Master. She was old and frail, dressed in a tattered green robe. Sighing, she said, "The Heavenly Harmony Sect should be disbanded from now on. That young man is someone you will never catch up to in this lifetime!"
"Why?" the Harmonious Gate Master asked angrily.
"Because he does not belong to this world!" The Green-Robed Old Woman vanished without a trace.
"And how could that woman possibly be an Immortal? Is there really such a thing as eternal life? Can one truly ascend to the heavenly realm?"
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