Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 722: Chapter 728: Never Been Scared of Cultivating! (Second Update)

The fierce girl, her eyes flashing with uncertainty, stared at Yang Zhen’s face. She broke into a cute smile and said, “Regardless of whether you can heal my internal injuries, I will appreciate it. Thank you, Yang Zhen. My name is Wu Tao, Tao as in peach!”

A sweet little girl named Peach, who appeared so delicate that one would assume a single slap could make her cry for ages, was actually a body-refinement practitioner. This realization left Yang Zhen in absolute shock.

Apart from Wu Tao, who was grateful and voluntarily introduced herself, the others didn’t share their names. This included the demoness with the devilish figure, who only managed a smile. As for the five individuals chosen by the Northern Island, they only gazed coldly at Yang Zhen. They seemed to think it was impossible for Yang Zhen to become one of them, he was just passing through after all.

Senior Zhou walked over to Wu Tao with a gloomy face and said, “Miss Wu, don’t let Yang Zhen fool you. He loves duping people. He might merely find you pleasant to deal with and is deliberately saying this merely to gain your favor.”

Wu Tao laughed and said, “Senior, you are overthinking. Even if Yang Zhen is capable of healing my internal injuries, I won’t show favoritism in the selection of the Chosen. That would only harm him.”

At those words, everyone present gasped. Yang Zhen widened his eyes, thinking to himself, ‘Good heavens! Being a Chosen wasn’t about indulging in the pleasures of life; it could even cost one’s life?’

Seemingly aware of her slip of the tongue, Wu Tao just laughed and didn’t continue her explanation.

Senior Zhou looked uncertainly at Wu Tao and hesitated before asking, “What on earth is the Third Saintess trying to do? Even the Chosen face life-threatening dangers?”

Wu Tao looked at Senior Zhou, shook her head and said, “Senior, there’s no point digging any further. The thoughts of the Third Saintess aren’t for us to fathom. But even the Chosen aren’t immortal and will face danger. Danger and opportunity usually go hand in hand. To what extent one can reach depends mostly on one’s destiny.”

When he heard Wu Tao’s words, Yang Zhen only got more curious about this Third Saintess. With so many geniuses persuaded to join the trials, if the Yaochi Holy Land didn’t provide an explanation, not just the Third Saintess, but even the Mother of the Yaochi Holy Land wouldn’t escape unscathed.

The Chosen were almost like the most promising disciples of a faction. If they were sent there and if something went wrong, who would ever let that go?

All eyes were on each other. The situation was sudden, and while the practitioners of the Western Region and the Northern Island have always been at odds, they would never stoop to such low tactics against each other. If the Western Region dared to try such strategies, not just the Northern Island, but also the East Sea and the Southern Region wouldn’t stand by idly. This was why despite their suspicions, the major forces of the Northern Island allowed their proudest disciples to participate in the selection.

The inheritors of the Yaochi Holy Land had always maintained an air of mystery. Until the very end, no one knew what the Yaochi Holy Land was after. Now, with countless people keeping an eye on the event, being among the chosen was the safest thing to do.

Aside from being extraordinarily strong and greatly treasured by all major forces, when imagining potential enemies who might try to kill the Chosen, one must first consider the reaction of the Yaochi Holy Land.

Perhaps no one among the major forces of the Northern Island allowed themselves to imagine Yang Zhen as one of the Chosen from the Yaochi Holy Land.

Luckily, the selection process for the Chosen was extremely stringent. Based on Yang Zhen’s track record thus far, there was virtually no chance of him becoming one of the Chosen. This was the only reason why the five families of the Northern Island pushed so hard for the selection process, turning a blind eye toward Yang Zhen.

All five of the Chosen looked at Yang Zhen curiously, their faces showing complex emotions as they waited for the situation to progress.

At this moment, Yunla suddenly approached Yang Zhen, smiled, and spoke. “Comrade Yang, once you become one of the Chosen, you’ll have the opportunity to receive a significant reward. Although I can’t go into detail, I am willing to stake my life on it. If you succeed, you will definitely not be disappointed. Are…you willing?”

Many people were unaware of the details and were surprised to hear what Yunla had to say.

A reward that even Yunla valued so highly was likely something that ordinary people couldn’t even dream of handling. Who would reject such a proposal?

Moreover, it was an opportunity granted by the Third Saintess. Among all the practitioners in the world, there were probably only those who begrudged the fact that they couldn’t become one of the Chosen, not those who were unwilling to become one.

All eyes were now on Yang Zhen, awaiting his response.

As for that reward, Yang Zhen wasn’t particularly interested. Becoming one of the Chosen was no big deal as long as he could get into the Yaochi Holy Land and find the Land of Seven Yin and Seven Yang.

Looking at Yunla’s sincere face, Yang Zhen asked, “After becoming one of the Chosen, do I have a chance to enter the Yaochi Holy Land?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Yunla’s face reflected a strange expression. He glanced at Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er standing behind Yang Zhen, and responded with a smile, “Of course, there is a chance.”

The five elite chosen of the Northern Island demonstrated a collective expression of surprise. Shortly after, they looked contemptuously at Yang Zhen. One of the thin practitioners at the peak of the Divine Transformation Stage even snorted coldly, “Absolutely ridiculous. Yang Zhen, already favored by the Twin Feathers of Northern Island, actually desires to meet the Third Saintess. I wonder what the Twin Feathers see in Yang.”

“The chance to meet the Third Saintess of Yaochi Holy Land is not that easy to come by. Brother Wang, you worry too much. Yang Zhen is only daydreaming. Although I agree with what you said, I seriously wonder why the Twin Feathers would fall for such an ignorant man.”

After hearing these words, the demoness beside Yunla glanced at Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er with a playful look. However, she saw only two expressions of absolute calm on faces of extraordinary beauty, as if they didn’t care about Yang Zhen’s ambition to venture into the Yaochi Holy Land and seek an opportunity to meet the Third Saintess.

This left the demoness slightly taken aback. She exchanged puzzled glances with Wu Tao.

At the same time, her gaze toward Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er carried a hint of disdain and disappointment. Clearly, she found the fact that these two women, who seemingly had no opinion of their own, disappointing.

Being able to accept this sort of behavior spoke of their absurdity.

Seeing the assorted expressions on everyone’s faces, Yang Zhen was momentarily stunned but quickly figured it out – they’d all misunderstood him.

Damn it, he had no interest in that Third Saintess. His intent in entering the Yaochi Holy Land was only to find the Land of Seven Yin and Seven Yang to aid Feisty Chicken in her rebirth. Moreover, he didn’t recall ever mentioning seeing the Third Saintess.

Yang Zhen shrugged and, too lazy to explain, looked at Yunla with a grin. “As long as I have a chance to go to the Yaochi Holy Land, I’m good. Let’s start. How will you determine if I’m one of the Chosen?”

Hearing Yang Zhen’s direct words, everyone nearly bit their tongues.

They’d seen people with self-confidence, but never one as confident as Yang Zhen. The look on his face seemed to suggest that he would become one of the Chosen any moment now.

Yunla too was amazed, then laughed, “Determining whether Brother Yang is one of the Chosen is simple. Brother Yang just needs to cultivate a minor cultivation method. If you can successfully cultivate it, that means you meet our selection criteria.”

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded. So were Han Yan’er, Hua Youyue, and even the Cat.

Cultivate a method?

This was effectively a foregone conclusion. Yang Zhen had many skills, and he had never backed down from cultivating.