Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

The blossom opened for an instant, spectacularly beautiful!

Hua Youyue smiled brightly, a serene smile gracing her face, with a sweet aroma permeating the air around her.

Hum—!

All the breath of the heavens and the earth seemingly aggregated, a gorgeous Epiphyllum Flower imprint gleaming brightly, leisurely moved to face Yang Zhen, in front of everyone’s shocked expressions, it imprinted itself within Yang Zhen’s mind.

Yang Zhen shook slightly, staring at Hua Youyue in surprise and asked, “What are you doing, little miss?”

Hua Youyue flashed a placid smile, shook her head and replied, “From today onward, Hua Youyue is just Hua Youyue, no longer the Tri-Floral Samtess, nor capable of becoming the Tri-Floral Saintess.”

Yang Zhen rejoiced, nodded, and responded, “That s right, you are you, a unique existence in this world. What the hell is a Tri-Floral Saintess? This cultivation method of splitting one’s spirit soul into three is absolutely nonsensical! Splitting one person into three, each forming its own consciousness. Wouldn’t it be cruel to them to merge again?”

An amused Hua Youyue nodded her head. Just as she was about to respond, the Saint soul suddenly sneered, retorting, “What do you know? An Epiphyllum flower, though splendid, also symbolizes tardy decline. Though Hua Youyue may have broken the restriction of the Ancient Triple Floral Scripture and devoted her life to you, she…”

Pausing here, the Saint-level spirit soul cast a peculiar look at Hua Youyue and continued, “Yet, she only has ten years left to live. Unless she achieves saint-hood within ten years, or procures some life-giving celestial treasure, she is…doomed to die!”

“What?” Yang Zhen’s expression changed, “Is she telling the truth?” he asked, staring at Hua Youyue.

Hua Youyue nodded, her smile remained unchanged as she gently replied, “Ten years, it’s enough.”

“Indeed!” The Saint-level Spirit Soul sighed, “Ten years is indeed enough!” Yang Zhen’s expression turned cold as he fixed his gaze on the Saint-level Spirit Soul, “What do you mean?”

What is ten years enough for?

Ten years isn’t much, even Great Saints took centuries or even millennia of cultivation. Not to mention Hua Youyue, even Yang Zhen himself wasn’t sure if he could break through to the Great Saint Realm within ten years.

Damn it!

A wave of irritation swept over Yang Zhen, evoking a sudden urge to destroy the obnoxious Ancient Triple Floral Scripture.

Unaware of Yang Zhen’s thoughts, the Saint soul glanced at him and slowly said, “Ten years is naturally enough because you have forcibly understood the Ascension Order and also comprehended two steps at once. While your physical injuries may have recovered, the damage to your spirit soul, however, is extremely hard to repair.”

After saying that, the Saint soul took a deep breath and continued, “In fact, ten years is too many because you now have only three years to live. Unless you can cultivate to the Great Saint realm within three years.”

II II

Yang Zhen, looking speechless, stared at the Saint soul: “Damn!

Even to reach the Great Saint realm within three years would be impossible, even by cheating. This promotion in rank and the promotion of cultivation skill are two different things. Even if Yang Zhen managed to eat all the world’s heavenly treasures that could be eaten and barely raised his cultivation level to the Great Saint standard, it wasn’t possible to merely raise his cultivation level by saying so.

Who knows how many epiphanies it would take to enter the Saint Realm! Upon hearing the Saint Soul’s words, everyone present was shocked. They stared at Yang Zhen with strange expressions on their faces, each having different reactions.

Yang Zhen turned his head numbly to look at Sao Saint, asking hesitantly, “Damn, does this Sao Saint only have three years left to live?”

Sao Saint gave a grin and nodded, “You feel it for yourself!”

Yang Zhen was taken aback. He concentrated his mind into his own body, a peculiar expression appearing on his face.

If the spirit Soul was compared to an apple, Yang Zhen’s apple had been bitten in half. Moreover, it was gnawed at haphazardly, similar to how a dog would gnaw, making it look extremely odd and unattractive!

“Damn…”

Yang Zhen stared blankly, this Ascension Order was merely a pitfall. Even though it seemed very powerful on the surface, the side effects were also enormous.

The Saint Spirit Soul started to become increasingly indistinct and laughed while looking at Yang Zhen, “Have you figured it out? How does it feel, do you regret it?”

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with shock and disbelief, shaking their heads at each other.

What good would it do to save her? In the end, Hua Youyue only had ten years left to live, and Yang Zhen was even worse off, with only three years left.

A crowd stared intently at Yang Zhen. With just three years left to live, how could he not regret it?

Some people even started to take pleasure in his misfortune, looking at Yang Zhen with amusement and not even blinking their eyes, afraid they might miss the slightest sign of regret on his face.

At that moment, even Hua Youyue became tense. Although she could still look calmly at Yang Zhen, everyone could see the turmoil within her.

“Yang Zhen…” Mo Xueling hesitated before whispering his name softly. Yang Zhen seemed to wake from a dream. He looked at Mo Xueling with a peculiar expression, then turned to the Spirit Soul at the Saint Realm and asked, “Did you say… if we can find the life treasure of heaven and earth, the girl’s life span can be restored?”

The Spirit Soul of the Saint Realm nodded, looking curiously at Yang Zhen, “Hua Youyue is different from you. She is now a complete Spirit Soul, so…” -Why didn’t you say so earlier…” Yang Zhen grimaced, then took slow steps towards Hua Youyue, “Damn, you almost gave me a heart attack.”

Everyone looked bewildered, obviously confused by Yang Zhen’s reaction, unsure of his intentions.

Even the Spirit Soul at the Saint Realm and Hua Youyue were surprised, their words caught in their throats.

Yang Zhen arrived in front of Hua Youyue, placed his hands on her shoulders and asked, “Are your life and death now tied to me, the Sao Saint?

Hua Youyue nodded, saying, “My life and death are but a thought away from you!”

Yang Zhen grinned and said, “Good, so if I want you to live for ten thousand, or twenty thousand years, all I need to do is to manifest the thought, right?” Hua Youyue looked stunned, a hint of sorrow flashing in her eyes.

People around exchanged glances.

■’Is Yang Zhen stupid? It’s true that Hua Youyue’s life is in his hands, but how can he just make her live longer? Easy to kill, difficult to spare!”

“It’s not totally impossible. If she can advance to the Great Saint Realm within ten years, wouldn’t she survive?”

“The Great Saint Realm?” The crowd shook their heads: “How to advance? Are we dreaming?”

Everyone sighed, “Yang Zhen is clearly muddled!”

At that moment, Hua Youyue looked as if she wanted to say something but held back, then her body shivered and her eyes widened suddenly.

With a snap of his fingers, Yang Zhen set off a terrifying burst of life energy that surged out in all directions, almost causing people’s eyeballs to pop out. “The Ancient Tree of Life!” The Spirit Soul at the Saint Realm was visibly shocked, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief, “You actually have the Ancient Tree of Life! What… what do you plan to do?”

Damn Cat’s eyes suddenly lit up, exclaiming excitedly, “Damn, how could I forget about the Ancient Tree of Life? With it, the girl will be perfected!” Then Damn Cat darkened, “But… that leaves no hope for Damn Yang.” Yang Zhen glanced at the tiny sapling floating in the air, wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth due to the forceful extraction of the Tree of Life, and said with a smile, “Young lady, you’ve fallen into the hands of Sao Saint in this lifetime. You’re so beautiful, would you accept a token of love from me?”

Saying this, Yang Zhen pressed his hand on Hua Youyue’s brow in her astonished gaze, imprinting the Ancient Tree of Life in it.

Hua Youyue groaned and a huge wave of life energy suddenly burst out of her body.

“Yang Zhen, why… why are you doing this?” The Spirit Soul at the Saint Realm said with a bitter smile.

Yang Zhen rolled his eyes, “You wouldn’t understand, and… the Sao Saint doesn’t want to chat with singletons!”