Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Pass on the secret technique?

A technique worthy of being called a secret one was always a powerful martial skill. A skill so precious and strong that a Divine Transformation Stage mighty one would remember it fondly, wanting to pass it on even in death – just how precious and strong could it be?

Without even thinking about it, it must certainly be a rarity and a potent secret technique. After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone present was filled with longing and looked at Yin Nu with uncertainty.

For now, these two mighty beings of the Divine Transformation Stage seemed to have stopped fighting. And it seemed like the Black Puppet had a struggling expression in its eyes, as if it remembered something. If these two could stop, then here in the Sealed Land, the others wouldn’t have to worry about their backs anymore.

At this moment, Yang Zhen’s voice rang out once again.

“Cough, cough… It has already been thousands, tens of thousands of years. You two have been cultivating here for so many years, making some progress after a long time. It would be a shame if you guys started killing each other because of a moment’s impulse. It would only please your enemies and distress your loved ones. Oh right, take a look around at these cultivators. Anyone you see as agreeable can help in passing on your secret technique. That one… that one… yes, you. Ah never mind, you’re not suitable. Are there any among you present who possess a higher talent than me who would like to come forward and try?”

Everyone twitched at the corners of their mouths upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words. This bastard Yang Zhen certainly had ulterior motives. Everyone thought he had a heroic heart of righteousness. Now they knew better. What a slap in the face!

Yang Zhen was just being Yang Zhen. Everything he did that was confusing and fuzzy, if it wasn’t for some ulterior motive, it simply wouldn’t make sense.

Everyone had been wondering if Yang Zhen had been misunderstood all along. Now they knew better. All this righteousness, this pity for the world, wasn’t it all just an act to get his hands on the secret technique?

They all watched Yang Zhen with suspicious eyes. Even among everyone present, not one or two could surpass Yang Zhen in talent. And even if such a person existed, would they dare to step forward?

Damn it, this place was practically Yang Zhen’s home court. Even if someone surpassed him in talent, they wouldn’t have the familiarity he had with Yin Nu and the Black Puppet. Would anyone dare to charge the stage to find death?

Even if they didn’t die, catching the attention of this bastard Yang Zhen, what good could come of it in the future?

“Hehe, it seems like our Sao Saint really has the highest talent, huh!”

Yang Zhen looked sheepishly at Ye Lingyin and spoke words that made everyone resist the urge to curse.

Wasn’t this claiming he was the one with the highest talent, the most suitable to be the inheritor of the secret technique?

Looking at the hint of hesitation in Yin Nu’s eyes, many among the crowd secretly cursed Yang Zhen, hoping he wouldn’t catch Ye Lingyin’s eye.

Lu Tianwei stared at Yang Zhen with a dumbfounded expression. He was a bit confused. Why had the clearly laid trap to kill Yang Zhen suddenly become a competition to inherit from him?

Had Yang Zhen known about Yin Nu’s identity all this time? Even about the identity of the Black Puppet, a monstrous beast?

Damn, he was a bit dumbfounded, and was finding it hard to keep up.

If Yang Zhen had known about Yin Nu’s true identity, whether it be the crowd or Lu Tianwei himself, they might have accepted it. But for Yang Zhen to also know the identity of Black Puppet was a bit too much!

To whom the inheritance would fall was just up to Yin Nu and Ye Lingyin’s one moment of decision. At this moment, nobody dared to breathe. Provoking a mighty being of the Divine Transformation Stage was scary, but so was offending Yang Zhen.

At that moment, Ye Lingyin suddenly shook her head.

Seeing Ye Lingyin shake her head, the crowd was so excited they almost burst into cheers.

Nothing excited them more than seeing Yang Zhen be defeated.

The crafty cat, squatting on the shoulder of the Thousand-Spirit Saintess in the crowd, looked at Yang Zhen with an astonished face, muttering to itself, “Damn, this kid’s really cunning. I bet he’s been planning this since the beginning, no, since he came out of the Secret Store. One step after another, one leading to the next. But why is it that I’m so fascinated when things like this happen?”

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess watched with wide eyes and listened to the crafty cat’s mutterings. Who would have thought that Yang Zhen had been calculating this secret technique inheritance from that moment onwards.

Did Yang Zhen deceive everyone right from the start?

That was so typical of Yang Zhen!

People, who thought they knew the truth, looked at Yang Zhen askance, hearing him pompously suggest that someone with even higher innate talent than him should go take the inheritance, which immediately irked quite a few of them!

Many were gloating over Yang Zhen’s plight. Such a crude tactic could have deceived the world initially, but once the fox’s tail was exposed, it became worthless.

It seemed like everyone could see a fox’s tail wagging behind Yang Zhen – how could such a great divine transformation stage expert be fooled?

Looking at Yang Zhen’s grave face, mirroring the reliable boy-next-door image, many started to feel embarrassed for him.

Under such circumstances, would that demonic servant really give him the inheritance? Not slapping him to death would already be a great favor in itself.

Look, he is shaking his head, isn’t he?

Shaking his head – what does that mean? Doesn’t it imply that Yang Zhen is inadequate and not qualified to receive her inheritance?

Seeing this, the crowd was overjoyed.

However, to everyone’s dumbfounded surprise, the demonic servant shook her head, paused for a moment, and then once again approached Yang Zhen.

“Sh…She…She’s going over there again?”

Everyone looked confused as the demonic servant walked up to Yang Zhen. Her emotionless eyes stared at Yang Zhen for a while before she stretched out a finger, as white as jade, and placed it on Yang Zhen’s forehead.

Everyone was startled, fearing that the demonic servant would once again emit that destructive light. If that happened, at such a close distance, Yang Zhen wouldn’t even have a chance to run.

No, it wasn’t that he couldn’t run—it was practically a deadly situation.

Watching this scene, most people grew tense again. It was this peculiar feeling of wanting to see Yang Zhen fail but not wanting him to die just yet, which left people’s faces a mess, a mix of all sorts of colors.

There was hardly any change on Yang Zhen’s face. His innocent appearance could fool even the world’s most cunning hunter!

But little did anyone know, while Yang Zhen’s exterior was calm, he was panicking on the inside!

Yang Zhen knew all too well that at this time, let alone Ye Lingyin’s deathly light, even a slight poke from the demonic servant could potentially punch a hole in his head. Even his powerful Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body would be of no use!

Just as Yang Zhen looked doubtful and unsure, the servant’s finger began to glow, scaring Yang Zhen so much that he nearly bumped into her, only just managing to restrain himself!

The light emitting from the demonic servant’s finger was gentle, like sunlight on one’s body. A strange aura flowed from her finger into Yang Zhen’s body.

Yang Zhen suddenly…felt utterly exposed.

Dammit, he felt violated!

Yang Zhen thought that, to be fair, the demonic servant should’ve let him get a good look at her too. But considering she was a woman, he reluctantly accepted it.

This aura circulated within Yang Zhen’s body, even taking a spin in his Divine Consciousness Space. It was not that Yang Zhen couldn’t resist, he dared not.

After all, so far, the demonic servant hadn’t shown any killing intent and even if she wanted to kill him now, resisting would be in vain.

Isn’t there a saying? If you can’t resist, learn to enjoy the situation!

Yang Zhen tugged at his collar, revealing his toned chest, shut his eyes, and gave off a strong ‘Come at me’ vibe, leaving everyone baffled and at a loss.

What on earth was he trying to do?