Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 1335: Chapter 1361: It’s Easy to Draw a Dragon or a Tiger, but Hard to Draw Their Bones Chapter 1335: Chapter 1361: It’s Easy to Draw a Dragon or a Tiger, but Hard to Draw Their Bones In the Yaochi Holy Land, everyone looked at Luo Jin and Yang Zhen with odd expressions, their exchanges filled with an indescribable solemnity.

Luo Jin suddenly smiled, staring at Yang Zhen, “Today’s event, it seems I’ve been too sentimental, but fortunately you arrived early enough, and I haven’t made a fool of myself. The issue of the Yao Light Lock, I’ll leave to you.”

Saying this, Luo Jin deeply glanced at the Third Saintess, snorted lightly, and turned to the Shaking Light Saint Master, “Saint Master, since Yang Zhen has come, the matter of the Yao Light Lock is not something I should meddle in. I’ve heard a bit about Yang Zhen’s talent, and I believe with his strength, he can certainly break the Yao Light Lock and help the Shaking Light Holy Land retrieve our ancestor’s legacy.”

Everyone looked at Luo Jin, their faces showing stunned expressions; nobody had expected that under such circumstances, Luo Jin could still handle matters so calmly and reasonably.

The Shaking Light Saint Master seemed on the verge of speaking but stopped, his face showing an awkward expression. Luo Jin, however, did not give the Shaking Light Holy Land a chance to speak and instead turned to Elder Luo, “Elder, is the way I handled this satisfactory?”

Elder Luo laughed heartily, giving Yang Zhen a deep look, snorting and squinting his eyes, “I said, you are fully in charge of the matter, free to use any methods and means. But after all, you are a young man; it’s important to have some fighting spirit.”

Hearing this, everyone around showed horrified expressions, their faces filled with uncertainty as they looked towards Luo Jin.

It was clear from Elder Luo’s words that the Yaochi Holy Land had not given face to Luo Jin, so why should Luo Jin give face to Yang Zhen?

Regardless of Luo Jin’s mindset, he was actually there to sincerely help the Shaking Light Holy Land.

Now that Yang Zhen had arrived and the Third Saintess had clearly taken a liking to him, this turned into a huge slap that heavily struck Luo Jin’s face.

Moreover, with Yang Zhen provoking first, the fact that Luo Jin did not reprimand him on the spot already showed great restraint.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense, and Luo Jin stood there with a bewildered expression on his face.

Everyone was a bit puzzled by Luo Jin’s strange expression.

Only Yang Zhen, the Su Emperor Palace Empress, and the Yaochi Holy Land’s Third Saintess and others could discern something amiss.

Yang Zhen uttered an “oh” and said, “He actually had a breakthrough; he’s truly a genius!”

A hearty laughter spread as a tremendous surge of energy suddenly erupted from Luo Jin’s body, creating tumultuous waves that soared to the skies, roaring like an enraged dragon against the heavens, with frequent signs of celestial phenomena.

Elder Luo’s face showed a satisfied expression, but he was also surprised as he said, “Since ancient times, gains and losses are unclear, I didn’t expect you to be so fortunate.”

The cheeky cat’s eyes widened, and with an “oh,” it said, “Kid, this guy’s talent is not lesser than yours. To be able to have a breakthrough under these circumstances, not dying in silence but exploding in it, the way you’re spreading dog food is rather intense.”

Yang Zhen glanced at the cheeky cat and said, “Get lost, what do you mean I’m spreading dog food intensely, have I been doing that?”

The cat muttered, “Whether you’re scattering it or not, don’t you have a clue in your heart?”

The Su Emperor Palace Empress looked deeply at Yang Zhen and said, “The Shaking Light Holy Land has overstepped.”

Hearing this, people around took sharp breaths and turned their gazes towards the Shaking Light Saint Master, with curious looks on their faces.

The Shaking Light Saint Master’s face was pale with anger, but in such a situation, how could he possibly explain?

The Third Saintess hesitated to speak and, seeing the look in Yang Zhen’s eyes, swallowed her words.

Yang Zhen gestured with his hand and said, “Back home, we have a saying you might want to hear.”

The Su Emperor Palace Empress was taken aback and asked, “What’s that?”

Yang Zhen, with a nonchalant expression, glanced at Luo Jin and said, “The saying goes… ‘Drawing a dragon and painting a tiger, it’s hard to draw the bones; knowing a person, knowing the face, but not the heart.’ Some people seem magnanimous on the surface, as if they can endure any injustice and repay grievances with virtue, like great benevolent persons. But actually, they’re so petty-minded!”

Saying that, Yang Zhen pinched his thumb and forefinger together, leaving a tiny gap and gestured it to the Su Emperor Palace Empress.

This was quite a transparent allusion, obviously aimed at Luo Jin.

The people around showed displeased expressions, glaring at Yang Zhen.

“Yang Zhen, you’re going too far. Luo Saint has been magnanimous, not pursuing your provocation is already benevolence fulfilled, yet you slander him?”

“It’s disappointing, I thought you, Yang Zhen, were also an upright and honorable man, but you turned out to be so petty.”

Criticism grew louder, and a young monk who appeared clean and neat stepped forward, greeting Yang Zhen with disappointment, “Donor Yang, you have let this little monk down.”

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“Huh? Who is this master?” Yang Zhen asked with a clueless expression on his face.

As the young monk emerged, most of the people around showed shocked faces, and many even subconsciously stepped back half a step.

Hearing Yang Zhen’s question, the young monk smiled, joined his palms together, and said, “Little monk Jin Chanzi.”

Wow!

That’s a name I’ve long admired!

Yang Zhen showed a surprised expression and quickly joined his hands in prayer, exclaiming “Amitabha,” but he then realized Jin Chanzi was puzzled; he remembered that this world did not believe in Buddha.

“So it’s Master Jin Chanzi, a name I’ve long heard, how could I disappoint you?” Yang Zhen asked.

Luo Jin’s momentum continued to break through, soon to reach a crucial threshold, making everyone gasp, while also becoming curious about Yang Zhen and Jin Chanzi.

Yang Zhen said Luo Jin appeared honest but was deceiving, Jin Chanzi said Yang Zhen was a disappointment, Jin Chanzi was aloof, not planning to interfere anymore, looking so carefree.

What in the world were these three up to?

Glancing at Luo Jin, Jin Chanzi sang out, “I’ve heard Yang Host acts unpredictably and even has some connections with my Zen Buddhism. Why then is he so petty, slandering Layman Luo?”

Yang Zhen gave Jin Chanzi a blank look and said, “Which ear of yours heard me slander Luo Jin?”

“This one!”

Jin Chanzi replied cheerfully.

Yang Zhen nodded, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Jin Chanzi, saying, “Master Jin Chanzi, are you deaf?”

Hearing that remark, everyone shuddered.

Were the two of them about to engage in a debate?

“Not deaf!” Light radiated from Jin Chanzi’s body, making him look majestic and serene, smiling at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen, with narrowed eyes, asked again, “Master Jin Chanzi, are you blind?”

“Not blind!”

The smile on Jin Chanzi’s face grew even brighter as he stared at Yang Zhen, saying, “Does Host Yang have more to say?”

Dong!

The sound of a deep bell echoed, and above Jin Chanzi’s head, patterns flashed, coalescing into a halo.

A sense of majesty made people feel the urge to worship; many stared blankly at Jin Chanzi and Yang Zhen.

Clearly, Yang Zhen was now less imposing than Jin Chanzi.

To debate with Jin Chanzi, wasn’t that asking for trouble?

Smugness appeared on Luo Jin’s face as he looked at Yang Zhen as if he had everything under control.

Let’s see how Yang Zhen would respond.

The Empress of Su Emperor Palace frowned, and the Third Saintess stepped forward, coming to Yang Zhen’s side.

The atmosphere around them grew tense.

Suddenly, Yang Zhen spread his hands with a grin, “Since you’re neither deaf nor blind, Master Jin Chanzi, have you ever seen this?”

“What is this…”

Jin Chanzi’s body trembled all of a sudden, he staggered back three steps, and his halo broke apart.

In Yang Zhen’s palm lay a green bean-sized insect, struggling to open its eyes, looking bewildered at everything around it.

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