Chapter 17: Union with the Ziyang Sacred Body

But now, my intrusion, this world in the book, seems to have undergone too many changes.

Or rather, in the original book, because the original setting of Yang Jun was defined as a villain.

So its own attributes were not set, and in reality, the attributes could be infinitely possible?

Yang Jun thought about such a matter, thought about such a possibility.

And at this moment, Leng Qingyue felt an indescribable shock in her heart.

Is this person a devil?

In one night, he directly entered a level?

How could such a thing happen?

Zhou Tian is already a rare genius of the sect; this Yang Jun is merely a spoiled brat—how could he possess such great power? How could he have such strength?

"Absolutely impossible—you couldn't possibly enter the first layer of the Dragon Nurturing Divine Technique!"

Leng Qingyue thought about these things, and involuntarily a sentence slipped out.

Originally it was a worry in her heart, but now it completely changed.

At this moment, besides being shocked, she felt even more uneasy—how did she just blurt that out?

"Yi, how do you know I broke through the first layer?"

Yang Jun was startled, his eyes widened even more, staring intently at Leng Qingyue before him.

"I don't need you to meddle!"

Hearing Yang Jun's words, a flicker of unease crossed Leng Qingyue's eyes, and at once another sentence sprang out.

Good grief, I must absolutely not let Yang Jun know that I can hear his thoughts.

Otherwise, Yang Jun would surely kill me to silence me.

"Yo, your temper's not small—don't you even know your own status?"

Yang Jun froze—why so agitated?

But just after Yang Jun uttered that sentence, he quickly came to his senses.

"Heh, Leng Qingyue, tell me what it means that I've broken through a layer now."

Yang Jun leaned forward, looking at Leng Qingyue before him, and spoke.

Hearing Yang Jun's words, Leng Qingyue froze.

Such a thing, by now, seems to have fulfilled all the necessary conditions.

But I will absolutely not allow such a thing to happen!

If I must choose, of course I would choose my junior martial brother.

After all, this matter—my master had long instilled it in me, had already set my mission and duty; it is a part of life.

"Yang Jun, I warn you—you'd better put away your petty thoughts."

"I tell you, if you dare to do anything, my sect will absolutely not let you off!"

"Such a result will be something you cannot bear!"

"By the way, I can remind you—my master is truly a grand master; do you understand what a grand master means?"

Leng Qingyue stared fixedly at Yang Jun and spoke again.

In her words, there was an even stronger sense of unease, a full sense of grievance.

How could such a thing happen to oneself?

"Oh, a grand master? In the face of a powerful state apparatus, they're just mud chickens and tile dogs—my people are already waiting outside the Prince Pingxi mansion, welcome."

Yang Jun wore an indifferent look, speaking with utter contempt.

Moreover, just as Yang Jun spoke like that, he added another sentence.

【If they really come, it's no big deal.】

【At most I'll kill you, toss you aside—die without proof!】

Yang Jun sneered inwardly, wearing a look of contempt.

Upon hearing Yang Jun's thoughts, Leng Qingyue's eyes widened even more.

This man is so ruthless!

But didn't my master once say that a man ought to be ruthless?

Moreover, when teaching my junior martial brother, that's exactly what was said: a true man acts, asking only for results.

As long as one can succeed, wouldn't one use any means necessary?

"All right, now everything is ready—make your preparations; we're about to begin."

Yang Jun looked at Leng Qingyue before him and spoke.

"Wait, you need to think clearly—if you haven't broken through a layer, once these things are unleashed, you will die!"

Leng Qingyue raised her voice, her face shocked.

She stared intently at Yang Jun before her, feeling very uneasy.

This brat—could he really have broken through the first layer?

Impossible—Zhou Tian hasn't even done it that fast; how could he?

"What's the fuss? This is trivial—whether or not you've broken through, just give it a try and you'll know."

Yang Jun, not being polite either, leaned forward, drew near Leng Qingyue, and as he spoke his hand fell onto her body.

"No, Yang Jun—I was wrong, I really was wrong, please let me go."

"I'll never dare to cause you trouble again, nor dare to strike at you."

Leng Qingyue's voice trembled, her eyes showing strong unease.

She stared fixedly at Yang Jun, feeling utterly wronged.

Leng Qingyue, think about what you've done.

I'm in my own mansion, I haven't provoked anyone, nor invited anyone.

You actually came to my house to kill me; tell me, can I let you go? No matter what you say, now, taking some interest, gaining some benefit, is that not appropriate?

Yang Jun spoke with a smile, Leng Qingyue looked uneasy.

You...

Leng Qingyue opened her mouth to speak, but as soon as she did, Yang Jun pinched her mouth shut.

At the same time, Yang Jun took out a bottle and forcibly poured the medicine inside into Leng Qingyue's mouth.

You, you despicable, what is this? Is it something to make me weak again?

Leng Qingyue felt deeply wronged, her eyes reddened, and she was about to cry.

Don't worry, I just added some ingredients; after all, for some places I haven't experienced, we need to increase actual effect, which is also necessary.

Leng Qingyue, you will surely not disappoint me, right?

Yang Jun gave a slight smile, and as he spoke, he extended his hand forward.

At the Imperial City Guard Phoenix Letter Battalion Command Headquarters, Zhou Tian wore a worried expression.

He held a wine bottle, sipping small mouthfuls, his heart full of doubt and confusion.

As for Zhou Tian, the current situation is still utterly puzzling.

Given Fourth Senior Sister Leng Qingyue's strength, the power she possesses should be enough to take down Yang Jun; shouldn't that be a given?

But why did Fourth Senior Sister just go and never return?

If it were another woman, no matter how beautiful, Zhou Tian wouldn't care.

But Fourth Senior Sister's Ziyang Holy Body is something Zhou Tian can't forget and most wants to obtain.

Only by obtaining the Ziyang Holy Body can one's strength undergo a qualitative leap, and only then can one achieve the desired result.

But now, why can't even Fourth Senior Sister come back?

Junior Brother!

Just then, a voice entered Zhou Tian's ears.

Fourth Senior Sister!

Zhou Tian raised his head, seeing Leng Qingyue before him, his face full of joy.