In the forbidden area of the blood pool, Teng Shu is aloof and charming. She often has a large number of followers and waiters to help her handle certain things without even asking her to speak.
She is truly a proud girl!
And she did not disappoint the old guys in the blood pool. Her qualifications and understanding were excellent, and she was given high hopes. In the future, she would dominate Kyushu for the blood lord.
This time she was ordered to go out with Xue Chong to look for Jiang Ning. It was her ancestors who had snatched the place for her. The purpose was to please the master and become familiar with him.
After all, in Xuechi's eyes, no matter how powerful Jiang Ning is, he is just a clown in the Nascent Soul Realm. Anyone who stretches out his fingers can crush his shit out.
As a result...Teng Shu's hair was disheveled, and the color on her charming face was gone.
She was panting and staring at Jiang Ning, fearing that he would not follow martial ethics and continue to bully a weak woman like her.
Jiang Ning sneered and paced, as if thinking about her words.
"I've thought about your proposal, and I think it's quite good." After hearing Jiang Ning's words, Teng Shu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on her face.
However, Jiang Ning changed his tone and said: "But, I don't accept it!"
If Xuechi doesn't cause trouble for himself, he will also cause trouble for him.
In the antidote to the blood poison of the Five Plagues, there are still lives that have not been settled.
If Jiang Ning doesn't take care of the blood pool, how can he have the dignity to take out the antidote to plague blood in the future, and how can he have the dignity to use the Cang-Zhan technique and the Dragon-Tiger Demon-Conquering Fist?
Therefore, Xuechi and himself had already been locked in a fight to the death, leaving no room for negotiation.
Teng Shu's expression changed again, she turned around and ran away.
She could hear murderous intent in Jiang Ning's words.
"Jiang Ning, you have to think clearly. One more thing is worse than one less thing. You have a lot of debts. Are you sure you want to fight with me till death?"
While running, Teng Shu did not forget to continue his ideological work.
Jiang Ning turned a deaf ear.
"Stop talking nonsense, today Jiang will use your heads as a gift to the blood pool!"
"Jiang Ning, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Knowing that talking more would be useless, Teng Shu gritted her teeth and turned around to fight with him.
For a moment, the aura on her body was overwhelming, and the pressure she exuded was no worse than that on Jiang Ning.
It turns out that, like Xue Chong, she also cut her own cultivation.
In fact, she was already at the Yang Shen realm when she was in the blood pool.
However, even if she is in Yangshen realm, she is no match.
As both geniuses and in the same realm, Jiang Ning is not afraid of anyone, let alone his Yang Shen, who is so perverted that it is outrageous.
After several collisions, Teng Shu fell to the ground from the air and vomited blood.
In mid-air, Jiang Ning stood suspended in the air.
"It's not bad. It can last so long in my hand. You must know that when Sun Jun fought with me, he was killed by me after only a few encounters."
Teng Shu was so angry that he vomited blood and gritted his teeth: "Don't compare me with those scum. I am the future successor of the blood pool and I will not die here!"
Following her anger, a bloody raptor suddenly appeared behind her.
That's...her Yangshen!
"I shouldn't have let you live until now, but fortunately, it's not too late. Today, I will let you know that no matter how powerful you are, in essence you are still Nascent Soul, and I... am the Yang God!"
Fujishu had pride on her face.
When Jiang Ning fought with her, he never used his cultivation and only used his physical strength. Therefore, Teng Shu only thought that he was in the Nascent Soul realm and that his physical body was just strong.
Wang Jin, who was hiding in the distance, saw this and scolded: "You stupid woman with big breasts and no brains has been beaten like this, hasn't her brain turned around yet?"
After saying that, he immediately coughed up blood.
Jiang Ning's kick just now broke two ribs on his chest, and half of them pierced his internal organs. If he hadn't been proficient in the art of blood, he would have died by now.
Indeed, the strength Jiang Ning displayed was clearly beyond what a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator should be.
Faced with Teng Shu's overwhelming pride, Jiang Ning did not tolerate her.
"Is this your Yangshen? It looks ordinary. Why don't you take a look at mine?" Jiang Ning chuckled and said with a malicious smile.
Hearing this, Teng Shu had a look of astonishment on her face and asked in disbelief: "What, you...are you also a yangshen?"
She really didn't expect Jiang Ning to break through the realm.
But she reacted immediately, with a look of disdain on her face and said: "What kind of Yang God can a low-level casual cultivator like you condense? What I condensed is the Blood Mandrill Yang God!"
The blood mandrill is rumored to be a kind of god born from poisonous blood. Of course, only the creatures in the blood pool think so, and the rest of the people regard it as a spirit.
But no matter how you say it, the Blood Mandrill is indeed a very good first-class Yang God in the restricted area of the Blood Pool.
It's something she should be proud of.
Jiang Ning said nothing, silently stimulating his Yangshen.
The towering mountain peaks are full of jagged and strange rocks. There are no trees, no grass, no living creatures, it is silent, and the empty valleys are filled with orchids, exuding a depressing atmosphere.
Seeing this, Fujishu was stunned.
"Hahahaha, Shanyang God, he is indeed a lowly and low-class embryo, condensed into the shabby Yangshen of the street." After a moment, a silver bell-like sneer erupted from the inner demon cave.
Even Wang Jin in the distance showed doubts.
"The Yang God of the Mountain, the worst Yang God in the world of cultivation, why would Jiang Ning choose... This is not like his style."
Since there are too many monks in the world of cultivation and the threshold for high-ranking families is high, many practitioners are stuck at the hurdle of breaking through. Later, some practitioners discovered that looking at mountains and seas can also condense the yang spirit.
Since then, the trend of Shan Hai Yang Shen has started.
But gradually, the cultivators discovered that mountains, seas, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts were all mortal things. Even though they could condense the Yang God, they did not have any terrible strength or potential.
After multiple verifications, it was found that this was indeed the case, so Shanhai Yangshen gradually evolved into what everyone calls a "street vendor".
Jiang Ning didn't know this statement yet, and there was a strange look on his face when he heard this.
"Standard goods, are you sure...Have you ever seen street stall goods like this?" As he spoke, he spread out his hundred thousand mountains. However, in order not to reveal too much details, Jiang Ning used spiritual energy to cover the throne of the mountains.
There are hundreds of thousands of mountains, one after another, towering into the clouds. Some of them are like immortals guiding the way, some are like sharp swords piercing the sky, some are like cranes spreading their wings, and some are like pagodas suppressing monsters...
But no matter which one it is, they are all very coercive, and the momentum they exude is like the majesty of heaven, unattainable.
Fujishu was mocking, but when he saw this, his voice suddenly stopped.
"You...how did you condense so many mountain gods?" For some reason, Teng Shu felt a little trembling in her heart for no reason when looking at the 100,000 mountains.
On the other side, Wang Jin's eyes widened with a complicated expression on his face.
"The Yangshen of Mountains and Rivers is the most rubbish. Even if you condense so much, it's just a pile of rubbish." Wang Jin muttered, turned around and left the place.
Although he kept calling Jiang Ning a useless Yangshen, he still didn't dare to face Jiang Ning now.
After all, no matter how bad it is, it is still a Yangshen!
And I am just a small Nascent Soul in the early stage.
Wang Jin didn't want to suffer the immediate loss, so he decided to escape from the secret realm of the ruins while Teng Shu was dragging Jiang Ning to find another life.