Chapter 471 Jiang Wudao's Theory of Interests
"This... what kind of magic power is this?"
The eyebrowless old man Jiang Wudao was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.
He decisively gave up the big seal, crushed a teleportation talisman and tried to escape. However, after Yang Che devoured Yuwenji's Nascent Soul and collected Yuwenji's high-level storage bag, he decisively controlled the Nine Spirit Sword to slash Towards Jiang Wudao.
The moment Jiang Wudao crushed the formation talisman, the Nine Spirit Sword also penetrated his eyebrows.
The dazzling light from the teleportation array enveloped Jiang Wudao's Nascent Soul and disappeared without a trace.
Yang Che's face was calm, without any emotion.
He released his spiritual consciousness to the maximum extent and quickly sensed the position of Jiang Wudao Yuanying.
Using continuous teleportation, Yang Che had already caught up with Jiang Wudao Nascent Soul in almost a few breaths.
After the Nine Spirit Formation was complete, the speed of the Nine Spirit Sword was so terrifying that it nailed Jiang Wudao's Nascent Soul with almost no effort.
Jiang Wudao felt endless regret in his heart at this moment.
I originally thought that joining forces with Yu Wenji, entering the Nine Nether Purgatory to kill Yang Che and obtain the space treasure from Yang Che would be almost without incident, but I didn't expect that in the end, he and Yu Wenji would both die in Yang Che's hands.
"Who is this Yang Che?"
Jiang Wudao screamed wildly in his heart.
Seeing Yang Che walking step by step, every step he took was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.
At this moment, Jiang Wudao's thoughts changed. As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he suddenly said to Yang Che quickly:
"Yang Che, you can't kill me. Once I die, the secret of the high-level space treasure in you will be leaked."
When Yang Che heard this, he immediately understood something.
His eyes darkened slightly, and he asked slowly: "How did you know that I have the treasure of space in my body?"
Jiang Wudao smiled bitterly and explained:
"My Jiang family in Jianghuo City is a branch of the real Jiang family. Although our lineage is almost forgotten, we still obtained some ancient books from the main clan and passed them down. I saw it in an ancient book passed down by the family. There are detailed records about space treasures, so I saw some clues when I was in the ancient forbidden area of the Tengque Mountains."
Hearing this, Yang Che suddenly realized that Jiang Wudao had seen the clues when he was in the ancient forbidden land.
"Yang Che, I admit that I was blinded by greed, but I have nothing to say about success or defeat. In this world of immortality, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. As long as you don't kill me, I can guarantee that I will Jiang Wudao is definitely someone who can bring you great benefits."
After Jiang Wudao finished speaking, he was still frightened in his heart, and at the same time he looked at Yang Che anxiously.
"Profit? Even if I don't kill you, you will do harm to me for greater interests in the future, right?"
Yang Che suddenly sneered, and then used Devour without mercy, swallowing Jiang Wudao's Nascent Soul into his body.
He naturally remembered what Jiang Wudao said just now. Once he was killed, the secret of the high-level space treasure in his body would be revealed.
But if Jiang Wudao really had a backup plan, even if Jiang Wudao was not killed, wouldn't the secret of the space treasure on him be leaked?
After collecting Jiang Wudao's high-end storage bag, Yang Che directly took out a 'Luoyou Formation Talisman', crushed it, and instantly returned to his cave in Luoyou Village.
Yang Che immediately sat cross-legged and began to forcibly search the memories of Jiang Wudao and the black-robed old man Nascent Soul.
After a full cup of tea, Yang Che began to practice the soul refining chapter of "The Art of Chaos of Heaven and Earth", completely refining and absorbing the Nascent Souls of Jiang Wudao and Yu Wenji.
Almost two months later, Yang Che ended his training.
After completely absorbing the two Nascent Souls who were at the Half-Step Divine Realm level, Yang Che found that the strength of his soul had increased significantly, and his consciousness could now cover a radius of more than four thousand miles.
Next, Yang Che began to enter a meditative state.
After more than half a month, Yang Che opened his eyes helplessly.
After killing Jiang Wudao and Yu Wenji, he felt more clearly that it was probably hopeless to forcefully break through.
Originally, he planned to stay in seclusion in the Nine Nether Purgatory for a period of time, refine several extremely powerful talismans, and then fight back to the Netherworld Mountains to find a way to destroy the Ghost Sect of that day.
Nowadays, almost all the god-transforming monks in the human world are on the ‘Starry Sky Battlefield’. Yang Che thinks this is an excellent opportunity to destroy the Heavenly Ghost Sect.
But what I didn't expect was that Yu Wenji of the Tiangui Sect and Jiang Wudao, the lord of Jianghuo City, actually pursued them to Jiuyou Purgatory.
After killing the two of them and searching their Nascent Souls, Yang Che realized that with his current level of cultivation, he might be able to manage to destroy the Tiangui Sect.
But the four major demon sects are now connected with the same spirit. Once other demon sects come to help, or even alert the demon monks in the starry sky battlefield, it will not be good.
The foundation of Tiangui Sect is far deeper than he imagined.
However, the Tiangui Sect and the Yuwen family in Xuanwu City must be destroyed no matter what.
Yang Che thought about it carefully and decided to use the method of 'transforming into a mortal first' before trying to advance to the true state of divine transformation.
According to Hell Youfeng, the previous sages left this method. It seems simple, but not many people have succeeded.
The key to this is to transform the mortal completely.
But what is called thoroughness? Not even Hell Phoenix knows.
After all, Hell Youfeng has never experienced mortal transformation.
Yang Che continued to think about it in the cave for several days, but still had no clue.
He has magic power in his body, and the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art that both his body and soul have practiced. These are always there, so it is almost impossible to completely transform into a mortal.
On this day, Yang Che left the cave, left Luoyou Village and came to Tuba Town.
Houtu Street, in front of Ping An Oil Pancake Shop.
There were few customers.
There was not even one person buying pancakes.
Yang Che's eyes narrowed, and he slowly walked closer.
Tong Ping An was kneading dough with one hand, holding a crutch under his armpit, and the older Tong Kang was helping him behind him.
"Uncle Yang."
"Grandpa Yang."
Tong Ping An and his son were very happy to see Yang Che.
Yang Che asked in confusion: "Ping An, what's going on? Why is there no one buying pancakes?"
Tong Ping An sighed and said: "Business was very good at the beginning, and there was a long queue of people coming to buy scallion pancakes. But for some reason, there were fewer and fewer people, and in the end there was no one. I know there must be some reason for this, but my legs and feet are inconvenient, and I want to find out, but I can't do it."
Tong Ping An wiped his hand on a clean cloth, and his face showed helplessness.
Tong Ping'an only had one arm and one leg left, but he did not succumb to fate. He thought that he could support his father and son with his hard work and craftsmanship. As long as little Tong Kang grew up healthy, he could endure any hardship.
But he underestimated people's hearts after all.
He could vaguely guess what was going on.
After all, he was not the only one selling oil cakes in Tuba Town.
But he was disabled, so what could he do even if he knew the truth?
Tong Ping'an looked at little Tong Kang who was still sorting out the dough cakes. This sensible child gradually weakened the powerlessness in his heart.
At this time, Yang Che suddenly smiled and said:
"Ping'an, I'm hungry, please make two cakes for me."
Tong Ping'an was stunned.
When he saw the smile on Yang Che's face, endless warmth suddenly rose in his heart.
Eating scallion pancakes, Yang Che still praised them.
Tong Ping'an's craftsmanship had long surpassed him.
After eating, Yang Che quietly left Ping'an's oil cake shop and walked slowly towards another oil cake shop on Houtu Street.