Chapter 1592: The Humiliation of Wuya Xianmen
Chapter 1592
"Chu Jing, you are my temporary master after all. Since that boy is looking for death, why don't you satisfy him?"
As Tianjian and his group left, Haotianzhu floated in the air and said very unhappily.
"I promised Guangliang Taixian that I would not cause trouble in this city. I cannot break this oath easily."
Chu Jing said calmly.
"You mean, if we were outside the city, you would kill this guy called Tianjian?"
Haotianzhu is full of fighting spirit.
"Of course I would if that great immortal hadn't stopped me."
Chu Jing looked indifferent.
To him, killing this Heavenly Sword should be no different than killing a chicken.
This doesn't need to be exaggerated.
"Humph! I hope I'll have a chance to run into this guy again next time!"
Haotianzhu was a little annoyed, and suddenly muttered: "By the way, Chu Jing, do you have any other unwanted weapons? Can you give them to me as food?"
“As food?”
Chu was surprised.
Haotianzhu said: "After the battle with the gilded sword just now, I am a little hungry and want to eat something!"
"What do you mean by eating something, is it eating other immortal weapons?"
Chu Jing was even more surprised.
"What? You don't want to give it to me? You're so stingy???"
Haotianzhu was unhappy.
Seeing that there were too many people around, Chu Jing immediately flew back to the Jingtian Gang headquarters building with the Haotian Pearl.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
As the thought came to his mind, some weapons that were only at the immortal level floated in the room.
"Wakaka! I'm so hungry! I'm going to feast on it!"
Haotianzhu shouted excitedly, and then its volume began to expand continuously, and soon it turned into a big black ball with a diameter of one meter!
"Hang Chi Hang Chi."
It rushed forward recklessly, and the weapons it touched were shattered instantly, and then disappeared as if it had merged into the body of the Haotian Pearl.
In less than a moment, all the immortal weapons had been eaten by the Haotian Pearl!
"real or fake?"
Chu Jing showed a surprised expression.
The Haotian Pearl has been given to him for such a long time, and he has been very honest during this period and has basically not gone out to do anything.
But now, it has unlocked new functions and can devour other weapons?
In the history of the fairy world, there are all kinds of strange weapons, but Chu Jing has never heard of any fairy weapon that can devour other weapons!
All I can say is that the power displayed by Haotian Pearl is truly too amazing!
"Haotianzhu, are you full?"
After calming down, Chu Jing asked curiously.
"You are barely full, right? I feel very comfortable and a little sleepy."
As Haotianzhu spoke, it returned to its original size and fell to the floor, motionless, snoring evenly, as if it had really fallen asleep.
Chu Jing had long been accustomed to the setting that Haotian Pearl would sleep, so he was not very surprised by this.
We have been together day and night for so long.
He also treated the Haotian Pearl as if it were a child.
Chu Jing's mind moved slightly, and he lifted up the Haotian Pearl.
At that moment, he realized something was wrong.
"Haotian Pearl has become heavier?!"
Chu Jing's eyes lit up.
past.
He often uses his physical strength and immortal consciousness to control the Haotian Pearl.
It is no exaggeration to say that the weight of the latter is known to milligrams!
Therefore, any weight changes of Haotianzhu cannot escape Chu Jing's perception!
at the moment.
Chu Jing could feel it clearly.
The Haotian Pearl is at least several hundred kilograms heavier than before.
"Could it be that it has swallowed other immortal weapons and has not yet digested them?"
Chu Jing had this thought in mind, and he patiently waited quietly.
Three days passed in this wait.
three days later.
Chu Jing continued to lift up the sleeping Haotianzhu and found that his weight did not decrease!
"Even if the immortal weapons are very strong, Haotianzhu can digest them a little bit in the past few days."
"But the weight of the Haotian Pearl has not decreased, which means that those immortal weapons may have been digested the moment they were swallowed by the Haotian Pearl!"
"The sudden increase of several hundred kilograms in Haotianzhu's weight is the result of it digesting the immortal weapons! In other words... after Haotianzhu ate these immortal weapons, it became permanently heavy!"
"What does this mean?"
A look of surprise appeared on Chu Jing's face.
Metamorphosis!
The Haotian Pearl suddenly gained several hundred kilograms.
It means that its strength has completed its transformation!
Because in the fairyland.
The strength of a magic weapon is mostly related to its weight!
Theoretically speaking, the better the grade of the immortal weapon, the heavier it is!
The Haotian Pearl has increased by several hundred kilograms on the original basis!
This means that it is evolving towards a higher level of strength!
This is a good phenomenon!
It also proves that the Haotian Pearl seems to have the ability to devour other immortal artifacts and enhance their quality?
"It seems that I still underestimated the Haotian Pearl. Not only does it have the ability to ignore the power of laws, it can also devour other immortal weapons to grow!"
"It seems that the intermediate-level Taixian weapon is not its upper limit. Perhaps as it devours more weapons, it will have the opportunity to transform into a high-level, special-level, or even a spiritual fairy weapon?"
Thinking of all these things, Chu Jing's heart couldn't help but be excited.
He carefully put the Haotian Pearl into his sea of consciousness and made up his mind.
From now on, all the extra immortal weapons must be fed to Haotian Pearl!
……
the other side.
After a short visit to the City Lord's Mansion.
A group of people from the Eight Directions and Four Seas Sect were accommodated as guests in the Wuya East City Secret Realm.
"Fellow Daoist Donghai, thank you for arranging a place for us to stay."
At this time, on the Reception Peak in Wuya East District, Elder Yang looked at the black-robed man in front of him and expressed his gratitude.
The man in black robe had a normal look on his face, with a smile as warm as spring breeze. He was the representative specially sent by Wuya Immortal Sect to entertain them after Guangliang Taixian heard about Elder Yang and his entourage.
"If you have any questions in the future, you can contact me directly."
The man in black robe showed a gentle smile, glanced at Tianjian and other disciples, and then left happily.
As soon as the man in black robe left, everyone from the Bafang Sihai Sect became curious.
"Elder Yang, who was this gentleman just now?"
"Why do I feel like he looks familiar?"
In response to the disciple's question, Elder Yang explained: "The one who received us just now was the master of the East District Secret Realm, one of the four deputy masters of Wuya Immortal Sect. His Taoist name is Donghai."
When these words were spoken, many disciples showed surprise.
"The person who received us was actually at the deputy sect master level?"
"No wonder I was wondering why this gentleman looked so familiar! He turned out to be such a remarkable person! I must have seen his portrait somewhere!"
"We are not even elders, but we are received by the deputy sect leader? This is too honorable!"
The disciples of the Eight Directions and Four Seas Sect were discussing the matter heatedly, but Tian Jian was the only one who looked annoyed, still brooding over the friction he had with others in Wuya East City not long ago.
"Brother Tianjian, that incident has passed. Please don't take it seriously anymore."
Someone noticed this and tried to comfort him. Soon, others echoed him, "Yes, Senior Brother Tianjian, it's just a minor friction. There's no need to make a big deal out of it, right?"
"As the representative of the Eight Directions and Four Seas Sect, I was insulted like this, and you guys still think it's okay?"
Tian Jian's face darkened: "A bunch of traitors, do you all want to die?"
No one dared to say anything and was as silent as a cicada.
As the number one person under the Son of God, Tianjian has always had this attitude, and they have long been accustomed to it.
"Tian Jian, according to what Guangliang Taixian said before, the young man named Chu Jing is a guest of a saint of Wuya Xianmen. You care so much about Chu Jing, aren't you afraid that the saint behind him will tear you apart?"
Yuewu spoke teasingly.
Tian Jian's face was gloomy as he said, "Is the Saint Son so great? With my ability, how can I not be selected in the next Saint Son selection?"
"That Chu guy is nothing more than a running dog of the Holy Son of Heaven! When I become the Holy Son, I will kill him. Will the Holy Son of Heaven not give me face?"
Yue Wu laughed disdainfully at this and said, "Tian Jian, with your level, you still want to become the next Holy Son? I think you are just overthinking it!"
"Woman, do you think that I won't dare to touch you just because you are Elder Yang's granddaughter?"
Tianjian was furious.
Yue Wu held her chin high, very proudly: "If you have the ability, you shouldn't bother me! You shouldn't bother the many true disciples of Wuya Xianmen, right?"
Seeing this, a disciple quickly agreed, "Yes, Senior Sister Yue is right. This is the East District of Wuya Xianmen. Isn't there a True Transmission Peak not far away? It is said that all the people living there are powerful True Transmission disciples. Senior Brother Tianjian, with your ability, you can definitely fight with the people from the True Transmission Peak."
Soon more people echoed, their words full of provocation, as if they all felt that as long as the Heavenly Sword made a move, they would be able to suppress that disciple peak.
Tian Jian was in a much better mood after being praised so much. He looked at the Zhenchuan Peak in the distance, and a fighting spirit appeared on his face: "Since this is a training, I will inevitably fight with the top disciples of other forces. If you wish, it won't be long before I defeat everyone in Zhenchuan Peak!"
Yue Wu looked decisively at Elder Yang, blinked her eyes, and said in a voice transmission: "Grandpa, this Tian Jian is a psychopath. If he really challenges the people of Zhenchuan Peak, will it cause us to have a bad relationship with Wuya Xianmen?"
Elder Yang kept smiling and chose to respond with voice transmission: "Yue'er, you think too much. Not to mention that this is just a sub-division of the Wuya Immortal Sect. Even if the true disciples of the entire Wuya Immortal Sect were suppressed, it would not affect the relationship between our two forces. In the face of the true sect situation, what does the friction between disciples count for?"
Yue Wu stuck out her tongue and said, "Okay, Grandpa, I was overthinking that. However, there are many hidden talents in Wuya Xianmen. Even if Tian Jian has some skills, he will definitely not be able to defeat everyone... I think someone will be able to defeat him soon."
Elder Yang was speechless and thought to himself that his granddaughter, your treachery is too outrageous.
……
Time goes by.
The people from the Eight Directions and Four Seas Sect are temporarily staying on this mountain.
The hot-tempered Tianjian also fulfilled his promise, like a fighting rooster, often going in and out of Zhenchuan Peak.
At first, the people at Zhenchuan Peak were more careful about their reputation and had little interest in this lunatic from outside.
But Tianjian's provocations became more and more excessive.
Finally, a true disciple couldn't bear it anymore and fought against Tianjian!
Once anything starts, it is not easy to end it.
After this disciple was defeated, the arrogant Tian Jian made wild remarks, saying that the true disciples of Wuya Immortal Sect were just so-so and could not be compared with the Bafang Sihai Sect.
The power of this sentence is explosive.
Suddenly, countless true disciples could not hold back any longer and chose to fight against Tianjian.
Although Tianjian is arrogant and brainless, as the recognized first true disciple of the Eight Directions and Four Seas Sect, his strength is very high and he does have the capital to be arrogant.












