Chapter 1289 Good lad, you've got guts!
Chapter 1289 Good lad, you've got guts!
He reached out and took the mechanical disc in his hand, playing with it as if he were smiling but not smiling:
"What do you have to offer me in exchange? Fellow Daoist, don't forget, everything you have right now belongs to me."
"Of course I know!"
Seeing that Jiang Han was interested, Wang Yanshi's eyes lit up, and he spoke quickly:
"That treasure isn't on me; it's in a secret realm of inheritance. I can tell you its location..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Han impatiently interrupted him: "Alright, no need to say more. If you really want to exchange, go find some lightning-attribute true spirit essences and bring them with you."
I thought they had hidden some treasure somewhere, but it turns out to be another secret realm of inheritance. Those places are all dangerous, and once we go there, we might be held up for a long time.
Given the current situation, it's not something he can just go to whenever he wants. He also has to cause trouble for several other sects, so he doesn't have time to explore any secret realms.
"Huh? A lightning-attribute true spirit essence?"
Wang Yanshi was taken aback, gave Jiang Han a strange look, and said in a low voice:
"Among the people from the lower realm this time, the only one with a lightning attribute spirit is probably Jun Linyuan's Purple Extreme Thunder Scale. Fellow Daoist Jiang, you don't mean to send me... No, no, people will die!"
Good heavens, he realized that Jiang Han was incredibly audacious, daring to set his sights on Jun Linyuan.
He's truly a young man who's fearless and daring. I wonder if he'll actually dare to do it. I'm sure he wouldn't.
"That's your business."
A flash of lightning appeared on Jiang Han's hand, and the primordial spirit power belonging to Wang Yanshi within the Mecha Immortal Disc was immediately erased and then stored in his storage ring.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Come and exchange it with me when you get the Thunder Attribute True Spirit Essence. Of course, if you're too late, it's hard to say whether this treasure will still be there."
With his natal magic weapon stolen, Wang Yanshi trembled violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. His face turned ashen, and his primordial spirit was severely injured, leaving him almost completely weak.
Good lad, if I had known this would happen, I would have fought him to the death. If the Mech Pan had been unleashed at full power, he might have been able to escape.
But now, severely injured, he has no strength left to fight back, let alone fight desperately.
Fortunately, the other puppets were still there, which offered him some comfort.
But his consolation didn't last long, just as he was about to take back the puppet and admit defeat completely.
Jiang Han then took out the mechanical disc with a flip of his hand. The runes flashed a few times before it suddenly exploded.
The void was filled with countless runes of all sizes, which spun rapidly amidst flashes of golden light. After a moment, they suddenly stopped and shot out two beams of light that pierced straight towards the two puppets, Tengshe and Baihu.
The moment they touched each other, the Teng Snake and the White Tiger were forcibly shut down, their spiritual light dissipated, and they froze in place, no longer able to move.
What?! How can Jiang Han control his puppets using the Mech Disc?!
He doesn't know the Thousand Machine Pavilion's techniques, nor does he know how to manipulate them. How did he manage to do it?!
Wang Yanshi was practically going crazy.
He could barely accept losing to Jiang Han, after all, the other party had a good reputation, and losing a match could only mean that he was not as skilled as Jiang Han.
But the other party was able to forcibly manipulate the Mech Disc and control his puppets. This was no longer a matter of genius or not; this was simply the mortal enemy of the Thousand Machine Pavilion.
If we don't figure out how he did it, the entire Thousand Machine Pavilion will never have a peaceful day again.
It's safe to say that if this gets out, their mission will immediately change. They will no longer be searching for some secret realm inheritance, but will risk their lives to capture Jiang Han and find out his secrets.
Damn it, why did he have to use it in front of me? What am I going to do now? Should I tell him or not?
"you you……"
Wang Yanshi, catching his breath, disregarded his own injuries and staggered to Jiang Han's side, asking:
"How did you do that? Why are you able to control them?"
Jiang Han glanced at him, said nothing, picked up the red oil-paper umbrella, and appeared in the distance in a flash, collecting the three puppets one after another.
Wang Yanshi's eyes widened, and he began to scream again:
"What are you doing? Fellow Daoist Jiang, you won't use them. Wait for me, wait for me to find a treasure to exchange with you. Whatever you do, don't touch them!"
Jiang Han replied this time, "I don't need to use them. The materials of these puppets are quite good; they're perfect for refining magic weapons."
"Refine magic weapons?" Wang Yanshi gasped. "You're going to dismantle them to refine magic weapons?! That's a waste, an enormous waste!"
"I can get better materials and more treasures, so please don't dismantle it, Fellow Daoist Jiang, please don't dismantle it! Wait for me, wait for me to exchange the materials with you, you must wait for me!"
Jiang Han looked at his somewhat deranged appearance, a smile in his eyes, and nodded:
"Alright, then I'll give you that chance. Starting tomorrow, I'll begin dismantling this Azure Phoenix. Bring your things early, and maybe we can still keep a complete puppet."
"Okay, okay, don't worry, wait for me, you must wait for me."
Wang Yanshi nodded vigorously. Although his heart was breaking, he knew this was his only chance.
Jiang Han flew to a stop diagonally above him and said, "Move aside, don't get in my way."
Wang Yanshi was taken aback, but then realized that the other party wanted to capture the Xuan Turtle and was annoyed that he was blocking the way.
Damn it, he actually accepted his treasure right in front of him and then tried to kick him aside. This kid is inhuman!
If I had known this would happen, I would have been better off fainting. At least I wouldn't have had to watch my precious puppet, which I had painstakingly nurtured for over a hundred years, being ruined like this.
Jiang Han raised his hand and grabbed, and a huge suction force pulled the Xuan Turtle's massive body upwards. Along the way, the Xuan Turtle's body rapidly shrank, and within a few breaths it was stored in his storage ring.
Only then did Zheng Hanyun and the other two fly over.
"Junior Brother Jiang!"
Zheng Hanyun's face was full of joy. She looked Jiang Han up and down a few times and saw that his breathing was steady and he was completely unharmed. She couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"We really owe a debt of gratitude to our junior brother today; otherwise, who knows how rampant this scoundrel would have become."
Finally, he sneered at Wang Yanshi, "What should we do with this brat? He dared to snatch treasures from the Sword Sect. Should we arrest and imprison him as well?"
Capturing Wang Yanshi would greatly reduce the strength and threat of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, which would be a good thing for the Sword Sect.
"Don't!"
Wang Yanshi was startled and quickly begged for mercy, saying, "I still need to find treasures for Fellow Daoist Jiang. Releasing me is more useful than capturing me."
"I swear that from this day forward, I will never cause trouble for the Sword Sect again. If I break this oath..."
“No need for that,” Jiang Han interrupted him. “I said I would give you a chance, and I will not go back on my word. Fellow Daoist Wang, please rest assured.”
Things are different now; he's least afraid of trouble.
If the other party really stops bothering him, how can he legitimately snatch the treasure?
He is kind-hearted and would never intentionally harm someone, but it would be a different story if the other party made the first move.
The people of Qianji Pavilion are all incredibly wealthy. If we could find an opportunity to seize all their puppets, magic weapons, and storage rings, it would probably be enough for the sword spirit to forge hundreds of flying swords at the True Spirit Treasure level.
At that time, a sword formation composed of hundreds of true spirit treasure flying swords would be so powerful that even the disciples of those in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm would have a headache.
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