Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 715: 721

Upon hearing the commotion inside the teahouse, Big Beard, who was still hesitating in the surrounding area, changed his complexion and hurriedly dashed toward the teahouse.

“Damn it, which damn lunatic dares to cause trouble in the teahouse where Yang Zhen resides?”

Big Beard’s face changed color repeatedly, and he himself didn’t know why he wanted to return to the teahouse so anxiously. As soon as he ascended to the second floor, he was stunned.

The teahouse was silent as a graveyard. Everyone was watching a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner. The floor was littered with shards of teapots and tea spilled everywhere.

What shocked Big Beard was that the Divine Transformation Stage practitioner in front of him was actually grabbing Yang Zhen by the collar and raising him above his head.

This scene almost caused Big Beard’s soul to be scared out of him. For so long, who had ever dared to treat Yang Zhen like this?

Everyone would rather stay as far away from Yang Zhen as possible, for fear of offending him. Either they would be driven to death by Yang Zhen, or be entrapped by him. If Yang Zhen was in a bad mood, he would kill directly.

The insane man in front of him actually lifted Yang Zhen up, which was unheard of.

If the practitioner didn’t die today, this incident would be something he could brag about for a lifetime.

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However, what shocked Big Beard the most was that Yang Zhen wasn’t angry!

Damn it, was a world catastrophe coming?

Yang Zhen, being lifted high by his neck, didn’t get angry but was laughing?

What did he want to do?

“Kid, you make a living here, hasn’t anybody told you never to offend a practitioner?”

The Divine Transformation Stage practitioner sneered, causing a burst of laughter from the crowd. Everyone was watching Yang Zhen with amusement. However, Yang Zhen’s face did not show a shred of fear, which seemed to disappoint the crowd.

A mere teahouse waiter facing a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner’s questioning remained unperturbed, and his grinning face was rather irritating. Once a mortal offended a practitioner, there was almost no possibility of survival.

However, practitioners followed certain rules and seldom killed innocent mortals indiscriminately.

The Divine Transformation Stage practitioner looked at Yang Zhen’s smile and his eyes shimmered with rage. He said with a half smile, half grimace, “Kid, rest assured, as a practitioner, I won’t kill a mortal easily. Of course, that’s if you kneel down and lick up all the spilled tea on the floor.”

Upon hearing the practitioner’s words, the entire room burst into laughter. The only one not laughing was Big Beard.

Big Beard looked at the practitioner with a baffled expression, as if he was looking at a corpse marked for death.

Daring to threaten Yang Zhen like this was more than just a threat – it was an insult. As far as Big Beard knew, no one had dared to say such words to Yang Zhen before. Even Spirit Souls at the saint level had been handled by Yang Zhen. The two Circulation Phase practitioners of the Five Clans were both trapped by Yang Zhen. One of them even fled without a trace, while the other one didn’t even get a chance to scream when facing Heaven’s Punishment and lost his life.

Now, a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner actually dared to say such words to Yang Zhen. Big Beard was already considering whether to lead with his left foot or his right foot when he would have to run later.

As expected, after hearing Big Beard’s words, Yang Zhen showed a hint of disappointment on his face. He shook his head and said, “The reputation of all practitioners in the world was entirely lost because of you all.”

Upon hearing this, not only did the Divine Transformation Stage practitioner’s face change, but all the surrounding practitioners also stared at Yang Zhen with angry faces.

A trace of fury flickered across the Divine Transformation Stage practitioner’s face, and he was about to speak when Yang Zhen spoke again.

“I am not targeting any of you here. I am just saying that if any of you dare to lick an extra sip of tea on the ground, none of you would leave this place.”

The practitioner was stunned by Yang Zhen’s words, and then he burst out laughing. He looked at Yang Zhen as if looking at a fool, and shook him twice. If Yang Zhen were an ordinary mortal, the shaking would have been enough to leave him foaming at the mouth.

However, with Yang Zhen’s current physical strength, he wouldn’t be affected even by a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner’s shaking, even if he was attacked by said practitioner, he wouldn’t be hurt in the slightest.

Seeing Yang Zhen wasn’t affected by the shaking, the practitioner was taken aback. He felt a sense of electricity emanating from Yang Zhen. He quickly let go and stared hard at Yang Zhen and asked, “Who exactly are you?”

Yang Zhen slowly straightened his clothes, grinned, and looked at the crowd and said, “We meet by chance after thousands of miles. Why must we know each other before? Do you find this saying familiar?”

Familiar, isn’t it?

Damn it, everyone was stunned when Yang Zhen spoke those words.

Not only were these words familiar – the people had just heard the young monk say the same thing moments ago. The words were not the same, but the meaning was absolutely identical.

And from Yang Zhen’s words, they discerned another implication: ‘Even my name is something you are qualified to ask?’

Boom——!

A surge of Tiaoist details suddenly emanated from Yang Zhen, blanketing the entire teahouse in an instant.

Inside the entire tavern, even Big Beard, the only one untargeted, had his complexion change instantly to pale white. He staggered back by three steps, staring at Yang Zhen, his face filled with disbelief.

After spending a few days without seeing Yang Zhen, his Tiaoist Feeling had become more frightening. Big Beard could perceive that there was no falsity in what Yang Zhen had said. With his current level of strength, it would be really easy for him to keep all the Practitioners in the teahouse here.

As he looked at the expressions of terror on everyone in the teahouse, Yang Zhen paused in slight astonishment and fell into a state of sudden insight.

If it were anyone else under such circumstances, entering a state of sudden insight would be suicidal, but Yang Zhen wasn’t just anybody. Everyone on the Northern Island knew that this cheeky Yang Zhen was not only talented but extremely willful, especially when it came to sudden insight. He would enter and exit this state as easily as eating and drinking.

Taking action against Yang Zhen during his moment of insight would be courting an unexplainable death.

At this moment, wasn’t it clear who this teahouse waiter was?

But the people were even more dumbfounded than Big Beard. How did Yang Zhen become a waiter in the teahouse?

Thus, a bizarre scene unfolded within the teahouse.

Yang Zhen stood in his place, immersed in sudden insight, and everyone in the teahouse dared not move, they even held their breath for fear of disturbing him. If they enraged him, he’d wreak such havoc that not just the teahouse, but the entire street probably would be ruined.

Especially that Divine Transformation Stage practitioner who had previously lifted Yang Zhen above his head – his face paled, cold sweat trickling down his face. Seeing Yang Zhen engrossed in his insight, he glanced around surreptitiously, feeling wronged he lay on the ground and licked the floor. When he stood up again, an almost crying expression appeared on his face.

He felt so damn wronged.

That damn Yang Zhen was such a scoundrel. They couldn’t provoke him nor avoid him. Gathered in a teahouse, they didn’t even bother him, right?

But avoidance was equally impossible, who could have anticipated Yang Zhen turning into a teahouse waiter? Wasn’t this a death wish?

After licking the floor, the Divine Transformation Stage practitioner glanced at Yang Zhen with a complex look and kept his head down, standing quietly without daring to move.

Who was to blame for this? Blame his own blindness.

After the Divine Transformation Stage practitioner licked the floor, the practitioners in the teahouse exchanged glances. The one closest to Yang Zhen hurriedly lay on the floor and licked it as well.

“Eh? This tea, this tea is really not ordinary tea?” This practitioner just finished licking his drop and his face changed, then he became thrilled, rushed back and continued to lick.

“Damn it, did you not hear what Yang Zhen said? One drop per person, no one’s allowed to lick more.”

“This tea … my God, my long stagnant bottleneck has loosened. Quick, quick, I’m overcoming my tribulation.”

“You scoundrel, don’t you understand the principle of first come, first served? Let me lick first.”

“Who do you think you are? You think you can go before me? Let me lick first.”

“Damn it, that drop is mine, don’t lick it…”

…

A fight broke out!

Big Beard watched in bewilderment, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor. His face changed, he roared angrily, “Shut up all of you, I get a lick of that tea too!”