Traveling through time, all of them are the protagonist's public enemies

Chapter 126 The Loser's Roar (Please Subscribe!)
Cover the sky.

Eastern Wasteland and Southern Territory.

Inside the cave, a flash of sword light passed by, and Elder Han was chopped away on the spot, hitting the wall of the stone chamber heavily, leaving behind a bloody mark in the shape of a human, which slowly slid to the base of the wall.

"how is this possible?"

"When did you become so skilled?"

Elder Han's eyes were bloodshot and burning with anger. He found it difficult to accept the cruel fact before him!

I was hoping for the appearance of a rare elixir, but I was met with the scythe of death, as if I fell from heaven to hell in an instant!

The heart-wrenching pain drove him almost crazy.

"Uh...ah...gu..."

Blood was gushing from Elder Han's throat, and blood was also flowing from the corners of his mouth. He wanted to speak but couldn't. His eyes were wide open, staring at Yang Chen, full of anger and disbelief.

"Why...why..."

Elder Han uttered a few words with great difficulty, as if he was unwilling to die in such a cowardly way.

I couldn't swallow that last breath.

"Do you really think I can be manipulated and toyed with at will?"

Yang Chen looked stern and responded calmly.

"An ant-like thing wants to make medicine for me?"

"You...I...hate..."

Elder Han's wound was bleeding profusely as he struggled to speak.

After saying this, he spat out blood with a "puff" sound, his eyes full of unwillingness, despair and resentment.

Everything was ready, but who would have thought the ending would be so tragic that even death would make it hard to let go.

"You treated me like a soft persimmon, taking advantage of me at will, and even tried to use me to refine medicine. Do you really think you are the old demon Han? You are so vicious, and this end is your own fault."

Yang Chen stood not far away, speaking sharply and mercilessly, resonating with Elder Han's useful memories!

"Actually, your death was not unjust. You were the first cultivator to die under my profound skills."

Elder Han was so angry that his neck was almost broken, but he still refused to swallow his anger, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.

He gritted his teeth and said incoherently:
"I... am unwilling... you... deserve to die..."

Yang Chen glanced at Elder Han and opened the medicine cabinet beside him. The fragrance filled the air. He took out a dozen rare spiritual herbs, each of which was not inferior to the Phoenix Divine Grass.

"Old Bangzi, you have worked diligently throughout your life, toiling like an old ox, to amass so many rare treasures. This is truly admirable. Since this is the case, I will gladly accept them. Thank you for your hard work."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Yang Chen's words.

"you……"

Elder Han was so angry that he coughed up blood and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. If he could move, he would have eaten Yang Chen alive.

Yang Chen looked calm and said, "You don't need to worry.

I will not let your efforts go to waste. I will make good use of these natural resources and treasures to reach the Divine Bridge realm."

"You...damn, you are so treacherous and cunning, with a heart of a jackal!"

Although Elder Han's opening words of these three words were unexpected, they fully revealed his resentment towards Yang Chen.

“The roar of the loser is like the howl of a wild dog before its death.”

Yang Chen smiled faintly and said teasingly:

"You must remain calm and composed in any situation. Opportunities always favor those who are prepared... The ancients were honest and never deceived me!"

You're saying all the words I said!
Hearing this, Elder Han completely lost control, blood gushed out like a fountain, and he roared with all his strength:
"The ancients... I... hate... ah!"

After saying this, he died, his right hand fell limply, his head rolled off, his eyes were open and full of resentment.

"Old man, all your magic skills are useless garbage. Only your alchemy skills are marginally useful."

Yang Chen finished his resonance and sighed slightly. If Elder Han knew what he said, he would probably be so angry that he would spit blood again and struggle to get up.

"It's time to count the spoils."

Inside the stone chamber, there was a medicine cauldron standing next to it, and more than a dozen medicine cabinets were displayed in between. Yang Chen opened them one by one.

In an instant, the aroma of medicine filled the room.

"What Elder Han prepared for me are all priceless treasures and rare elixirs!"

Yang Chen was ecstatic and opened a wooden box casually. A lotus seed the size of a pigeon egg appeared before him. It was black and translucent, as if it was carved from black jade, and the rich fragrance filled his nose.

It goes straight to the bone and is intoxicating!
With the memory of alchemy that resonated with him, Yang Chen recognized it at a glance, "Lotus seeds from the Black Jade Divine Lotus!
It takes five hundred years to find one, it is extremely precious, containing endless life essence, its value is beyond imagination."

Yang Chen put down the wooden box and opened a jade box of simple texture, and a touch of brilliant green immediately flowed out.

Inside is a green fruit the size of an egg, which looks like a jade carving, surrounded by soft light, sparkling and glittering, and is very beautiful.

"The legendary Jade Snow Lotus fruit grows atop snow-capped mountains tens of thousands of meters high. It's rarely seen in the sunlight for thousands of years, and is guarded by powerful monsters. Elder Han spent eight years finally picking one, and now it's all mine!"

Yang Chen put his hands on his hips, in a good mood. These elixirs all contained extremely powerful life essences. If he took them, he would surely be able to greatly expand the life fountain.

The young man continued forward and took out another wooden box. When he opened it, a faint red light appeared and a nine-leaf strange grass appeared.

This grass is like a carved red jade, sparkling and glittering, with a unique herbaceous fragrance filling the air. "Rare nine-leaf phoenix grass!"

"Legend has it that this magical herb can only grow in places stained with phoenix blood. Elder Han spent over a decade traveling far from Yan land, traversing countless ancient ruins, to finally find this one. It's truly a priceless, rare spiritual object!"

Yang Chen opened the boxes one after another, revealing more than a dozen kinds of spiritual medicines, each of which was extremely rare.

It is rare in the world and of immeasurable value.

For a moment, the cave was filled with brilliant light.

Various kinds of spiritual medicines bloomed with colorful lights, and waves of refreshing fragrance wafted around, making Yang Chen dazzled.

These rare elixirs are extremely precious. If he can take them, his cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds, helping him to break through the Divine Bridge.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long."

Yang Chen packed up all the precious things and put them into the Sea of Bitterness.

"Upload and share: Heaven-shaking Elixir!"

……

Three days later, Yang Chen appeared two thousand miles away!
Along the way, he slept in the open and moved cautiously.

Late at night, clouds obscured the stars and the moon. Yang Chen came to a small town and found a small restaurant that was still open in a remote corner. The restaurant was small, and the tables and chairs were old but very clean.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Did you really take Ye Tiandi’s script?
Yang Chen looked at the shopkeeper suspiciously. The shopkeeper was an old man with gray hair, weathered face and a difficult life.

He served as the shopkeeper, waiter and cook at the same time.

Yang Chen was extremely hungry, so he ordered the only food in the store, which was half a roast chicken, half a plate of beef, and some steamed buns.

The old man was considerate enough to heat up the food.

Yang Chen was naturally not Ye Fan, and he had no money to pay the bill after eating.

He took out a few pieces of gold and placed them on the table, which surprised the old man. He thought Yang Chen had no money to pay the bill.

The old man's five or six-year-old granddaughter came out from the inner room and her eyes lit up when she saw the gold that Yang Chen had placed on the table.

"With this gold, grandpa won't have to work so hard. Thank you, brother!" The little girl was very polite.

She and her grandfather were often bullied in their lives.

People who have no money to pay often come here to eat for free, and I have never seen a customer as generous as Yang Chen.

Could it really be Xiao Tingting and Old Man Jiang?

(End of this chapter)