Yang Junshan could only smile bitterly and said: "I'm afraid that the younger generation will also suspect that he has inherited the inheritance of Jiu Ren Taozu from the broken mountain mace!"

Sang Wuji smiled and said: "So, in addition to the trap set up by Storm Gorge this time, in addition to the big head being with the Jiaochi Demon King, you are also a must-win for some people."

"Me?" Yang Junshan asked strangely: "Not a trump card?"

"Yes, it's you!"

Sang Wuji nodded and said: "The Mountain-breaking Mace has been studied by the cultivators for thousands of years, so they are more willing to get something directly from your mouth than the Mountain-breaking Mace."

"Then, then..."

"Later you took out the breath soil, a piece of breath soil that had been mostly absorbed by refining, which suddenly made all those who plotted against you realize it!" Sang Wuji said calmly.

"Senior already knows?" Yang Junshan asked in surprise.

Sang Wuji sneered and said: "Although my cultivation is not as good as that of Zhanyu, I can still find out a little bit about everything that happens in the Storm Gorge."

"It's just that since they already understand that the younger generation can ignore the basic foundation and advance in succession relying on the power of Xi soil, why did they just..."

"It's just that I don't want to give up. Huanghuang has not done his best in the overall situation, so he is somewhat unwilling to do so."

Having said this, Sang Wuji turned to look at Yang Junshan and said, "What's more, in their eyes, you are just trying to steal something, not to mention that you can get a middle-grade Taoist artifact for free."
Chapter completed!