Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

The other party wanted to destroy Yang Bo's self-confidence!    

However, after Yang Bo's anger, he could not help but feel a trace of doubt.    

Could his fate not withstand the pressure of the Holy World?    

Could he withstand the pressure brought by the Holy World?    

Could he rule the Dao Sect?    

These thoughts suddenly appeared, and then they grew like wild grass after the rain.    

In an instant, Yang Bo's eyes suddenly became clear, and a fierce expression appeared on his face. "As expected of a saint!"    

"With just a few simple words, he has planted a mental demon in me!"    

"The Immortal Realm can kill three corpses, evil corpses, good corpses, and self corpses. The mental demons will definitely affect the three corpses!"    

Originally, Yang Bo had treated the others as his great enemy and dealt with them carefully.    

He did not expect that the greatest enemy was actually the Golden Dragon!    

This move was more vicious than anyone else!    

The influence the other forces had on Yang Bo was not very serious. They were only threatening him with benefits, and at most, they would use Elder Wang, a high-level cultivator, to threaten him.    

However, the Golden Dragon wanted to destroy his Dao heart.    

If he did not have confidence, the mental demons would grow, and the demonic barriers would always follow him, and would appear at the critical moment.    

If Yang Bo did not think deeply and considered this point, if these mental demons appeared during the three corpses, he would be in danger if he was not prepared!    

Now, Yang Bo considered the mental demons appearing, and he could cut them off as soon as possible.    

However, even so, it was still difficult to remove the root of the problem. Perhaps it would have an unnoticeable effect on his Dao heart.    

It was precisely because of this that Yang Bo became even more furious.    

After a long time, Yang Bo calmed down and gradually let this matter go.    

Next, he would meet the cultivators of the Fallen Blossom Sect.    

Almost all the forces that came to the Jade Lake sent him invitations, but Yang Bo could not meet everyone. He only needed to meet the most important forces.    

The Fallen Blossom Sect was the disciples of Fairy Fallen Blossom. They might be able to bring about different conditions.    

Zhao Yuexin rushed to the great hall. Along the way, she looked left and right, as if she wanted to remember the mountain topography of the Jade Lake.    

After entering the great hall, Zhao Yuexin was still looking left and right, as if she wanted to find an ambush here.    

Yang Bo did not speak. He stared at Zhao Yuexin and was thinking about how to deal with her.    

How important was Fairy Fallen Blossom to the Holy Judgement Decree? How urgent was she to take back the Holy Judgement Decree?    

Would Fairy Fallen Blossom give Yang Bo a condition that he could not refuse?    

For example, to submit to Yang Bo.    

Or to help Yang Bo become a saint.    

Or to help Yang Bo eliminate his enemies.    

Zhao Yuexin opened her mouth, "Fellow Taoist Yang, my saint has already guessed that you will definitely not hand over the Holy Judgement Decree!"    

"Therefore, this time, I am not here to make a deal with you, nor do I want to take back the Holy Judgement Decline!"    

Yang Bo was stunned and did not have the time to react.    

He felt as if his waist had been flashed.    

Yang Bo looked at him and said, "Since you don't want to take back the Holy Judgment Order, and you don't want to make a deal, why are you here?"    

"If you don't want to do this, why did you attack Yao Chi?"    

Zhao Yuexin said, "We originally thought that Yao Chi could easily attack, but we didn't expect her to be so powerful that she failed."    

"This time, I came here to discuss a condition with Fellow Taoist Yang!"    

Yang Bo frowned. "What condition?"    

Zhao Yuexin said. "Before I came here, the Sage told me that if I couldn't get the Holy Judgment Order, I would negotiate with you. I hope you can help me send a message on the Holy Judgment Order!"    

"My Sage has long wanted to get rid of the Holy Judgment Order. This time, she wants to withdraw from the ranks of the Holy Judgement!"    

"Fellow Taoist Yang, please tell this news to everyone, and let all the saints know about this news!"    

Yang Bo frowned. "Your Sage wants to get rid of the Holy Judgment Order?"    

"Why do you want to do this?"    

Zhao Yuexin continued, "She is about to enter a new era. As a Sage of the old era, she must possess a new body and reincarnate!"    

"After possessing a new body, she will no longer be able to hold the Holy Judgment Order. Sooner or later, she will have to abandon it!"    

"Instead of waiting for the day to abandon it, why not take this opportunity to abandon it?"    

Yang Bo stared at her and did not speak for a moment.    

He felt that there was a big problem with this matter, because the words of giving up that the other party said had nothing to do with Fairy Qing Luo's previous actions!    

Before this, Fairy Qing Luo had personally attacked twice, and two fists had almost smashed Yang Bo into a meat patty.    

This did not seem like she was giving up!    

The cultivators of the Qing Luo Sect had always attacked the Jade Lake with all their might!    

Obviously, there was a trap.    

Yang Bo thought about it carefully and felt that the problem should lie in the way he sent the message.    

If he sent the message on the Holy Judgment Order, what would happen?    

The relationship between the Holy Judgement Ones was generally not very good. In reality, everyone did not know each other completely. Only Fairy Qing Luo and Fairy Rainy had interacted with each other in the real world.    

This was just an appearance.    

Did any other cultivators interact with Fairy Rainy before, and they did not show it?    

This was very likely to happen.    

If Yang Bo rashly sent the message, would it cause them to feel that the rabbit was dead and the fox was in grief?    

Originally, everyone did not want to help Xuan Tu get back the Holy Judgment Order. Now that they saw that the Holy Judgment Order had been snatched away by an Immortal Realm cultivator, everyone was definitely furious.    

It was even possible that Yang Bo's message was a provocation!    

In this way, Yang Bo would become the target of everyone!    

Zhao Yuexin looked at Yang Bo. "The Sage did not have any other requests. There is only this one unreasonable request, and it is not considered a deal."    

"Fellow Taoist Yang, please look at the Sage's status as the Holy Judgement Ones and agree to it!"    

Yang Bo stared at her and asked, "Did the Sage only say this?"    

"Is there anything else?"    

Zhao Yuexin said, "If Fellow Taoist Yang can send a message in front of me, the Sage will have no more regrets!"    

Yang Bo frowned. He felt that it was inappropriate.    

A light flashed in front of his eyes as he stared at Zhao Yuexin and sized her up carefully.    

Zhao Yuexin was wearing a white dress. Her skin was as white as snow, and her appearance was beautiful. Looking at her carefully, one would feel a sense of intimacy.    

Yang Bo stared at her for a long time and finally sighed, "Goddess Qing Luo, you are really scheming!"    

"I didn't expect that you would come here personally!"    

"Do you want to personally send me to the Underworld?"    

Zhao Yuexin's face stiffened. She stared at Yang Bo and asked in confusion, "Fellow Taoist Yang, I don't know what you mean?"    

"Are you saying that I am a Sage? How is that possible?"    

"I am myself!"    

Yang Bo stared at her and said helplessly, "Goddess Qing Luo, do you think I can't tell?"    

"Your soul's aura can't be changed!"    

"Most importantly, there is an unavoidable karmic line between us!"    

"Our karmic ties are connected. How can I not see it?"    

Zhao Yuexin reacted and revealed a smile on her face. "Yang Bo, you are indeed extraordinary!"    

"To be able to reach this step, you indeed have some real ability!"    

Chapter 12 – The Sage and the Devil