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Text Chapter 441 Mo Cang surrenders!

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    However, the shortcomings are also very obvious. There is no free dinner in the world, and there is no pie in the sky.  If you want to get this skill, you obviously need to surrender to the other party.

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    "Hoo!"

    "If you are really willing to teach me the complete technique and help me take revenge, then my life, Mo Cang, will be yours! I am willing to surrender to you!" But soon, Mo Cang also made a decision.

    Compared with his own freedom, it is obvious that the technique of "Transforming Dragon" is more attractive to him. What's more, as a demon cultivator, he worships the strong and surrenders to a person who is stronger than himself.  It's not something to be ashamed of.

    What¡¯s more, in his opinion, if Yang Jian has such terrifying strength at such a young age, his future achievements will definitely be unlimited, which may not be a good thing for him.

    And he is sure that if he refuses, there will be only death waiting for him. Although he is not afraid of death, but now that he has the temptation of the Dragon Transformation Art, he naturally does not want to die if he can live.

    After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Cang quickly made his choice.

    The next moment, Mo Cang's thoughts moved, and a black light suddenly flew from the center of his eyebrows, and finally floated in front of him.  It was a trace of his original soul.

    "Hahaha, okay! In this case, we will be our own people in the future. I hope you won't disappoint me!" After seeing Mo Cang's appearance, Yang Jian also showed a look of satisfaction on his face and glanced at Mo Cang.  After reading his natal soul, Yang Jian hesitated.  With a wave of his hand, his natal soul once again returned to the center of Mo Cang's eyebrows.

    "Master. What are you"

    After seeing Yang Jian¡¯s actions, Mo Cang also had a puzzled look on his face. He obviously didn¡¯t understand why Yang Jian returned his life soul to him.

    You must know that as long as Yang Jian masters his natal soul, his life and death will be completely in Yang Jian's hands.  In the Shenwu Continent, generally speaking, when a powerful warrior conquers a monster, he will refine the opponent's natal soul.

    But now Yang Jian's behavior obviously makes him a little confused.

    "Haha, there's no need. I believe you won't do anything stupid!" Yang Jian said calmly.  His face was full of confidence.

    " If Yang Jian wanted to control the other party, there was no need to do this, and in this way, it would obviously be able to dispel the dissatisfaction and grudge in Mo Cang's heart.  After all, what Yang Jian needs is a helper who truly submits to him, not a puppet. As long as he submits to him, Yang Jian will treat the other person as one of his own.  Naturally, it is impossible to refine the opponent's natal soul.

    "This thank you Master for your trust. Mo Cang swears that he will do his best and will never let Master down!" After hearing Yang Jian's words, Mo Cang also showed a look of excitement in his eyes. After all, no one is willing to risk his life or death.  The control is in someone else's hands.  For a moment, the look in Yang Jian's eyes became different.

    "Okay, get up. Also, from now on, you don't need to call me master, just call me young master. No need to be so restrained, we will all be our own people from now on!" Then Yang Jian said again.

    "Yes. Lord Young Master!" After hearing Yang Jian's words, Mo Cang's face became even more excited and he spoke quickly.

    "By the way, I wonder who you are, young master?" After hesitating for a moment, Mo Cang said curiously.

    "Well, this is indeed my oversight. My name is Yang Jian, and this is my father Yang Xiaotian!" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and he immediately realized that he had not reported his name from the beginning until now.

    "What!? Yang Jian? Could it be could it be that the young master is the number one master of the younger generation in the Shenwu Empire, the founder of Yuxu Pavilion, Yang Jian of the Yang family?" After hearing Yang Jian's name, Mo Cang was stunned for a moment, then his face  Kamiya opened his mouth with a shocked look on his face.

    "Huh? Have you heard of me too?" Yang Jian said in surprise after hearing Mo Cang's call.

    "Not only have I heard about it, I'm afraid not many people in the entire Shenwu Continent don't know about the young master's reputation! I didn't expect that the young master is Yang Jian!" After hearing Yang Jian's words, Mo Cang said excitedly.

    "That's it!" Yang Jian nodded lightly after hearing this, and was a little surprised in his heart. Originally, in his opinion, his name was only relatively loud in the Shenwu Empire, but he didn't expect it to be so loud now.

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    Yang Xiaotian on the side saw that Yang Jian had once again subdued a powerful subordinate in such a short time, and his face was full of emotion.  Then there was a proud expression on his face.

    ??What about masters in the realm of divine martial arts??Could he be conquered by my son anyway? Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart.

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    "By the way, young master, Xue Lang wants to deal with the young master. I wonder what the young master will do?" Mo Cang then said.

    "Xue Lang? He's just an ant. Don't pay attention to him. If he is honest, it's fine. Otherwise, I mind letting Frost City change owners!" Yang Jian said lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

    ¡° If others had said this, Mo Cang would definitely sneer at it, but now after seeing Yang Jian¡¯s terror and Yang Jian¡¯s identity, Mo Cang felt that this was a matter of course.

    "Yes, young master, but although Xue Lang is nothing to worry about, his daughter is a candidate saint of the Ice Soul Sect after all, so the young master should be more careful. And as far as I know, this time the selection of saints  Xue Lang's daughter has a great chance of winning!" Mo Cang then reminded.

    "Humph, she's just a candidate saint, so what if she's a real saint! Don't worry, I know it well!" Yang Jian obviously already knew Xue Jiao's identity, and he was going to go this time  Ice Soul Sect, so I didn't take him too seriously. No matter how high his status was, he was just a warrior in the Yuan Dan realm, and he posed no threat to Yang Jian at all.

    "Okay, take this bottle of elixir, it will be good for your injury!" Then Yang Jian took out a bottle of elixir and handed it over.

    "Thank you, Master! Huh? This!? Spiritual Pill!? Is this the legendary Spiritual Pill!?" After Mo Cang took it, he poured out a pill, but when he felt the breath on the pill  , a look of extreme shock suddenly appeared on his face.

    Immediately afterwards, the expression on his face became extremely excited. Naturally, he was very clear about the value of the elixir. In the entire Shenwu Continent, the number of people who could refine the elixir was probably no more than one palm.  The value can be imagined.
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