Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 382 Only One of You and the Great Wall Can Live

Over Tianjing City.

"Did Mom send the message by flying stick?" Zhang Ze asked, holding a small walnut.

"I've sent it over," the junior sister replied, then asked, "But will this really work?"

“What else can we do? We can’t just hang me on a stick and throw me over there, I can’t withstand that force,” Zhang Ze replied.

Junior sister: "That's true, but what exactly does 'Little Bean' mean? Sister Wang's name doesn't contain the character for 'bean'."

Zhang Ze seemed to reminisce about the incident.

"Xiaodou is the nickname I gave Sister Wang. Back then, when the old wolf king was fighting on the frontier, I stayed in Baiyu County to refine magical artifacts and also help them take care of their children."

"Sister Wang is the most unruly of those kids. She beats up anyone she sees and is always eager to help her dad fight. She even boasts that she will kill all those enemies."

"I gave her the nickname 'Little Red Bean Paste,' but later our Sword Sect's patriarch mispronounced it and it became 'Little Bean.'"

"Because of this, our Sword Sect Ancestor has been beaten quite a bit."

"However, as Sister Wang grew up, she became more refined for some reason, so her name was no longer mentioned."

"I called Sister Wang Xiaodou because I wanted to get closer to her, and it seems like it worked out."

Zhang Ze turned to look north, and saw that the polar night was slowly fading away.

After Zhang Ze finished speaking, the junior sister clicked her tongue in amazement.

"I didn't know that was true."

The junior sister seemed quite open-minded about this messy relationship.

Those memories of the past were merely lingering wisdom from a previous life to her; recalling them would only provide her with more topics to talk about, and wouldn't amount to anything.

Instead of trying to climb the ranks in the Heavenly Clan, it's much easier and more comfortable to stay home and be a good little baby.

As for her relationship with Zhang Ze, Zhang Ze had asked about it, and this is what his junior sister said at the time.

"My heart has belonged to one person in both this life and the last. I feel so fortunate about this, I have no other thoughts. Mwah~"

Zhang Ze's blood sugar spiked by three degrees at the time because of the sweetness.

After chatting with his junior sister for a few more minutes, just as Zhang Ze was about to put down the small walnut, his junior sister whispered something else.

"By the way, senior brother, is there anything else you want to smash?"

Zhang Ze was taken aback by the question. "No, for now. What happened on your end?"

Junior Sister, “Master Konghai from the Buddhist sect just came to see me and said that if I need any further assistance, I don’t need to trouble Sect Master Li and my mother; I can just go directly to him.”

Zhang Ze: "...He...Master Kukai, is he itching to do something?"

Junior sister: "Hmm, I guess my hands are itching."

Zhang Ze sighed and agreed, promising to ask Master Kukai for help the next time the East Wind brings warmth.

I have a feeling that these old guys have awakened some kind of peculiar fetish.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhang Ze put down the small walnut and looked down at Tianjing City.

Actually, two east winds were just sent over. One was a flying stick to deliver a message to Baidi City, and the other was a large flying boat used to suppress Emperor Xiao Jing's thigh.

With the help of Yuqing, who transformed into the aurora borealis, both shots were perfectly locked on.

At this time, Tianjing City was already half destroyed, and most of the city had become ruins.

The dragon boat was nailed to the ground, and Big Hairy Leg was pinned to the bow, unable to be fastened off.

Looking at the end, it was clear that Elder Li had put in tremendous effort, and whether it was due to practice or some other reason, Elder Li's methods this time also incorporated some new techniques.

A spiraling golden dragon spinning...

But then again, where did the little monk run off to?

When Zhang Ze called for Dongfeng, he consulted with the Buddhist master Kukai, asking if it was necessary to first use the Buddhist treasure, the Iron-Blooded Loyal Heart Wolf Fang Mace, to reform the young monk before launching an air-to-ground strike.

But Master Kukai's answer was quite intriguing.

“Benefactor Zhang, there is no need to worry. Just do your thing. Whether you live or die is up to fate.”

If Master Kukai wasn't trying to extort money, then what he meant was that he was willing to fight anyone, that life and death didn't matter, and that dying wouldn't be a big deal.

"Sigh, another one who's incredibly resilient."

After Zhang Ze sighed, the Panlong Boat in the ruins of Tianjing City also started to move. Its spatial array automatically unfolded, and one after another new sword spirits flew out. After they circled the Panlong Boat to check and make sure it was alright, they waved to Zhang Ze.

Then, together with the dragon boat, they took off and flew south.

Meanwhile, the polar night in the northern sky has completely faded, but the aurora is still there, making it look quite strange.

The glass concentric ball on Zhang Ze's wrist hummed, and Yu Qing's voice came from inside.

"The great formation has dissipated, young master, please depart."

"Okay," Zhang Ze replied, but just as he was about to set off, he stopped.

A wave of dizziness washed over me, and my vision blurred, but after a moment, everything returned to normal.

Since the Qinghe Meeting, Zhang Ze would occasionally feel suddenly tired. Although this tiredness came and went quickly, it was accompanied by some symptoms of forgetfulness.

Similar to, like walking around with fluffy fur but without any fur attached.

Although the matter was minor, Zhang Ze did not shy away from seeking medical help.

However, after several consultations with the doctors at Medicine King Valley, they still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

The old man from Medicine King Valley subtly told Zhang Ze to be more restrained in the future, to spend more time meditating on a secluded mountaintop at night, to get some fresh air, to drink more hot water, and not to do so many unnecessary things.

So the matter was eventually dropped.

Then, probably because Zhang Ze strictly followed the doctor's advice, the frequency of his drowsiness really decreased significantly.

However, the forgetfulness symptoms did not improve much, and he still often forgot to bring his pet when walking it.

"What's wrong, young master?" Yuqing's voice rang in Zhang Ze's ears.

"Nothing, what did you just say?"

"Go to Baidi City."

"Okay, I get it now."

Zhang Ze rubbed his temples to indicate that he was fine.

The wind was gentle and the moon was bright. By the time Zhang Ze arrived at Baidi City, it was already night.

A giant wolf, as large as a small mountain, lay in front of the White Emperor's residence, its eyes slightly closed, seemingly enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

The wolf's mouth moved rhythmically, as it was gnawing on something.

Zhang Ze quietly approached and discovered that the giant wolf was chewing on the flying stick he had asked his mother-in-law to deliver the message.

The iron rod crunched as it was chewed. Zhang Ze stood to the side and watched for a while, unsure whether he should go up and remind Sister Wang that he had arrived.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to squat down and pick up a pebble to test the waters, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Ze was startled and quickly dropped the stone in his hand. He turned around and saw Sister Wang standing there.

The girl with neat short hair was tall and slender, with a beautiful wolf tail swaying behind her. Except for her eyes, she was exactly the same as she was back then.

There was only exhaustion in those eyes.

"You...this..."

Zhang Ze looked at Sister Wang, then turned back and pointed at the giant wolf.

"Similar to the spells of your human race's Nascent Soul and Divine God, I had some things to take care of just now, so it's here watching over things for me."

"That's it..."

The brief conversation ended, and the two suddenly became awkward.

Although Zhang Ze had just shamelessly called him Xiaodou, the passage of time has made many things different, even for old friends.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Ze finally made conversation, asking, "What are you guarding?"

Sister Wang looked past Zhang Ze and at the giant wolf. She gently waved her hand, and the giant wolf transformed into a dark blue-green demonic aura, which Sister Wang then retrieved.

The giant wolf disappeared, and the little monk, whose clothes were now completely black from some kind of magic, fell into the snow with a thud.

"Hi!()"

The young monk greeted Zhang Ze.

“Hi…” Zhang Ze replied to the rambling little monk, and then the scene became awkward again.

Sister Wang and Zhang Ze clearly had private matters to discuss, but the unlucky little monk seemed somewhat superfluous, and since he was currently unable to move, he couldn't consciously find a cool place to stay.

It's just superfluous anyway.

"How about you conjure up another wolf and eat him back? After we finish talking, you can hand him over to me to deal with," Zhang Ze suggested, offering a prudent approach.

“That’s good, that’s good,” the little monk nodded hurriedly.

However, Sister Wang did not make a move. Instead, she turned her head and squinted at the south. After a moment, she reached out and pulled Zhang Ze to her side.

"Don't get splattered with blood," Sister Wang reminded him. "Huh?" Zhang Ze didn't understand.

But he soon understood.

A golden light flew from the other side of the sky and struck the little monk on the head with lightning speed.

The force was so great that the ground dented slightly.

After the snow settled and the golden light dissipated, Zhang Ze was able to see clearly what the object that had just flown in looked like.

It is a thousand-armed golden Buddha statue, sitting on a lotus pedestal with a solemn and dignified appearance. A thin golden thread connects the Buddha's chest to a certain place in the southern sky.

The Buddha statue holds a wooden plaque in its hand, which is in a gesture of holding a flower in front of its chest.

[Excuse me, gentlemen. I'm taking this wicked disciple with me.]

Clearly, it was Master Kukai, who had been itching to make a move, who finally found his opportunity.

"Hmm... Master, please feel free to do as you please."

After receiving Zhang Ze's reply, the wooden plaque turned into specks of golden light and dissipated. The Buddha statue smiled slightly, but before it could finish smiling, the golden thread on its chest was pulled straight, as if someone on the other side of the sky was pulling on this golden thread.

The golden thread made the Buddha statue fly up.

It was just that the speed was much slower than when the Buddha statue arrived.

It's like playing with a fish after you've caught it.

Zhang Ze bent down and looked curiously under the Buddha statue, but he didn't see the little monk.

I don't know if it was smashed into an anime-style little sauce, or if it was stuffed into a Buddha statue.

……

Beyond the Wall in the north.

Having finally satisfied his itch, Master Kukai stood to the side with a very content expression, squinting as he enjoyed the wind blowing at an altitude of seven thousand meters.

Old Tang chuckled as he took the gold thread he'd gotten from Master Kukai and slowly pulled it back, looking like he was enjoying the thrill of stealing someone else's fishing rod.

To be honest, Old Tang regrets it now. He shouldn't have tried to live a life in reverse and practice the mortal world in reverse.

Now that I'm starting my spiritual path all over again, without my Mahayana cultivation, I can't have a chance to do many fun things, which is really making me feel terrible.

"Damn it, I have to go back and think of a solution..."

Old Tang muttered to himself as he collected the gold thread.

……

Baidi City.

It's true that Master Kukai was a master; he was truly skilled at enlightening people.

The "Traitor Retrieval Technique" eased the awkwardness between Zhang Ze and Sister Wang.

"It's windy here, let's find another place to talk."

With a wave of her hand, Sister Wang transformed the world, and Zhang Ze was taken to the room on the top floor of the White Emperor's Residence.

There was nothing superfluous in the room except for a coffin, a long table, and two wooden chairs.

"How much do you still remember?" Sister Wang asked.

"What I can remember... is from the time I bought my way into office as the magistrate of Baiyu County until the next twenty years, which is roughly this period. But to be honest, sometimes I can't tell which of my dreams in this life are real and which of my past life actually happened."

Zhang Ze didn't sit in a chair, but instead propped himself up on the windowsill, leaning against the snow scene outside the window and looking at Sister Wang.

"It should all be true, after all, you even remember the name Xiaodou," Sister Wang said with a smile.

Zhang Ze: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to get closer to you. Because I heard Yuqing say that you were going to blow up Baidi City."

Sister Wang shook her head. "You don't need to apologize. I was really happy to hear that name. After Father, you, and Chen Xing left, I haven't heard anyone call me that for a very, very long time."

Chen Xing is the name of the first sect leader of the Sword Sect.

Perhaps thinking of an old friend, Sister Wang sighed and then got straight to the point.

"What do you want to ask?"

Zhang Ze asked, "Why was Baidi City bombed? And what's the story behind the Northern Great Wall?"

“Three reasons,” Sister Wang said, looking into Zhang Ze’s eyes. “First, the transformation of the demon race has been completely completed, and there is no longer any need for the Northern Great Wall.”

Sister Wang waved her hand, and spiritual energy gathered, revealing a more detailed map of the Northern Territory than the one Yu Qing had shown.

"The Great Wall has reached its limit. According to the White Emperor's calculations, if it continues, it will have an impact on the Central Continent."

The map of the far north ice plains was zoomed in, and Zhang Ze saw a huge pit, while Baidi City and six other unnamed cities formed a circle that surrounded the ice abyss.

Pale blue frost-like vapors surged within the deep pit.

"Maintaining the magic array requires a lot of energy. The seven cities, including Baidi City, need to be moved every ten years to ensure that the magic array operates smoothly and the power of the earth veins is inexhaustible."

"However, since last year, there have been some problems with the earth veins of the entire four continents. Do you remember the awakening of the primordial creatures in the Eastern Continent before the Qinghe Gathering? That was a harbinger."

"I went to the Thousand Machines Pavilion to ask you for the method of earth vein teleportation, in order to make some preparations for future changes."

"Unfortunately, plans can't keep up with changes. The Hundred Demon Sect suddenly connected all the earth veins in the Eastern Continent. This may be a good thing for you, but it's a terrible thing for me and the White Emperor."

"The path to immortality comes at a price. If the earth's veins are damaged, not only the demon race, but also the White Emperor and I will be in trouble."

"To prevent things from getting worse by covering it up... well, I did cover it up for quite a while, but in the end, Bai Di and I decided on a solution: to blow up the Northern Wall ahead of time. Although it would come at a price, it would be much better than the North becoming the Central Continent."

"As for the second reason..." Wang Siwen sat down in the chair, put her beautiful big tail on her body, and gently stroked it.

"I'm tired, Bai Di and I are both tired. Living forever and carrying the secret of the entire demon race is exhausting."

"The conflict between the paths of humans and demons was orchestrated by me and the White Emperor, all to keep human cultivators away from here."

"But there are no secrets that stay hidden forever; secrets will always be leaked, and there will never be a shortage of people willing to take risks."

"The first leak revealed that the old Baidi City was destroyed."

"The second leak sparked a great war between East and West, and Central Continent was destroyed."

"This is the third leak so far. Although it has been resolved safely, what about the fourth and fifth leaks... I don't know."

"Therefore, it's better to end it all at once and put an end to it all. When redemption becomes a source of trouble, then some things no longer have the need to exist."

"In the original plan, after Baidi City disappeared, I would also interrupt the entire Northern Territory Grand Array. Yuqing would then discover the notes I left behind and begin to solve the problems on the path of cultivation. It might take some time, but it would be easier than it is now."

"Then the demon race can go wherever they want, and those people from the Northern Border can come and go as they please."

Hearing what Sister Wang said, Zhang Ze blinked, as if he was pondering something.

"What's the third thing?" Zhang Ze took out a thermos of hot water from his pocket and took a sip.

After all, the doctor told him to drink more hot water.

Sister Wang looked at Zhang Ze and said, "The third reason is that if we don't bomb the Great Wall, you will die."

“All methods of reincarnation come at a price. Due to my and Bai Di’s negligence and some accidents, your body has developed some problems. Only one of you, the Northern Wall, can survive.”

"puff!"

Zhang Ze couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of hot water, but it was blocked by a wall of air just before it hit Wang Siwen.

"what did you say?"

Zhang Ze felt he hadn't heard clearly, so he asked again.

He has no interest in playing the male lead in a Korean drama with a terminal illness.

There's no reason why someone who just felt dizzy this afternoon would receive a critical condition notice tonight.

"Your health is failing you, you're going to die." Sister Wang said with a sorrowful expression.

After receiving confirmation from Sister Wang for the second time, Zhang Ze cautiously asked, "How much longer do I have to live? I'm not going to kick the bucket tomorrow, am I?"

"No, you shouldn't have any problem living another five hundred years," Wang Siwen said, shaking her head with a sorrowful expression.

Zhang Ze, "..."

'That scared me to death! There are still five hundred years to go. I just can't get along with these immortal monsters!'

This is what happened when I was chatting with that old tortoise, Zhu Luo, recently. He keeps saying that he's going to die, but when I ask when he can have a feast, he says to wait a little longer, maybe another three to five thousand years.

Zhang Ze felt as if the old man was in Versailles.

However, after feeling relieved, Zhang Zegang picked up the hot water cup and took a sip, but then realized that something was not quite right. He did some mental calculations.

'I'm now practically a Nascent Soul cultivator, with a lifespan of at least a thousand years... Who stole my remaining five hundred years?'

"What do I have to do with the Wall in the North?" Zhang Ze asked.

"This all started with the Star God," Sister Wang said.

Upon hearing this, everything that had just emerged from Zhang Ze's body quickly shrank back inside.

"What's going on with this?" Zhang Ze reached out and pulled it all out, turning it over and over in his hands.

Just as Sister Wang was about to speak, she suddenly stopped, turned her wolf ears on her head, listened attentively, and then looked at Zhang Ze.

"The White Emperor has awakened; she wishes to see you."

(End of this chapter)