Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 412 Hypnosis and Ah Li's Loss
As a time traveler, Zhang Ze considered his experience to be quite fulfilling.

He's reclaimed wasteland, rebelled, practiced ancient cultivation methods, used drugs to sharpen his brain, and has barely played half of the grand scheme, so he can be considered a complete individual.

Moreover, by a twist of fate, he ingeniously created a system for himself, leaving a lasting legacy.

This system is a bit odd, but it has all the necessary functions: simple tasks, daily intelligence...

Although most of it was made up on the spot.

If I had to point out any regrets, it would be that I haven't yet experienced the popular cultivation novel concept from my memory.

Zhang Ze really wanted to try out the fun of modifying other people's entries.

For example, change "Bull Demon Power" to "Bull and Horse Power," and change "Innate Medicine God's Divine Body" to "Innate Medicine Maiden's Divine Body."

This is done in order to manipulate others.

Zhang Ze consulted Xiangxiang and Tongtong about this matter, but Xiangxiang just smiled and remained silent. As for Tongtong, here's what she said.

"If you really have nothing to do, go tear up some newspapers. Or drink some hot water, pee and play in the mud. Anyway, don't think about these random things."

Clearly, he's all learned bad habits from his master, Old Li often says that about him.

Therefore, Zhang Ze kept this matter to himself and vowed that after he ascended to the highest level and passed the Mahayana stage, he would transform into the old man in the ring, develop a new way to play with game mechanics, and then find a lucky but unlucky person to manipulate their game mechanics.

but……

Zhang Ze suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have to wait that long.

After staring at the black stones that the two red apes had collected as figurines for a while.

Suddenly, many things appeared before his eyes.

Densely packed.

A lattice-like mist condensed around the small black stone, flickering and vibrating like a malfunctioning electronic device.

Zhang Ze took a closer look and discovered that the true nature of those crystalline mists was a lot of information similar to entries.

After attempting to understand it, this information was transformed into a form that Zhang Ze could comprehend.

[No underwear] [Cultivation girl] [Gendered white tiger] [Length 18]

……

Looking at this information, Zhang Ze recalled that not-so-bright afternoon a while ago.

That day, Zhang Ze forgot what he had done again, but he had caused his master to lose another ten years' worth of salary.

However, Zhang Ze did not receive a beating from Lao Li that day; the atmosphere was quite peaceful.

The master and disciple, remarkably, did not cause any chaos; instead, they sat down face to face and had a heart-to-heart talk.

That was true at least at the very beginning.

The master and disciple discussed the Dao without regard to specific sword techniques or formations, but only the scenery after reaching the Divine Transformation and Void Refinement stages.

Old Li, "Gold and stone are hard to move, but rotten wood is easy to decay. What's the difference between the two?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ze said, "The difference is that Fu Ji doesn't eat stones, but she loves to eat rotten wood!"

"Blockhead!" Faced with Zhang Ze's pranks, Old Li couldn't hold back and pulled out his iron rod, slapping Zhang Ze three times.

After slapping Zhang Ze, Old Li was in a good mood. After drinking a cup of fragrant tea, he asked again, "I slapped you three times, do you understand what I mean?"

"You want me to tuck you in at the crack of dawn tonight?" Zhang Ze couldn't resist his tactless remark.

Unsurprisingly, he was hit three more times.

However, after those three blows, Zhang Ze suddenly realized what was going on.

When his master whipped him just now, he was clearly holding an iron rod, but when it hit him, it felt like rotten wood.

"Actually, there's no difference between the two?" Zhang Ze asked.

"You're a promising young man." Old Li nodded in satisfaction. "Cultivation is the means to prove the essence of heaven and earth. A Nascent Soul cultivator proves his true self. In his eyes, rotten wood and metal are no different, and can all be cut down with a single sword."

"Upon reaching the Refinement of Emptiness, one transcends the self. The myriad methods of the Great Void Pass and the inner aperture are unified. In our eyes, within the reach of a wave of the hand, metal and stone become rotten wood, and rotten wood becomes metal and stone."

The iron rod that Li Guanqi treasured suddenly became rotten and turned into muddy black ash in his hands, but after a moment it returned to its original state.

"To attain the transcendent self, to observe the origin of all things..."

Old Li went on and on, then finally asked, "Do you understand?"

Zhang Ze pondered for a long time, then clapped his hands and said.

"Understood!"

Old Li nodded in satisfaction. "Tell me, what did you understand?"

Zhang Ze asked, "If one cultivates to the Void Refinement stage, will one be able to create domains and area magic around them?"

Old Li, "?"

Zhang Ze said, "In this field, or rather, in this little world, you are the boss. What you say goes. If you say it's an iron rod, it's an iron rod; if you say it's an iron rod yam, it's an iron rod yam."

Old Li frowned slightly and clenched his fists, but in the end he didn't make a move, because he felt that Zhang Ze's words, though rough, were reasonable, and that was probably the point.

It's a bit off-putting to hear.

Everything sounds so corny when he talks about it.

Zhang Ze didn't notice his master's expression and continued chatting.

"Within this small world, you have the right to interpret the properties of matter, but this right is not stable and is only temporary. When things are out of your control, they will revert to their original state."

"Moreover, you cannot change things that you do not recognize or cannot explain."

"At the same time, cultivators with similar or higher cultivation levels than you can also invade and cover your domain, depriving you of and seizing your right to know and interpret things."

"So with your cultivation level, those seemingly mysterious battles are essentially just clashes between domains. Whoever is stronger gets to call the shots in this territory."

"In other words, if one day I enter Mahayana Buddhism, theoretically speaking, I will be able to explain all things in the world, and everything will move at my will."

"If I wanted to, everyone in the entire Four Continents could become a woman in my eyes, and then I would..."

……

Zhang Ze remembered that he hadn't finished saying his nonsense when Old Li knocked him down the mountain with a stick.

The reason Zhang Ze thought of this matter at this moment was not because he missed his master or because he missed women.

Rather, it was because he suddenly realized that the black stones' miraculous ability to alter cognition seemed somewhat similar to the methods of cultivators at the Void Refinement stage...

The black stone was merely a vessel; the real power lay in the dust crystals that Lily and her companions extracted from it.

These dust crystals, upon receiving the desires and thoughts of the first observer, solidify them and alter the perceptions of those around them based on those thoughts.

While merely changing perception doesn't allow him to actually turn a stone into a figure without underwear, like his master did. (If Old Li wanted to, he really could.)
However, the upper limit of these dust crystals is quite high, and even Mahayana cultivators will be affected by them.

If we follow the theory of domain collision, wouldn't that mean that the status of these dust crystals is no lower than that of Mahayana?

Thinking about this, Zhang Ze's thoughts began to wander again. If the information contained in the black stone could be subjectively modified, wouldn't it be possible to turn the black stone into a hypnosis app?

However, there is still a problem.

Zhang Ze cleared his mind of the discordant images and looked at the Red Tiger Python Ape and Erlang, who had suddenly become harmonious, discussing their sexual fetishes and their love for figurines.

Clearly, in their eyes, these black stones are just figurines, not black stones with various entries.

Why is what I'm seeing different?

Zhang Ze tapped his hard forehead and suddenly realized that the problem lay with him.

I am now almost equivalent to a primordial Dao embryo...

It is very likely that the unknown and special environment of Luoyu Mountain allowed this special observer to see another side of these black stones by chance.

and so……

Zhang Ze refocused his attention, staring at the black stones, and the entry reappeared.

[No underwear] [Cultivation girl] [Feminized white tiger] [Length 18]...

Zhang Ze imagined a scene in his mind, trying to 'overlay' his own thoughts onto it...

He did not delete or modify all the information, but only made minor changes to a portion of it.

became:
[No underwear] [Cultivation boy] [Feminized fat bear] [Length 18]...

Taking a step back, Zhang Ze listened to the terrified cries of the Red Tiger, Python, Ape, and Erlang, and he felt that he had succeeded.

'I'm really amazing.'

After quickly correcting the information, Zhang Ze stepped forward and patted the Red Tiger Python Ape on the shoulder.

"Where did you find these black stones?"

Although we don't know what this wild red ape has been through, it's clear that its modern lifestyle is somewhat out of place in this run-down place, Changzhou.

The red tiger python ape turned its head and stared at Zhang Ze warily with the eyes of a fat otaku, as if Zhang Ze were the neighbor's brat.

But soon, its sister, another two-red ape, suddenly exclaimed, "I know you! You're the boss!" it called out in a strange accent.

"Boss? You...you know Lily?" Zhang Ze asked curiously.

In his memory, only Lily would call him that, and speaking of which, the origin of so many magical artifacts in the cave belonging to these two siblings is quite intriguing.

Could these two red apes be Lily's long-lost relatives, or perhaps reinforcements she invited?
The second female red ape shook her head. "No, I know you because my father works at the Thousand Machine Pavilion?"

"Huh?" Zhang Ze was taken aback. Although he was a hands-off manager, he really didn't remember having two Red Apes under his command.

"Which department does your father work in? What does he do?" Zhang Ze asked curiously.

"The Thousand Machine Armor Division... well, their job is to be researched." This time, it was the older brother who spoke.

Zhang Ze, "?"

It sounds a bit far-fetched, but it seems like it might actually be true...

Since its establishment, the Thousand Machine Armored Warriors have been cooperating with the Beast Taming Sect to design and produce models that can be used by spirit beasts.

To ensure smooth development, the project team needs various mythical beasts as volunteers to provide feedback and adjust subsequent designs based on their trial use…

However, Zhang Ze couldn't help but feel that something was off about the whole thing.

The elderly father, widowed and alone, lives far away abroad and sells his body to participate in human experiments by an evil organization.

The son and daughter are obsessed with anime and manga, becoming two-faced otaku, staying at home raising cats and sponging off their parents, spending their father's hard-earned money on expensive, long-distance shipping to buy erotic figurines...

Anime and manga are truly harmful!

But as harmful as it may be, it's also true that the world of anime and manga is easy to manipulate. Zhang Ze quickly used his position as the boss to resolve the matter.

He traded a bunch of limited-edition figurines from his treasure bag for all the black stones and tricked the siblings into revealing where they had obtained them.

Unsurprisingly, it was near that teardrop-shaped Rain Mountain.

"These figurines... we found them in the river, and the river... its source is in Luoyu Mountain... but don't go there recently, it's very dangerous there..."

That's what the two red apes said, but they couldn't explain what dangers they might be facing.

It can only be attributed to the instincts of a wild animal.

……

After Zhang Ze left, Erlang, Azang, and Miaomiao huddled together and began to secretly discuss countermeasures.

Meow, "What a pity, I didn't get close to that important person, meow. He seemed so easy to talk to, meow."

Erlang: "Who said I didn't get on his good side? He's already remembered my name. When I'm old, he'll even sell me health supplements!"

Azang: "Are you an idiot... Never mind that, our most important thing right now is to recover our losses. This operation was a complete disaster!"

Upon hearing this, Meow Meow's eyes darted around, and suddenly an idea came to her.

"Erlang, give me your pirated Optimus Prime figure. I'll do something with it, maybe I can get some good stuff in return, meow."

It set its sights on the genuine Thousand Machine Magic Artifact in the cave belonging to the two red ape siblings.

Erlang, "No, that's mine..."

Azang, "Whether you give it to me or not is not up to you!"

After being beaten up by Azang, the pirated Optimus Prime was still pulled out of Erlang's waistband by Meow Meow.

However, Meow Meow, holding the pirated Optimus Prime, walked up to the two Red Apes with a grin, but before she could even speak, she was ruthlessly rejected.

"We don't want counterfeit goods."

"Meow...meow! How did you figure that out?"

The layman, Meow Meow, couldn't understand why the toy, which was clearly well-made, solidly constructed, and looked quite cool, was obviously fake at a glance.

The second red ape looked at Meow Meow with disdain and took out a simple block figure from behind him.

"Look closely, this is the genuine Thousand Machine Vajra from Haierbao. Yours is so well-made, it's obviously fake!"

……

Zhang Ze did not want to comment on the quality issues of his own Qianjige's Haierbao products, because he had not heard anything about it.

He's currently worried about something else: where did Ah Li go?
At this moment, Zhang Ze had arrived at the agreed meeting point, but there was no sign of anyone.

The meeting point is located on a viewing platform about 60 miles southeast of Luoyu Mountain.

That place is considered a rare good place within Changzhou. It has not been hit by the rising and falling floating mountains for at least five or six hundred years, and can already be called a blessed land.

In order to witness the annual blood moon spectacle, some enthusiasts built a viewing platform here.

Although Changzhou is remote, at this time of year, cultivators from other places come here to admire the spectacular scenery.

Logically speaking, this place should be very lively.

However, today, not only have Ah Li and Monkey King disappeared, but the tourists who were admiring the moon and the local natives who were selling goods have also vanished.

Zhang Ze reached out, picked up a teapot from a small stall, poured out the tea, and looked at the rising steam. It was clear that these people had just left.

After putting down the teapot, Zhang Ze went to the railing, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Luoyu Mountain in the distance, wondering where everyone had gone.

Ah Li is fine; Zhang Ze can clearly sense that her life is not in danger.

Just as he was about to call for reinforcements, several golden lights suddenly appeared from the misty mountains behind it.

Golden light landed, revealing three men and three women; judging from their clothing, each was a disciple of one of the six sects.

Zhang Ze was facing away from the group when he heard a loud "Wow!" from the other side.

"Wow!!!! It's a statue of my idol! I can't believe there's one here!"

The senior sister from the Sword Sect who was leading the group rushed over and exclaimed in amazement as she surrounded Zhang Ze.

Another bald Buddhist monk stepped forward, saying, "I never expected that Brother Zhang's good reputation had spread to this place. It's truly amazing."

Zhang Ze, "..."

Embarrassed, Zhang Ze remained motionless, continuing to play the role of a stone statue, hoping they would leave quickly...

But fate had other plans, and Zhang Ze was unaware of his reputation within the Six Sects.

"You know what, the workmanship is pretty good, but it's a pity that such a big piece of paint has fallen off the back. It's really not pretty. Let me touch it up for him..." After saying that, the senior brother of the Beast Taming Sect with a turtle on his head was about to touch up the paint for Zhang Ze.

There was a large patch of paint missing from Zhang Ze's back, caused by the collision with Fushan.

For some reason, no one reminded him.

Before the junior brother from the Beast Taming Sect could make a move, he was stopped by the senior sister from the Sword Sect.

"Don't you dare draw on my idol! Your drawing is horribly ugly!"

"You're such a fangirl, always talking about idols, but they don't even pay attention to you..." The Beast Taming Sect disciple with the turtle on his head grumbled.

"Mind your own business! I'm happy to do it!" The unfamiliar Sword Sect senior sister stood in front of Zhang Ze, hands on her hips.

She then began to recount Zhang Ze's romantic escapades, and soon the junior sister from Medicine King Valley and the junior brother from Dragon Tiger Mountain joined the discussion.

Those affairs were so scandalous that even Zhang Ze himself was unaware of them.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to lose his composure and risk a major embarrassment by speaking up to clarify and prove himself, Senior Sister Tianzong, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly spoke up.

As expected of the senior sister of the Heavenly Sect, her voice was as cold as ice, and the temperature around her seemed to drop eight degrees.

"Most of the stories about immortals and heroes are based on hearsay. Do you even know what Junior Brother Zhang is talking about?"
Instead of discussing these empty words, let's do something worthwhile.

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhang Ze, pretending to be a statue, thought to himself, "no wonder he's a disciple of the Heavenly Sect."

Normal people still need to look to the Heavenly Sect.

Then, the normal senior sister from the Heavenly Sect stepped forward and began to do what she called "the important thing".

She clasped her hands together in front of Zhang Ze and bowed three times.

"I hope my junior brother's spirit will exert its divine power and bless me to pass this year's exams, not repeat a year, and have many suitors next year, so I can find a perfect husband... What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and come and pay your respects!"

After saying that, she even reached out and touched Zhang Ze's hair bun, seemingly to share in the good fortune.

Zhang Ze, "..."

You're overthinking it; none of the Six Sects are normal.

And speaking of which, the big toe of the statue that stands in Qianjige Square seems to have actually been polished until it's shiny...

Damn it, what do they take me for?

But just as Zhang Ze was about to perform a miracle and teach these superstitious fellow disciples a lesson, his number one fan suddenly stopped moving.

Her groping hand stopped on Zhang Ze's chest, and her eyes became confused.

Behind Zhang Ze, an unfamiliar green creature climbed up the cliff behind the railing, holding a small black stone in its hand, which it waved in front of the disciples of the Six Sects.

"Friend... come this way..."

(End of this chapter)