Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 431 My Father is in Heaven
Zhang Ze rubbed his eyes, wanting to take a closer look, but the 'baby' had vanished.

Upon closer inspection, the four continents were perfectly round like an egg, resembling a bright blue chicken egg.

Apart from the somewhat nauseating color of Central Continent, everything else was exceptionally beautiful.

The continent's mountains rise and fall in a triangular shape, with ravines crisscrossing it. It looks like a chicken, a dog, and a duck, but no matter how you look at it, you can't see the shape of a baby.

Zhang Ze frowned slightly. Although he didn't know what he had just seen, he felt it was time to go back.

It's never wrong to go home and deliver the news.

There must be one of them, Si Zhou or him, who is sick.

But as soon as the thought arose, it suddenly became blurry, like a stream flowing over a blue stone, leaving no trace and heading nowhere.

Instead, another idea came to mind.

'The universe is empty and desolate; I am both heaven and earth, freely one with it. Perhaps drifting like this forever wouldn't be so bad.'

Before he knew it, Zhang Ze and the blue Four Continents had flown a little further away.

But just when he was likely to drift away forever, tiny points of starlight suddenly appeared behind him.

Zhang Ze's little finger, which had not yet transformed into an innate Dao body, twitched slightly, as if sensing something.

It was this delay that dispelled the delusions that had been weighing on my mind, and my mind returned to clarity.

My little finger twitched, startled.

"Damn it, there's definitely something wrong with the weather. Let's go home first."

Zhang Ze did a somersault, intending to completely dispel his innate Dao body, but after thinking about it, he decided to only dispel the innate Dao body on his left little finger.

Then he pointed both of his little fingers backward, ready to spray himself home.

Spiritual energy surged between his fingernails, and a huge blue jet of energy burst forth, providing Zhang Ze with the motivation to return home.

However, before they had flown very far, their two little fingers sensed something again.

He slightly turned his body, and a shooting star flew past his nose.

It is a black stone.

"Did the black stone come from the sky?"

Adjusting his posture, Zhang Ze looked back and saw a meteor shower made of black stones hurtling towards him.

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Qingjing is located fifty li east of Jiange, at Qianji Town.

Mr. Su didn't sleep tonight; he was squatting at the gate of his own yard, a pipe dangling from his mouth.

Holding the booklet, he wrote and drew with flowing strokes, recalling the strange phenomenon in the night sky he had just witnessed.

Although it was late at night and Mr. Su was already thirty-five years old, he did not feel sleepy because he had taken many elixirs to nourish his body.

As he finished writing the last character, he extended his little finger, stirred up a wisp of spiritual energy barely bigger than a fart, and blew it dry.

He nodded after a satisfied re-check.

[Continuing from the previous chapter, after the blood moon dissipated, the silver lotus bloomed, the reverse star shattered the moon, and the Human Emperor's sword slew the evil spirits, the world was once again unified, full of vitality, and all things flourished.]

Unexpectedly, one hundred and eight stars suddenly appeared in the bright sky and fell to the place where they began.

[In reality, it is an extraterrestrial demon descending, wielding the power of the Earthly Fiends and Heavenly Generals, revealing its true form.]

[After crashing to the ground, the earth crumbled, and the celestial demon, carrying with it the true knowledge of the outer realms, looked down upon the crowd and spoke.]

Having finished composing the story, Mr. Su carefully put away the story he had just made up, which he would use for his storytelling the next day.

However, he had no intention of turning around and going home.

My wife has already gone to sleep, and my second child is due in a few months, so it's best not to disturb her.

Listening to the commotion coming from the pedestrian street, he wondered if he should go to the Fox Butterfly Restaurant for a drink tonight.

"It's a happy occasion that the eldest brother has been taken in as an apprentice by the Monkey King who makes pancakes. We should celebrate with a drink."

Having found a suitable excuse, Mr. Su took out his small walnut and ordered a table of food and drinks, then tiptoed out of the alley.

As soon as I stepped out of the alley, the noise was overwhelming, no longer hindered by the sound-dampening barrier.

Although it was late at night, the cultivators who had just witnessed a celestial phenomenon were still incredibly excited.

At the street stalls, humans and demons alike were discussing the strange celestial phenomena they had just witnessed, speculating about what kind of fun or new tricks would emerge this time.

Some well-informed people say this matter is related to Changzhou...

Mr. Su didn't listen carefully or interrupt, simply because Changzhou was too far away, and it was meaningless for someone as insignificant as him to care.

Walking on the bustling street, Mr. Su looked back on the first half of his life and felt it was all very strange.

He was originally an unknown storyteller in Shenglong City. By chance, he made a mistake while telling the story of "The Human Emperor Slaying the Dragon" and cut off the Human Emperor's head.

Unexpectedly, it corresponded exactly to the strange phenomenon of a divine being riding the clouds and slaying a dragon that was seen in the sky the next day.

I thought it was just bad luck, but I never expected that after that, my mouth would become so blessed.

Most of the strange and nonsensical stories that came out of his mouth have become reality.

Some were fabrications made afterward, yet they corresponded perfectly; others were made up beforehand, yet most of them came true.

It's hard to tell whether it was just good luck or genuine precognitive ability.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing is that his fame has soared and his wealth has increased dramatically.

Believers and nonbelievers alike come to him, asking him to include themselves or others in his stories as the protagonists.

Even if what you say isn't true, you can still bring good luck to your friend or annoy your enemy.

Among them are many practitioners.

The bad thing is that he found that doing this seemed to offend people and make him a target of their attention.

What is said without intention may be taken seriously by the listener. Even if you are just talking nonsense, you can't help but let some people take it personally and then get angry with you.

If it weren't for the fact that Rising Dragon City was under the jurisdiction of the Beast Taming Sect and was a somewhat important place with good public security, it could have been dangerous.

For the sake of his family's well-being, Mr. Su closed his doors to visitors and asked a Beast Taming Sect cultivator, who had done him a favor, to take his family to Thousand Machine Town.

This should be the safest place in the entire Eastern Continent, at least that's what Mr. Su thinks.

After arriving here, Mr. Su stopped telling stories and prepared to retire from writing.

After that, he planned to follow those demon peddlers and do some shady little business.

Unexpectedly, this act of retiring from writing actually boosted his reputation to a new level.

His ability to speak with absolute authority became increasingly legendary.

Even the legendary elders of the six sects, the head of one sect, came to him for tea and a chat, asking about matters related to his broken mouth.

That's how people are; once you've done it once, you get used to it twice. After discovering that those legendary powerful beings weren't as heartless as the legends suggested, he became bolder.

He explained his grievances and the truth of the matter to Tang Ji Daoren, who looked and spoke like an old swindler but was actually the head of Longhu Mountain.

He feared that if the rumors about him continued to spread, someone would use his words to make elixirs.

And Old Tang, true to his name, immediately pointed him in the right direction.

Let Mr. Su fabricate stories about Zhang Ze.

"That kid has a tough fate; your jinx won't outdo him. Unless by some strange coincidence you two bump into each other, nothing will happen."

"Even if it happens by chance again, it doesn't matter. Heaven and earth have their own way of doing things, and it's not your responsibility what happens."

So after that, Mr. Su's story had a different protagonist. Although he was still referred to as the Human Emperor, the story he told was about Zhang Ze.

When Zhang Ze found out, he was not angry at all; in fact, he was quite pleased.

And every now and then, they would hand Mr. Su some random, nonsensical stories, letting him say whatever he wanted.

Popular titles include "Electric Swordman", "Zhong Wuyan vs. Sikong Zhen", and "Fullmetal Alchemist".

As the rumors were repeated, they eventually dissipated, and his life gradually returned to normal.

Of course, Mr. Su also maintained the fine tradition of his predecessors. He only started these books and at most left them unfinished after reaching the middle.

"I wonder where Brother Zhang went and when he'll be back. I'll have to ask him for more tips on digging holes."

Thinking about all these random thoughts, Mr. Su entered the Fox Butterfly Restaurant. Guided by the Five Elements Cat who worked there, he went up to the second floor and sat down at a window seat.

Sipping his wine, Mr. Su gazed at the night view outside the window, quite content with his current life.

I'm doing what I love, and I'm making money. My life is getting better and better.

I heard that the streetlights from Qianji have been installed in my hometown, Shenglong City.

I heard that the subway line between Qianji Town and Cangshan Beast Taming Sect, built using the earth vein teleportation technique, will soon be open to the public. At that time, you'll be able to travel freely between the two places for just a few coins.

Thinking of these wonderful things, Mr. Su also thought of his unborn second son.

The medical practitioner at the martial arts clinic examined his wife's pulse and said that his second son had good aptitude and was a good candidate for cultivation.

Unlike myself and my boss, who took several pills to nourish their bones and improve their mental clarity, they could only manage to release a tiny drop of spiritual energy to use some simple magical artifacts.

Mr. Su was thinking that once his second child started school, he would send him to Qianji Kindergarten.
Mr. Su, envisioning the future, poured himself another glass.

He loves this place, and if anyone were to ruin it, he would be the first to object.

Then we'll make up some stories and kill him off!
After downing his third glass of wine, Mr. Su suddenly heard a commotion coming from the street outside his window.

Looking out the window, I saw everyone on the street looking up, pointing and gazing at the night sky.

It looks like something is coming from over there.

Mr. Su's eyesight was poor; he couldn't make out anything even after looking for a long time. However, his hearing was good, and he heard the cultivators on the street talking about shooting stars, one hundred and eight of them, heading this way.
"108. Meteor Shower!"

He remembered the tattered piece of writing he had just cobbled together.

Mr. Su was so startled that he almost fell down the stairs. In his panic, he stumbled as he pulled himself back into the window.

Mr. Su scrambled downstairs and ran to the kitchen.

Amidst a flurry of cats leaping and bounding, he stuffed the chapter of his storybook, which he had just written that evening and was titled "Invincible Under Heaven, Enemy from the Sky," into the stove.

The firelight illuminated his face, and Mr. Su slapped himself repeatedly in the face.

Although Master Tang said that whether things happen or not is not up to his will, and that he could not predict the future, and that his words could be followed by magic, it was all just a coincidence.

But Mr. Su was still trembling inside.

Ignoring the round-headed cat chef who was holding a large ladle and breathing on him, Mr. Su looked at the stove fire, hoping that this would work.

"Please don't jinx it this time!"

Linglu Valley.

"When did I ever jinx it!"

In Linglu Valley, Her Majesty the Catwoman was chasing Li Yueqi, who was covering her head and jumping around.

"Don't think I didn't know you were making fun of me the day before yesterday, saying my broken erhu was bound to break sooner or later. It broke today! And you can't blame me for that!"

Li Yueqi grabbed the cat girl's tail and lifted her up.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! My tail is going to fall off, Master, put me down!" the cat girl pleaded.

After being expelled from Qianji Kindergarten, Her Majesty the Cat Girl joined the Beast Taming Sect and began practicing boxing under Li Yueqi.

During the day, he guarded the gate of Zha Shide, getting beaten up by Spider Girl. At night, he practiced martial arts, getting beaten up by Li Yueqi. His days were quite fulfilling.

Watching the catgirl being grabbed by the tail and turned into a giant whirlwind of Haki Meow, Li Jue and Xia Yan, who were watching the show in the pavilion, munched on weird-flavored melon seeds while whispering amongst themselves.

Li Jue said, "Do you think my sister is being a bit too harsh? It's just a broken erhu, and it's actually quite nice that it's broken."

I recall the intensity with which my sister played, as if she were tearing apart a tiger or leopard, and the sound of the erhu resembling the act of tearing apart a tiger or leopard.

Li Jue believed that Her Majesty the Catwoman's actions were without fault, and were truly for the sake of the country, the people, and the well-being of the world.

"Sister Qi was just looking for an excuse to beat her up. You can't forget the bad things she did just because she did one good thing. Ugh, here you go."

Xia Yan spat out the sock-flavored Fuji brand weird-tasting melon seeds and stuffed them into Li Jue's mouth.

"A few days ago, I took my former kindergarten classmates and raced cars on the street. The day before yesterday, I painted my face on the Tai Sui that Sister Qi treasured, saying it was to prevent Sister Qi from not being able to tell the front from the back."

"Yesterday, he set up a stall in Xipan, Qianji Town, saying he was preparing for his future ascension to the throne."

"This morning, I tricked the little guy into eating garlic, saying that if you eat meat but not garlic, the flavor will be half as good."

Li Jue silently spat the strange-smelling sunflower seeds that tasted like socks onto the ground, nodded, and said, "They deserved to be beaten; they're even bolder than I used to be."

Xia Yan shrugged, took the roasted lamb leg from the stove next to him, and stuffed it into the mouth of the little dinosaur under the table.

This one-eyed little dinosaur, born from the fruit of the village and named Wei Zhentian by Zhang Ze, opened its big mouth and swallowed the lamb leg in one gulp.

More than a month has passed, and although he hasn't grown taller, his intelligence has gradually improved. He's no longer as confused and unable to recognize people as he was at the beginning.

Chewing on a lamb leg, the little guy shrank back under the table, watching the catgirl get beaten up with amusement.

Quite fun.

But soon Megatron Jr. suddenly crawled out from under the table and turned to look at the eastern night sky.

It seems there's been some investigation.

Over there with Her Majesty the Cat Girl.

Because she was so resilient and her cerebral cortex was relatively smooth, even though she was howling, she didn't take being beaten up for most of the day to heart.

It wasn't until Li Yueqi unleashed her ultimate move, preparing to confiscate her entire garage of rare, limited-edition Wind Chariots, that Her Majesty the Catwoman knelt down and admitted her mistake.

"I was wrong, I'll never do it again. If I tell a lie, may I be hit by a star and die!"

"Your Majesty the Cat Girl raised your hand and swore an oath."

Then Li Yueqi grabbed her and lifted her up.

The next moment, a deep pit appeared where she had just been standing.

A black stone, emitting smoke, lay at the bottom of the deep pit.

Her Majesty the Cat Girl: "I was just saying, don't take it seriously, I'm really not a jinx..."

But the events did not change according to the cat girl's words. Soon, as if it were a signal, the sky was filled with twinkling stars, and countless flying fire meteors rushed towards Thousand Machine Town.

……

Qianji Town is indeed the safest place in Dongzhou.

After confirming that the meteor's target was Thousand Machine Town, a large array appeared in the sky.

Apart from the first black stone and Zhang Ze, most of the rest were intercepted. The ones that escaped only damaged some houses and ground, and did not cause much harm or injury.

Of course, chaos was inevitable.

After all, the black stones had the ability to reflect people's hearts, so when those black stones approached the sky above Qianji Town, the scenery that everyone saw was somewhat strange.

You can't imagine the scene without eating three pounds of these "Inspiration Mushrooms".

The Taoist heart consultants at the martial arts medicine clinic will probably be quite busy tomorrow.

……

Outside Qianji Town, in the largest pit, Zhang Ze lay inside, having released his innate Dao body state.

His master, Old Li, stood by the pit with his hands in his pockets, looking at his good apprentice, and sighed.

"Tell me, what's this new program? Why didn't you land in Changzhou? Why did you smash it back into Qianji Pavilion? And how do you explain those black stones?"

Zhang Ze coughed, dusted himself off, and sat up. Instead of answering directly, he asked, "How much of your salary was deducted this time?"

"Seventy years, but I had them add another ten years, otherwise it would have been two hundred and fifty years from the beginning to now, which sounds rather awful."

Old Li said calmly.

"I see. Then the apprentice can afford it." Zhang Ze limped out of the pit.

However, he did not immediately explain the matter of the black stone and the meteor shower to his master. Instead, he borrowed Little Walnut and said, "Master, lend me Little Walnut. I need to send a message."

"Give."

After taking the small walnut, Zhang Ze made a call to his junior sister.

A moment later, the junior sister's voice rang out.

"Elder Li... Ah, Senior Brother? Why did you go back?"

The junior sister exclaimed in surprise when she saw Zhang Ze's face on the screen.

Just now, all the little walnuts here suddenly stopped working, and Zhang Ze has also disappeared. She's so anxious she's running around in circles.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ze had already returned to Qianji Pavilion.

"Don't ask yet, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"I've found Dad."

"Huh? Where?"

"The sect leader is in heaven."

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(End of this chapter)