Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 448 Shaking hands with the rotten princess only costs five yuan
The place with the most rotten girls in the Four Continents is not Qianji Pavilion, but the former Northern Great Wall, now the Blue Coast Tai Sui Planting Base.

After the Wall in the North collapsed, it was Fu Ji and Tai Sui's buttocks that turned the tide and saved the collapsing edifice.

After being saved, most of the Fu Ji individuals remained here, continuing to grow Tai Sui while constantly multiplying themselves.

Due to their large numbers and the fact that some individuals are excessively large, the Rotten Princess herself has become a unique sight in this northern region.

This is a must-see item for anyone checking off their list.

For five yuan, you can shake hands with the little rotten girl strolling on the street.

In places like Longxukou and Wangyangcheng, which are close to the original Great Wall, you can also experience the giant "Rotten Princess" wake-up service.

Every morning, as the sun rises, the giant, three-headed, six-armed Fu Hime appears before the early birds, climbing a high wall made of her buttocks.

And under the rising sun, it gently awakens the entire city.

Good morning, Wangyang City! Yesterday's idea came up with an alchemy competition, and we managed to poison twenty people.

"All eighteen contestants have withdrawn from the competition, and the two judges are currently undergoing emergency treatment!"

"But the good news is that Medicine King Valley is having a big sale right now! Groups of 20 or more get a discount, and the second hospitalization for a broken bone is half price!"

Probably that's it.

So, if you want to harass Xiao Jing, you have to come here, because the harlots here have the loudest voices, the most experience, and the most free time.

In the ice and snow.

Zhang Ze and his junior sister stood side by side.

Holding the hand warmer shaped like a Tai Sui, Zhang Ze exclaimed in admiration how amazing Fu Ji was.

He couldn't truly understand Mr. Xiao's pain at that moment, but even a fool could tell it must be incredibly frustrating.

Even if you can't hear the sound, the scene in front of you is still somewhat perverse and indescribable.

As the sun set, the sky was dyed crimson, and a hastily assembled golden tower stood tall on the desolate ice field.

The sticky, bluish-purple liquid flowed along the grooves of the metal, and was tinged with an even more eerie color by the setting sun.

Stacking, breathing, proliferating, wriggling, hundreds of hands, hundreds of eyes, hundreds of mouths rose and fell like waves, completely covering the golden tower, turning it into some kind of living thing.

At the very top of this blue slime mold tower, several lumps of rotten princesses were wearing earphone-like devices and swaying back and forth, looking like DJs spinning records.

After a long silence, the junior sister asked, "Speaking of which, isn't this a bit too eerie?"

"It's eerie, that's why I chose this deserted place. After all, it wouldn't be good to frighten the demon children of Wangyang City," Zhang Ze replied, his hands clasped behind his back.

"Then, what are those people doing?" The junior sister pointed to the group of people to the north.

Following the junior sister's pointing finger, you can see a group of people causing trouble over there.

Several men and women were present. Some were holding up a recording stone to record videos, while others were squatting in the sky, releasing various special effects spells. One person was slaughtering a pig, releasing blood magic while slaughtering the pig to simulate various explosions and seas of blood effects.

Meanwhile, the male and female protagonists were squatting in a large bathtub, their faces flushed as they made various heartfelt confessions amidst the surging waves of blood.

Zhang Ze: "They're filming a movie called 'The Twin Towers: The Sinking Female Lead is Called Shunliu,' I remember."

The junior sister raised an eyebrow. "A disaster treasure hunt movie? Where are the Twin Towers?"

Looking around, she couldn't find the Twin Towers anywhere.

Zhang Ze shook his head. "It's not a disaster movie, it's a zombie movie. As for the Twin Towers..."

He pointed at Fu Ji, who was still making harassing phone calls to Xiao Jing, and said, "The plot hasn't even started yet and one of them has already been interrupted. Now the second one is being attacked by Shunliu."

"Shunliu...wait? Fuji is the female lead? Does she know she's the female lead?" The junior sister asked three questions in a row.

Zhang Ze continued to shake his head, "She knows, and she doesn't know. It's because the one who signed the contract with the production team wasn't this group, but another group. However, that group missed the flying boat that came here and was forgotten at Qianji Pavilion."

The junior sister found it a bit of a brain teaser, "But if Fu Ji is Shunliu, then... who are those two people playing?"

She pointed to the monks who were still passionately confessing their love in the bathtub.

"That one?" Zhang Ze patted his pocket, took out a script, and read it aloud.

"The man's name is Ao Jiutian, his title is Zhen Shijian, and his courtesy name is Yijian Tongpo Jiuchongtian."

“The woman is called, Princess Saint Rainbow·Li Ying Shang·Ning Yu Bing·Shang Meng Xun Mei·Lei Ru Yun Ying Qing Le Lan Fairy.”

"Do you want to hear the plot?" After announcing the names of the male and female actors, Zhang Ze, with the spirit of not keeping his own mess to himself, was eager to share it with his junior sister.

Knowing how unpalatable this was, the junior sister quickly shook her head. "No, I don't want to. By the way, who wrote this? It wasn't you, senior brother, was it?"

Zhang Ze regretfully put the script back into his pocket. "Of course not. This was done by Bai Tao and Qiao Lezhi. They even tricked Lili into investing, saying they wanted to make it bigger and stronger and pursue their dreams in the entertainment industry."

"However, it seems like Lily's money is going to go down the drain again this time."

"So, how do you know so much?" The junior sister discovered the blind spot. "You really didn't do it?"

She knew that Zhang Ze occasionally did some disgusting and awful things.

Zhang Ze sighed, "Because their original plan was for me to play the male lead, Ao Jiutian, and you to play that fairy, but I felt it was too embarrassing, so I just refused."

"So those two..." The junior sister pointed to the two actors who were parting ways in the bathtub, facing life and death.

Zhang Ze: "Those two are students from Qianji Academy. I tricked them into coming here with five credits."

"By the way, they are both actually men."

Junior sister, “!”

After a long silence, the junior sister, not wanting to dwell on this mess any longer, steered the conversation back to the little walnut.

"What will happen to the small walnuts then? Will we stop using them altogether? It would be strange not to get used to not having small walnuts."

Zhang Ze scratched his head. "We can't just stop."

Because of Xiao Jing, it is imperative to discontinue and replace this small walnut.

The Little Walnuts within the Thousand Machines Pavilion and the Six Sects have begun to be replaced with the second-generation Little Walnuts, which are based on the technology of the White Emperor City.

The problems that the rogue cultivators, the Western Barbarians, and the demon race have not yet been dealt with.

After all, forcing people to buy or sell isn't business; you can't force them to buy new goods.

Not buying it doesn't mean you don't love Four Seas; that's not true.

Moreover, this matter is ultimately the responsibility of Qianjige, the seller.

As for using crude methods to directly disable all small walnut signals, that is not the best option either, as doing so will only cause even bigger trouble.

Currently, the two-faced creature over Central Continent has been moved north because it has the least impact, and is now being used by Fu Ji to make harassing phone calls.

There is currently no signal in Central Continent.

The rest were redistributed and fixed in a position a little outside the canopy. Due to the reduced coverage area, Zhang Ze and his team moved the two satellites in the South China Sea and East China Sea, abandoning the uninhabited outer sea, mainly to provide signals for cultivators in the three continents of East, West, and North.

In the process of dragging and moving those shameless people, it is inevitable that some areas will experience poor signal or large-scale signal loss.

This alone caused a lot of trouble.

The Qingde Sect of the East Sea had no idea what their sect leader and his wife were talking about at the time, because of the poor signal from Little Walnut, which caused a big misunderstanding.

The two started fighting, looking like they were heading towards splitting up the family property.

Although Qingde Zhenren's cultivation was not divided in half by his wife, Qingde Sect almost truly split into Qing Sect and De Sect.

Later, the Buddhist community intervened and managed to mediate the misunderstanding.

Besides that, there were a whole host of troubles, big and small.

I'm breaking free from internet addiction; without group chats, I feel like ants are crawling all over my body.

When we went out for training, all my teammates suddenly lost contact, which scared me to death.

Taking advantage of people's misfortune, he sat in a wheelchair, carried crutches, and, relying on the fact that he didn't have many days left to live, went to the Qianjige shop to extort money from them.

The so-called demons and monsters each display their unique abilities.

In addition, Senior Sister Xiaoxue also stirred up a whirlwind, taking the opportunity to promote her own ideas.

I urge everyone to give up small walnuts and ritual implements, and instead listen to the sounds of nature, learn the "grass-grass" communication method, return to the original heart of a cultivator, and not rely on external objects for cultivation.

Thousands of years ago, we were all blades of grass, swaying in the wind, without so many complicated worries. — Minor Snow

Because of all this messy stuff.

On that very day, almost half of the Buddhist disciples transformed into bald-headed judges and golden-bodied servants to help mediate the conflict.

Of course, what can be adjusted can be adjusted, and what cannot be adjusted will have its golden pectoral muscles gleaming, and the Eighteen Bronze Men, holding spiked clubs, will stand on both sides.

Let those who deliberately cause trouble experience what it means for a monk to be compassionate.

After burying you, the monks will remember you with compassion.

"In short, that's the situation, so we can't shut down the machine right away," Zhang Ze said, his hands clasped behind his back. "The sky..." Junior Sister pointed to the sky, afraid that Xiao Jing might launch another surprise attack.

Zhang Ze: "Oh, my brother-in-law and his family are looking after us."

Chen Qin, "My older brother?"

Zhang Ze: "Mm."

In addition to sending Fu Ji to make harassing phone calls, Zhang Ze and his team also sent people to guard the base station to prevent Xiao Jing from infiltrating again through those shameless people.

Now, on each of the two skins, there is a small house that Zhang Ze has rubbed out. Inside the small house sits a cultivator undergoing tribulation, and behind the cultivator undergoing tribulation stand the illusory avatars of two Mahayana cultivators.

The big shot on duty was practicing his acquired Dao body while acting as a security guard.

We are always ready to bring all evil to justice and to drive it all away.

"Won't you get bored in a place like that?" the junior sister asked.

Zhang Ze: "Hmm... I don't know about others, but my brother-in-law probably wouldn't. Isn't he like that usually? He goes into seclusion all the time, sometimes for decades at a time."

Junior sister: "That's true."

"Are we just going to let those things go like that? Just pretend nothing ever happened?"

"We still need to change it, but we have to take it slowly." As he spoke, Zhang Ze took out another notebook from his pocket.

The junior sister carefully took it, secretly flipped through a little, and only after confirming that it wasn't that evil script did she open it up for a closer look.

But after reading it, she realized that what Zhang Ze handed her was not a brilliantly devised scheme, but a plan for a long-term promotional activity.

[Trade-in Promotion for Small Walnuts]

There are two most troublesome things when you want to upgrade your product.

First, there's the issue of money. No normal person would want to waste money, especially on things like ritual objects, even something as small as a walnut.

Use it as long as it works, repair it when it breaks, and only consider replacing it if it can't be repaired.

There are only a few monks who buy every new model that comes out.

Forced promotion will only create resistance and be counterproductive.

Zhang Ze's solution was simple: he wouldn't charge any money.

Trade in your old item for a new one for free! Not only is it free, but you'll also get your data transferred for free and receive extra services. If you trade in with a group, you'll also get an extra upgrade package.

Moreover, this trade-in program doesn't involve immediate replacement, but rather a gradual process, keeping the old walnuts in your possession for continued use.

Sign a contract and register it. When you no longer want to use it, you can send it to Qianjige, or you can handle it yourself.

Since it's practically free, once the money issue is resolved, the second challenge arises: the two generations of walnuts cannot communicate with each other.

The second generation uses Baidi City technology, so it can't chat with the first generation.

The recorded and saved information can be inherited, but the network of relationships maintained by the little walnut is indeed going to break down.

After all, although a small walnut can be used as a flying sword, a thunder talisman, a ghost-slaying talisman, and a sweet potato roaster, it is essentially a tool for chatting.

If there's no one to talk to and nothing to do, then you're no different from a stone.

Zhang Ze's approach was to work from the top down.

While it's not impossible for four people to form eight groups.

However, in most interpersonal relationships, there is a leader who serves as the core of the network.

Once this person switches to the second-generation Little Walnut, soon others in this network will also switch, especially if the replacement is free.

Whether they want to admit it or not, most of the cultivators in the Six Sects and the Thousand Machine Pavilion belong to this category.

Even if he is hung up and whipped by his master at the entrance of the main hall today, he will still be the big brother in his small group when he goes out tomorrow.

Zhang Ze predicts that the entire replacement process can be completed in six months at most.

……

Zhang Ze said, "We are not short of money now. We can mobilize the resources of the entire Eastern Continent and the Northern Territory at will, so this little bit of trouble is nothing."

The junior colleague flipped through the plan and had to admit that it was indeed the safest approach.

only……

There is another crucial question.

What should we do about Lily?
This was basically Qianji Pavilion losing money; it was a pure loss-making business. She was afraid that Lily would hang herself if she found out.

After all, in Lily's eyes, not making money is a loss.

In the words of her senior, she is a pure and simple evil capitalist.

“Lily…” Zhang Ze tugged at his non-existent goatee, looking shrewd and calculating.

"I've already taken care of Lily."

Junior sister, "Huh?"

Seeing that his junior sister had misunderstood, Zhang Ze took out another document attachment that was easy to sign and handed it to her.

It is a signed agreement regarding this generational change plan.

Lily's signature, which looked like she was crawling on the ground, and her handprint were clearly visible on the list.

Junior sister: "Wow~ Senior brother, how did you do that?"

"When I was listening to the gossip about Xianghe and Mother Tree, didn't I knock Lily down?" Zhang Ze said, looking up at the sky.

"I then had Mao Mao carry Lily away, and then Mao Mao held Lily's hand and signed a document, and also pressed a fingerprint on it."

"After that, she stayed with Ah Li in the spirit-suppressing area of ​​the Tongtong family and had no idea about this."

"Even if she knows now, it's too late to back out."

"Then... won't Lily still try to kill herself afterward?" The junior sister pointed out the flaw in Zhang Ze's plan.

“Definitely, that’s why I asked Ali to go with her. With Ali there, what are you panicking about? Both it and Mao Mao are very good at taking care of children.” Zhang Ze said, putting the copy of the document away again.

"Too."

The junior sister nodded, no longer thinking about Lily. She took Zhang Ze's hand and jumped over a fallen pine tree. Snow flew up and startled the little squirrel in the tree hole.

Although she was already a cultivator who could traverse hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye, she still enjoyed this behavior immensely.

Night had fallen, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

The sky may be fake, but the moon is real. After walking for a while, the two found a hillside to sit down.

They leaned against each other, silent for a long time. Under the moonlight, their breathing gradually became heavy.

Zhang Ze leaned close to his junior sister's earlobe, "I have something to tell you..."

"Hmm..." Feeling that the atmosphere was right, the junior sister grabbed her skirt and blushed as she hummed in agreement.

However, Zhang Ze did not speak. Instead, he blew on it and then gently licked it.

Junior sister, “!”

Just then, taking advantage of his junior sister's tingling sensation, Zhang Ze swiftly and unexpectedly tapped her forehead with his finger, sending her a message before she could react.

On a night when the starlight shone like a rainbow, the handsome and dashing Ao Jiutian, with eyes that held a touch of coldness, sorrow, purity, and resolve, and an intensity of deep affection, met his true love, Holy Rainbow·Li Ying Shang…

You must never eat feces yourself; you must share it with others to follow the right path.

That rubbish-filled yet dramatic script, like a raging sea of ​​maggots, played uncontrollably in front of my junior sister.

Because the plot was so impactful, it took the junior sister, who had just finished pooping, a while to come back to her senses.

"Zhang Ze!!!"

But by then Zhang Ze had already vanished without a trace.

……

Under the same starry sky.

Lily was sitting on the railing, contemplating suicide.

"I don't want to live anymore!!! That's all my hard-earned money for my funeral, how could you do this to me!"

Ah Li sat on a recliner not far away, sipping her iced tea, holding the rope tied around Lily's waist, pondering how to comfort Lily.

We need to get Lily down from up there. Even though it's only the second floor, and jumping down would break her legs, it's still annoying to have her howling all night.

(End of this chapter)