Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 471 Vomiting Healing Method
The eldest brother is proficient in all skills, possesses miraculous medical skills, and uses high-quality ingredients to treat and save lives. The cooking time is just right, and the aroma is irresistible.

—Lily's Random Musings

Although mountains and seas are isolated, they are also a self-contained ecosystem.

Besides the dragons that live here, there are many other creatures.

As the saying goes, "A big bird can grow in any kind of forest, and a fish tank can grow anything over time."

Although the secret realm of mountains and seas is closely monitored by the dragons, some unexpected changes are still inevitable.

For example, plagues and diseases.

Several of these plagues nearly wiped out the dragons in the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm.

Fortunately, the dragons were lucky and survived.

However, after defeating these diseases, the successive generations of fear-mongers did not completely eradicate them, but left some samples and stored them in secret places.

It's unclear what great use it might have, or if it's just a strange quirk passed down from the Holy Ones.

Regardless, these diseases have now manifested in this generation of fearful saints.

As the dragon dies, the rabbit kicks the eagle, and the now afflicted with numerous illnesses, the fearsome Shengqiang is terrifying.

Zhang Ze used talismans as a guide to draw upon the life force of this place, transforming it into a cage of a thousand trees.

However, the formation was torn to shreds by the Fear Saint with brute force as soon as it was formed.

And just as Zhang Ze was suffering from the backlash due to the broken formation, a stream of light, red with purple and yellow undertones, struck Zhang Ze's face.

Unable to dodge, Zhang Ze transformed into his innate Dao body to take the hit head-on.

At the same time, Zhang Ze heard Xiaoyaozi's exclamation, "Are all the cultivators outside monsters? Why aren't you running away?"

Yu Guangzhong and Zhang Ze saw the 'paper crane' flee as if it had vanished into the distance.

It was only then that Zhang Ze saw the true nature of the 'thousand paper cranes'.

That thing wasn't a paper crane, but rather Xiaoyaozi's primordial spirit. Because it was so small, its pterosaur-like appearance was no different from that of a paper crane.

Before he could turn around, Zhang Ze was hit by the cannon shot from the Fear Saint, followed by a series of Fear Saint's explosive punches.

It can only be said that the Fear Saint truly deserves to be the leader of the mountains and seas he can protect. The force with which he strikes with such deadly force is rare among his peers, even if it were placed in the Four Continents.

After throwing dozens more punches, the two giant arms behind the Fear Saint exerted force, grabbing Zhang Ze's head with one hand and his feet with the other, lifting him up. At the same time, the red and purple light in his mouth gathered again, aiming at Zhang Ze's head.

It seems they're planning to launch a surprise attack on Zhang Ze.

But as a pure-hearted scumbag, he always believes it's okay for him to sleep with others, but it's absolutely unacceptable for others to sleep with him.

Seeing the terrifying saint's gaping mouth, Zhang Ze punched it right in.

Ugh!
A dazzling light exploded from the mouth of the Fear Saint, tearing most of its mouth apart. Amidst the spreading blood and flesh, Zhang Ze was also thrown out.

After unleashing a few more flying swords to temporarily create a safe distance, Zhang Ze deactivated his Innate Dao Body and gave himself a few buffs.

After Zhang Ze became radiant with golden light, Xiaoyaozi's primordial spirit flew back from who knows where.

"You're not dead? That's amazing," Xiaoyaozi praised sincerely.

Zhang Ze, "What exactly happened?"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and conjured a golden lotus, trapping the fearful saint who had been poked in the throat inside.

"After killing Lord Shang, I fear that the Saint may have inadvertently become tainted by that evil thing," Xiaoyaozi said, landing on Zhang Ze's shoulder once more.

"By the time I discovered it, it was too late to stop it; half of the Saint's body had been taken over by that evil creature."

"I intended to sacrifice my own family for the greater good, but I made a mistake. I was careless and failed to dodge, and my physical body was accidentally destroyed by the Fear Saint."

"And just as it was about to be completely taken over, it ingested its precious poison pills. It intended to poison itself to death and perish together with the enemy, but it didn't expect to end up in this half-dead state."

With only his primordial spirit remaining, Xiaoyaozi nudged Zhang Ze, signaling him to reinforce the seal once more.

Hearing the banging on the door, it felt a little uneasy.

While watching Zhang Ze cast his spell, Xiaoyaozi continued.

"Although it has become like this, it has not forgotten its duty. It still guards the ancestral temple and attacks anyone who enters the temple grounds."

"That's why I moved the Grand Master and your friend to another place."

"I wanted to take you with me, but for some reason, my magic is useless against you."

"Weird."

Xiaoyaozi flapped his wings, seemingly still somewhat conflicted about the matter.

"So, you mean as long as I stay away from here, the Fear Saint won't attack me?" Zhang Ze asked.

Xiaoyaozi, "The right solution."

Zhang Ze: "But what about the Holy Society?"

Xiaoyaozi said, "After the life force is exhausted, the body will naturally die and the Dao will dissipate."

Although that's what he said, Xiaoyaozi's gaze towards Zhang Ze carried a different kind of emotion.

Zhang Ze said, "That's a bit cheesy. Don't look at me like that. I understand what you mean. Let me think of a way."

Watching Jinlian being beaten violently from the inside, Zhang Ze pondered how to save the Fear Saint.

Saving lives is always harder than killing them, and besides, this place is in the middle of nowhere, with no one for miles around, so even if the Myriad Laws Borrowing the Treasure Sword Formation wanted to be used, it wouldn't be able to.

The magical artifacts he had left were mostly the kind that could explode, and they didn't seem like they could save people.

Apart from……

Zhang Ze thought of something.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out the sacred tree bracelet that Granny Anya had given him from his treasure bag.

After taking out the bracelet, Zhang Ze took out a branch from his treasure bag. Although the branch was broken, it was still green and fresh, with a small orange hanging at the top.

This is a branch that Fu Ji broke off from Senior Sister Xiao Xue; it has the effect of reviving the dead and healing bones.

He picked a small orange, peeled it with one hand, and put it in his mouth. Then, while chewing, Zhang Ze placed the twig on his bracelet.

The Sacred Tree Bracelet was drawn by the power of the Twin Trees, and gradually, under Zhang Ze's spell, the two merged into a mass of chaotic energy.

Zhang Ze changed his hand gestures again, and a moment later, a huge wooden stick with gold and green stripes appeared in Zhang Ze's hand.

Zhang Ze gently raised his hand, and the wooden stick floated up. With a thought, the wooden stick suddenly scattered and turned into a handful of golden toothpicks.

Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had learned some real skills from his master and hadn't lost the ability to transform his flying sword into countless forms.

After patting the treasure bag again to confirm that the other magic treasure was in the first position, Zhang Ze untied the golden lotus that had been hammered until it was as thin as a cicada's wing.

As is customary, the fearful saint was about to unleash a verbal attack on Zhang Ze, but before he could finish opening his already healed mouth, Zhang Ze raised his hand and charged at him.

Although its intelligence has vanished, its instincts haven't made it forget how to hoot.

The fearful saint shut his mouth.

However, this time, it cannot be tolerated.

The mouth must be open.

As he approached, battle runes appeared around Zhang Ze's body. Enhanced by the Western Barbarian Secret Technique, he withstood the Fear Saint's fist and pried open the Fear Saint's mouth.

"go with!"

Floating behind Zhang Ze, a wooden stick thicker than an elephant's waist was shoved into the mouth of the Fear Saint in an instant.

Ugh!
Once the wooden stick was fully inserted, Zhang Ze slapped a golden talisman onto the nose of the Fear Saint, then made a sword incantation with his hands, and the wooden stick turned into a toothpick.

With his eyes closed, Zhang Ze connected his consciousness with the 1,800 toothpicks.

He needs to have surgery.

He felt that surgery and swordsmanship were not much different, since both involved cutting flesh.

Under Zhang Ze's precise control, the 1,800 toothpicks transformed into the sharpest scalpels, beginning to cut away the flesh parasitized by the nine serpents.

With the help of the self-healing power of the Fear Saint, the power of the Little Snow Branch and the power of the Sacred Tree, the wounds healed one by one, and the cut-off Nine Serpents were taken out of the Fear Saint's body.

All of this happened almost in an instant. By the time the golden talisman burned out, Zhang Ze had already completed the surgery and sealed the nine serpents into a new Tai Sui.

Xiaoyaozi, who had been watching from the sidelines, was initially delighted, but immediately became worried. Although the extraterrestrial tentacle evil had been eliminated, what about the remaining diseases in the Saint's body?
Mad Dragon Syndrome, Life-Devouring Worms, Vicious Blood, Heart Poison...

Each of these things is a matter of life and death for the dragon. At this moment, the balance within the Holy Fear's body has been broken. It is likely that in just a few breaths, it will be turned into a pool of filthy blood by these diseases.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze was prepared.

When the virus caused a rebellion in all of the body's organs and headed straight for the brain, Zhang Ze took out that treasure from his magic bag.

[Ultimate Invincible Immortal Resurrection Pill]

This pill was obtained by my junior sister from Medicine King Valley after returning from Changzhou, out of concern for her brother.

It is said that the healing effect is unparalleled; as long as there is still a breath left, it can be extended to two more breaths, and from two breaths to four more…

In addition, it can automatically treat all kinds of strange poisons in the world.

It's simply an essential item for home and travel.

Apart from the fact that the pill is a bit big and dry, and must be swallowed whole, it has no other drawbacks.

A jet-black pill, 1.8 meters in diameter, appeared in Zhang Ze's hand.

Zhang Ze threw out the top-grade pill and kicked it into the mouth of the Fear Saint.

The instructions don't say to swallow with water, so it should be fine to eat it directly.

Ugh!
……

After an unknown amount of time, the Fearful Saint slowly awoke, as if hearing voices in its ears. The voices were chaotic and mixed, somewhat similar to the babbling it had heard when it was possessed by that evil creature.

It tried to get up, but felt a sharp pain all over its body.

Muscle tears and injuries are common for it, but this time, the pain was unbearable, as if it had just been slowly tortured by a thousand cuts.

And for some reason, my mouth and throat also hurt, as if I had swallowed something too big.

Slowly opening my eyes, I couldn't see anything clearly. Instead, I smelled a mixture of incense and roasted meat.

As the incense filled its nostrils, even the most fearful creature felt its spirits lifted, its vision refocused, and its eyes gradually regained their sparkle.

No matter how hard it tried, it felt as if there was still a blurry barrier blocking its view, preventing it from seeing clearly.

The barrier was blue, like translucent water, like...

The Fearful Saint let out an angry growl, his voice hoarse.

"Xiaoyaozi! Get your ass away from me!"

The spirit-like Xiaoyaozi stopped his spellcasting, which sounded like farting. The surrounding incense fragrance dissipated. He flapped his wings to dodge the gaping maw of the Fear Saint and cursed under his breath.

"Ha, ungrateful wretch."

Hearing the commotion, Zhang Ze quickly put down his cards and chess pieces and came over with Feng Ge and Ju Zi to check on the situation of the fearful saint.

After defeating the Fear Saint, Zhang Ze took him and followed Xiaoyaozi to the true location of the ancestral temple.

In a valley sealed off by a maze, the valley is covered with all sorts of strange symbols whose origins are unknown.

Then Zhang Ze watched over the Fear Saint, while Xiaoyaozi went to pick up Lin Feng and the Giant.

However, after they reunited, they found themselves with nothing to do for a while.

To open the Temple of Terror, three 20-sided dice must be thrown simultaneously into a stone bowl in the center of the valley, and all three must roll a six.

But it's feared that the Saint might be hiding somewhere.

So Zhang Ze and the others could only wait until the Fear Saint awoke.

To avoid getting bored, Zhang Ze suggested playing a few rounds of board games with the dice.

He also took the opportunity to examine the die.

After playing a few rounds, Zhang Ze did indeed discover the anomaly of the dice. It was truly random when rolled, seemingly drawn by the power of the entire ancient world. Trying to influence the outcome with spiritual energy or create coincidences with magic would only make the result more uncontrollable.

It all depends on luck; even Brother Feng only managed to roll a six plus one once.

Getting 666 seems very difficult.

However, according to Xiaoyaozi, every time the Temple of Fear opens, only the Fear Saint rolls the dice, while everyone else avoids the area.

I don't know how it works, but the ancestral temple usually opens after about 15 minutes.

At this moment, Kong Sheng woke up, and Zhang Ze immediately came over.

When the Fearful Saint saw Zhang Ze clearly, it was stunned for a moment before finally uttering the word "human".

"people?"

Zhang Ze nodded. "I am a human being."

"The Saint of Fear, 'From outside?'"

Zhang Ze: "Yes, they climbed down the rope."

"What rope..."

Whether it was because the effects of the drug hadn't worn off or because of its fear of the sacred creature, its conversation with Zhang Ze became increasingly erratic.

Xiaoyaozi coughed lightly, interrupting the two's riddle. It flew over and succinctly explained the situation to Kongsheng, as well as the purpose of Zhang Ze and Lin Feng's visit.

After a long while, the fearsome saint nodded. "I understand."

The Fear Saint got up from the ground. Thanks to the medicinal power of Zhang Ze's Super Rejuvenating Pill and its own vigorous vitality, the Fear Saint's injuries had been mostly healed, and it could now move freely.

It got up and stretched its limbs, coughed lightly twice to clear its still slightly itchy throat, and then went to the side of the valley and used its tail to hook out a long, narrow box.

The small box contains a metal claw that can be controlled by a simple lever at the back to grab things with the front hook.

It used its tiny claws to hold the long metal claw in its paws.

Xiaoyaozi watched curiously, eager to know how this big, silly guy managed to roll three sixes.

Under the intense watchful eyes of the two dragons, the Fear Saint summoned the dice hidden in the muscles of his forehead.

It adjusted the dice so that the six was facing up, and then used the small tongs to place the dice into the stone bowl.

Zhang Ze, Lin Feng, Xiaoyaozi, and Juzi: "?"

"That's it? You've been playing us all along!" Xiaoyaozi exclaimed in astonishment.

It had always thought there was some earth-shattering secret here, but it turned out that the whole thing was just the Horror Saint deceiving them.

There's no need to shake the dice; just place them on the table.

The fearsome saint glanced at it sideways, "Don't be angry when people don't know you, just shut up and don't make a sound."

Xiaoyaozi, "&#%..."

Amidst Xiaoyaozi's grumbling, Kongsheng placed the three dice.

“The ancestral temple is connected to the mountains and the sea, but it is not in the same place. Only by summoning the remains through this method can one enter the ancestral temple by riding on them.”

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't have brought you in, but... it doesn't matter."

Kong Sheng turned and glanced at Zhang Ze. "I hope you're not lying to me."

After a short wait, like dust emerging from the morning light, the illusory shadow gradually solidified, and the so-called remains of a saint appeared before Zhang Ze.
"You call this something like a remains?"

Zhang Ze stared at the 'remains of a saint' before him, momentarily at a loss for words.

He had considered many possibilities, even imagining that the remains might be a square piece of pigskin, or himself making a gesture of peace.

But he really didn't expect that the remains would be this kind of thing.

A train that flies in the sky.

The train was enormous; it could easily accommodate even the most terrifying creatures.

The front of the vehicle is square, and its overall design combines a futuristic and retro feel. It has no wheels; instead, it uses a device similar to a hovering engine.

Behind the locomotive is a heavily armored carriage, covered in scratches and signs of modification.

Only the first carriage of the entire train has a physical form; the remaining carriages exist in a transparent, illusory form, as if they do not exist in this space.

The carriage stopped in front of Zhang Ze, a sound of pressure release rang out, and a glimmer of golden light shone through the crack in the train door.

(End of this chapter)