Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 485 Holding a Meeting

After everyone else had left, Dizhuomala walked up to Li Yueqi with her hands behind her back and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to chase after them?"

"Me?" Li Yueqi didn't understand. She pointed at herself and turned to look at Lao Di. "What am I chasing?"

"Hmm?" Although she realized she might have misunderstood, driven by curiosity, she still asked the question that was on her mind.

"Aren't you and Zhang Ze in that kind of relationship?"

Li Yueqi shook her head. "Sorry, it's not what you think. I don't have that kind of relationship with him."

However, after explicitly denying it, Li Yueqi did not change the subject, but continued the conversation along that line.

"It's not that he's bad; that guy is quite outstanding in every aspect."

"His physique, appearance, and abilities are impressive, though he often gets carried away, but most of the time he is actually quite reliable."

"If it were a few years earlier or a few years later, something might have indeed happened, but if time cannot be reversed, then given the current situation, it is impossible."

Perhaps because she's been quite troubled lately, Li Yueqi talked a lot.

Curiosity is human nature, and Lao Di was immediately intrigued.

"why?"

“Because he’s not normal,” Li Yueqi replied immediately, but then fell silent, seemingly pondering how to describe Zhang Ze’s abnormality.

But after a long silence, he still couldn't think of a suitable and accurate word.

Helpless, Li Yueqi could only take out that photo of the one-legged egg again.

"To be honest, as a normal person, I can't accept that my man is this kind of thing, or often becomes this kind of thing."

"If you spend more time with him, you'll find Ah Li more approachable than him. Well, I'm not saying anything about him, I just..."

Li Yueqi's slightly obsessive-compulsive personality caused her to struggle again, thinking about the appropriate way to describe it to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

Dizhuomala suddenly chimed in, "He's less like a person and more like a joyful sacred tree."

Li Yueqi clapped her hands in agreement, "Yes! That's exactly the feeling, it's super weird."

Dijon Mara, "You still feel scared sometimes, right?"

"I didn't..." Li Yueqi wanted to refute, but in the end she sighed and admitted, "Yeah, sometimes I do feel scared... So, you feel that way too?"

Dejomara nodded, admitting, "Yes. And in fact, I stopped considering him human as soon as he climbed down the roots of the sacred tree into the sea."

"You might not believe it, but I even plan to take him to worship the sacred tree in the future, and maybe even make a small stone statue of him or something."

Di Zhuoma paused for a moment before continuing.

"Moreover, I actually knew his intention in arranging this ceremony a long time ago."

"I just want him to owe me a favor so that when he runs away in the future and throws the responsibility of the high priest back to me, it won't hurt my self-esteem."

"But I think he's overthinking it completely, because I stopped treating him as a 'person' a long time ago, so I don't really care..."

However, at this point, Dizhuomala suddenly stopped, seemingly unwilling to lie. After a moment of silence, she said dejectedly, "Well, it's not entirely indifferent."

"Although that's what I think, it still hurts a bit, especially when I see that almost insurmountable chasm."

She bared her cute little tiger teeth, as if she was about to bite someone.

"And that guy, he clearly intended to be considerate of my feelings, but what was with that public display of divine intervention at the end? Couldn't he have done it somewhere private? Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

Little Fu Ji, who had been hiding to listen to the gossip, jumped out and stomped her feet, imitating Lao Di.

"I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!"

After venting her frustrations and feeling much better, Lao Di exhaled a sigh of relief and suddenly grabbed Li Yueqi's hand, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What kind of help?" Li Yueqi asked curiously.

“We should take advantage of this free opportunity. We still have plenty of materials. Can you hold a few more ceremonies for me? Anyway, if anyone comes to hold us accountable later, we can just say that Zhang Ze made me do it,” Dizhuomala said.

Li Yueqi thought it sounded like a fun idea and immediately agreed.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Let's get some Sacred Tree fragments for Fu Ji first, and then we'll restore the Sacred Tree to its original color. The current color is just too ugly."

"Hmm, you stand there, touch your head with one hand, and stretch the other hand behind you..."

……

On the green grassland, the unloading work is nearing completion.

Most of the people who had been surrounding the area had already dispersed, leaving only the members of the Sacred Tree Tribe headquarters and some demons who were just idling around anyway.

Grandma Anya closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, seemingly taking a nap.

"Grandma." A clear female voice woke Anya's grandmother.

The tall sorcerer bent down and whispered in her ear, "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

"What's wrong?" The mother-in-law opened her eyes.

"What do you mean, 'manage'?"

“Zhang Ze, or rather Xiao Di…aren’t they going a bit too far?”

"What did they do?" Grandma Anya sat up straight.

"them……"

However, before the shaman could finish speaking, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the demon race.

"it is good!"

Even the dragons of the mountains and seas did the same; they looked in the direction behind Granny Anya and let out a series of dragon roars.

Grandma Anya suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Looking back in the direction of her home, the old woman's vision went black, and she felt a little breathless.

The towering sacred tree in the center of Fucheng is changing colors at this moment.

The transition from red to purple, and from purple to red, looks quite festive, even a little too festive.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the changing sacred tree, Lily, who had been keeping a low profile all day, finally found her chance.

She crouched low like a thief, inching closer to a giant dragon. Then, taking advantage of its inattention, she climbed up its back like a monkey.

Once she spotted the target landing on the dragon's back, Lily took an empty can out of her pocket and, like a wriggling creature, crawled over.

Phew!

Lily swiftly grabbed her target, then glanced around furtively.

Once he was sure no one was paying attention to him, he performed a tactical roll, tumbled off the dragon's back, and crawled away, disappearing into the waist-high grass.

————Lily's mischief progress bar is charging at 10%————

Regardless of what happened on the grasslands, the change in the Sacred Tree's color did not affect Junior Sister's swift swordplay. She took a step ahead and stopped Zhang Ze.

However, she managed to stop them, but she didn't know what to say. There were some things she just couldn't say, but doing nothing made her feel uncomfortable.

He simply stuck out his neck and stared straight at Zhang Ze.

He had an expression that said, "I don't know what to do either."

Xiangxiang was the same. Although she had acted decisively just now, she realized that she might have gone a bit too far after calming down. She held the chain in her hand and jingled it, her eyes darting around.

The atmosphere became tense, with everyone feeling they had done something wrong, but no one willing to back down.

Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere of the chaotic scene, Zhang Ze, as the person at the center of the problem and the instigator of all the events, felt that he could not do nothing.

The hero has arrived.

He took a deep breath, put his arm around Xiangxiang's waist, and with a small gasp from her, led her toward his junior sister.

Approaching his junior sister, he reached out and took the sword from her hand, placing it back into the storage ring on her fingertip, before pulling her close.

The junior sister struggled for a moment, but in the end she succumbed to Zhang Ze's tyranny and obediently leaned against him, only turning her head away.

After confirming that his junior sister hadn't conspired with him to self-destruct, Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief, then solemnly uttered the most shameless words. Some shameless things only he could say.

"Honesty is the best way to resolve conflicts."

"So, how about we have an open and honest conversation?"

Junior sister, "?"

Xiangxiang, "?"

Zhang Ze embraced the two women tightly, and without waiting for their rebuttal, he summoned a Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand.

"As the saying goes, a wise man keeps his talents hidden. I have not only achieved great things early on, but I also have plenty of them. I can definitely guarantee fairness, impartiality, and transparency..."

"You...you, you're shameless! I...I..."

Listening to Zhang Ze's ramblings, the junior sister's face turned bright red, and she began to wriggle in Zhang Ze's arms again.

Knowing his junior sister well, Zhang Ze was actually relieved to see her like this.

If you're truly unwilling, you're not a pupa, you're stabbing someone.

He couldn't resist blurting out, "So if you don't want to, you can keep watch for me outside?"

Junior sister, "?"

"You big bastard! You said I was the boss, and you made me guard the door! I'll bite you to death! You think you're so great, you think you're so great!"

The junior sister glared angrily at Zhang Ze, bit his wrist hard, broke free from his embrace, kicked the two despicable people into the Buddha Kingdom in her palm, and then rushed in herself.

The three figures vanished, and the golden lotus turned into dust and disappeared into the air.

Nothing unexpected happened after that.

During this closed-door discussion about the combat sports competition, everyone spoke frankly and exchanged valuable opinions.

And seek truth in practice, and replicate and develop various new ideas and gameplay.

During this process, each of the three participants had extraordinary abilities and unique skills. Their fighting spirit and patience were unparalleled, and their secret weapons were full of surprises.

After three days of continuous conquest, attack, defense, and counterattack, everything temporarily returned to calm.

Lying in the golden mist, Zhang Ze reached out and covered his sleeping junior sister with a blanket.

Now in his sage-like state, he is filled with wisdom.

Xiangxiang leaned against him, and after writing on his chest for a while, she seemed to be savoring some lingering feeling.

She had only been writing for a short while when she suddenly looked up and asked a question.

"What about the Tongtong family? And I probably still won't be able to cultivate."

Xiangxiang waved her hand in front of Zhang Ze. Because the movement was a bit too big, some of her white parts looked so bright that it made people dizzy.

Xiangxiang supported herself against Zhang Ze's chest as she stood up and made a pushing motion, her movements precise and methodical.

This is the first move of the simplest cultivation method: Gathering Clouds Hand.

The Tong family possessed countless Taoist treasures, and Xiangxiang was naturally extremely familiar with the various cultivation methods. During the break in the three-day discussion and exchange, she had secretly practiced those methods.

However, it was still incredibly clumsy, and no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't sense any spiritual energy.

However, the basic stance training among these methods was still somewhat useful, saving her a lot of energy during the exchange and allowing her to recover faster during the break.

After using it a few times, my stamina seems to have improved quite a bit.

But these things were not enough to quench her thirst. When her passion was satisfied, her worries about the future made her feel a little panicked.

After all, although they have been reborn, they have lost the foundation of immortality. If they can no longer cultivate...

"It's alright." Zhang Ze held Xiangxiang's small hand. As his thoughts raced, a colorless light shone, and a method appeared in Xiangxiang's mind.

Xiangxiang subconsciously began to practice this method, and in the blink of an eye, her hands began to transform into a semi-transparent state.

"Huh?" Xiangxiang sat up straight, looking at her right hand with curiosity. She reached out her left hand and touched it, and her left hand passed through without any resistance.

A transformation is completed between the entity and the projection.

"How are you? Still worried?" Zhang Ze asked with a grin, leaning back on the cushion.

"How did you do that!" Xiangxiang exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Ze pondered for a moment, “Hmm… I have found my own ‘Tao,’ but this is just a rudimentary application of it.”

"Perhaps it's because I'm not yet proficient, this ability only works when I'm around. If you're far away, it won't turn back... Also, try not to do anything dangerous, I'll stop you."

Zhang Ze coughed lightly to remind him.

At this moment, Xiangxiang had an idea. She put her right hand into the projection of her left hand and tried to use the magic to restore the projection, wanting to see what would happen. However, it was like a gear stuck and could not be restored. Obviously, Zhang Ze had done something.

Xiangxiang playfully stuck out her tongue, then climbed onto Zhang Ze. "Hehe, I won't do it again next time, please don't punish me."

Feeling the sensation on his chest, Zhang Ze suddenly felt like having a meeting again.

Before she could even make a move, Xiangxiang got up and left her.

Her graceful figure, bathed in golden light, possessed a unique beauty, so sacred that it seemed to invite desecration.

"Don't rush, there's one more question." Xiangxiang patted Zhang Ze's thigh.

"Your 'Dao' is so powerful, capable of transforming between the real and the illusory, why don't you give me an invincible physical body, the kind where cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds, with supreme bones throughout the body, veins that can fly, and a divine sense stronger than a city wall..."

Although it was said in jest, there was some truth to it; most of her regrets were related to her inability to cultivate.

When she was alone, she had thought about many "what ifs," but ultimately there was no result.

Zhang Ze naturally knew about this, but looking at Xiangxiang, who was listing her requests as if she were reciting a menu, he had a strange expression.

"Why do you think you can't cultivate?" Zhang Ze suddenly asked.

Xiangxiang pretended to be angry and looked at Zhang Ze, "What else could it be? It's because my talent is too poor! Oh, hurry up, hurry up, give me invincible talent, I want to be invincible in the world!"

Her sweet, coquettish manner was so irresistible that Zhang Ze could hardly resist.

After silently repeating the mantra several times, Zhang Ze grasped Xiangxiang's hand, his mind clear and undisturbed even if the sky were to fall.

"Do you think it's possible that your inability to cultivate immortal techniques isn't because you lack talent, but because you're not from the Eastern Continent?"

"I... Huh?!?" Xiangxiang stared at Zhang Ze in shock.

Zhang Ze did not let go of Xiang Xiang's hand. Blue and white circular battle patterns appeared on the back of Zhang Ze's hand and spread along his fingers toward Xiang Xiang.

This is a secret method of the barbarian tribes, and this method can be used to enlighten future generations.

Xiangxiang: "How is this possible? I... I'm not dark-skinned!"

Zhang Ze's expression grew increasingly strange. "Yes, it's precisely because you're not dark-skinned that none of us thought of that."

Xiangxiang's background is mysterious. When she was young and had no memory of anything, she was adopted by an old woman. No one knows who her parents are. After the chaos of the Ten Kingdoms, she could no longer be found.

Because she wasn't dark-skinned enough, and because relations between East and West were relatively tense at the time, no one really thought of that possibility.

Everyone just thought she was a little girl from Dongzhou with a special constitution.

Xiangxiang, "..."

After a long silence, Xiangxiang pounced on Zhang Ze again. It was unclear whether she was laughing or angry; she had very mixed feelings about the matter, so she bit Zhang Ze.

"I'll bite you to death, I'll bite you to death..."

Faced with Xiangxiang's attack, Zhang Ze did not immediately retaliate, but instead looked at his junior sister.

The junior sister had been awake for a while, her ears perked up, listening intently.

At this moment, she seemed to sense Zhang Ze's gaze and suddenly trembled, but she did not turn around and continued to hug the quilt and pretend to be asleep.

Zhang Ze stretched out his large hand and instantly melted the quilt. He then pulled his junior sister's arm and drew her into his arms.

"Wake up, let's get up and have some fun!"

"Well!"

(End of this chapter)