Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 487 Only magic can defeat magic
Zhang Ze prefers squatting to kneeling.

So when that aura descended, he immediately ducked down, hiding next to Mao Mao, and started crouching down to defend himself.

However, this level of cover and evasion skills are utterly useless against the world's best long-range strikes from Old Deng.

Ms. Mo's sword intent, devoid of any killing intent yet equally devoid of emotion, gently sliced ​​through the fur of the dog, shattering the space around Zhang Ze.

The concept of distance was erased in an instant.

The furry creature that was right next to me seemed to be thousands of miles away.

This strange feeling began to spread from Zhang Ze, and the entire Qianji Pavilion canteen was now enveloped in it.

The sense of spatial disorientation affects everyone's consciousness.

The plate was right in front of me, yet I couldn't reach it no matter how hard I tried; the bubbles rising from the pot in the kitchen seemed to explode in my mind.

Those severely affected even experienced the illusion of being torn apart for a moment.

Of course, it only lasted for a moment, which caused the chaotic sword intent in space to be withdrawn in an instant and concentrated on Zhang Ze.

However, once everything returned to normal, the diners did not flee, but instead all rushed to the second floor.

As a bloodthirsty diners, witnessing a powerful figure of this caliber make a move is an opportunity that comes along only once in a lifetime, and it would be worth dying a hundred times over.

What's more, there's a chance to win something from this. While the betting interface is still open, you might even get a little something out of it.

Every little bit helps; even a penny counts.

As for Zhang Ze, who is at the heart of the problem, his pressure is also increasing.

At this moment, he had already unleashed his innate Dao body, but the influence of the sword intent was still not isolated.

The sword intent swirled around Zhang Ze's head like scraping pigskin.

Zhang Ze felt as if he had been torn apart on a spiritual level. Although his body was still intact, he was in constant phantom pain.

It felt as if if I relaxed even slightly, I would really be chopped into dust.

Zhang Ze felt he was finding it hard to cope.

Even though his resistance to both physical and mental strain far exceeds that of ordinary people, it seems that he cannot withstand such torment.

What's even more difficult to bear is that the number of onlookers is starting to increase.

Some were placing bets, but many more simply sat cross-legged and began to comprehend this supreme sword intent, preparing to attain enlightenment in the cafeteria.

This group of people are eating steamed buns with blood and sweat, and they seem to be enjoying them quite a bit.

Mr. Zhang felt like he had been taken advantage of.

Although I deserve it.

Just when Zhang Ze was about to give up, a faint starlight fell on his head.

That supreme sword intent was instantly vanished into nothingness.

As the oppressive aura dissipated, Zhang Ze collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon, panting heavily.

He thought to himself that he had probably gotten away with it this time.

Meanwhile, the cafeteria was filled with the wailing of gambling addicts.

Amidst the wails, Mao Mao, who had been oblivious to Zhang Ze's presence despite being so engrossed in eating, finally noticed his existence.

It pounced over, swishing its tail, and sat directly on Zhang Ze's lap, its over 100-pound body licking his face repeatedly.

"Woof! (Good dog!)"

Li Yueqi, a good friend, also came over at this time. She snapped her fingers, and the mechanism on the second floor of the cafeteria was activated. Partitions appeared out of thin air, dividing the second floor into individual cubicles.

This can be considered as giving Zhang Ze some face.

She didn't disturb Hei Qu, who was still comprehending sword intent, but squatted down next to Zhang Ze and poked his head.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to survive. How did you do it?"

Zhang Ze, "relies on wisdom."

Li Yueqi, "Speak like a human being."

"Truly wise"

Zhang Ze got up, lifted Mao Mao's fifty-pound bottom to the side, and after catching his breath for a while, he stretched out a finger and pointed in a profound and mysterious way.

"Remember what your father said: only magic can defeat magic, and only Old Deng can defeat Old Deng."

However, as soon as Zhang Ze finished speaking, the starlight reappeared, transforming into a hammer that struck Zhang Ze squarely.

Zhang Ze passed away peacefully this time, without experiencing any pain.

After dealing with the smug Zhang Ze, Xingguang first transformed into a hand and rubbed the fur twice before turning into text and displaying it in front of Li Yueqi.

Good children shouldn't follow his example; they should respect their elders.

Li Yueqi scratched her face, unsure how to answer for a moment. Only after the starlight faded did she take out a small blanket and cover Zhang Ze with it.

After Li Yueqi tucked the blanket around Zhang Ze, Mao Mao honestly lay down on it again.

Li Yueqi thought for a moment, then picked up the heavy, furry creature and carried it away so it wouldn't disturb Zhang Ze's sleep.

Taking care of Zhang Ze wasn't out of any ulterior motive; it was simply to repay the kindness of making money this time.

Looking at the income on the small walnut, even she, who was not short of money, couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

This time, Li Yueqi gambled that Zhang Ze would be completely unharmed, and because of her ample capital, she made a fortune.

But looking at the money that had come in, she hesitated, unsure of how to divide it.

Because the principal did not belong to Li Yueqi, but to her younger brother Li Jue; she was merely managing the funds on his behalf.

The reason for this is that during the last Qinghe meeting, Li Jue bet Zhang Ze that he only looked at the odds and not the actual situation, becoming the purest gambler, and in the end he lost everything.

Since then, whenever he encountered a gambling game related to Zhang Ze, he was plagued by inner demons.

But he couldn't resist the urge to gamble, so this time, after much deliberation, he gave his principal to his sister and asked her to place the bets on his behalf.

As the older sister, Li Yueqi originally intended to make Li Jue suffer a bigger loss to teach him a lesson, so she voted for Zhang Ze to be safe. However, she did not expect that Zhang Ze would actually be safe.

'How about we keep the money for him and pay him back when he grows up?'

While Li Yueqi was thinking, Li Jue's little walnut came hanging over.

"How is it? How is it? Brother Zhang, how are you doing? Are you seriously injured?"

Looking at her younger brother's big face on the projection, Li Yueqi finally decided to tell him the truth.

“Your brother Zhang is perfectly fine, he’s sleeping with Mao Mao right now.” Li Yueqi glanced at Mao Mao, who had climbed onto Zhang Ze again.

Upon hearing this, Li Jue let out a wail, looking ashamed as if he would never be a gambler again in his next life.

"Stop howling! I won the bet, and Zhang Ze is fine." Li Yueqi rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Li Jue: "Really?!"

Li Yueqi: "Really."

After a long silence, the wailing turned into a ghostly howl. Li Jue, who had transformed from a bicycle into a motorcycle, was so excited that he didn't recognize himself and began to utter strange and incoherent words.

What? My sister truly lives up to her reputation as a gambling god and a master gambler. I'll definitely ask her to manage the betting next time.

What? Brother Zhang is still alive? No wonder he's incredibly lucky! I'll have to ask him for advice on the secrets of this place another day. Maybe I can even build a harem and have some fun myself.

But as soon as he said that, Li Jue's face suddenly turned green, and at the same time, a pair of gentle hands wrapped around Li Jue's neck.

Xia Yan, Li Jue's childhood sweetheart and future wife, suddenly appeared from behind him.

She pressed Li Jue's head down with an armbar, and then with a snap, knocked the already poisoned Li Jue to the ground.

Li Yueqi, "Is he dead?"

Xia Yan said, "Sister, there's no need to worry. Li Jue is fine; he's just asleep. By the way, please keep that money for me for now. We'll talk about when to pay him back later."

After saying that, Xia Yan hung up on Xiao He Tao.

Looking at Li Jue's now static gray avatar, Li Yueqi only mourned for him for a second before stopping and continuing to ponder Zhang Ze's last words.

Looking at Zhang Ze, who was already having nightmares because of Mao Mao, Li Yueqi pondered that sentence.

You might need it if you get into trouble later.

But what does it mean that only magic can defeat magic, and only Old Deng can defeat Old Deng?

And who is that old man?
Although he ultimately received a blow, Zhang Ze's statement was not wrong; only Old Deng could defeat Old Deng.

However, this is easier said than done; choosing which veteran to take action is a skill in itself.

Such as this time.

The Beast Taming Sect and Medicine King Valley are out of the question, as both are currently very busy and it's inconvenient for them. Old Master Li is busy disciplining his son, and Valley Master Qin is being 'rebelled' against.

Old Tang is quite free, but Dao Ye can go wherever he wants. What if he comes up with a brilliant idea and tries to bring peace to the world, only to lose Zhang Ze and himself, exacerbating the conflict? He might be finished off.

Sister Wang is the same; her identity is somewhat sensitive, and she could easily stir up trouble.

As for the Buddhist master Kukai...

It's not appropriate to make things difficult for him.

Therefore, after going around in circles, only one person remains as the most suitable, and that is Lu Yuzhou, the Grand Sect Master.

The Sword Sect's headquarters.

Mo Jingchun looked at the woman in front of him and felt quite annoyed, but he couldn't get rid of her.

In fact, because Zhang Ze was so extraordinary, her punishment for him had changed from initially skinning him alive to seeing where this little brat's limits were.

She hadn't expected that this little brat could resist her sword intent for so long, even across several realms.

Mo Jingchun had never seen a wooden stake with such a good feel in his life.

Therefore, after focusing her sword intent on Zhang Ze, she was actually quite careful, applying pressure little by little, wanting to see where Zhang Ze's limit was.

It's just a pity that, just when the answer was about to be revealed, that old woman Lu Yuzhou interfered.

"Do you have something to say? If not, go do what you're supposed to do and don't loiter around my house."

Mo Jingchun flipped his hand and collected all the tea sets on the table in front of him, as if to say, "Get out of here, go as far away as you can."

Sect Leader Lu was probably used to it, so she didn't care and ignored the order to leave, sitting down across the table as if they were old friends.

She didn't mention Zhang Ze's matter, didn't stir up trouble, didn't try to persuade him, and didn't use the topic to talk about her own affairs. Instead, she unusually got down to business.

While Zhang Ze was holding a meeting in the Golden Lotus, the world did not stop turning.

"The observation station in Changzhou has been completed, and the location of the Hundred Demon Sect's headquarters has been determined."

"That place is very big. Although we haven't found your man yet, it should be within the next few days at the earliest."

"Master Cheng of Longhu Mountain is currently analyzing the arm that fell from the sky to see if he can reconstruct its trajectory or restart it."

"I'm currently looking at the information about the Earth Sea that Zhang Ze sent out from the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, although I haven't understood it yet..."

Mo Jingchun coughed lightly, interrupting Lu Yuzhou's rambling, "Tell me something I don't know."

"There's a lot you don't know..." Lu Yuzhou kept everyone in suspense, and spoke at the precise moment before Mo Jingchun was about to draw his sword.

"Zhang Ze has already come up with a plan to bring Commander Chen back. I estimate that your man will be able to come down from the sky in a few days."

After saying that, Lu Yuzhou ignored Mo Jingchun's strange expression, got up and took two cans of tea from the cabinet. Before Mo Jingchun could react, he turned into a streak of starlight and disappeared.

I'm outta here. Sometimes it's best to know when to quit while you're ahead.

After Lu Yuzhou left the Sword Sect headquarters, Mo Jingchun came to her senses. She looked at the empty entrance and spoke.

"Stop hiding, come in."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Qin peeked out through the door, ran over with a grin, and jumped into her mother's arms.

"Haha, Mom, I missed you so much!"

While acting coquettishly, Chen Qin introduced the small souvenirs she had brought back from the Sacred Tree Department.

They didn't mention Zhang Ze at all, only talking about their deep mother-daughter bond.

"These are earrings made from fragments of the Sacred Tree. They're genuine. I traded them for cookies and Little Rosé. I can't let Valley Master Qin know."

"And this, this is something my daughter specially chose for you."

Seeing his daughter being sold out and still helping the seller count the money, Mo Jingchun sighed helplessly.

She thought to herself, "Whatever, my children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

After accepting her daughter's gift, Mo Jingchun waved her hand and said, "Alright, go play. I won't make things difficult for him anymore."

Chen Qin, "Really?"

Mo Jingchun: "Really."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qin quickly stood up and kissed her mother on the cheek, saying, "Mom is the best!"

After the kiss, he disappeared in a flash.

Looking in the direction where her daughter disappeared, Ms. Mo felt a sense of loss, but this feeling did not last long before it was replaced by another worry.

The smaller one is ruined, but the larger one seems salvageable.

It needs to be salvaged.

She took out a small walnut and sent it to her second daughter, Chen Mumu.

Central Continent.

At this moment, Pavilion Master Mu Mu was standing in the sky above the old capital, Baiyujing, clearing away the calamities that kept emerging.

According to the information from the disciple named Lin Feng, there is also a secret realm similar to the mountains and seas 'below' the Central Continent.

And this is where the Xiao family started their troubles.

Whether it's restoring Central Continent or ending this farce, this is of paramount importance.

To investigate this matter, the first priority is to suppress the number of these calamities.

This job is important, but it's also incredibly boring.

So, Chen Mumu, who was in a daze while mechanically swinging her sword, was startled by her mother's sudden contact.

"Hello, is there something you need, Mother?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to talk to you. And let me tell you, you can't be like your little sister."

Chen Mumu, “?”

Although she didn't understand what her mother was saying, having been a daughter for so many years, she knew that she shouldn't say a word at this moment.

However, listening to her mother's nagging, the marriage-urging radar of the Pavilion Master Mu Mu suddenly went off.

Sure enough, the topic about the younger sister soon turned to her.

"You're not getting any younger, it's time for you to..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mumu didn't hesitate and immediately let go, dropping the small walnut.

After Little Walnut was swallowed by a Calamity, she added a few more blows to ensure she was safe.

Mo Jingchun looked at Little Walnut, who had lost signal, and was very annoyed.

But there was nothing they could do about their second daughter's dismissive and unresponsive attitude.

The anger that had just subsided reignited, burning once more on Zhang Ze's head.

I just promised my daughter I wouldn't do it again, and it seems a bit wrong to go back on my word now.

But if I don't severely punish that brat, I won't be able to quell my anger.

After thinking for a moment, she had an idea.

There is another person who can cure Zhang Ze.

The following day, at the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

Zhang Ze appeared limping in the deepest part of the Tongtong House.

Xiangxiang, who had switched back to projection mode for convenience, was taken aback by Zhang Ze's appearance.

It's rare to see someone injured like this.

"Didn't you say you were fine? What happened?" she asked with concern.

Zhang Ze rubbed his buttocks. "I got beaten up by my master. I had managed to get through this yesterday, and my junior sister said that my mother-in-law had calmed down."

"But for some reason, when I woke up this morning, I was suddenly beaten up by my master."

I asked him why the old man hit me.
“My master said he didn’t know either, but he was suddenly docked three hundred years’ worth of salary, so beating me up is definitely not a problem.”

Xiangxiang, “.”

Zhang Ze coughed lightly and asked, "My business isn't important. Haven't you found Lily yet?"

Xiangxiang shook her head. "No, I don't know where she is."

"Never mind then. Let's wait until she shows up on her own." Zhang Ze didn't seem to care and said casually. "As long as Mao Mao is here, that's fine."

"Whether or not we can bring the sect leader back depends on Mao Mao."

(End of this chapter)