Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 495 Ding You Open Crotch Pants
The memory is too distant, so distant that it's somewhat blurry.

Mr. Xiao recalled his childhood, which could almost be called history.

He was one year old that year, the age when he was wearing open-crotch pants and couldn't hold his urine.

That year, he was not yet the crown prince, but a prince born to a palace maid.

Although he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, it was the most broken kind of silver spoon, because there were dozens of princes like him.

Naturally, his childhood before he wielded his sword, fought his way through the princes' rankings, and took the top spot was hardly a pleasant one.

Aside from the splashing sound of his mother jumping into the well, the only memory he could recall of that time was the chirping of insects on that midsummer night.

He stood in a secluded garden wearing open-crotch pants. The small lamp, a mosquito-repelling artifact, had been extinguished by the eunuch who had taken bribes, and hung high on the eaves of the pavilion.

A constant buzzing sound surrounded him; insects were biting his little face, the back of his hands, and his open crotch.
Xiao Jing shuddered, jolted awake from his reverie, and instinctively clenched his groin, spreading his divine sense to scan his surroundings.

But there was nothing around, and it seemed that the buzzing sound was just a hallucination caused by his own reverie.

Xiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that things should be as they were supposed to be.

This is beyond the heavens; apart from myself and that annoying Sword Sect Master, there should be no other living beings here.

However.
"Buzz~~Buzz~Buzz"

That annoying voice rang in his ears again, this time with unparalleled clarity.

In an instant, Xiao Jing once again subconsciously clenched his groin, and invisible ripples erupted from Xiao Jing as the center.

But the buzzing stopped for only a moment before it started again.

And suddenly a big bump appeared on the tip of his little toe.

Large bumps appeared one after another on his ten toes, then began to spread upwards, to his heels, ankles, calves, and knees.
Xiao Jing didn't realize what was happening until the sting landed on his buttocks.

He dispersed his physical form, reverted to his left hand, blocked his hearing, and then used magic to make himself shine with golden light.

Without the groin, there is no weakness; without hearing, there is no buzzing sound. This is absolute defense.

Finally, after a brief moment of silence, his left hand twitched. Now, calmly reflecting, he suspected it was the work of the Sword Sect Master.

Sword techniques from the Sword Sect are incredibly diverse; the existence of a "mosquito sword technique" seems quite reasonable.

However, just as he was about to curse Commander Chen with his left hand, the buzzing sound started again.

And suddenly a large lump appeared on the pad of his finger.

"Commander Chen!!!!!"

Perhaps it was because the roar came from the depths of his heart and soul that this boundless killing intent pierced through the vacuum and reached Commander Chen's ears.

Mr. Chen looked up in that direction, sighed, and then looked down at the little guy in front of him.

A small insect.

Because he didn't know which rock Chen Qianhu was on, Zhang Ze adopted the most rudimentary method: searching in a scattered manner and using the process of elimination.

It was probably due to good luck that, not long after, one of the little insects found Mr. Chen, who was meditating and adjusting his breathing.

This little insect is entirely white and looks like a moth, but it has no scales.

Its entire body is soft and fluffy like clouds, carrying a reassuring aura.

The little insect carefully flew to Chen Qianhu's fingertip, and a child's innocent voice rang in Chen Qianhu's ears.

"Sect Master, please don't make a move. I am Good Bug. My boss asked me to pass on a message to you."

Commander Chen asked, "Boss? Who's your boss? What message did he bring?"

Perhaps because it was so boring outside, he was talking a lot today.

“My boss is Zhang Ze now. He told me to tell you that as long as you do as he says, you can go back to Sizhou.”

"According to his method? Tell me about it," Chen Qianhu asked curiously.

Upon seeing the small insect, Commander Chen instinctively felt that it was a new job Zhang Ze had come up with, but he never expected that Zhang Ze's job would be so big.

The insect shook its body, spread its wings, and offered one of its wings to Commander Chen.

"The boss wrote his words on my wings."

Chen Qianhu looked down and saw a line of delicate characters on the insect's wing.

Since our parting, we have been separated by two places. A hundred thoughts and a thousand longings fill my mind; my longing for you is like the clear river flowing eastward day and night without ceasing.

【My Lord.】 Commander Chen, “?”

He felt that this was not written to the sect leader, but rather to his lover.

The words were tinged with resentment and lingering affection, intimate enough that they shouldn't be spoken between grown men.

Suppressing his doubts, he continued looking down, intending to see what kind of trouble Zhang Ze was up to.

As he looked at it, he suddenly realized where the familiar handwriting came from.

He tapped his head, thinking to himself that the symptoms of being disoriented by the heavens were truly terrifying; he had almost forgotten even his wife's handwriting.

"Are you sure this was written by Zhang Ze?" Chen Qianhu looked at the plump little white insect with a strange expression.

The little insect paused for a moment upon hearing this, then turned its head to look at the wings. After glancing at them twice, it exclaimed "Oh dear!" and folded its wings back in, stretching out the other wing.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that was a letter from your wife to you. This is the message that the boss asked me to deliver."

To ensure everything went smoothly, Zhang Ze wrote information on the wings of all the insects searching for Chen Qianhu, including the two that were searching for Mo Jingchun and Chen Qin.

Commander Chen looked down again, nodded at the ugly characters.

Yes, that's more like it.

It was written on the wings on this side.

[Sect Leader, let me tell you, during the time you were gone, I clarified many things and performed several great deeds. First, regarding...]

After reading the front, Chen Qianhu remained silent for a long time before turning it over to the back, which contained the Acquired Dao Body Techniques compiled by Zhang Ze.

According to Zhang Ze, practicing this method can shield one from the influence of the outer heavens and the sea to a certain extent.

As for the essential materials for cultivating this method, Chen Qianhu looked up and left and right, and they were practically everywhere.

After Chen Qianhu finished reading, the little white insect folded its wings, and its soft, sweet voice rang out again.

"By the way, your daughter also wrote you a letter, but it's not with me. Please wait a moment while I call that companion over."

"Also, another group of my companions are moving things right now, could you please help them out in a bit?"

As he spoke, the little insect vanished without a trace.

As abruptly as it appeared.

"Move things?" Commander Chen asked, puzzled.

In the Valley of Devouring Winds, in the latter half of the night, as dawn was breaking.

Zhang Ze was playing with A Li to relieve his boredom.

Perhaps because she has regained some of her power, Ah Li has become increasingly plump, and her scales are smooth and glossy, reflecting a clear light even at night.

It has a soft yet firm feel when you hold it, making it very playful and perfect for taking your time to handle.

As Zhang Ze was pacing, his hand was suddenly pulled away.

Ah Li wagged her little tail unhappily and warned, "You can touch me, but don't touch my sore spot on the neck!"

Zhang Ze: "Neck? Where did you get a neck?"

Snapped!
Zhang Ze's hand was slapped again.

Ah Li pointed to her back with her little finger, "It's right here, there's a scale that's upside down, didn't you see it?"

Zhang Ze looked down and examined it closely, and found that it was indeed true.

"What will happen if I touch these scales? A fat dragon's wrath can send a glutton flying a thousand miles?"

Ah Li: "It's not that bad. Touching it will only make you feel itchy, just like scratching the soles of your feet."

"I see." Zhang Ze nodded, and then, with lightning speed, he impulsively pressed the button twice more.

Ah Li, "!"

As the two were playfully fighting, the small slit connecting to the sky suddenly lit up.

The next moment, a small, red, fiery centipede-like insect crawled back out from inside.

"Mission accomplished! Boss, look what I brought back!"

(End of this chapter)