Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 512 Not pure love, pure battle; not yandere, just simply sick.

Since his uncle wouldn't talk about that past event, Zhang Ze couldn't do anything about it.

After all, no matter how much you probe indirectly, you won't get anything out of them.

My uncle was very tight-lipped; he wouldn't utter a single word.

So, after giving Fatty Bear another ten pounds of mushrooms as hush money, the group left the cave and met up with Ah Li at the agreed location.

Ah Li was in pretty good condition at this moment. The lingering black energy had not recurred, and she climbed onto Zhang Ze's shoulder with ease.

All 180 people in Sula Village have been evacuated by A Li and are currently staying temporarily inside the Beast Taming Ring in A Li's hand.

According to Sula, it was quite comfortable inside, but she felt a little embarrassed just sitting there doing nothing.

“Sura told me to tell you that if there is anything you can do to help them, please be sure to tell them, and they will all agree.”

Ah Li rhythmically patted her little belly while reporting the situation.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. On the way here, I saw a black flying boat carrying a group of people flying towards Valley City. Judging from their clothes, they should all be those black and white envoys."

"If you hadn't told me not to alert them, I would have shot them all down with a single Dragonblast."

"pity."

Zhang Ze rubbed Ah Li's head, indicating that there was no rush and that there would be a time to spray it.

Just now in the bear cave, Zhang Ze had already discussed the plan and procedures with his uncle.

Based on the principle that the simpler the plan, the more reliable it is, Zhang Ze chose the simplest approach: he would go fishing while his uncle would collect the nets.

With his innate Daoist physique, he should be able to serve as a punching bag for quite some time.

As for how to attract the enemy's attention, that depends entirely on Zhang Ze's improvisation.

Regarding this matter, no one had any objections or concerns.

In their view, this job was made for Zhang Ze.

Mr. Zhang's talent in this area is beyond doubt.

After telling A-Li the general plan, Zhang Ze placed the little rotten girl on A-Li's head.

"While my uncle and I go to capture that divine messenger, you and Fu Ji go to the magnificent palace in the city. Don't worry about what's inside; take everything that's valuable or useful."

"You'll also be in charge of those little twin tails. As for the spoils, Sula and the others can help with the appraisal and sorting. As locals, they should be able to tell something out of them."

Ah Li gave an OK sign, indicating that this was a trivial matter and no magic weapon could escape its nose.

However, Little Fuji did not agree immediately, but began to think about it.

A moment later, she waved to Zhang Zexian to wait, and then pulled out a Hua Lian mask from somewhere and put it on her face.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ze asked curiously.

Little Fukuhime: "Transform! This move is called the Godhood Mask Acting Method. Watch closely, transform!"

With a "poof," as Little Fukihime's spellcasting went awry, she transformed into Lily's appearance.

Aside from being only the size of a palm, it looks exactly like Lily, especially the dog's furtive movements and eyes.

Zhang Ze: "Okay, whatever makes you happy."

Little Fuji: "Hehe, boss, just you wait and see, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Zhang Ze, “.”

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After their stealthy journey without incident, the group arrived near Valley City.

Zhang Ze was stunned when he saw the several stone towers, each over thirty meters tall, that had suddenly appeared in the city.

"Did you have this thing before?"

"I don't remember this happening before." The little rotten girl, who was already disguised as Lily, shrank back and started to back down. "Why don't we go back first? I suspect this is a trap."

Zhang Ze, “.”

Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, it seems that the way the little rotten princess is playing the role is a bit too much.

Ignoring the engrossed little otaku, Zhang Ze handed the extra black stockings to A Li.

After Ah Li transformed into a ruthless bandit in black silk and went into stealth mode, and Uncle also disappeared without a trace with his black sword in hand, beginning to cultivate his sword intent, Zhang Ze finally removed his disguise and swaggered into the city.

But strangely, none of the heavenly soldiers and generals, thunder and storms that were expected were present.

Apart from the occasional sound of stones being moved, there was no other unusual noise in the city; it was eerily quiet.

Although it was somewhat strange, he still walked into the city with an air of indifference, and soon he arrived at the place where the battle had taken place.

He saw the fairy in colorful clothes again. This time, she was standing barefoot on the ground, with her back to Zhang Ze, and was carefully building a stone tower.

Behind her, the divine messengers dressed in black and white were all kneeling on the ground with their buttocks sticking out, their heads pressed against the ground, not daring to breathe.

In front of them lay a headless corpse, its head facing Zhang Ze, its expression one of utter confusion and utter innocence.

Zhang Ze cleared his throat. "Um, is someone here to greet you?"

No one cares about him.

Zhang Ze kicked the nearest man in white, who, still kneeling, rolled over like a toy turtle.

But still, nobody paid any attention to him.

Including the white-clad man he kicked.

Zhang Ze was not used to this situation. He, who was usually successful, failed to mock others for the first time.

In short, it's very uncomfortable.

But as the saying goes, a young face is still the most ruthless, and Zhang Ze, who was experienced in mockery, quickly realized the crux of the problem.

It's probably not a question of whether the face is big or not, but rather whether the face is attractive enough.

The key question is whose face it is.

Clearly, in the eyes of this fairy in colorful clothes, Zhang Ze's face was completely unattractive.

If you want to get her attention, your uncle has to step in.

Once he had made up his mind, Zhang Ze began to cast the spell.

Although he didn't have a divine mask, he did know a little about the art of acting.

He ran his fingers through his hair, and his black hair turned white.

With a handsome face sculpted by a chisel and axe, and a pair of resolute and brooding eyes, Zhang Ze casually took out a similar-looking black sword from his treasure bag and spoke in a deep and magnetic voice.

"oi! You still remember me?"

However, before Zhang Ze could finish speaking, the cold and ruthless fairy in colorful clothes turned her head away.

However, what awaited Zhang Ze was neither a wrong embrace, nor a long-awaited reunion that had been waiting for countless centuries but was not meant to be his.

What awaited Zhang Ze was a chance to fly freely.

He was sent flying, slapped away.

The immense force sent Zhang Ze flying, and the fake black sword in his hand was snapped in two by the fairy in colorful clothes.

The giant flesh and blood hand disintegrated, transforming into countless swords that slashed towards Zhang Ze.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze had already activated his innate Dao body, so he was not harmed.

Furthermore, taking advantage of the impact of the rain of swords, they fled into the distance, preparing to create some distance.

But just as Zhang Ze was about to fly across the sky, the fairy reappeared behind him, and her fist, which carried some of the truth of the Great Dao, struck Zhang Ze hard on the back of the head.

Then Zhang Ze's head was smashed into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ze embarked on another long sprint.

The fairy used Zhang Ze's face to carve a deep furrow in the earth.

After crashing into a small hill, Zhang Ze was flipped over and punched twice more. It was only then that he saw the fairy's face clearly.

It was quite unexpected.

The face was still clear, not a blob of porridge as Little Fuji had said.

But there was none of the shyness, resentment, or other emotions that should exist between lovesick men and women that he had imagined.

What Zhang Ze saw was the face of a slightly angry berserker, a face completely unlike the reserved and brooding style of the Heavenly Sect.

This fairy in colorful robes, who once came from the Heavenly Sect and whose name Zhang Ze didn't even know, now only had a thirst for battle and anger towards the imposter in her eyes.

Just looking into those eyes is like being in a wasteland at the end of the world, with exciting background music playing in your ears.

So Zhang Ze punched the fairy in colorful clothes in the face.

Even though the purpose is to make fun of someone, one should still be reasonable. As the saying goes, one's face can be pinched, but not insulted. There is no reason to let someone beat you up without fighting back.

Even if this person is likely the old lover of the uncle, the senior members of the Heavenly Sect are no exception.

Zhang Ze's fist suddenly glowed with a colorless light. Distance and time became meaningless in the face of this punch. His glowing fist struck the fairy in colorful clothes with precision and force.

This is a unique boxing technique that Zhang Ze developed after returning from the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, transforming into a one-legged egg, and drawing inspiration from the dog's wish-granting technique.

He called it "My 100% Accuracy Normal Punch".

As its name suggests, the fist has a 100% hit rate within five meters, and even Mahayana practitioners are not immune.

In addition, the enemy will be slightly stunned by the colorless light after being hit.

However, although it looks invincible, the power of this punch is questionable.

The power of this punch was about the same as Lily hitting someone with a brick with all her might.

It's useless against skilled opponents and ineffective against insignificant ones, making it somewhat of a double-edged sword.

In the words of his junior sister, his punch was delivered without gun or grenade; he threw a flashbang at the opponent's face right there on the banana path.

So Zhang Ze didn't intend to do anything; he just wanted to vent his frustrations and, incidentally, create an opportunity for his uncle to make a move.

But Zhang Ze didn't expect that this punch would be so powerful.

A piercing, inhuman scream escaped the fairy's lips as Zhang Ze sent her flying. A crack appeared on her beautiful face, like a piece of porcelain about to shatter.

The fighting spirit in her eyes turned into confusion in an instant, and then, driven by instinct, she began to breathe on Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze, “.”

The transformation happened far too fast. The warrior of the Pure Love Sect from the old century and the pure Hagisen, two completely opposite personalities, appeared in the same person in just a few breaths.

Having never seen such a harpy fairy before, Zhang Ze was unsure whether to continue fighting or lie on the ground for a while.

Fortunately, he still had his uncle from the Sword Sect.

Wei Zhuang appeared behind the Fairy in Colorful Clothes, his reverse-grown blade teeth wriggling as he slashed down with a bloody light, more like a saber technique than a sword technique.

'Therefore, sword immortals have existed since ancient times, but why are there no sword immortals, axe immortals, or meteor immortals?'

Just as Zhang Ze was inexplicably starting to drift off again, Wei Zhuang's sword had already struck, but the force seemed different from what was expected.

It didn't seem like they intended to capture it alive, but rather to cut it in half.

But just as the blade was about to strike the fairy, a dazzling white light shot into the sky, deflecting the seemingly inevitable strike.

Zhang Ze was thrown a great distance, and when he got up again, he found that the fairy in colorful clothes seemed to have entered the second stage.

The colorful clothes disappeared, and her whole body was now covered in a mosaic of holy light, just like that of a certain Buddhist senior.

The white jade sword that had been floating behind her, just like the ornament on her back, was also in her hand.

However, it transformed from a delicate magic sword into a bridge surface.

Zhang Ze accurately described what that thing was now, after all, if it was placed on the river, it would be a bridge, and if it was stuck diagonally in the ground, it would be a star-studded avenue.

Compared to this thing, even Sister Qiao's door panel looks frighteningly normal.

White flames surged on the invincible giant sword, which was over thirty meters long and five meters wide, and starlight flickered faintly in the distance.

The fairy in colorful clothes raised her sword and hurled it at Wei Zhuang.

She looked at Wei Zhuang, at the black sword in his hand, and suddenly laughed.

But amidst the laughter, there was also a hint of confusion.

She didn't know why she was laughing, nor did she know why she was looking at him and laughing. She only knew that this was how she could fight, and only this was how she could feel good!

But even the brightest white light can't blind a blind man, and Wei Zhuang chose to refuse this one-sided enthusiasm.

Seeing only 'what a hassle,' he suddenly released Ni Sheng from his grasp, instead drawing another sword from the void and flinging it at Zhang Ze.

At the same time, he unleashed the legendary technique of catching blades with 100% accuracy.

What was tossed into Zhang Ze's hand was a pure flying sword formed from condensed ice essence.

With just one grip, he felt an boundless chill and a fully automatic sword technique created by Pavilion Master Mu Mu.

Although things seemed to have deviated somewhat from the plan, Zhang Ze still understood his uncle's meaning.

He stood up, took a step, and rushed behind the fairy in colorful clothes who had entered the second stage.

Listening to the gentle reminders from Pavilion Master Mu Mu, he plunged his sword into the back of the Fairy in Colorful Clothes.

Throughout this process, the fairy in colorful clothes completely ignored Zhang Ze; all she could see was Wei Zhuang and his black sword.

No blood flowed from the fairy after she was pierced. After a brief delay, the ice sword exploded with a bang amidst Chen Mumu's soft muttering.

Almost simultaneously, the greatsword on the bridge was also crushed by Wei Zhuang.

The Ice Lotus descended to earth, sealing the Fairy in Colorful Clothes within it.

Got it.

Zhang Ze collapsed to the ground.

Wei Zhuang coughed lightly and beckoned to Zhang Ze, "Come help me up, I can't get up."

"Oh, it's coming, it's coming."

Zhang Ze rushed over and pulled Wei Zhuang, who had successfully caught the blade bare-handed but was now embedded in the ground, out of the way.

Without wasting any time, after signaling to Ah Li, he took the captured Fairy in Colorful Clothes and fled into the distance.

Inside a bear den somewhere.

The fat bear had finally managed to mess up its clean and tidy cave again, and was just about to comfortably continue sleeping when...

The hole, which had been covered by a large rock, was kicked open again.

To Fat Bear's despair, the burglars who had just broken into the house returned.

They effortlessly tossed themselves into a corner, stuffed themselves with food, and then, as if by magic, made their home spotless with a flick of their fingers, showing absolutely no respect for themselves.

The bear, filled with grief and indignation, decided, after a difficult choice, to simply close its eyes and go to sleep.

When the sun rises tomorrow, everything from today will be over.

That's what it thinks.

Zhang Ze rubbed his neck and sat down cross-legged, placing the shrunken ice lotus on the ground in front of him.

The eccentric fairy in colorful clothes, covered in holy light and mosaic, has been sealed inside, looking like a large figurine.

Zhang Ze: "Who exactly is this person? I have a feeling she..."

“You don’t need to think that she’s sick,” Wei Zhuang said succinctly.

Zhang Ze: "Huh? Um, she, didn't she... you know... with you? Could it be..."

Wei Zhuang: "No, there's nothing like that. I have no romantic relationship with her whatsoever. She's just sick, purely sick."

When the uncle said this, his face was somewhat dark, perhaps due to the influence of the dark aura.

Then, Wei Zhuang sighed and finally began to tell Zhang Ze about this person.

According to my uncle, this crazy woman has a very manly name: Lu Tianming.

Besides her masculine name, she herself is also very masculine.

The phrase "the thrill of battle" defined her entire life.

As a pure battle maniac, even in the Heavenly Sect back then, he was considered a problematic figure among problematic figures.

As a child, she became a major customer of Medicine King Valley and was blacklisted by Beast Taming Sect.

Back then, Medicine King Valley even had a special branch set up near the Heavenly Sect, solely for treating Lu Tianming's injuries; it was a VIP among VIPs.

The reason she was blacklisted by the Beast Taming Sect is not hard to guess: she would fight with dogs every time she went to the sect, and she also frequently tried to challenge the giant tortoise Zhu Luo.

Later, Zhu Luo got so annoyed that he blacklisted her.

To some extent, this senior Lu Tianming is indeed a genius, managing to provoke the invincible kindergarten dad, Giant Turtle Zhu Luo.
"And then what happened?" Zhang Ze asked, holding a melon.

As if he had thought of something terrible, the old man suddenly shuddered.

He hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Later, the then Tianzong sect leader used a strategy of using one tiger to devour another, and sent Lu Tianming to the Sword Sect for a year, which allowed this crazy woman to successfully develop an interest in swords."

Wei Zhuang said, "At that time, I was not in the Sword Sect. I spent most of my time in the Imperial City. Until one day, I returned to the Sword Sect to break through to the Golden Core stage, and she set her sights on me."

Zhang Ze was speechless for a moment; this story was indeed somewhat unexpected.

He had thought it would be a tragic love story like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

Unexpectedly, it was the legendary tale of Yu Ji throwing Xiang Yu to the ground, a story that ignites passion and fuels destiny.

Zhang Ze, “.”

Perhaps because he had already spoken his mind and had been suppressing his feelings for a long time, Wei Zhuang finally let out all the resentment he had harbored for years.

"She said that since Tianzong is the number one sect in the world, then she must also be the number one swordsman in the world, and she wants to become the number one swordsman in the world within Tianzong."

"This crazy woman has set her sights on me. She says my sister is too weak, the sect leader's son is too young, and only I am worthy to be her opponent."

"From then on, I ate, I meditated, I taught my junior brothers and sisters to practice swordsmanship, I... cough, I went on dates, I went fishing by the river, and I went out to gain experience."

"In short, anytime, anywhere, this crazy woman will suddenly appear like a cockroach and challenge me."

Even after we reached Mahayana Buddhism, her behavior did not stop. Although she had restrained herself a lot by then, she was still very annoying.

"And there's another thing. You've also met those people from the Heavenly Sect. Because of their cultivation methods, they're basically expressionless, and the higher their cultivation level, the more expressionless they are."

"But this woman is different. This woman can laugh, a very sudden kind of laugh."

Zhang Ze shuddered upon hearing this.

He knew about Tianzong's facial paralysis. For example, Ms. Lu Yuzhou's face was always cold, even when she was telling jokes or deliberately trying to disgust her mother-in-law.

Although it's strange, I've gotten used to it and it's not so bad.

But if she smiled
Thinking of this, Zhang Ze shuddered again.

And at that moment, he suddenly had a sudden realization.

He suddenly understood why his uncle possessed such extraordinary stealth skills.

I also understand why he became the most suitable user of the Night Demon Emperor Armor.

There's no way around it; anyone targeted by this kind of pervert would end up like this.

Zhang Ze glanced at Lu Tianming, who was frozen inside the ice lotus, with some fear, as if afraid that she might suddenly burst out from inside.

"So, has this Senior Lu been corrupted?" Zhang Ze asked cautiously.

What he meant was that if the illness was too severe and nothing could be found out, it would be better to release the person back into the wild.

There are countless magical messengers in colorful robes; it's safer to just capture a normal one.

However, the uncle misunderstood and shook his head.

"No, this person is not actually Lu Tianming; she is just an empty shell."

Zhang Ze, "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)