Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 520 Square Pig Brand Transformer

After a night of stealthy exploration with some success, Wei Zhuang was inexplicably struck by a stick upon returning to the safe house.

He looked innocently at Zhu Luo, who was holding a cane and wearing leather pants, with a completely bewildered expression.

Wei Zhuang subconsciously looked at Zhang Ze, but Zhang Ze completely ignored him.

He was sitting on the corner of the bed with his back to everyone, holding Ah Li in one arm, and carefully rubbing Ah Li's belly.

Every time she rubbed for a while, a giggling sound of Fu Ji would come from inside Ah Li's belly.

Zhang Ze's other hand was moving back and forth in front of him, as if he was fiddling with something.

Judging from the movements and amplitude, it seemed to be in a hurry.

Wei Zhuang looked at Qin Lang again, but Qin Lang didn't say anything. He whistled and looked up at the ceiling of the room. It was really a ceiling.

Helpless, he didn't dare to ask any more questions and could only awkwardly change the subject.

"It's good that you're alright. Just now, Sect Master Lu and I went out to investigate and found some clues. The Tower of Babel is not without its flaws."

After saying that, Wei Zhuang waved his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered, condensing into a part of the three-dimensional map of Tian Shu City.

He pointed to one of them and said.

"The Tower of Babel connecting to Baiyujing actually has two passages."

"Besides the main passage that we see now that transports treasures, there is another passage on the back of the Tower of Babel that is responsible for releasing 'waste'."

"The two passages are not connected, and the second sewage channel is simpler and newer than the Tower of Babel, and was built much later than the Tower of Babel."

"So Xiao Jing really was eating in Baiyujing?" Zhang Ze, who had been listening intently, interjected.

"But his appetite and technique were clearly not up to par. He found himself full halfway through the meal, so he had to build a new sewer to eat and defecate at the same time."

"Unlike my Ah Li, who only eats and doesn't..."

Before Zhang Ze could finish speaking, he was hit by Ah Li's rocket headbutt, and all his unfinished words were choked back.

Wei Zhuang glanced at Zhang Ze and nodded.

"That's roughly the idea. Because it was built hastily later, the security of that 'sewage channel' was much simpler than that of the main tower's passageway."

"So if you sneak in there, you won't be attacked by the Tower of Babel."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Luo's brows relaxed slightly.

He had personally experienced the power of the main tower once, and the feeling was not pleasant.

Even though we have all the people here now, there's no guarantee we'll be completely safe if we force our way in. And even if we succeed, what then? We'll be exhausted, and who knows what else might happen.

Back in the day, during the war in the Central Continent, the top cultivators were all swinging on swings there.

"Is there no defense over there?" Zhu Luo asked.

“There are still some.” Wei Zhuang pointed to the map. “They’re called passages, but they’re actually a series of discontinuous floating platforms. Each platform has a group of people dressed in colorful clothes stationed there, ranging from six to ten.”

"Besides those people in colorful clothes, there was another guard there."

"That is, those black fumes."

"Black aura?" Zhang Ze turned his head again, looking curiously at his uncle.

With the help of the Black Sword and Lu Yuzhou, the black energy that had been tormenting Wei Zhuang had been suppressed to the greatest extent. Now, with the Black Sword in hand, he had recovered at least 80% of his power and returned to the Great Ascension realm.

Although it's not a long-lasting exercise, after exerting myself for half an hour, I need to rest for two or three days.

In short, I still need to practice.

Upon hearing the black aura, Zhu Luo and Qin Lang's expressions also turned solemn.

Because apart from Zhang Ze, that inhuman brat, the black aura was always a guillotine hanging over their heads.

Although they all managed to dodge it once by their own skill, they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it if it happened a few more times.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Wei Zhuang said in a deep voice.

"Those black fumes came down from Baiyujing."

Wei Zhuang reached out and clenched his fist, and the simulated Tian Shu City began to shrink. A moment later, the model of the entire Holy Land appeared before everyone's eyes.

Many golden specks of light float in the spherical sacred land.

Those points of light represent the golden rare and precious herbs that can be consumed by Fu Ji.

These golden treasures were gathered in Tian Shu City, and then transported to Bai Yu Jing via the Tower of Babel.

After that, they were 'digested' by Bai Yujing and turned into black gas that was expelled from Bai Yujing.

The black mist seeped into the land of the Holy Land along the newly built 'pipeline' until it reached beyond the Holy Land, where it formed a barely perceptible membrane that enveloped the Holy Land and separated it from the Earth Sea.

"The reason we were tainted by that black mist when we came in was because we broke through that membrane."

Qin Lang frowned slightly upon hearing this. "But if that's the case, doesn't that mean this road is also a dead end?"

“No,” Wei Zhuang shook his head and said, “Everything in the universe is interconnected and mutually restraining, and the black energy is no exception.”

"Although Xiao Jing used that black energy, it wasn't a good thing for him either."

"To prevent the black gas from leaking into the Holy Land on a large scale and affecting his plans, he tampered with the sewage channel."

"This passage itself can, to a certain extent, restrain and restrict those black energies."

"Sect Leader Lu's idea is that we should unload some scraps and use them as shields, then go through that passage and directly push through."

Qin Lang pondered for a moment and thought that this method might be feasible.

Unloading the pipe wasn't difficult; he was a professional at borrowing things. As for those men in colorful uniforms guarding the pipe...
It doesn't matter. There are already about a hundred catgirls underground in Tian Shu City, so a few more in the sky won't be a big deal.

This will give them a number that's a multiple of four, so we can form a band.

Zhu Luo also thought it was feasible.

He reached into his pocket and began dumping the tortoise shells out with a clatter.

Soon, one empty tortoise shell after another piled up into a small mountain around him.

Zhu Luo stated that his tortoise shell could hold out for a while, and there were plenty of tortoise shells available.

Just as the three old men began to discuss the feasibility of this matter, Zhang Ze, who had been sitting to the side with his back to everyone, suddenly spoke up.

"If you ask me, it doesn't have to be that complicated."

"What do you mean?" Qin Lang turned to look at Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze held A Li in one arm and pointed at himself with the other.

"Me? Have you all forgotten? I'm not afraid of that dark energy either, and..."

As Zhang Ze spoke, he opened his other hand, which he had been holding, in front of everyone.

A colorless light bloomed in Zhang Ze's palm, and within that light, a small fragment of tortoise shell was imprisoned.

This tortoise shell was taken by Zhang Ze from Zhu Luo's eroded tortoise shell while he was in prison.

However, it wasn't some profound plan; it was just a simple act of mischief.

It's like when you're bored in school, you dig holes in your desk or walls, and then fill them in with chalk mixed with water.

Purely out of curiosity.

However, this impulsive act brought unexpected results; Zhang Ze seemed to discover that he had a certain restraint over the black energy.

It's not just about immunity, but about restraint.

So on the way back, including when he had just turned his back to everyone, Zhang Ze kept fiddling with the tortoise shell fragment that he had carelessly picked off.

Let's see if we can purify it without using our innate Dao body.

And now, he has succeeded.

Under the erosion of the colorless light, the black aura of the tortoise shell in Zhang Ze's hand began to be stripped away and purified.

A moment later, the light in Zhang Ze's hand disappeared.

The tortoise shell returned to its original form.

Although it was still full of eroded holes, the inherently malevolent binding force had vanished without a trace.

Zhu Luo was alright, just surprised, but Wei Zhuang was stunned on the spot. After a while, he stepped forward, snatched the tortoise shell from Zhang Ze's hand, and examined it repeatedly.

After confirming that the black aura that clung to him like a maggot had truly disappeared, he looked at Zhang Ze.

"Can you remove the dark energy from my body?"

Zhang Ze stood up straight, looking very confident.

"of course."

Having said that, he didn't waste any more words. He immediately invited his uncle to sit down.

Then, Zhang Ze put A Li down and stood behind his uncle. He struck a pose like a master, and after making a cool-looking but ultimately useless hand gesture, it started to glow again.

But this time, something unexpected happened.

No matter how brightly he shone, the miracle that had just occurred did not repeat itself.

Just like before, his invincible light-emitting skill has turned into a double-flash high beam headlight that does little damage but is extremely insulting.

"Ah this."

Zhang Ze was somewhat embarrassed and began trying different ways to emit light, but no matter how bright it was, he couldn't dispel the wisps of black energy swirling around Wei Zhuang.

Just as Zhang Ze was shining, Ah Li, who had been thrown onto the bed, burped.

Perhaps because I've gotten used to having a little world inside my body, I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

It sat on the bed, playing with its feet while watching Zhang Ze shine.

After watching for a while, it got a little bored, and the bed was too soft, obviously not as comfortable as Zhang Ze's shoulders and head, so Ali stood up unsteadily and began to climb onto Zhang Ze.

Just as it climbed to Zhang Ze's kidney save point, Zhang Ze, who was in the room with his hazard lights on, suddenly yelled "Whoosh!"

The light in Zhang Ze's hand, just like when he was playing with the tortoise shell, took effect.

The wisp of black energy above Wei Zhuang's head began to slowly dissolve under Zhang Ze's illumination.

The uncle couldn't help but let out a soft, ambiguous hum.

Hearing the sound, Ah Li became curious and quickly jumped off Zhang Ze's back. She ran ahead to see what was going on.

However, after Ah Li jumped off Zhang Ze, the blackening light that had regained its function turned into an arrogant flashlight.

Zhang Ze: "Huh? Why can't it work again? Hold on for three more seconds!"

Looking at the incompetent Zhang Ze, A Li suddenly thought of something. She flew behind Zhang Ze and reached out to press down on his waist.

Just like pressing a mysterious little switch, Zhang Ze's light began to work again.

Like Ah Li discovering a new world, she became playful and started pressing and releasing, poking and prodding Zhang Ze's kidneys.

It only calmed down after it was hit with Zhu Luo's cane.

However, Ah Li quickly adjusted her mindset and began to study Zhang Ze from other angles.

Ah Li discovered that Zhang Ze's efficiency in clearing away the black energy varied depending on her location.

Zhang Ze was most efficient when he was near his dantian.

Although it didn't know why, the square pig, having discovered its usefulness, began to feel proud.

But his pride didn't last long, and the incompetent Zhang Ze fizzled out again.

This time, whether Ah Li forms the head or the kidney, she can't help Zhang Ze regain his former glory.

However, while she was racking her brains trying to figure it out, Ah Li suddenly felt a wave of nausea, followed by a stomachache.

Ah Li clutched her stomach, feeling as if facehuggers were crawling inside her. Unable to hold it in any longer, she vomited.

But what Ah Li spat out wasn't gold, nor a child, but Little Fu Ji.

At this moment, Little Fuji had returned to her original color, a deep blue like a mushroom. As soon as she landed, she ran around the house like a whirlwind, seemingly looking for something.

He ran while muttering, "I'm starving, I'm starving, I want to eat!"

After running around the room a few times like Lily, Fu Ji suddenly set her sights on Qin Lang. She pounced on him, so eager that she was almost out of shape, swinging back and forth on Qin Lang's body like a lump of evil god figurines.

Because it was so sudden, no one had time to react; everyone was watching the little rotten girl's performance.

Soon, Little Rosé found what she wanted.

Qin Lang's storage bag was opened by the little rotten girl, who pulled out the golden coral that she hadn't been able to eat before. Before she could explain, she took a bite out of it.

Perhaps she was too hungry, as one mouth wasn't enough to satisfy her hunger, so the rotten princess wriggled and lost her human form, turning back into a puddle covered in tiny mouths, and began to eat with gusto.

As she ate, the golden patterns reappeared inside Fuhime's body.

After the entire golden coral was devoured by Fu Hime, she transformed back into that golden form with bubbles on her head.

After eating her fill, Fu Ji became dazed and floated around for a while before looking at A Li.

But by the time Ah Li realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Fuhime, supported by bubbles, crashed into Ari, seemingly wanting to burrow into Ari's stomach again.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze reached out and stopped Xiao Fuji in time.

"Don't make trouble."

As Zhang Ze held the Little Fuji while emitting light, his colorless light suddenly changed.

Light has color.

It's hard to describe, but in that colorless light, pale golden patterns began to spread, like roots, like a spider web.

At the same time, Zhang Ze once again felt that ethereal sense of the perfection of all things and the return to oneness in the beginning.

"Oh my god?"

Zhang Ze, who had just learned the combination technique, was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood.

He realized that the key was not himself, but most likely Fu Ji.

Zhang Ze once again hovered his hand above Wei Zhuang's head, attempting to completely dissolve the remaining trace of black energy.

But this time, as soon as Zhang Ze's light touched him, Wei Zhuang stood up.

He then retreated several steps, creating distance between himself and Zhang Ze.

"What's wrong?" Qin Lang asked curiously.

Wei Zhuang: "I can't describe it. You'll know once you try it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang stepped forward and touched the light emitted by Zhang Ze. Then, just like Wei Zhuang, he took several steps back, like a cat that had activated its Spinosaurus mode.

It's hard to describe the feeling, but if I had to, it's a bit like stuffing a flashbang with a spray cannon inside.

The light with golden patterns wouldn't harm them, but it made Qin Lang and the others instinctively feel resistant.

Zhang Ze, not understanding why, shone the light on A Li, but A Li didn't feel anything.

He thought for a moment, then put the little rotten princess on the ground. The moment the little rotten princess left Zhang Ze's hand, the light he emitted returned to its original state.

Zhang Ze and Xiao Fu Ji simultaneously entered "wise man mode".

Zhang Ze looked at Xiao Fu Ji, and Xiao Fu Ji looked at Zhang Ze; their extraordinary wisdom collided in an instant.

"Ah Li, open your mouth," Zhang Ze suddenly said.

Faced with the trainer's command, Ah Li opened her mouth without thinking.

Then Fuhime rushed straight in.

"Ugh! Zhang Ze, you bastard, oh my god!"

After the little rotten girl crawled back into Ah Li's belly, Zhang Ze picked up the angry Ah Li.

This time, the light emanating from his hands was no longer tinged with gold, nor did it possess the power to drive away Old Deng.

Instead, just like at the beginning, the black mist began to melt away again, like snow exposed to sunlight.

If Zhang Ze is a blackening lamp, then Xiao Fu Ji, who ate the golden food, is the key additive and power source.

This stuff is just too pure, and the voltage is too high; most old-timers can't handle it.

Therefore, if we don't want to make Old Deng angry, we have to deal with Ah Li, that square pig-shaped transformer, again.

In other words, only when the three combine can they truly possess an invincible anti-dark Noble Phantasm.

Although there are still many questions I don't understand, but...
Zhang Ze looked at everyone and said, "I think we need more 'Rotten Princesses' (a term for women who enjoy playing BL/yaoi/fujoshi).

next day
Zhang Ze left Tian Shu City through the water gate with the fleet, but he did not go back to continue killing fish. Instead, after returning to the [Twenty-Fifth Crossroad], he took out something that was not meant to be seen.

A one-to-one mold of myself.

It's really strange. No one knows which pervert did it. The Heavenly Sect has already investigated and shut down several black workshops that make their own molds, but the perverted mastermind behind it has never surfaced.

Several times, they found crucial clues, but in the end, the trail went cold.

Because the situation was so bizarre, Zhang Ze even suspected that there was a traitor in the Heavenly Sect's investigation team.

However strangely, these exquisitely crafted molds did solve Zhang Ze's immediate problem.

Zhang Ze is unique in this world and cannot use clone magic. Without these molds, things are quite inconvenient at times.

After stuffing a paper doll talisman into the molded clothes and having him kill the fish for him, Zhang Ze took Ah Li and headed west.

He planned to call headquarters to report on the progress made so far, and then release some more Fu Ji (a type of female character).

(End of this chapter)