Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 532 Mr. Xiao's body was taken away by Niu.
Upon entering the palace, Zhang Ze felt that these people were truly uncreative.

Whether it was Alzheimer's or a habit of writing their own epitaphs in advance, Zhang Ze noticed that these old folks really loved writing and carving things on the walls.

Whether it's a secret realm created by hand or a secret room in one's own home, something must always be left behind, lest an intruder be confused.

Some people might write riddles on the wall; they may or may not be useful, but they'll definitely leave you scratching your head.

Those who are more reserved might write acrostic poems on the wall, expressing their feelings and insights about spiritual practice.

The "treasure map" and "enlightenment map" that are commonly used in martial arts cultivation journeys are basically passed down in this way.

Regardless of the outcome or the form, those masters who left behind murals with information all had only one purpose.

That's just showing off.

For example, the first hall after entering the palace had its interior facilities almost completely demolished, and even the pillars were gone, leaving only the walls in the hall.

The painting on the wall depicts Mr. Xiao's ascension to immortality.

Looking up, the sun shone brightly in the center of the palace's ceiling, surrounded by stars and clouds, and countless tiny figures floated among the stars and clouds.

Each little figure looks different, seemingly representing a different method. The figures also vary in color; some are brightly colored and lifelike, while others are dull and lack detail, or only half of their bodies have color.

"What's going on here? Is this some kind of grand meeting for the little people?" Ah Li asked, tilting her head back.

"I think this should be the progress Xiao Jing is making in gathering the source of all laws," Zhang Ze guessed.

"The Source of All Laws shattered once back then, and then shattered again when it returned to the Holy Land. It must be quite difficult to find all of them together."

"Just like the Thousand Machines Pavilion's 'cut a knife' policy, if you want a discount, you can cut off the decimal point."

"Heh, luckily he didn't cut it all down yet." Ah Li twisted her neck, no longer paying attention to the mural.

All it wants now is to finish everything quickly, then go home.

Ah Li was a little sleepy.

However, Zhang Ze did not move, because he felt that something was wrong. He thought the mural was not beautiful, as if a piece was missing, and it was very disharmonious.

The Source of All Laws, despite its name containing "ten thousand," does not actually contain ten thousand primordial methods. It merely signifies an extreme number, and neither Zhang Ze nor Fu Ji knows the exact number; neither of them has ever counted them.

"You're right, there is indeed one missing." Just as Zhang Ze was about to count, Fu Ji's voice suddenly rang out behind him like a ghost.

Zhang Ze turned around but couldn't find Fu Ji anywhere.

“I’m on the right,” Fuhime said.

She then placed another [New Small Talisman] on the sword spirit she possessed, shrinking it by several dozen sizes.

After being folded, it looks like a golden urn.

"How do you know one is missing?" Zhang Ze asked curiously.

Fuuka: "Because I hid the missing one."

Zhang Ze: "Huh? Where? Where did you hide?"

A pale blue hand emerged from the urn, pointing at Zhang Ze.

"I've hidden myself on your body!" Fuhime said proudly.

Zhang Ze, "Me?"

Fu Ji said, "Yes, that's right. Before Che died, I asked you if you had any wishes. You told me that you didn't want to see the world fight again, and that you wanted peace and tranquility, especially that the demon race should behave themselves."

Zhang Ze, "So you..."

Fuhime, "Back then, I had already traveled with you across the continent for a long time and seen many things. In my opinion, your wish was pure daydreaming and could never be fulfilled."

"So I wanted you to change to one, to one that was easier, but I didn't expect that before I could finish speaking, you died, leaving only a wisp of your soul hanging on the stone statue, ready to dissipate at any moment."

Fu Ji sighed as she spoke, "Back then, I wanted to leave you some burial items, in case you have a next life, you might be able to use them."

"However, it is not easy to choose the burial items."

“You already have a false reputation, you can’t spend money, and your grave will eventually be dug up. So after thinking it over, I took the liberty of taking a little bit from the source of all laws and from myself and sticking it onto your remnant soul.”

Zhang Ze, "?"

He looked down and around, but couldn't find any mushrooms growing or any slime oozing out.

"What did you stuff into my soul?" Zhang Ze asked.

Fuhime, "A fragment of the source of all laws, I can't say for sure what the specific method is, but if I had to say, it might be 'assimilation'."

"Because I think, if everyone in the world were like you, then there would probably really be peace."

Zhang Ze, "?"

Meanwhile, in the North.

The major events in the Central Continent did not affect the demon race, and because of their sensitive nature, they were not suitable to go there to help.

Not causing trouble is the greatest help you can give.

So, since they had nothing else to do, they started building infrastructure for the Thousand Machine Pavilion on the icy plains of the North.

Currently, it is the first phase of the project. They are studying how to plant an open-air tropical rainforest on the coldest glacier in the North, and then hollow out the nearby icebergs, artificially fill them with grout, and create a smoking ice volcano.

They ate so much for no other reason than to give their new friends, those giant dinosaurs from the mountains and seas, a new home.

Because of his responsibility to teach those large dinosaurs the art of transformation, the two sides are now in close contact. However, the northern region is too cold, which is unbearable for these large dinosaurs who are used to warm climates.

So, the Great Demon Lord Wang Jie and Yu Qing suddenly had a brain fart and came up with this whole thing.

However, while the dinosaurs were flattered by the demon race's actions, the dinosaurs, led by the Mo family leader, also offered some suggestions, namely that active volcanoes were really unnecessary.

For some reason, they felt disgusted just looking at that thing...

In the new White Emperor City, Demon Lord Yu Qing had just seen off the leader of the Mohist school who had come to discuss the volcano when he noticed someone acting suspiciously by the door.

With a wave of her hand, a gentle breeze drew the two people over.

Upon seeing Chen Qin and Li Yueqi, who had been captured, the fox demon lord Yu Qing asked, "Why have you two come? Are you here to find Bai Tao?"

Before her junior sister and Li Yueqi could reply, Yuqing sighed and said, "What a pity, you two are too late. The child isn't here; he ran away from home."

The junior sister's eyes widened in surprise, sensing there was some gossip to hear, but before she could ask, Yuqing continued speaking to herself.

“I taught her illusion magic, but she wouldn’t learn. I asked her to dress up, but she was too lazy to do it. I told her to cultivate hard so she could take over my job, but she said what’s the point of being a demon lord? And just a few days ago, she grew another tail and disappeared without a trace. I heard she ran off to the Western Continent…”

Yuqing kept rambling on, seemingly just wanting to talk to someone.

After rambling on for a long time, and after Junior Sister and Li Yueqi had heard a lot of things about the Demon Lord's family that they should and shouldn't have heard, Yu Qing suddenly smiled.

"Yeah, it feels better to talk about these messy things..."

Then she snapped her fingers, and with that soft sound, her junior sister and Li Yueqi, who were sitting opposite her and had finished eating, were immediately stunned, and their expressions gradually became blank.

A gentle breeze circled the two of them twice, carrying the secret they had just overheard back to Yuqing's hands.

Crushing those secrets, Yuqing clapped her hands, then leaned back lazily and asked, "What brings you two here today to see me?"

The two young girls, who were being manipulated by the big boss, were completely unaware. The junior sister coughed lightly and took out a small notebook. "Demon Lord, I have come to see you because I want to ask you some questions."

"After the demon race broke free from the influence of the Earth Sea to a certain extent, how did they manage to have so many different tribes of demon races living together harmoniously?"

"Oh, this?" Yuqing's expression was a little strange. She looked at the two young girls, "You came all this way just to ask about this?"

"Yes, yes, can't we talk about this?" The junior sister asked, somewhat embarrassed.

"No, there's nothing I can't say," Yu Qing shook her head and said, "But isn't the White Emperor right here at your house? You can just ask her, there's no need to come all this way." Junior Sister, "...I, I forgot."

To ease her junior sister's embarrassment, Yuqing poured her a cup of tea and then said, "This isn't a secret, so it's fine to tell you."

"Our demon race has become what it is today mainly thanks to Young Master."

Chen Qin, "Senior brother?"

Yuqing: "Mm."

With a wave of her hand, a map of the demon race appeared in front of Chen Qin and Li Yueqi. Yu Qing pointed at Xiong Guan and said.

"In his previous life, after you passed away, we buried you at Xiong Pass, where Sister Wang and the White Wolf Clan of Liushan guarded your spirit."

"The young master's soul did not return to heaven and earth, but has been preserved in the tomb by a secret method."

"Why?" Li Yueqi, who had started eavesdropping again, asked curiously.

Yuqing knew what she was thinking and said softly, "This is the young master's last wish."

"After we moved to the northern border, we found that as long as they stayed by the young master's side, the demons' mental state would improve a lot. At worst, they would go from yawning due to stress to being delirious."

"At that time, we didn't understand, we just thought that the young master was great and needed no further explanation."

"It wasn't until later that we discovered this strange phenomenon was related to the young master himself. He would naturally exude a kind of power that made people become like him."

Junior sister, "Like him?"

Yuqing said, "Yes, just like a cat raised by a dog will wag its tail and stick out its tongue. Our way of thinking will be similar to yours, and some of our habits will also become like his."

Li Yueqi, "Does being near vermilion make one red, and being near ink makes one black?"

Yuqing glanced at her and nodded, "More or less. After discovering this, the young master said that this power mostly comes from the soul."

"They said that after he dies, we can replicate the Heavenly Sect's Life Lamp to preserve his soul and slow down its dissipation, and see how long this function can remain effective."

"Of course. The White Emperor and the Queen are too obsessed with resurrecting the young master, which is a different matter altogether."

"In short, this was a success. Especially after we linked the young master's tomb at Xiong Pass with the formation in the Northern Territory, this power almost covered the entire demon race in the Northern Territory."

"While the evil thoughts of the demon race were diluted by the magic array, each newborn demon race member continued to receive the young master's 'education'."

"So, over countless years, we have become like this."

After Yuqing finished speaking, she leaned back lazily on the sofa and tossed an apple up and down.

The way he disliked eating fruit but loved playing with it did indeed resemble Zhang Ze to some extent.

“But wait a minute, I remember that my senior brother was unearthed in Longhu Mountain, not in the Northern Territory,” the junior sister said, raising her hand.

"You'll have to ask your Taoist Master Tang about this." Yu Qing squeezed the apple into a candied apple shape.

"Three hundred years ago, Lao Diandao secretly sneaked into the Northern Territory. At that time, the Earth Sea Formation was still in place, and the paths of the human and demon races clashed. At Xiong Pass, Sister Wang and Diandao had a fight."

"Although Sister Wang held back, the aftershocks of their battle still shattered the underground glacier."

"When Xiong Pass was repaired afterward, it was discovered that the tomb chamber had a hole a long time ago. The hole was enlarged, and the young master's coffin fell out of the hole and was washed away by the underground meltwater."

"After the search yielded no results, the Liushan Wolf Clan withdrew from Xiong Pass, and the Fat Bear Clan moved in. Xiong Pass was then renamed Xiong Pass."

"Unexpectedly, the coffin was washed ashore at Longhu Mountain. It's fate, no wonder we couldn't find it."

After listening, the junior sister sighed deeply. After a long silence, she asked, "Then now?"

Yuqing said, "That power is still there, and it's even stronger now."

Junior Sister & Li Yueqi, “?”

Yuqi reached out and a scroll appeared in her hand; it was an investigation report on the Zhendong Trading Company.

"According to the investigation, as the young master's cultivation level increases, the range and intensity of this power are also increasing. It can spread not only from demon to demon, but also from person to person."

She pushed the report in front of the two of them, which contained the Zhen Dong Trading Company's investigation records over the past two years regarding Qianji Town, Qianji Pavilion, and Jian Pavilion.

Judging from the above, in that area, the probability of cultivators giving their cultivation techniques and treasures random names has increased several times compared to the past.

With a more laissez-faire attitude, occasional forgetfulness symptoms increased by 30%.

The probability of typos increases significantly when writing documents.

Looking at the two people huddled together looking at the report, Yu Qing said softly, "Besides, aren't you two the evidence yourselves?"

The junior sister looked up, said "Oh," and realized that made sense.

I am indeed much quieter than I used to be, becoming serene, gentle, wise, and profound.
No matter how you look at it, it's all thanks to my senior brother!

She grinned foolishly and said, "Senior brother is really amazing!"

But Li Yueqi had a different opinion; she felt she should stay away from Zhang Ze.

As a normal person, I absolutely cannot be assimilated by these mourners; it's simply terrifying.

"That's how it is," Little Rosé said.

Inside the main hall, Xiao Fu Ji was explaining to Zhang Ze. Although she was talking about the same thing, Xiao Fu Ji's rambling explanation was obviously difficult for anyone to understand.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze wasn't completely out of his mind either; he understood what Xiao Fuji meant in just a moment.

Zhang Ze: "I understand. You mean I'm now a walking, talking hypnosis app, a hypnosis king radiating charisma at all times, an idol for countless girls, a walking '▇', right?"

Fu Ji didn't understand what Zhang Ze was saying, but she still nodded.

But at this point, Zhang Ze hesitated, unsure whether he should delve deeper.

If the Great Hypnotic Technique of All Laws were in his body, wouldn't that mean that as long as he lived, Xiao Jing would never be able to gather the source of all laws and never achieve his goal?

Could it be that the Hundred Demons Sect, his secret agent planted in the Four Continents, has been searching for him while causing destruction?

so.
Why don't we go home first?
But what about those old relatives and uncles' old flames?
Moreover, this opportunity is so rare that there's no reason to back down.

Just as she was hesitating, Ah Li, who had just decided to become a pathfinder out of boredom, ran back as if fleeing.

It fled behind Zhang Ze like a whirlwind, grabbed Zhang Ze's leg, and pointed to the door.

"There's something strange!"

Following Ah Li's direction, Zhang Ze saw that the area outside the main hall was now covered with black slime mold.

These materials, which were used as raw materials for Xiao Jing's Cat Girl Goddess, have inexplicably become active, even though they were previously quite lazy.

They wriggled and surged into the main hall, surrounding Zhang Ze, A Li, and Fu Ji.

Zhang Ze didn't make any rash moves. He was wary of his surroundings and whispered to Fu Ji, "These should be your relatives, right? Do you have a way to control them?"

Fuki tried it carefully, but it was of no use at all.

“I can’t do it,” Fu Ji said. “These slime molds, which were the building blocks of Xiao Jing’s current avatar, have been completely refined and no longer belong to me. I can’t control them.”

Zhang Ze gasped, sensing something was wrong. Just as he was about to retreat, the slime mold suddenly receded like a tide.

Then, on the ground in front of Zhang Ze, the remaining slime mold formed a line of small characters.

Master, this way please.

Zhang Ze, "?"

(End of this chapter)