Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 552 Yellow Hair's Great Victory
Under the clear moonlight and gentle breeze, Zhang Ze slipped away to an inconspicuous bend in the Qinghe River after his escape.

This place was formed naturally. After the Qinglian Mountains protruded into the plains, their slopes gradually decreased, eventually scattering into small hills. As the Qinghe River flooded, the water flowed into these valleys, creating one winding river bend after another.

The place Zhang Ze chose was discovered by Brother Feng through map exploration. According to the "Lin Feng Secret Treasure Map", there are no rare treasures here. Its only advantage is that there are many fish and a strange little flower that blooms in all four seasons and has a pleasant fragrance even in the coldest winter months.

Pushing aside the frost-covered branches, Zhang Ze found his junior sister and Xiangxiang already sitting on the shore, with silk carpets on the ground and a small table laden with fruits, wine and everything else.

The junior sister was fishing alone in the Frosty Water with a jade fishing rod, while Xiangxiang was holding a basin of bait and throwing handfuls of bait into the water.

Although they worked together seamlessly, neither of them was really focused on fishing.

The basin in Xiangxiang's hand used for baiting is also a treasure, as the bait inside seems to be inexhaustible.

The water on the shore had been so turbid by Xiangxiang's baiting that it was starting to turn into porridge, but she kept sprinkling it in without stopping.

The fish swimming in the water are also very carefree. They carry the fragrant food back to their old home in the deep water, one bite at a time, as if they are trying to store up all the food for next year.

As for the junior sister who was fishing, she was the same; the fish had already taken the bait, but she remained unmoved.

The greedy fish had already exhausted itself and was now half-floating on the porridge-like surface of the water.

Whether it was hungry or giving its last words to its companions, its mouth kept opening and closing.

The scene was somewhat bizarre, resembling a foolish, lazy tribe offering sacrifices to their own kind in a ritual to pray for divine rain.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

After Zhang Ze finished speaking, he stepped onto the shore, squeezed between the two girls, put his arms around them on either side, and began to caress them inappropriately.

Xiangxiang was startled by Zhang Ze's sudden attack. Her hand trembled, and the endless bait basin slipped from her grasp and fell into the water.

Upon seeing this, several large fish immediately lunged forward, grabbed the basin, and swam towards deeper water, disappearing in the blink of an eye along with the basin.

The junior sister threw down her fishing rod, and the big fish that she had been fishing for half a day was relieved. It quickly flicked its tail and sank into the water along with the fishing rod.

I wonder if these big fish will write a story about the Peach Blossom Spring when they get back.

Xiangxiang glared at Zhang Ze playfully, then used a puff of water to wash her hands before gently punching him.

"My back and waist were already aching this morning, and now this again, take your hands off me!"

As she spoke, she brushed Zhang Ze's unclean little hands away.

Of course, they didn't pry it open.

The junior sister wasn't as reserved as Xiangxiang. She hugged Zhang Ze back and started rubbing against his shoulder, adjusting her position to make it more comfortable for Mr. Zhang to touch her, all while giggling.

"If she doesn't like it, then let her go home by herself. I like it. I like whatever my senior brother does."

In recent months, with all the projects nearing completion, Zhang Ze has been quite idle, and he spends most of his free time with two girls.

I can never get enough of staying here.

"You really like everything? What about this?" Zhang Ze said, clasping his hands together.

"Wow!" both girls exclaimed at the same time.

The three of them played around and frolicked. Zhang Ze kneaded the white dough for a while longer before reluctantly pulling his hand away.

He waved his hand gently, and the water became clear again, and the snow that had been frozen in the air began to fall again.

Under the moonlit snow, amidst the fragrant flowers, the three of them drew closer together. After that, no one spoke again; they simply remained quietly close together.

After a while, the junior sister raised her head and exchanged glances with Xiangxiang. The two exchanged glances for a while, and finally the junior sister made a face at Xiangxiang.

She pinched Zhang Ze's wandering hand, which was starting to grope her again, then straightened up and whispered something in Zhang Ze's ear.

As the whisper reached Zhang Ze's ears, his eyes widened, and his expression became increasingly interesting.

She turned to look at Xiangxiang, but Xiangxiang simply placed one hand on her lower abdomen and smiled without saying a word.

The junior sister chuckled and nudged Zhang Ze with her forehead, then took Zhang Ze's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

"Are you happy?"

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. Snowflakes drifted down slowly, melting into the wine cup, and along with the fragrance of flowers, they melted into Zhang Ze's heart.

——The dividing line for the successful sneak attack by the blond-haired guy——

The next day.

As the saying goes, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever; some things will be exposed at a glance.

Dark clouds loomed over the top of Qianji Pavilion, and crimson lightning traced circles in the sky above a courtyard.

Ms. Mo Jingchun stood in the room, sword in hand, looking at her daughter, who was as tough as a mule.

"What about that little brat?"

The junior sister peeled an orange and pretended to be clueless, saying, "I don't know, I didn't see him yesterday, but I heard from a scout that he had already arrived at the Holy Land."

"Furthermore, I think that now is a critical moment, and for the sake of all living beings in the four continents, it would be best if you did not disturb your senior brother."

Mo Jingchun: "You! You can't do that! It's too early!"

Junior sister, "Oh dear, what do you mean by 'can't'? My daughter doesn't understand."

"Besides, I've heard everything from my sister, about you and my dad back in the day."

However, before the old man could utter his secret, the orange in the junior sister's hand was shattered into forty-nine pieces.

The junior sister shrank back in fright, but she quickly remembered her support and straightened her back again, looking at her mother with an air of fearlessness.

"You! I can't control you anymore, do whatever you want, get out of here, get the hell out of here!"

Seeing that she could no longer control her daughter, Mo Jingchun pointed to the door and told her to leave quickly and stop getting in the way.

The junior sister made a face at her mother, and then, under Mo Jingchun's complex gaze, which was both worried and angry, she nimbly climbed out the window.

His appearance bore a striking resemblance to Zhang Ze.

After everyone left, Mo Jingchun was still feeling stifled. She was angry just looking at the room, so she simply flicked her sleeves and transformed into a streak of sword light, disappearing without a trace.

With the disappearance of Ms. Mo Jingchun, the crimson lightning that had enveloped the Thousand Machine Pavilion also vanished without a trace.

The Sword Sect's headquarters.

After finishing the meeting, Commander Chen was sitting in a chair fiddling with something.

It was a small sphere formed entirely of spiritual energy, containing a miniature version of the entire landscape of the four continents. Although no people could be seen, the mountains, rivers, and newly built facilities were clearly visible.

Chen Qianhu, who was playing with a ball, was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

He turned his head and glanced at his angry wife with a puzzled look.

"What's wrong? Who upset you?"

Mo Jingchun was at a loss for words when asked the question. She raised her hand and then lowered it again. Finally, she sighed and patted Chen Qianhu on the shoulder.

"It's that little brat, and your daughter too! Them."

After listing the sins of a certain blond-haired man, she wanted to say something more, but she saw that Chen Qianhu's expression was one of inexplicable anger.

How can you be so calm?

Chen Qianhu, still looking bewildered, twirled the small ball. "Otherwise what? Isn't this a good thing? Besides, this day was bound to come sooner or later. What do you want me to do?"

Mo Jingchun, "You!"

Commander Chen, "Besides, weren't you the same back then?"

It seemed that this secret history of the old Deng was destined never to be revealed to the world. Chen Qianhu was only halfway through speaking when his wife covered his mouth.

Mo Jingchun's face flushed red, whether from embarrassment at recalling the past or from anger at seeing the person in front of her, it was hard to tell.

After forcing Chen Qianhu to swallow his words, she punched him twice more, then pointed to the door.

"Get out! You get out too! I don't want to see you today!"

"Mmm, okay, okay."

The invincible Sect Master Chen immediately received the order, took his little ball, and left the room with a grin, transforming into a streak of sword light and fleeing eastward to find peace and quiet.

—Shifting the perspective to the dividing line of the Holy Land—

Compared to the mountains and seas, the sacred land has not changed much.

The main problem is that this place is simply too vast, almost the size of the four continents, and the tribal composition is much more complex, so there is no spare capacity to carry out sweeping reforms in this area for the time being.

There's really no need for that. Right now, all matters concerning the Holy Land are being handled by Old Tang, and his methods are mainly based on appeasement and conciliation.

In Lao Tang's words, time is the best healer, and everything is fine as long as we let nature take its course.

Holy Land, the grove of the half-deer people

A Taoist priest dressed in blue was trying to sell a new magical artifact he had obtained from the Thousand Machines Pavilion to Little Half-Deer Mother Sula.

The Taoist priest was rather burly, and his robe was stretched very tight, looking as if it might tear at any moment. His hair was also styled in an irregular and crooked bun.

However, what's most intriguing is the thing in his arms—not a duster, but a cool, dazzling fire unicorn.

"Little sister, look, this is a top-quality Thousand Machine Pavilion magic weapon, the latest limited edition this year, and the magazine even has the Human Emperor's signature."

The Taoist priest turned the fire unicorn over and showed the imprinted signature to Sula.

Sula looked at the signature, somewhat intrigued, but ultimately shook her head. "No, I've seen this kind of magical artifact before; its power is too great. I don't like it."

"I like this."

As she spoke, she flipped her hand, revealing her small hidden sword to the Taoist priest. Inside the sword was engraved a line of small characters: "Nothing is true, everything is permitted."

Next to these small characters is a mechanism array; by lightly tapping with the ring finger, this hidden blade can switch between a knife blade and a crossbow.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest quickly adjusted his pitch, "My limited-edition Fire Qilin can also have its strength adjusted, you see?"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and the fire unicorn transformed into a firefly in a burst of light. When it reappeared, it had become a small, pocket-sized pistol.

The Taoist priest raised his gun, aimed at a leaf hundreds of meters away, and gently pulled the trigger. A beam of light shot out, and the veins of the leaf were instantly burned away, while the leaf itself remained completely unharmed.

"How was it?" The Taoist priest, who thought he had landed the deal, confidently brandished his spear.

Unexpectedly, this tactic failed to subdue Sula.

Sula shook her head. "I can't see clearly. My eyesight is bad. What did you just do?"

Taoist priest,"."

He coughed lightly, deciding to change tactics and switch to a traditional style of play.

The Taoist priest squatted down, placed the fire unicorn on the ground, and then, as if performing a magic trick, began to rummage through things.

"Qianji Pavilion is having a promotion right now: buy one get eight free! Buy a gun and get a shield, two Fu Ji figurines, two Tai Sui pillows, a summer quilt, a limited edition miniature model of Qianji Town, and a ten-year unlimited bus pass."

"If you buy two Fire Kirin swords, in addition to the aforementioned gifts, I will also give you a life-size statue of the Human Emperor."

"And lastly, including all of this, I'll give you another discount: the second set is half price!"

What do you think of this?

It has to be said that discounts are still very appealing; Sura, who had initially lost interest, suddenly brightened up again.

Although she didn't know what those things were for, she liked discounts.

Just as she was about to pay, the Taoist priest selling the money suddenly twitched his ear.

He then muttered "See you another day" in a low voice, swept up the things on the ground with his sleeves, and hurriedly jumped into the river next to him.

A surge of water erupted, and a giant jellyfish emerged from the water. It caught the Taoist priest and then transformed into a wave, carrying the Taoist priest for hundreds of miles in an instant.

The Taoist priest had just run off when Zhang Ze arrived right behind him. He looked in the direction the Taoist priest had disappeared and clicked his tongue in amazement.

It's amazing how those pirates from Qianji Town have spread all the way here, and they're so slippery!

"Did you get a good look at what that person looked like?" Zhang Ze asked.

Sula thought about it, but no matter how she thought about it, the Taoist priest's face was still blurry and she couldn't see it clearly.

“I couldn’t see it clearly,” Sula replied.

Zhang Ze: "Forget it, if I didn't see it clearly, I didn't see it clearly."

Stopping thinking about the pirates, Zhang Ze started talking to Sula about serious business.

"The tides of the sea are coming soon, and I will enter the Jade Capital again."

"There may be some unusual phenomena in the Holy Land recently. In short, don't panic. If you encounter any problems, go to Tian Shu City to find Old Tang."

After finishing his conversation with Sula about the recent situation in the Holy Land, Zhang Ze turned and left.

Just after Zhang Ze left, a genuine young Taoist boy from Longhu Mountain, dressed in ill-fitting clothes, landed on a crane, holding a letter in his hand.

"Sister Sula, here's a letter from the sect leader!"

The information recorded in the letter is basically the same as what Zhang Ze just said.

"Why are you so late today?" Sula asked curiously.

She had come today to collect the letter, but because the young Taoist boy was late, she encountered the fake Taoist priest trying to sell her wares.

The young Taoist priest was also frustrated when he mentioned this matter.

"When I woke up this morning, I found that my clothes had been stolen by someone. I searched for a long time but couldn't find them, which is why I was late."

Sula, “.”

——Divider line——

Bai Yujing.

Fuhime and Daidai were already prepared and were wrestling in the Jade Palace.

Two enormous mushroom girls, one black and one blue, raced through the void, each unleashing their unique skills.

Iron Mountain Lean, Thirty-Six Styles of Kun Fist, Tombstone Nailhead, Brokeback Mountain, Invincible Hajimi Whirlwind, every move is amazing.

Zhang Ze watched for a while, then coughed lightly, "Stop fooling around."

Upon hearing this, Daidai Ji immediately stopped what she was doing, her body rapidly shrinking as she pounced on Zhang Ze.

"Master, she's bullying me!"

As a skilled warrior, Fuhime is quite experienced and never lets her guard down until the outcome is decided.

Seeing that Daidai Ji's back door was wide open, she stepped forward.

"good chance!"

Fuhime extended her tentacles, bound Daidai-hime, and unleashed the Ultimate Invincible Hakimi Whirlwind to end the farce.

Zhang Ze, “.”

Never mind, as long as they are happy.

With a sigh, he stopped dwelling on the fight between the two mushroom girls. After using a few tricks to cheer up the silly girl, Zhang Ze raised his hand and summoned the Source of All Laws, then placed his hand on it.

In an instant, Zhang Ze felt that sense of 'perfection' once again.

Unlike before, this perfection was not limited to the interior of Baiyujing, but spread to the entire Four Continents along the pre-deployed network.

Zhang Ze's thoughts became muddled for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

The sacred trees and amplification towers that stand throughout the four continents shared his burdens and became extensions of him.

Listen to all things with your heart, and see all living beings with your eyes.

However, that's all there is to it. Unless there is a complete fusion, all he can do is listen and watch.

At this moment, his spiritual consciousness was too vast for ordinary people to bear.

Unless by sheer coincidence, some people might catch a glimpse of his words in a moment of reverie.

such as
In a certain place in Dongzhou, inside a Qianji Elementary School, a boy with a melon-shaped haircut was scratching his head as he looked at the test paper in front of him.

He recognized each character on the paper, but he didn't understand what they meant when put together.

Helpless, I could only look left and right, waiting for the cheat sheet.

Just as he was feeling extremely unwell, he suddenly felt a sense of disorientation, as if an supreme thought had descended upon him.

When he came to his senses again, he found that the blank exam paper had been filled out for some reason.

"Wow! God has intervened!"

But before he could be happy for long, he became conflicted again.

Because the class beauty's cheat sheet was found.

The boy glanced at the class beauty's answer, then at the answer that God had written for him, and frowned again.

The reason is simple: the class beauty's answer was half different from God's.

As time ticked by, the exam drew to a close.

The boy looked up and saw that there were only fifteen minutes left. He suddenly became determined and thought to himself.

"My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of Heaven."

"Xiaomei helped me so much, if I didn't trust her, how could I face her after school!"
"change!"

Having made up his mind, the boy once again wrote furiously, beginning to revise his answer.

High above the vast, dark heavens.

"Oh, you poor kid, you'll get a beating when you get home."

Zhang Ze sighed and shifted his gaze away from the sky above the primary school.

As he continued his wanderings across the continents, searching for the next person who would listen to him, he suddenly had a sudden thought.

Those so-called gifted people of the past might have only heard the delirious ramblings of Lolita's mother, Sizhou.

With this thought in mind, his thoughts began to settle.

Zhang Ze wondered if he could talk to this person.

(End of this chapter)