Who let him join the Sword Sect?!
Chapter 75 Madam Han Yao, Your House is About to Explode

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Madam Han Yao, Your House is About to Explode

The advantage of Fuji is that she’s willing to listen to reason.

Even if it’s Lily’s words, she would heed them.

So, this morning, after Lily mentioned that Cold City is dangerous, Little Fuji started observing the surroundings with great vigilance.

Using the method she had just learned a few days ago, she released some Demon Qi to bolster Lily’s courage.

Sure enough, she noticed a suspicious person.

That middle-aged cultivator, one of Lady Han Yao’s avatars.

It’s not the middle-aged cultivator’s fault; he hid well.

With a face that changes endlessly, he carries out all sorts of tasks for Lady Han Yao that require leaving.

He even has a legitimate identity to enter and exit the Sword Hall.

However, Fuji isn’t human, nor is she a normal demon.

While ordinary people identify a magical artifact by looking at its appearance, its array, its power, and the creator’s signature.

But Li identifies by smelling the scent, tasting the texture, feeling the saltiness just like Fuji.

Fuji has her own unconventional identification method; as soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Fuji felt uncomfortable.

She felt there was a rotting smell emanating from him, a smell only Fuji could detect.

So Fuji left a tiny filament on the man as a marker.

Then split out a small part of herself, which concealed its aura and quietly followed behind the middle-aged cultivator.

The tiny filament clinging to the robe’s sleeve had no smell, no spiritual power, no color, but in Fuji’s eyes, it was a beacon.

And this beacon led Fuji here.

Though Lady Han Yao is from the Hundred Demons Sect, she lacked some awareness of precautions when digging holes.

The floor wasn’t waterproof or theft-proof.

The front, back, upper, and sides of this Secret Realm were as solid as a fortress, but the bottom was hollow.

There might have been an array, but Fuji squeezed in nevertheless.

"I’m great, right? My senior brother said, there’s no one better than me at digging soil."

Fuji explained the whole situation using her own logic.

Then, unsurprisingly, Ling Qiliu and Ling Qiqi didn’t understand her.

Who is Lily, and who is Zhang Ze? They had no idea.

It wasn’t until Fuji mentioned that she was a disciple of the Sword Sect that the two sisters got excited.

They begged the petite but formidable Miss Fuji before them to take them out.

"We need to wait."

"The big one hasn’t arrived yet," said Little Fuji.

The sisters were still confused.

"What big one is coming?"

Just as the words came out, a blob of blue jelly-like substance seeped from the dirt at the sisters’ feet, like an entrance.

"The big one is here!"

"This way."

Little Fuji jumped in with a splat and disappeared.

Ling Qiliu and Ling Qiqi had never seen such a thing before, so they hesitated to enter.

After a moment, two Fuijis, one large and one small, popped their heads out of the jelly.

"Hurry, my main body is too big; if I stay long, the serpent will notice," said the larger Fuji.

"Quick, quick," the smaller one urged hastily.

Ling Qiliu recalled her elder sister’s usual demeanor, thought about what she would do, then hugged her sister who had reverted to original form and jumped in.

Ling Qiliu slid down a passageway.

Upon entering, she saw clearly that the passageway was the arm of an even larger Fuji.

This was what Little Fuji meant by the big one arriving; they were inside the body of the big Fuji.

"Let’s go home."

Splat, yet another Fuji about the size of a normal person split from the main body and spoke to the sisters.

She pulled out a storage ring from somewhere, opened and rummaged through it, then took out several kinds of food to hand to the stunned Ling family sisters.

Ling Qiliu reached out to take the dried fruit without thinking, finding it hard to trust her ears.

"Go home, home...home!"

Ling Qiliu suddenly realized, and shouted, "Five Rams Slope, that monster is going to Five Rams Slope, big sister and mom!"

Fuji pressed Ling Qiliu’s shoulders, calming her down, "Don’t worry, my senior brother is also in Cold City."

"Let me tell you, my senior brother is super powerful, he’s blown up demon caves even bigger than this."

"As long as he’s around, all will be well."

Ling Qiliu still couldn’t comprehend, but she felt at ease.

At some point, the sister in her arms, Ling Qiqi, had fallen asleep.

And Fuji’s masterful, majestic, peerless senior brother was currently being interrogated.

"I’ll explain one last time, I really didn’t take it, it jumped into my pocket by itself."

"When? How would I know? I didn’t pay attention."

"If you didn’t mention it, I wouldn’t even know this thing was on me."

"Junior Sister, please explain for me."

"Li, stop drooling, you can’t eat this, and it’s not mine."

"Master Huixuan, you have to believe me, I’m really not that kind of person, Zhang Ze."

"Qi Wu, believe me, Qi Wu, if you believe me, just spin around."

In the courtyard of the Taoist Temple, several people surrounded Zhang Ze, listening to his explanation.

After leaving the Secret Realm, the abnormalities of the Taoist Temple suddenly disappeared, and everyone saw each other’s true faces clearly.

The Big Black Monk found his master, while the old man was sent away by Zhang Ze with silver.

By the way, the Big Black Monk’s Dharma name is Hui Ming.

Ling Qiwu was chosen as the representative after discussions among the sisters.

How to say, the so-called representative is just to go along and check the situation.

Qi Yi needs to take care of her younger sisters, Qi Er is too noisy, Qi San talks too much, Qi Si doesn’t know anything and is even justified all day long.

So the most peaceful-tempered Qi Wu was pushed out.

And the matter they were inquiring about was why the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror was in Zhang Ze’s hands.

Honestly, Zhang Ze wanted to know too.

He had just been looking for the Sound Transmission Jade, and his hand touched a hard object. When he pulled it out, he found it was the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror.

Although it had shrunk to palm-size, the style and patterns were identical to the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror that had just drawn everyone in.

He really didn’t know when this mirror had sneaked into his pocket.

Listening to Zhang Ze’s powerless explanation, Chen Qin tilted her head and thought for a while, "I believe Senior Brother."

Hearing these words, Zhang Ze instantly felt it was all worth it.

At the crucial moment, the junior sister still believed in him, this junior sister really has grown!

Then, he heard Chen Qin’s following words, "If Senior Brother took it, he would have made up a story for us, rather than arguing here."

Zhang Ze was silent, but more importantly, Li and the little monk were nodding along.

"Indeed, Donor Chen makes sense." Hui Xuan clasped his hands together.

"No problem with that." Li nodded.

Alright then.

As long as the misunderstanding is resolved, it’s fine, Zhang Ze comforted himself.

"So about this mirror?" Zhang Ze asked Ling Qiwu who was hiding behind a stone.

"You keep it for now, it’s fine... We’ll talk again when Mother wakes up." Feeling the stone was too small, Ling Qiwu rolled to hide behind a larger rock.

At this moment, Hui Xuan suddenly began to speak, "Since this mirror is temporarily under Donor’s keep, there’s one more thing you need to know."

Zhang Ze looked at Hui Xuan, and before he could continue, he already understood what he meant.

"You mean, it’s best not to use it to reflect people, especially masters?"

Hui Xuan smiled, "You deserve to be called a Donor."

"This mirror is somewhat strange, the spell inside is related to the Buddhist Sect’s use of the Profound Identification Spell."

"More so, the Mirror Protection Array outside uses Dragon Tiger Mountain’s Taoist Art."

"Imprisoning evil might not be its true purpose, but..."

"Is the next part ’Buddha says, it can’t be spoken’?" Zhang Ze had already figured out Hui Xuan’s style.

What Hui Xuan wants to say is always straight to the point, never prevaricating.

When it’s something he doesn’t want to say, he circles around like other monks, all riddles.

Certainly, Hui Xuan doesn’t know many riddles, just those few tricks.

Hui Xuan nodded, "Yes."

Zhang Ze planned to do this anyway, he dared not use this mirror recklessly.

If it reflects someone like Lin Feng or the little monk, then it’s really troubling.

Either an enemy shows up with a sudden rise by three levels.

Or an evil demon is difficult for even a true Buddha to suppress.

Overall, all are disasters.

Just as he continued to think, Lily contacted him first.

"Boss, I did a great job!"

"Let me tell you about it..."

Listening to Lily boasting and explaining the situation, Zhang Ze opened the system.

Indeed, the task [Qi Liu Qi Qi] was completed, though he hadn’t received a prompt.

"You wait there a bit, we’ll be over soon."

Zhang Ze put down the Sound Transmission Jade and asked Hui Xuan, "Would the young master have an interest in accompanying me on a trip?"

"What’s up?" Though questioning, looking at the little monk’s expression, the answer was clearly understood.

"Rescue people, then blow up that Demon Cave." Zhang Ze rubbed his wrist.

"Okay, I like that." Hui Xuan stretched his shoulder.