Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 150 - 148: No Need to Offer Oneself

Chapter 150: Chapter 148: No Need to Offer Oneself

"My voice is loud because it’s loud!"

"Everywhere is the great path to the heavens, and wherever I go, the great path to the heavens is with me!"

"If something disturbs my mind, I won’t look at it! If it doesn’t disturb my mind, I’ll look for a while! I won’t look at what disturbs my mind for a very long time!"

"The Five Gates and Eight Sects, there are Five Gates and also Eight Sects!"

"One less than the Six Gates, one more than the Four Gates! Two less than the Ten Sects, three more than the Five Sects!"

"Whose rivers and lakes! With a third of my Sword Qi, I’ll snuff out your candles!"

"Treating losing as a blessing, let me feed you till you’re full, from midnight to noon!"

"Let the scorching sun burn away your impure Qi, and your impure Qi be burnt by the scorching sun!"

"Open the gate of heaven, with one sword! Ah! One sword opens the gate of heaven..."

Zhang San, after a long period of testing his voice, realized that although he could now combine his Qi Gang with the Forty-Eight Layers Tower, the effect was entirely ’My voice is loud because it’s loud,’ and there was no additional support.

Although he found some Runes to integrate into it, only a few Runes could be blended in, not all, which meant that sometimes the words he shouted might suddenly be very powerful, but more often than not, the power was quite average.

Furthermore, due to the different consumption of Qi in the process, it was also difficult to control.

Indeed, catching the enemy off guard is a form of attack, but the biggest problem with shouting like this is that it strains the throat.

It seems that my research on Runes is still inadequate.

"Kong Yuting, thank you, although it wasn’t very successful, there has been some progress. But as for the Runes, I need to do more research later on."

Hearing what Zhang San said, Kong Yuting immediately took out a thick volume from her Storage Ring and handed it to Zhang San.

"This is the Rune volume of our Pure Stream Sword Sect. Inside, besides the Runes left behind by our founder, there are also the Runes we’ve discovered over the years and the research and analysis on them."

Zhang San looked at the thick volume in his hands, and then glanced at Kong Yuting’s leg.

You could have taken it out earlier!

If you had taken it out earlier, would I have almost had to lie on your leg just to see the Runes clearly?

But after all, she was helping him and had given him such a precious gift, so Zhang San naturally hurried to say thank you.

"Zhang San, if you really want to thank me, could you do me a favor?"

Zhang San, curious, asked, "Now that you’re a powerful practitioner in the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sect Master of Pure Stream Sword Sect, what do you need my help with?"

"I want to avenge my father and the other members of our Sect!"

As she said the last four words, ’avenge my father and the other members of our Sect,’ Kong Yuting spoke through clenched teeth.

Zhang San knew that the ones Kong Yuting wanted to take revenge on were the Mysterious Soldiers Sect and the Corpse Nether Sect.

"You should know that I am actually from the Town Martial Office, not a member of the Heavenly Punishment Sect ..."

Kong Yuting nodded slightly, waiting for Zhang San to continue.

"My friend and I, we’re actually from the Town Martial Office. But I have a top-secret mission, and later I will find a way to infiltrate the Heavenly Punishment Sect. That is to say, sometimes, I can influence both the Town Martial Office and the Heavenly Punishment Sect at the same time."

"I understand your desire for revenge, but you must also realize, whether you act on your own or lead the members of Pure Stream Sword Sect against those two Sects, it is all considered infighting among the martial path Sects, and the Town Martial Office will inevitably intervene to suppress it!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Yuting bowed her head.

Although she desired revenge, she did not wish to become Zhang San’s enemy.

"However, if the Town Martial Office makes a move against the Mysterious Soldiers Sect or the Corpse Nether Sect, and you help, the situation will be different. Of course, you also have to consider how other martial path Sects will see Pure Stream Sword Sect afterward; whether they will say that you are the dogs of the Imperial Court."

"Additionally, if you can secretly gather some evidence of the misdeeds carried out by the Mysterious Soldiers Sect and the Corpse Nether Sect, and deliver these to the Heavenly Punishment Sect, they will also make a move!"

"You... understand what I mean, right?"

With Zhang San’s guidance, Kong Yuting’s thoughts suddenly became clear.

"Of course, this approach definitely isn’t as satisfying as taking revenge with your own hands! But you have to realize that this is actually the safest option for the Pure Stream Sword Sect. You are not only your father’s daughter, but also the Sect Master of the Pure Stream Sword Sect. You must consider the deceased, but also those who are still alive."

Upon hearing this, Kong Yuting nodded repeatedly.

"Zhang San, thank you."

At this moment, Kong Yuting was so moved that she was nearly brought to tears.

Because she knew that Zhang San’s words were not mere perfunctory, but he was truly trying to help her.

"Zhang San, if you don’t disdain it, I am willing to give myself to you."

Zhang San waved his hands repeatedly.

"Life is long, there are many ways to repay someone, it doesn’t have to be through marrying."

Kong Yuting, being rarely bold, decided to continue being bold, moved closer to Zhang San and said gently, "I know I may not be worthy of you now, so I can be your concubine. Rest assured, I won’t be jealous if you marry someone else. I can even help you with the dowry!"

Zhang San immediately changed the subject.

"I will join the Heavenly Punishment Sect later on; it is a top-secret mission given to me by the Town Martial Office. Only a very few people inside the Town Martial Office know about it, not even Fang, who came here with me, is aware. You might not be able to talk about it outside!"

Kong Yuting knew that by changing the topic, Zhang San was actually rejecting her.

But the fact that Zhang San was willing to share such a secret with her still made her very happy.

"Alright, I see it’s already getting light outside. I have troubled you for an entire night, and I do feel rather embarrassed. Thank you."

That night, although Zhang San’s understanding of Runes was limited, the idea of combining the Forty-Eight Layers Tower, Runes, and Refining Qi into Gang had opened a brand new door for him.

Zhang San believed that, given time, once he mastered the way of the Rune, he would potentially be able to unleash a power through the Forty-Eight Layers Tower that was not weaker than the power the Pharaoh exerted through the Twelve Layers Tower.

"Thank me for what, we are friends. Although... we are not fated for each other now. I am willing to wait for you."

Zhang San smiled, pretending not to understand, and stood up ready to leave.

Kong Yuting also stood up and followed Zhang San down from the small attic.

However, as Zhang San went downstairs, he did not notice the tear that glistened in the corner of Kong Yuting’s eye behind him.

Of course, he also didn’t notice that a slender hand extended from behind the nape of Kong Yuting’s neck, wiping away the tear from the corner of her eye.

Indeed, Kong Yuting had become stronger because of the Red Pill.

But her body had also undergone a transformation, as the third hand she initially had merged into her back.

Currently, she could not fully control this hand on her back.

Although when the hand was not extended, she looked no different from a normal woman.

But a third hand, out of control, was still somewhat terrifying to many people.

"No need to see me out, I will just go back with Fang in a while. If you are grateful to me, write a commendation letter to send to the Town Martial Office, maybe I’ll even get a bonus."

Zhang San said half-jokingly, and then pushed open the first-floor door, stepping out.

But just as the door was opened, the cold edge of a sword pressed against Zhang San’s throat.