Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 449 - 288: Junior Sister Said, "Make One for Me Too

Chapter 449: Chapter 288: Junior Sister Said, "Make One for Me Too

I don’t know if it’s meme pollution or just a convention.

Swords usually look stranger the faster they can cut people.

Especially those that look like branches, generally symbolizes a powerful person, a casual jab can rival a thousand warriors, a swipe can shatter the void.

Moreover, the users are often unique, typically those with a hat, riding a cyan ox or an old donkey, a jug of muddy wine, strolling leisurely in the smoky rain, the epitome of coolness.

Zhang Ze imagined himself like that.

Haha, looks so cool.

Thinking of this, he gently swung the Divine Sword Jiu Ke in his hand. Then immediately stepped back half a step, covering his face with his hand to prevent himself from being countered by that void-shattering slash.

However, nothing happened, and the swing only left an ordinary swooshing sound.

"What are you doing?" his mother-in-law said speechlessly.

"Testing the power of the divine weapon, didn’t you say this is a divine sword?"

Zhang Ze swung again twice, this time injecting some spiritual qi, but unfortunately, there was still no reaction.

"Divine weapon refers to the material of this thing, not necessarily how the branch... sword would behave; it’s not meant for cutting people." Mo Jingchun took the Divine Sword Jiu Ke back from Zhang Ze.

"Then it’s..." Before Zhang Ze could finish, Mo Jingchun hit him.

The branch whipped on his backside, but Zhang Ze’s mind suddenly cleared, dissipating all distractions as if he was about to reach enlightenment the next second.

"It’s meant to hit deities; no matter how high one’s cultivation is, getting hit will touch the mind."

Mo Jingchun threw the sword back to Zhang Ze, "Afraid you’ll mess around, I set a restriction on the sword, so the power you felt was its current state."

Zhang Ze pouted, thinking to himself that it’s boring, what use is this.

Seeing Zhang Ze’s expression, Mo Jingchun explained, "Use it with your broken fist technique; holding this sword, you should be able to achieve the effects of your punches. How can a disciple of the Sword Sect practice punching every day?"

Understanding the explanation, Zhang Ze, even if still a bit disappointed, didn’t complain much; casually, he asked, "This ancient-looking, mysterious sword, is it from an ancient secret realm or a relic of the previous dynasty?"

"You’re overthinking; it’s not from the previous dynasty, but from the day before yesterday." Mo Jingchun looked at Zhang Ze.

"Eh?"

"The Sect Leader refined it a while ago. Regarding those ancient swords you mentioned, there are indeed some in the Main Pavilion. If you want to see them, just go there, but don’t touch; those are old pieces that can’t stand any trouble, breaking them would lead to being buried alive."

Hearing this, Zhang Ze lowered his head to caress the branch, thinking that the Sect Leader might not have returned home yet just to make this sword for him.

"Since it’s new, what’s the meaning behind the name Jiu Ke? Is it to take ’intoxicated singing and fleeting life’?" Zhang Ze’s curiosity was piqued, so he asked again.

Seeing Zhang Ze with so many questions, Mo Jingchun took the branch from him again, then retrieved a jug of cheap medicinal wine from Medicine King Valley and splashed it on the branch.

"Turn around."

"Oh."

Whoosh, a wind-breaking sound, and Zhang Ze jumped to the door holding his backside.

"Dip the branch in wine, the more you whip, the more forceful, understood?"

"Understood." Zhang Ze grinned in agony.

He had reasons to suspect that the so-called Divine Sword Jiu Ke made by the pavilion was even crafted just to whip him.

"If you understand, go back, do what you’re supposed to do."

"As you command, disciple."

Taking the Divine Sword, Zhang Ze stopped talking, swiftly exited the courtyard, and after getting far away, began humming while swinging the branch toward the mountain.

His emotions came and went quickly, now he’s already fantasizing about reverse-riding a divine donkey, swinging the branch in a solo fight against a thousand troops.

Mo Jingchun watched Zhang Ze’s cheerful back, shaking his head.

Thinking to himself, regardless of how old a man is, he’s always like a child.

Initially suggested making it look like an iron whip or blunt heavy sword, but his wife insisted that the branch look is the best, Zhang Ze would definitely like it.

What’s so novel about a branch.

"Hope this sword never sees a time when it needs to be truly used," Mo Jingchun sighed.

...

Whether Old Ascender was playing big games or not, Zhang Ze, upon receiving the Divine Sword, wasted no time preparing his outfit.

The jug, tattered clothes, and hat were all readily available; only the mount troubled Zhang Ze.

Though Spirit Deer Valley was accessible, coincidentally, there were no oxen nor donkeys brought this time.

The only thing barely counting as a mount were those fully grown Little Qilins, but these Qilins were too flamboyant, making them not refined enough; overall, it felt more like a monkey riding a camel, a page game paying elite’s vibe.

"Lily, are you here?" Zhang Ze shouted toward his small courtyard in Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

"Not here!" Lily’s chirping voice echoed from the backyard.

"More money!"

"I’m here. Boss, what would you like?" Lily pushed open the door of her secret lab, coming out with a dusty face.

Not only her, even Maomao was the same.

"What happened to you two?" Zhang Ze asked.

"It’s nothing, nothing, don’t mind, boss what do you need?" Lily waved mysteriously.

"Help me make some equipment, just make them sturdy, and then attach these Heavenly Illusion Pendants here, here, and here, tone down the special effects, don’t block my face."

Zhang Ze took out a just-drawn design, explaining it to Lily.

"This..." Lily scratched her head looking at the outfit Zhang Ze designed for her, "This seems too plain, boss listen, put two dragon heads on the shoulders, add three pairs of wings on the back, I’m telling you, absolutely invincible."