Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 460 - 292: Let the Whole World Remember My Name

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Chapter 460: Chapter 292: Let the Whole World Remember My Name

Zhang Ze really doesn’t know who Xiao Teng is.

He’s been very busy these past few days, always acting as a sparring partner for people.

Immortal cultivation is not just about fighting; it’s also about social politics.

The Six Sects find it convenient with him, so he should give back a little. For the past few days, people have been coming here with invitations from Old Tang to meet Zhang Ze.

They wish to spar and discuss the Way with him.

Most of them, like Zhuge, come with pure intentions, simply wanting to spar with Zhang Ze.

Of course, there are also those like Lu Ning with ulterior motives.

However, no matter what thoughts people harbor, after enjoying sparring with Zhang Ze, they’ve all decided that they’ve made a committed friend in Zhang Ze.

There’s nothing they can do; Zhang Ze’s service is just too good.

Firstly, Zhang Ze is really tough, you could say rock-solid, and breaking through his defense at the same level is a difficult task.

So when sparring with Zhang Ze, there’s no need to hold back; it’s very liberating to fight.

Secondly, because Zhang Ze has learned a wide variety of techniques, anyone can receive detailed services from him and even supports special customization.

Whether it’s half Sword Sect, skipping Dragon Tiger Mountain, adding more Buddhist Sect, or doubling up on Beast Taming Sect with no Spirit Fusion Technique allowed, all those detailed requirements can be met.

Very considerate.

Finally, and most crucially, because Zhang Ze is so outlandish, people don’t feel any disappointment after losing.

It’s not because they’re too lax in their cultivation, but because Zhang Ze is simply too strange.

In short, after these few bustling days, with Old Tang’s connections, Zhang Ze has basically met all the other Five Sects as well as some small sect geniuses like Xu Lin.

While they might not have become close at first sight, at least they got acquainted.

Including the new Xinhe United Victory that Junior Sister organized, Zhang Ze could say that he now has friends all over the Four Continents.

Because it was all orchestrated by Old Tang, this Old Tang’s meticulously selected meeting didn’t include Xiao Teng.

Seeing Zhang Ze ask, Old Tang leisurely said, "A small character, the Hundred Demons Sect believes he is their Heavenly Destiny Person."

After hearing this, Zhang Ze spat out a mouthful of tea, "Now you’re telling me, how should I handle that’s what you’re saying huh?"

Old Tang waved his hand, "I told you, he’s not important. When the time comes, you can handle it however you like; what’s important is you."

Getting up from his chair, Old Tang came over next to Zhang Ze and patted his shoulder, "Stay true to yourself, that’s all."

After speaking, Old Tang waved his hand, indicating there was no need to see him out, and then he leisurely walked away.

After Old Tang left, Chen Qin wandered in from outside, "What did Taoist say to you?"

"Nothing much, just the usual riddles, why, do you need something?" Zhang Ze asked.

"In a bit, I’m going to Spirit Deer Valley with Sister Qi and the others, are you coming?"

"Sure, oh, by the way, do you know this Xiao Teng?" Zhang Ze casually mentioned.

"Yes, he’s from the Hundred Demons Sect, why?" Chen Qin answered.

Zhang Ze, "...aside from you, who else knows about this?"

Chen Qin, "Not many, only close and trustworthy people: Fuji, Lily, Xiaoxue, Sister Qi, and..."

"Ahem." Zhang Ze lightly coughed, "Alright, don’t say any more, it’s impolite to continue..."

"Oh, then let’s head to Spirit Deer Valley."

Even though Zhang Ze had an odd expression, Junior Sister didn’t ask further; she took Zhang Ze’s hand and led him outside.

...

On Old Tang’s side, after leaving, he arrived atop a mountain ridge where the view was excellent, overlooking the entire plain. He sat cross-legged, gazing down at the Qinghe Association grounds in the gentle breeze.

A small blade of grass sprouted next to Old Tang, and Xiaoxue said, "Why don’t you just tell Zhang Ze the truth, why hide it from him?"

"The dynamics of fate are subtle and mysterious; some things lose their power when spoken of, telling him too early would only harm him."

"What if Zhang Ze makes the wrong choice then?" Xiaoxue asked.

"Then I, Taoist, will take the blame; at worst, one life for another. Although this started because of the Hundred Demons Sect, it was indeed my suggestion to involve Zhang Ze."

"Don’t worry, Taoist, it won’t come to that." Xiaoxue comforted.

"Just saying, I, Taoist, cherish my life the most; without full confidence, how dare I place a bet."

Old Tang flipped his hand, revealing a wordless golden talisman in his palm, he looked at it for a moment and then put it away.

"Are the oranges ready?" Old Tang trusted Zhang Ze but seemed less confident with Xiaoxue, so he asked again.

"All ready, I’ve been exhausted lately. By the way, should we call Shi Xiu back? I’m worried he might get used to pretending to be a woman and can’t go back."

Old Tang counted on his fingers and then shook his head, "Wait a bit longer."

"Okay."

Xiaoxue submerged back into the ground, vanishing without a trace.

In the Medicine King Valley’s encampment, Shi Xiu, still playing the little girl from the Li Family, was sitting in the courtyard, daydreaming.

Today, under the pretense of visiting a new sister she’d met, she came here.

Because without Xiao Teng pestering him, he managed to find some peace, although once he thought about having to go back later, he felt a headache.

A strand of blue hair fell down, and he subconsciously used his little finger to tuck it behind his ear, then positioned his hand toward the oranges on the table in a dainty manner.

But as soon as his hand reached halfway, he stopped, looking at his slender fingers. Startled, like touching something unclean, he shook his hand and then grabbed the orange with manly resolve.

Just as he was about to peel the orange, Xiaoxue’s face appeared on it, "Taoist said to bear with it a little while longer."