Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 484 - 300: In spring, plant a Zhang Ze; in autumn, deduct 100 years of Li’s salary

Chapter 484: Chapter 300: In spring, plant a Zhang Ze; in autumn, deduct 100 years of Li’s salary

Chen Qianhu stood on the shoreline, gazing at the dark sea.

Though night had fallen, to him, there was no difference between day and night. As long as he wished, he could ’see’ everything around him.

The breath of sandworms, the breaking of bubbles, the gentle rustle of sea breeze passing through wild bird feathers — all these he could see, hear, and perceive in detail.

The world had transformed into a different form in his eyes.

A form that mortals and low-tier cultivators could neither understand nor imagine.

Soon, Chen Qianhu discovered something interesting.

It wasn’t Xiao Yilong, but a fish.

A fat giant carp lay on the shore, wriggling and flopping actively.

It had become stranded.

This fish was immensely fat, its scales gleaming with a silvery light under the moonlight, its mouth opening and closing as if speaking.

Looking at this fish, he had an idea.

As the saying goes, "If you are not family, you won’t enter the same door."

Whatever quirks Zhang Ze had, Chen Qianhu likely shared them; otherwise, he wouldn’t find Zhang Ze so agreeable.

But now he was older, necessitating a certain steadiness, and usually spent his days at the Main Pavilion drinking tea and folding paper, leaving him no place to vent his thoughts even if he had them.

Now, away from home, Old Ascender also found himself itching for action.

"Fish, fish, why are you here?"

Chen Qianhu stepped forward, flicked the fat fish with his foot, and lightly kicked it, letting it float up.

The big carp stared with lifeless eyes, gazing fixatedly at Chen Qianhu, saying nothing.

Old Ascender and the fish stared at each other for a moment, sighing, deeming it less amusing than Zhang Ze, and let the fish land back on his foot.

Then he gently lifted his leg and softly sent the big carp back into the sea.

"Off you go, don’t come ashore next time."

After doing his first good deed of the night, Chen Qianhu continued to search for Xiao Yilong hidden nearby, hands tucked in his sleeves.

...

Beneath the sand, Xiao Yilong’s divine soul condensed into a small pearl, hidden beside a deceased sandworm.

He dared not move, not a bit, not daring to climb out of this small sand pit, then attach himself like a parasite to a sea fish and escape.

He was sure that as long as he dared move, Chen Qianhu would appear behind him and softly say.

"I see you."

Severely injured, with only half a fragment of his soul remaining, Xiao Yilong couldn’t help but ponder what had gone wrong.

The plan seemed so smooth; the Sect Leader, the Imperial Banner, everyone had been plotting for so long. The convergence of time, place, and people should have ensured success.

As promised, he should have become the second in the world, receiving unparalleled glory, but why did it turn out like this...

He had no answer, for his memory, like his divine soul, was half missing, and the memories remaining began to recede like the tide.

Even the way back to the Hundred Demons Sect’s Main Helm was forgotten by him.

As he continued to ponder, the half of his soul left began to unravel piece by piece, mysteriously about to dissolve into the sea.

Slowly awaiting death, that was all it was.

Just as Xiao Yilong was about to forget who he was, he suddenly noticed the sea sand above his head being unearthed by plump, rounded lips.

It was a carp.

A carp had dug him out.

Xiao Yilong looked at the carp, his mind twitching slightly.

"This is the sea... The water is salty, why would there be a carp?" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Even in the dark seabed, the large carp’s scales shimmered with a silvery light, and with a big gulp, it swallowed Xiao Yilong’s divine soul into its belly.

...

On the beach.

Chen Qianhu suddenly sensed some anomaly, as if the night breeze lifted a light gauze, misplaced logic being corrected.

At the shore? Why was there a stranded carp?

Especially one so ordinary, with nothing out of the ordinary about it.

The lack of abnormality was the biggest anomaly; why hadn’t he suspected anything just now?

By logic, he shouldn’t have made such a basic mistake, unless someone had influenced him with casting.

But to sway the thoughts of a Mahayana Cultivator, only another Mahayana Cultivator could do it.

Chen Qianhu turned, swinging his sword.

He cut through the sea.

Xiao Yilong’s aura leaked out momentarily but soon vanished without a trace once more.

Under the moonlight, Chen Qianhu saw a flash of silver — it was that fat fish.

The once flawless fish scales bore a wound, the fat fish twisted once and retreated into deeper waters.

Chen Qianhu stepped forward, chasing after it.

...

Sword Sect.

In a small courtyard, the stars glittered overhead, and snoring rumbled like thunder nearby.

Zhang Ze yawned, enviously looking at Li, who was still snoring away, and continued the earlier conversation.

"I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve become more sensitive. Just now, I felt the Sect Leader seemed to have taken action, though I don’t know who against... But it was just for a moment, now the Sect Leader’s aura has vanished again."

"It wasn’t like this before; ever since I touched that Dong State’s fortune, things have become this way. I hope it’s not some illness." Zhang Ze wondered aloud.

Sitting quietly by the side, listening, Chen Qin glanced at the untroubled Zhang Ze, suddenly recalling her senior’s ominous words, and raised her hand.

"Mom, should we send someone to check on Dad?"

Mo Jingchun dismissed it, "Why check on him? It’s not like he’ll get lost."

She trusted her old partner’s strength; Mo Jingchun didn’t believe anyone could hurt Chen Qianhu, and besides, Chen Qianhu didn’t have the habit of long wanderings away from home like Tang did.