Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 504 - 306: The Master Who Became a Bandit in Luocheng_3

Chapter 504: Chapter 306: The Master Who Became a Bandit in Luocheng_3

We need to think of a solution, after all, I’m still the magistrate here, even though this magistrate position was bought.]

[Seventy-first year of South Korea, June 15

This broken place is insanely poor, not just barren mountains and rivers, there aren’t even any unruly locals.

I wanted to leech off them, but there’s nothing to find.

We need to think of a way to develop some core industries here.

I’ll think about it.]

[Seventy-first year of South Korea, June 16

Bro, I’m truly a genius, if there are no unruly locals, then let’s create some.

Our ancestors have already written the script, in times of chaos, when is a better time to become bandits?

First, find a way to solve the food problem, wait until the peddler comes again, I’ll ask him about it.]

[Seventy-first year of South Korea, July 1

Isn’t life getting better now?

Under my brilliant leadership, today marked the first triumphant victory in this county.

Luckily, I have cultivation, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to handle those loose cultivator bandits that suddenly appeared.

However, doesn’t turning robbery into salvation go against the original intent?

Whatever, the process doesn’t matter, it’s the results we should focus on.

Good thing there are few people in our city, these bandits’ merchant supplies should last for a while.

But we shouldn’t exhaust this resource, I need to negotiate with those merchants to see if we can collaborate.]

...

Zhang Ze continued flipping through the pages of this amazing county magistrate’s diary, the later entries weren’t as frequent as before, but they did record various major events.

In short, under the leadership of this brilliant and heroic county magistrate, the tension among the Ten Kingdoms grew ever tighter. But the days in White Jade County got better daily, flourishing.

White Jade County’s prosperity largely relied on intermittently breaking the law under the county magistrate’s lead, along with occasional acts of chivalry.

After all, the ways to make money are written into the criminal code.

As life got better and due to its secluded location, far from the flames of war, White Jade County instead became an earthly paradise.

After luring and befriending several local minor cultivator sects, gathering large numbers of refugees and bankrupt merchants, and even some sensible members of the Demon Race.

White Jade County has essentially become an independent entity, though nominally it is part of South Korea.

Of course, the most important thing still is that the county magistrate formed a Golden Core.

This small Golden Core is more useful than anything.

Seven years have passed, during which the county magistrate, using the city as a base, becoming a bandit lord, rallying people from surrounding counties, continually encountered extraordinary adventures. Transforming from a small Qi Cultivation cultivator into a young Golden Core Ancestor.

The sects that previously allied with him have now essentially conceded his superiority.

The main aspect is, staying near a Golden Core, especially one who protects their own, really feels safe.

Now the situation is tense and everyone is mutually intimidating. Even if someone wants to mess with White Jade County, they’d have to think twice.

...

Zhang Ze read through the diary again from the beginning. During the reading process, he unconsciously began to merge with the memories from the past or those temporarily stored in the Illusion Realm.

He is assuming the identity and role of the Golden Core Ancestor in the Illusion Realm.

The Illusion Realm has undergone a change, and the nameless Golden Core Ancestor now has a name.

Zhang Ze.

Yet Zhang Ze himself did not notice any of this.

Just as he was pondering over the diary, a sudden noise erupted outside the courtyard, and a crowd of people surged into the compound.

Miss Su Ye looked at Zhang Ze somewhat apologetically, "Sir, I couldn’t stop them."

Before Zhang Ze could speak, a pale-faced and bearded man stepped into the dilapidated courtyard, "Sect Leader, were you hurt by those abominations?"

"Sir, I suspect that these abominations might be a skilled member of the Demon Race hired by Southern Chen. I have information..." A middle-aged man, who seemed like a clerk or merchant, respectfully reported to Zhang Ze.

"Big brother, I’ve always said none of those abominations are good beings, we should cut them all down, one comes chop one, two come chop a pair, three come..." A bare-chested obese man shouted at the front of the crowd like thunder.

"Cough, Fatty, can you not curse while behind me?" A tall thin cultivator from the Fox Race coughed lightly from behind the fatty.

"Hmph, you are not good stuff either, constantly tricking Master Pang," the fatty coldly snorted.

Looking at the chaotic crowd before him, Zhang Ze suddenly felt a sense of confusion.

"Quiet." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

As soon as Zhang Ze spoke, the yard immediately fell silent.

Listening to his own voice, Zhang Ze was momentarily stunned, but soon he adjusted his state.

The most important thing at the moment is to find his master and the Little Earth Immortal.

The scale of this Illusion Realm shouldn’t be too large. Now that I am the final boss-like figure in White Jade County, utilizing these subordinates to find my master should not be difficult.

"I’m fine here, you all..."

Just as Zhang Ze was about to issue commands, another person rushed into the courtyard.

"Big brother, big brother! The brothers have made a meritorious capture!" A chief constable-like figure dashed into the courtyard, knelt before Zhang Ze, and reported.

"Big brother, while searching the street, we caught an old man capable of witchcraft, he was just directing a Ghost Doll causing trouble on the street.

"Although that old man’s cultivation wasn’t great, his Body Technique was, and the Ghost Doll was particularly resilient. It was thanks to Taoist Liu’s intervention that we captured him."

The chief constable had a grin all over his face, looking proud of his deed.

However, listening to his delighted report, Zhang Ze’s sense of nostalgia since entering the Illusion Realm quickly faded away.

Not only did the nostalgia dissipate, but he now felt a bit cold sweat.

"Where is the elderly man now, did he say anything?" Zhang Ze asked, his voice slightly trembling.

"Hey, he’s already been locked up by the brothers, since the incident occurred among you, we suspected he might be a spy infiltrating our city."

The constable remained oblivious to Zhang Ze’s change in tone.

"He kept saying he was from the Sword Sect, even cursing you.

"Ha, how could that be? There’s no such sect called the Sword Sect in this world; this person is likely a spy from Southern Chen’s Meteor Sword Sect. Just awaiting your command to apply severe punishment, and viciously interrogate the old geezer."

Zhang Ze was already feeling breathless.

"So you haven’t tortured him yet, right?"

"Not yet, if you don’t give the command, we dare not act, it’s all according to protocol..." the constable said.

Zhang Ze sighed in relief, but the constable hadn’t finished speaking.

"No severe punishment yet, but we applied light punishment. The old man has been bound on a tiger bench after sealing his meridians.

"Oh, that Ghost Doll has been caged by me too."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze’s vision darkened, unsure whether to praise or curse the constable.

"Wait for me here, I’ll be right back, I’ll die..."

With those words, golden light swirled under Zhang Ze’s feet, and he vanished from the courtyard.

After Zhang Ze’s figure disappeared, the fatty scratched his bald head and looked at the Fox Race cultivator beside him, "Pointy ears, who do you think that old man is? Why does the big brother care so much?"

The Fox Demon ignored the fatty, instead turning to the still-confused constable, "Brother Xu, you might have caught the wrong person.

"That old man might truly know the master. So, my personal suggestion is you act sick for a few days and don’t go out." The Fox Demon advised.

"Ah, act sick to hide from big brother?"

"No, it’s to act sick to avoid that old man, to avoid embarrassment. After a while, go and apologize."

"How to apologize, Bai you gotta teach me."

"Do it like this..."

The fatty listened to the Fox Demon’s sly suggestion, coldly snorted, "Ha, pointy ears, truly a thousand tricks."