Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 701 - 370: Zhang Ze Might Be the White Emperor, But the White Emperor Is Unlikely

Zhang Ze pushed aside Maomao, who was stoking the fire, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip while looking at Lily.

"I'm not human? Then what am I?"

"You're a demon, I suspect you're this one." Lily rummaged through her pocket and pulled out an old piece of parchment, displaying it in front of Zhang Ze.

The parchment, aged with a soak in black tea, had a strong tea fragrance, and at the corner, there was a small stamp that read 'Travel Souvenir'.

This was a contract of the White Emperor's Alliance, available in gift shops at three for ten bucks, and for a little more money, you could take a picture with an actor dressed as the Emperor of Dongqi and the White Emperor.

"Why are you showing me this?" Zhang Ze asked.

"I suspect you're the White Emperor!" Lily handed over the White Emperor's Alliance.

Zhang Ze took the mock-aged contract of the White Emperor's Alliance, turned it over, and indeed saw an image of Lily wearing a dragon robe.

It seemed that the child-sized dragon robe wasn't available that day, so Lily was wearing an adult-size one. She stood on a small stool, holding a jade seal like a monkey riding a camel, and took a commemorative photo with the actor playing the White Emperor beside her.

The actor playing the White Emperor was incredibly white - hair, eyebrows, clothes, even eyes, all white. Honestly, Zhang Ze thought that replacing this White Emperor with a snowman wouldn't make much difference.

But that's quite normal, considering that even the Demon Race didn't know what the White Emperor looked like, so they could only interpret it literally as an old demon that was very white.

Besides this alliance and White Emperor City, only a few words about the White Emperor exist in the world.

There are no tales of exaggerations spread around.

Zhang Ze held the alliance and made no comment, gesturing for Lily to continue.

"Look, I'll analyze it for you. Your hometown in your past life was White Jade County, there's 'white' in White Jade County, and there's 'white' in White Emperor City, isn't that quite a coincidence?

"Moreover, considering you were erased from the history of Dongqi and the Human Race, I suspect you definitely had a falling out with that Xiao Qingyun or whatever the founding emperor was named.

"After all, being with an emperor is like being with a tiger, and two tigers can't coexist on one mountain unless one is male and the other female.

"I guess after a fierce struggle, you traveled thousands of miles to the north, established your own empire, and transformed from human to demon, in short, a demon hybrid.

"Later, that Xiao Qingyun found he couldn't defeat you, so he signed a non-aggression pact with you, the White Emperor's Alliance.

"So, boss, you must be the White Emperor."

Lily confidently deduced.

Zhang Ze silently looked at Lily, and after a moment said, "First of all, I don't think I'm the White Emperor, and secondly, you made two mistakes."

"First, when the White Emperor's Alliance was signed, Xiao Qingyun and the White Emperor were already dead. When they were alive, there were no Void Refining Cultivators in the world, how could they have possibly signed a future alliance? The White Emperor's Alliance is just a borrowed name.

"Second, I probably did not have a falling out with Xiao Qingyun, and the White Emperor is female."

Zhang Ze had actually considered the idea of himself being the White Emperor for a while.

All the clues he obtained during his northern journey indicated a strong connection with the northern Demon Race.

However, when Zhang Ze, carrying this speculation, found Bai Tao, he received a negative answer.

"Your reasoning is quite logical, but it's unlikely you're the White Emperor because the White Emperor is female. My aunt personally told me that."

The aunt Bai Tao referred to was that Demon Venerable, Sister Yu.

Zhang Ze felt he didn't have a penchant for cross-dressing, so he dismissed this speculation.

"That's the situation; I'm male, the White Emperor is female, so being the White Emperor is impossible for me." Zhang Ze returned the mock-aged White Emperor's Alliance to Lily.

"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing." Zhang Ze pointed at the White Emperor's Alliance and said to Lily.

"You paid too much for this. Over at East Mushroom Valley, not only are the photos half the price, but they'll also give you the dragon robe in the end."

Lily, "..."

Lily's face instantly fell at the thought of losing money akin to cutting off flesh, squirming in place and making sounds that seemed uncomfortable.

But after twisting around a bit, Lily spoke again.

She hadn't forgotten that matter.

"Then, if you're not the White Emperor, boss, then you must be Qiangliang, otherwise, why would the shadow of that Qiangliang fuse with your Golden Core?

"Anyway, you must have been a demon!"

Lily, for some inexplicable reason today, was determined to say Zhang Ze was from the Demon Race.

And regarding the matter of Qiangliang...

Zhang Ze wasn't entirely sure either.

The Black Tiger Profound Pattern found in that ice cave of Qiangliang's shadow matched exactly with the one on his own coffin.

There must be some connection between them.

Just then, the recording of Sister Yu's image started again from the beginning.

Sister Yu entered the frame and said, [Hey, hey, hey, is that Brother Qiang?]

The message was meant for Qiangliang...

'Could it be that in my past life I really was boiled into soup?' Zhang Ze thought about the giant skeleton above White Emperor City in Arli's stomach.

Not to mention, that bone was really quite white.

If boiled into soup, it would surely be delicious.

Lily saw Zhang Ze spacing out again and thought he was concocting more excuses to refute her astonishing discovery, so she got up and ran out, starting to gather people.

She was preparing to hold a multi-session tribunal for Zhang Ze.

After gathering people who knew the inside story and happened to be free, Lily initiated a discussion on whether Zhang Ze was male or female, human or demon, Brother Qiang or the White Emperor.

All the while interspersed with the sound of Maomao running back and forth with a food bowl.

Bai Tao sat in the corner, looking a bit listless, probably due to being too tired recently. She sipped her specially-made medicinal soup and said