Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 702 - 370: Zhang Ze Might Be the White Emperor, But the White Emperor Is Unlikely_2

"There's a time discrepancy here, there must be some misunderstanding, the teacher can't be the White Emperor, nor can he be Qiangliang."

After Dongqi was unified, due to the peace in the world and the concentration of resources by the Eastern Qi Royal Family on the Six Sects, the realms of cultivators were continuously broken through, until they stalled at Mahayana at the end of Dongqi.

This was not achieved overnight, but through a very long process, driven by countless cultivators' gradual deductions, reaching where it is today.

Human Race, unlike the Demon Race, doesn't have longevity. By a stroke of fortune, the three Demon Venerables have managed to live until now, but Human Race cultivators couldn't.

Considering the time, if Zhang Ze was a Golden Core back then, even if he cultivated to the limit of cultivators at that time, he wouldn't have lived to see the first collapse of White Emperor City.

Moreover, Brother Qiang, though not as frequently seen as Sister Yu and Sister Wang, still left some traces.

The records of his early life are relatively thorough.

The records show that Zhang Ze and that Qiangliang were contemporaries.

[Qiangliang plagues Jiangyin, Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect Leader personally arrives, suppresses demons, subdues Qiangliang to Northern Territory, handed to the White Emperor's teaching]

Bai Tao rubbed her temples, recalling the stories heard from her aunt when she was a child.

The already deflated Li Yueqi hugged a green Single-Headed Taisui like a pillow and chimed in.

"So, Zhang Ze's identity in the Demon Race was probably the same as when he was in Dongqi.

"Always mysterious, helping that White Emperor to study these incomprehensible weird objects as an Artifact Refiner."

Li Yueqi pointed to the TV at the end of the long table, its screen still flickering with static.

She always thought this thing looked ugly.

In front of the TV, the egg-shaped Fuji was still staring at the static, engrossed.

"In my opinion, there's really no rush to uncover the truth of this matter." The optimistic Junior Sister petted Maomao's head, "Now that the siege of the Northern Territory Wall has been lifted, only the aurora remains.

"Elder Li is now investigating over there with Miemie, maybe the aurora will disappear in a few days, and when Sister Yu and the others emerge, we'll know everything."

"No, absolutely no. Something is definitely not right," Lily continued to complain, puzzled over Zhang Ze being a demon.

It's just a pity that he was alone and powerless to change people's minds.

In the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, every discussion ultimately ended in a draw.

Except for Zhang Ze himself, everyone wrote their opinions on paper, intending to conclude this dull topic initiated by Lily with a thrilling drawing of lots.

Each person wrote three notes, and after all were written, Lily snatched Maomao's dog bowl, placing the notes inside.

Everything was shuffled, and Lily casually drew one out.

"Let me see, what is boss exactly? Whatever I draw, that's what he is."

As frivolous as a child.

Lily unfolded the note.

On it were just two words.

[Zhang Ze]

Lily, "?"

Zhang Ze is Zhang Ze, purely a redundant statement.

"Huh? How come it's not mine? I clearly rigged it, how did it change?"

Lily dumped the folded notes from the metal bowl onto the table, only to find her notes completely missing.

"Where did they go?" Lily crawled under the table to search. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Maomao squatted nearby, eyeing his owner askew, munching on the notes stolen using the 'Dog's Wishing Technique.'

He smacked his lips and swallowed them, utterly destroying the evidence.

This was Lily's retribution for seizing his dog bowl.

Bai Tao leaned over to Li Yueqi, picking up her note, "Hey? You wrote the same as I did."

Li Yueqi shrugged, "What else could it be? Who else could Zhang Ze be but Zhang Ze?"

"Let's see what Chen Qin wrote." Bai Tao reached out to grab the Junior Sister's note, glanced at it, then made an 'eeh' sound before tossing it back onto the table.

"I'm leaving, got a stomach ache." With a puff, Bai Tao transformed into a fox-shadow and used Earth Escape to leave.

Li Yueqi took a peek at the note's content and shivered, snapped her fingers, and slipped away in a puff of cyan smoke.

The Junior Sister's note had only five words.

[It's my dear]

...

Leaving aside the romance-obsessed Junior Sister and the tangled-up Lily, Zhang Ze, at the center of this issue, wasn't too concerned about it all.

Probably out of habit, he felt indifferent whether he was the White Emperor or Qiangliang.

The past is the past, the present is now, don't take the past for eternity.

All past events are like fleeting clouds, what matters most is focusing on the present.

Since the collapse of the Northern Territory Wall, Zhang Ze had a theory.

He suspected that a similar incident might have happened to White Emperor City back then.

The explosion of negative thoughts led to the city's abandonment, and the huge skeleton resembling Qiangliang's shadow form could have been a method of resolution at that time.

As for why it was later consumed by Li, Zhang Ze didn't know.

However, viewed in this way, the abnormality of the City Lord of Crown Prince City, Marquis Qiang, seemed like some kind of omen.

'They should be somewhat prepared for this event,' thought Zhang Ze.

'If nothing unexpected happened, at the moment of the Northern Territory Wall's collapse, that Marquis would step forward and use the method left by Sister Yu to repair the wall.'

'But for some reason, things went awry, and that Marquis suddenly underwent Ancestral Reversion, almost causing a major disaster.'

'I wonder if the master and Miemie can find out anything?'

Thinking of Marquis Qiang, Zhang Ze sat in the corner, tinkering with the radio he made in his past life.

From the looks of it now, the radio's function was overly simple and bland, aside from receiving that mysterious signal and disguising itself as a rocking car, it had no other uses.

However, Zhang Ze's intuition told him that if this thing was really made by himself, then with his idiosyncratic style, he would definitely have added some bizarre functions to it.

This thing might contain clues.

'Let me think about what I would do?'

For example...

Zhang Ze pulled the antenna with force, removing it, then rotated the knob. Once the knob reached its end, the antenna emitted a white light.

The white light faded, and the antenna transformed into a toy car.

Using the volume buttons for control, the radio turned into a remote, and the toy car moved under Zhang Ze's control.

Although quite amusing, it seemed like he wasn't supposed to be doing this.

Before Maomao could snatch the car away, Zhang Ze retrieved it.

After several tests, he found that after separating the antenna from the radio, its form could be controlled through the knob.

Switching it between the antenna, remote car, rocking car, and its original small box form freely.

"Senior Brother, were you this bored back then?" Junior Sister came over and asked.

"Probably..."

Zhang Ze wasn't even sure what affliction he had back then.

However, as he was tinkering, his action of turning the knob suddenly paused, fixing the antenna in its original small box form.

The small box was flat, just slightly larger than a General Coin. Before Zhang Ze found it, it had been sealed inside Marquis Qiang's cane all along.

Once found, eager to assemble the radio, he hadn't examined it closely, but looking at it now, the appearance of this small box looked remarkably familiar.

It resembled a videotape...

Zhang Ze fiddled with the radio for a bit, unable to find a place to insert a tape on it, he suddenly thought of the TV on the table.

It seemed like there might be a slot there?

Taking the videotape, he approached the TV, moving the engrossed Fuji aside, and inserted the tape.

It fit perfectly, snug and precise.

The TV screen had a moment of shake; then, the static disappeared, and the screen transitioned to display the inside of a shrine.

A dimly lit shrine, flanked by rows of black tiger statues, the center of the screen focused on the tightly shut door of the shrine.

During the time this antenna served as a cane, it continuously recorded everything it 'witnessed.'

Having not found her notes yet, Lily got up from the floor, looking at Zhang Ze with surprise and uncertainty.

"Could this also be a part of your plan back then, boss?"

"Coincidence, probably. How could I have foresaw this?" Zhang Ze casually replied.

Suddenly, the situation advanced. With the first-person perspective of the cane, they should be able to figure out what happened to that Marquis.

As for Fuji, she was a bit upset since her beloved static was gone.

But even the egg-shaped Fuji knew they were getting down to business, so she didn't interfere. She took a deep breath, inflating herself several times, then with a puff of air, flew out of the window like a deflating balloon.

After Fuji flew out, Junior Sister sat next to Zhang Ze, Maomao lay on the ground, Lily sat on Maomao, and the three humans and a dog stared intently at the TV.

As Zhang Ze fast-forwarded, the image quickly changed.

A long white leg appeared on the screen.