Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 705 - 371: To win with the hand, so he chose to kick_3

Even because he was a member of the Xiao Family, he could access the royal secrets, so the secrets he knew probably exceeded those of Dragon Tiger Mountain's first sect leader.

Because of this, not only did he dismember himself, but he also initiated a war that swept across the Four Continents.

After the war, he hid his eyeball within the Illusion Realm to set a trap for himself.

The relic spawned the Hundred Demons Sect, with its poison lasting for millennia.

Stealthily infiltrating the Northern Territory, he caused trouble right under the noses of several Demon Venerables.

"Psychopath…" Zhang Ze cursed.

However, even though this madman Emperor Xiaojing was undoubtedly quite ill, his objectives were quite clear and not simply to mess around.

The things he sought were still the secrets of White Emperor City.

'He shouldn't be after the Human Emperor Banner and the Stone Pill.'

'Both of these items exist in Dongqi as well and aren't worth such a big fuss.'

'As for messing with the Demon Race for amusement, that's even less worthwhile.'

'It's better if the Demon Race behaves, as it would be beneficial to all. When they go mad, they will really eat children.

'Emperor Xiaojing should have no reason to invite trouble for his Empire without good cause.'

'Therefore, his target must be one thing, and that is total…'

Zhang Ze opened his system interface, feeling speechless at the chaotic pop-up windows.

"Is it really worth it… just for this thing…"

But soon, his speechlessness turned into anger.

Just for this trivial matter, causing chaos throughout the world, he couldn't understand it nor agree with it.

For the desire of one person, bringing calamity to the world, this was something Zhang Ze could not do.

Whether it was the disaster of the Qinghe Association or the collapse of the Northern Territory Wall, if not handled properly, a great calamity would be inevitable.

But clearly, this Emperor Xiaojing did not learn any lesson from his previous failure.

He was still unwaveringly pursuing his own path.

"Disgusting."

This was the first time Zhang Ze genuinely loathed someone.

'The first sect leader of Dragon Tiger Mountain and Taoist Liu were both teacher and friend. Back then, I stole a cow from Taoist Liu. After I kicked the bucket, having my belongings stolen by the people of Dragon Tiger Mountain would be tit for tat.'

'What kind of thing is this Xiaojing? His ancestor Xiao Qingyun still owes me fifty spirit stones, damn it, dog stuff.'

"Senior brother." Sensing Zhang Ze's emotions, the Junior Sister gently held his hand.

"I'm fine." Zhang Ze clasped the Junior Sister's hand, and after a long pause, he finally spoke to Chen Qin.

"Lend me our dad's sword."

"Boss, what are you going to do?" Lily, being very good at reading the room, hid behind Maomao upon detecting something wrong with Zhang Ze.

"To chop hands, chop feet." Zhang Ze said concisely. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Honestly, Zhang Ze wasn't in any hurry initially.

The main reason was that he didn't really care about the system.

The system can be whatever, he went to the Northern Territory simply out of curiosity about what he did in his past life.

After finding Everywhere Pass, meeting Miemie, and discovering there was a White Emperor City inside Li's belly, many clues had indeed been connected.

All that was left was to wait for Sister Wang and the others to return from vacation, talk face to face, ask some questions, and that would be it.

What's the rush, there was no hurry for these past two days either.

So he wandered leisurely with Miemie in East Mushroom Valley for half a day.

After the Northern Territory Wall incident, he first followed Sister Yu's arrangements to handle the Northern Territory Wall, instead of exploring the Icefield, staying behind to help plant asses.

But now it seemed, it couldn't be delayed any longer.

Not to mention the system, his master might currently be in danger.

The old man was investigating in the Extreme North Icefield. Regardless of whether it was that legged monster or the broken hand, they both had the ability to corrupt people's hearts.

If encountered, he feared his master might end up like Marquis Qiang and the little monk.

Zhang Ze, "Lily, you stay behind, and please continue checking this video, see if there are more clues in it."

"Okay, boss." Lily nodded in response.

"Junior sister, you go find the Taoists, explain the matter of Emperor Xiaojing's limbs being in the Northern Territory, I…"

"I want to go too!" The Junior Sister held onto Zhang Ze's hand and said.

Zhang Ze looked at the Junior Sister and finally sighed.

"Let's go together then." After saying that, he turned to look at Lily.

However, before he could speak, Lily started shaking her head fiercely.

"Don't take me, I, I better stay in the rear to support!"

"I wasn't going to take you, I want you to replace Chen Qin to deliver the message!" Zhang Ze looked at the cowardly-to-the-core Lily with a headache.

"Phew, then it's fine, boss, rest assured, I'm best at this."

Lily, the station master of the broadcasting station, said thus.

...

Extreme North Icefield.

The aurora and eternal night cloaked the sky, within the vision the howling winds raged, the blizzard never ceased, walking in it, not knowing the year nor direction.

Hand, transformed into a Snow Leopard, limped through the snowstorm.

It was covered with filthy blood and wounds, one hind leg was lame, and half the teeth in its mouth were gone; it looked as miserable as could be.

This downfall wasn't due to encountering Li or those few missing Demon Venerables to be righteously executed.

Rather, it encountered its colleague, the Great Leg.

The saying goes, "As a person is, so is their ass."

Emperor Xiaojing himself was a supremely selfish person, you can't expect his hands, ass, and thigh to understand the principles of mutual cooperation and creating a better future.

When the hand and the leg met, they didn't form a stronger alliance; instead, they guarded against each other, pondering how to turn the other into their blood feast.

The result of the struggle was clear: the hand was defeated.

The hand was beaten, albeit unwillingly.

Because it wasn't due to his lack of strength compared to the Great Leg, but because there was a traitor in the team.

The little monk turned against him.

At the critical moment, the little monk stabbed him in the back and then smoothly stood on the victorious side with the Great Leg.

"Bald donkey!" the hand gritted its teeth on one side of its face.

Though gnawing hatred filled it, the hand did not give up.

For the contention of heirs had always been this way.

If it were himself, he would do the same, so the pressing matter now was not to give up but to quickly recover from the injuries. As long as the trump card remained, there would be a chance to rise again.

This matter was not over yet, there was a chance for a comeback.

Calming itself, the hand, while slowly healing its core injuries, headed towards a small mountain in front.

It remembered there being a natural Underground Palace, called the Ice Vein Corridor, with complex terrain, while still being within the Extreme North Icefield's bounds.

Firstly, it was suitable for hiding and waiting for an opportunity. Secondly, it could borrow the Earth Vein Power of this place to heal the injuries, temporarily resting.

Of course, the main reason for choosing that place was because no one was there.

Due to the little monk's betrayal, seeing people now upset him.

...

In the depths of the natural maze of the Ice Vein Corridor.

One person asked, "Are you sure this method will work?"

Another person replied, "Trust me, as long as you keep digging upwards, you will surely get out."