Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 723 - 377: All in Silence, Because It Has Returned Home_3

After the jade scroll was inserted, a golden ripple spread along the wall. When the ripple disappeared, Zhang Ze opened his system and discovered that the Puppetry Skill had appeared in the system's exchange list.

"..."

How should I put this... Zhang Ze still felt it was quite reasonable.

So damn scientific.

It turns out that the system's vast library of spells comes from this.

Relying on cultivators to record and upload the database one by one is clearly more reasonable than the so-called Heavenly Dao or Outer Domain Heavenly Demon secretly spying on everyone and recording everything.

"So, you mean the task you gave me originally was actually to have me go out and train, to bring new spells to you when found.

"Instead of exploiting your loopholes, standing in place with my left foot stepping on my right, merging spells to eat three fishes for one point?" Zhang Ze muttered to himself.

The system remained silent, feeling very aggrieved.

Zhang Ze awkwardly chuckled, exited this spell archive room, and walked to the next room. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The next room had no jade scroll, instead, it was...

Zhang Ze couldn't quite describe it.

If he had to say something, this room was a giant's women's restroom.

The room was several times larger than the previous spell archive room, and besides the wide central corridor, there were countless compartments on both sides.

Only squat toilets, no urinals.

Each compartment was enormous, nearly seven or eight meters high.

It looked identical to a women's restroom.

At this time, the system lit up again, an arrow appeared in front of Zhang Ze, and following the direction of the arrow, Zhang Ze flew to the deepest part of the room.

The tightly-closed compartment door became ethereal upon Zhang Ze's arrival; Zhang Ze tried reaching out, then stepped inside.

Inside the compartment, there was not a single unflushed giant poop, only a full wall of Spiritual Shadow Portraits.

There were men and women, old and young.

All races were represented: demon, human, barbarian, each person's pose and expression were different, but all displayed the most natural demeanor in life.

Some were sitting or lying down, some were drinking merrily with friends, others having fun with family.

Zhang Ze leaned closer and found several familiar faces among them.

Not friends, but past sages.

Sword Sect's Second Sword Pavilion's Flowing Cloud Sword Immortal, Lan Yu.

Dragon Tiger Mountain's Taoist Kongyou, Bai Hehe.

Black Wood Artifact Sect's Sect Leader, Ximen Jiucai.

Three-headed Demon King, Ye Xiaofeng.

Dongqi Jiangdong Guardian, Wei Tianqing.

Venerate Lingdeng, Zhu Tan.

...

Almost everyone was a legendary figure and First Generation Grandmaster in the history of the Four Continents.

Looking at these portraits, Zhang Ze remembered the legends about Heavenly Destiny People.

Each era has its own Heavenly Destiny People, who are extraordinarily talented, favored by the heavens, destined to carry a mission.

They will lead the era's changes, paving the way for future generations.

And this is the truth about Heavenly Destiny People.

They are all the system's executors, chosen by the system, carrying out its tasks and receiving its feedback.

Through equivalent exchange, the system achieves its goals, while these naturally gifted individuals leverage the system's power to further themselves.

And when the time is right, the system will depart from them, erasing all memories related to it, completely concealing the existence of the system.

The commonalities and cryptic words they possess turn into the mysterious legends about Heavenly Destiny People.

"So... where am I?" Zhang Ze started searching for his own portrait.

Logically, I should be listed here as well.

Soon, Zhang Ze found his own portrait, right at the bottom of the wall.

The appearance was not flattering; rather, it looked somewhat sleazy.

It's clear the system harbors feelings toward him.

"Did you do it on purpose or by accident?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Can you change it to be more handsome?"

The system stayed silent, indicating it would never change.

Besides these portraits, there was nothing else in the room; it's unknown why such a large room was needed if only for hanging illustrations.

Yet, his system wouldn't speak, Zhang Ze couldn't ask even if he wanted to.

And speaking of which, wasn't the system supposed to have him find the old entity?

If this is the system's house, it should be its home as well.

So when does it return home?

Where is it present?

After exiting the compartment, Zhang Ze pinched his chin, deep in thought making a decision.

He was pondering whether he should first satisfy his curiosity and keep exploring this System House, or go find the old entity first.

He was quite eager to know what the system's true form looks like.

At the same time, as Zhang Ze was contemplating, the compartment door silently turned ethereal behind him, and a silver hand reached out.

Soundlessly, a blind silver giant stepped out of the compartment.

The giant was clad in silver armor, with silver flames flickering behind him.

"Bald donkey! You dare to chase me here! Prepare to meet your death!"

The silver giant swung his fist at Zhang Ze.

If Miemie were here, she could instantly recognize that this was the voice of the 'old entity'.