Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 746 - 386: Fuji Spy Set, and I’m Not Going to Be Human Anymore!

"Come inside first, we can talk later." Zhang Ze pushed open the heavy door in front of him and gestured invitingly.

Just as he was about to close the door, he held back his junior sister, "Wait a moment."

Under her perplexed gaze, Zhang Ze reached out towards the back of her neck.

Following along her clothing, going down, further down...

The junior sister immediately froze on the spot.

"You... don't do this, the door isn't closed yet, I'm... not angry..."

"Shh." Zhang Ze made a quiet sign and, after fumbling around for a while, pulled up the thing he wanted with a yank.

It was the small Fuji.

A spy-type Fuji as thin as a cicada's wing.

Zhang Ze folded the Fuji neatly and threw it like a dart.

After sending it flying, he checked his pocket, took out a small medicine bottle, opened the cap, and released a mushroom Fuji.

Watching the mushroom Fuji sprout feet and run off, Zhang Ze took out a short sword from his waist that he'd never seen before, tossed it with a snap, and sent this disguised Fuji flying out too.

Only after ensuring the surroundings were clean, without any lurking little Fuji, did Zhang Ze close the door.

"Why have the Fuji turned into this?" the junior sister asked.

"Not sure, probably got corrupted by Lily." Zhang Ze casually replied.

The room behind the partition had changed, now piled with clutter, all the portraits of predecessors Zhang Ze had put away, because lately he didn't dare go home, he had been living here.

Sweeping aside the mess, Zhang Ze brought out two small folding stools and a little wooden table.

After setting small snacks and fine wine on the table, he raised a hand to indicate his junior sister to sit.

Once seated, before Zhang Ze could speak, the junior sister eagerly began, "I'll speak first!"

"Alright, you go ahead." Zhang Ze yielded readily.

"I..."

But when words reached her mouth, the junior sister didn't know where to start, helplessly kicking the conversation back.

Junior Sister, "Uh... you... actually, you go first."

Zhang Ze, "..."

"Alright then, I'll start... hmm, what I want to say is, I'm actually not human."

Sitting across the table, Zhang Ze looked into the junior sister's eyes and solemnly declared.

Hearing this, the junior sister first froze, then with a look of understanding, nodded affirmatively, "Indeed, you're quite inhuman."

Zhang Ze, "..."

"That's not what I meant, I... fine, recently I have indeed been quite inhuman. Anyway, not this kind of human, I mean a member of the Human Race." Seeing his junior sister misunderstood, Zhang Ze quickly explained.

"Hmm, you're not human? Then what are you? A demon? A shemale?"

The junior sister rose, circled Zhang Ze, and didn't find a tail on him.

"I'm neither a demon nor a shemale." Zhang Ze rolled up his sleeve, extending his hand in front of the junior sister, "I suspect I've become a class of my own."

Junior Sister, "?"

Zhang Ze, "Look at my hand."

Junior Sister, "It's quite fair, what's the... hey? What's this?"

As Zhang Ze's right hand spread its fingers, blood-red lines started spreading from the palm, forming eyes and flames battle pattern as they extended across his arm.

When the battle pattern covered half of Zhang Ze's face, its expansion stopped.

"Isn't this the blood eye battle pattern of the Barbarian Race? How... how do you know this?"

"I know more."

Zhang Ze closed his eyes, rubbing his left fingers together, after a long time managed to conjure a faint white Spiritual Fire the size of a fingernail.

The fire's aura was chilling, so much so that mortals observing it for long might become enchanted.

Junior Sister, "Fox Race's Spiritual Fire?"

What Zhang Ze performed was the Fox Race's lifebound divine technique, Nine Desires Deceitful Flame.

Ordinarily, this technique could only be performed by the Fox Race, not even dogs could, much less humans.

"There's more." Zhang Ze snapped his fingers, dispersing the fox fire before waving outside the partition.

Silver liquid metal flowed in, gathering around Zhang Ze like mercury, forming into a graceful silver dragon and then a square-headed pig.

This was Tongtong, the trick of the group of Star God. By matching frequencies, controlling these nearly liquid moldable metals.

Star God, Human Race, Demon Race, Barbarian Race, four entirely unrelated races' unique traits simultaneously appeared on Zhang Ze's body.

"What's going on?" the junior sister was so shocked, she took a sip from the table's wine.

"I've been marinated by the Earth Sea." Zhang Ze sighed, molding the silver metal into Li's shape before embracing it.

"Resurrection comes at a price, due to certain accidents and improper operations, my body has issues, now if classified by Beast Taming Sect, I could be considered a new species that resembles a human."

The silver liquid metal transformed in Zhang Ze's hands. Soon, several little figures were shaped by Zhang Ze.

With his finger dipped in wine, he drew a circle in the middle of the table.

Zhang Ze picked up the little figure, "Mountains, stones, plants, wind, clouds, rain, these concretely exist in reality, even mortals can perceive them."

His left hand gathered qi, "This is spiritual qi, those with talent can perceive the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi."

Finally, Zhang Ze pointed to the circle on the table, "Aside from these two, there's the unseen, untouched Earth Sea."

"Regardless of whether they can be observed, they objectively exist and influence each other."

"Human Race cultivators can perceive material reality and spiritual qi, but for the Earth Sea, they can only vaguely contact it through spell techniques like the Spirit Fusion Technique, unable to observe it, like a blind man feeling an elephant."

Zhang Ze placed the Human Race representative figure above the circle.