Who let him join the Sword Sect?!
Chapter 51: Return My Child

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Return My Child

There was indeed something moving around his waist, pulsing continuously, so Zhang Ze reached out and touched it.

Fortunately, it wasn’t the spirit root but a small sphere. He wasn’t sure when this little thing rolled into his belt.

Taking out the small sphere and placing it in his palm, Zhang Ze discovered it was glowing with a faint golden light.

The golden light was gentle, carrying a somewhat transcendent feeling, without any demon aura escaping, instead emitting a faint spirit charm.

It looked like whatever was inside was about to break out of its shell.

He wasn’t sure what kind of demon race was sleeping inside this stone pill.

The intersection of two tasks, Hundred Demons Sect and Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, was this small sphere. He thought they would have to wait half a year, but unexpectedly, news came within a month.

The stone pill was not a demon, Zhang Ze thought about the information Mr. Qiu leaked, and his curiosity grew stronger.

Chen Qin also came over, due to her short stature, she had to stand on tiptoe and hang onto Zhang Ze’s arm.

"Lower it a bit, senior brother, let me see."

Zhang Ze crouched down.

"Is it going to hatch?" Chen Qin asked.

"I don’t know." Zhang Ze was also unsure.

The two of them found a secluded place to sit, Zhang Ze held the stone pill in his palm. Chen Qin leaned beside Zhang Ze, staring intently at the stone pill.

In the distance, several fallen leaves were instantly crushed into powder, but no one paid them any attention.

The light from the stone pill in Zhang Ze’s hand grew brighter, even exuding a faint warmth. The small sphere shook lightly, as if whatever was inside was going to break out of the pill the next moment.

Chen Qin grasped Zhang Ze’s arm tightly, not knowing whether out of nervousness or excitement, the little girl’s grip was strong.

Chen Qin: "Senior brother, is this like a demon beast, hatching small?"

Zhang Ze: "I don’t know, I’ve never seen what baby demon beasts look like."

Chen Qin: "I’ve seen them, they’re really cute. When my father took me to the Beast Taming Sect, I saw their Beast Garden."

Zhang Ze: "Didn’t you ask your father to get one to keep?"

Chen Qin: "No, I was very obedient back then, never causing trouble for my father."

Zhang Ze: "..."

"If this small sphere hatches, will we still go to Cold City?" Chen Qin thought of this again.

"Of course, why not go. Once it hatches, it can’t be left to fend for itself."

"Soul pills are different from demon pills, we must go to Cold City to ask Aunt Niao some precautions."

Zhang Ze replied.

"Is it just like raising a child?" Chen Qin suddenly asked.

After speaking, her face flushed instantly, and who knows what she thought of.

"Probably." Zhang Ze responded absentmindedly, his eyes always glued to the small sphere.

At this time, the surface of the stone pill, with its golden light, turned into a crack.

The two of them leaned closer, nearly touching, seemingly wanting to peek through the gap to see what was inside the pill.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Ze’s mentor, Li Guanqi’s voice rang behind them.

Startled, Chen Qin gave a jolt, shaking Zhang Ze’s arm, causing Zhang Ze to sway, and the small sphere fell to the ground.

The golden light extinguished.

Zhang Ze reached out to tap it, it felt hard and not soft at all. He picked it up and shook it, the small sphere showed no reaction, devoid of its previous lively bouncing sensation.

Dead?

It didn’t seem so, the subtle mystical connection he had with the small sphere hadn’t been severed.

Zhang Ze even felt the spirit charm emitted by the demon race sleeping inside the small sphere had become clearer.

But Chen Qin didn’t know.

Her mind had already spun a long story, ranging from normal to abnormal, she was somewhat getting into it.

Chen Qin turned around and saw Elder Li, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at Li.

"You scared the child to death."

"Give me back my child."

The young girl’s voice wasn’t loud, but this area was full of extraordinary people.

In the distance, several leaves were crushed into powder again.

Zhengyi’s Dharma Aspect appeared beside Chen Qin, looking at the teary-eyed Chen Qin, and then meaningfully at Li and Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze held the small sphere in his palm, feeling that somehow this scene looked familiar.

Elder Li, being over three hundred years old, turned beet red and didn’t know how to answer Chen Qin’s question.

’The timing wasn’t right either, Zhang Ze just entered, it’s been barely half a year... where did the child come from.’

Zhang Ze looked at his mentor and couldn’t help but laugh first, perhaps his mentor and the small sphere had doomed compatibility, as every critical moment it was his mentor who messed things up.

Then, Zhang Ze, laughing mischievously, was hit by an enraged Li.

Rubbing the back of his head, Zhang Ze started explaining to Zhengyi what had just happened.

Zhengyi’s Dharma Aspect smiled and vanished into the air.

Finally, the ancient tree in the courtyard stopped having leaves turned into powder.

"So, it’s alright?" Chen Qin rubbed her eyes and asked Zhang Ze.

"Yeah, it’s fine." Zhang Ze thought about it, "It’s probably just like having a child, getting tired then resting for a bit, not dead."

Chen Qin’s face flushed to her ears, tugging at her sleeves, looking down in silence, memories from five minutes ago repeatedly attacked her soul.

Elder Li didn’t know what to say, so he slapped Zhang Ze’s head twice again.

The feel wasn’t bad.

He was about to turn and leave, but was stopped by Chen Qin again.

"Elder, I apologize...," she said, then turned and fled.

Watching this young girl’s graceful scene, Zhang Ze thought about getting his junior sister a JK outfit to wear if he had the time, it would suit her perfectly.

"Master..." Zhang Ze was going to ask his master where Elder Wang was, but when he turned around he found his master had disappeared long ago.

No wonder it’s his master, coming and going like a shadow, Zhang Ze thought to himself.

Never mind, I’ll find Elder Wang for some inquiries, then tomorrow I’ll take my junior sister to Cold City.

...

Library Pavilion.

Zhang Ze wandered around twice but did not see a trace of his Grandpa Wang.

Not just Grandpa Wang, even his mentor had disappeared, it seemed neither elder could be found in the whole Outer Sect.

He asked a senior brother temporarily managing the Library Pavilion, who only said he hadn’t seen Elder Wang appear in the Outer Sect in recent days.

After thinking for a while, the senior brother added.

"But Elder Wang said, if a disciple named Zhang Ze comes looking for him, just let him go to the small courtyard freely."

"Are you Zhang Ze?" the senior brother asked again.

Zhang Ze nodded, seeing this senior brother hesitate, Zhang Ze asked, "Senior brother, anything?"

This senior brother looked around to make sure no one was there, then leaned in to speak softly, "Junior brother, any new cultivation techniques recently?"

The fact that Zhang Ze developed cultivation techniques wasn’t a secret in the seventh Sword Pavilion, thanks to Lily spreading the word, but asking for techniques should be exchanged at the task hall.

This clandestine style was the first time he had encountered something akin to buying pirated disks.

"Is there something specific you need, senior brother," Zhang Ze asked.

This senior brother, also concerned about face, stayed silent for a long time, appearing to have something difficult to say.

Finally, he moved the sword hanging at his waist to his front, withdrew it halfway, then sheathed it back, repeating several times, and finally spoke.

"My swordsmanship has been a bit rusty lately, do you have any useful skills, junior brother."

"Is lubrication technique not enough?" Zhang Ze asked with a blank face.

"Not quite..." The senior brother hesitated for a long time before continuing, "Have you got any cultivation techniques to enhance the ambiance of sword attacks."

Zhang Ze remained silent for a long time, finally saying, "Not recently."

"Alright, just pretend senior brother said nothing, junior brother, be sure to keep it secret."

"Absolutely, absolutely."

After bidding farewell to the senior brother whose swordsmanship practice had been less smooth lately at night, Zhang Ze strolled to Elder Wang’s small courtyard.

Zhang Ze sneakily slipped into Elder Wang’s secluded small courtyard, seeing the door tightly shut, Zhang Ze called out a few times outside, and since there was no answer, he directly climbed over the wall and bounded in.

Then a pitch-black head slammed into his face.