Who let him join the Sword Sect?!
Chapter 1080 - 516: Little Fuji Creates a World_2
"Guess who is the most loyal person to Xiao Jing in Dubhe City?"
Zhang Ze chuckled, "Us two, of course."
Qin Lang, "...Besides us."
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ze replied, "Then it should be those people who just started working, the ones in white clothes."
Qin Lang nodded, "That’s right."
Interestingly, just as Qin Lang and Zhang Ze discussed, the most loyal people in this city are those in white, used as expendable resources.
And those in black, having survived layers of torture to be promoted, no longer hold any reverence for Xiao Jing, only a false loyalty.
If freed from their shackles, they would be the first to rebel.
Each blackclothed guard is adept at being two-faced. Ordinarily, they banish distracting thoughts, only acting according to Divine Monarch’s orders. Yet, each has their own unique skill, discovering many rules, allowing them to think about their own affairs without triggering the golden Gu at the back of their necks.
Of course, this level of skill is nothing compared to Zhang Ze and Qin Lang’s fully automated hymn technique.
Such hypocrisy has long made Baiyujing beautiful on the outside but rotten within.
For instance, at the Water Sect, as Qin Lang recounted, in the past, besides the guards in black and white clothes, there were three rounds of Magic Mirrors to monitor the surroundings in real-time.
Ensuring nothing was missed, back then, even thinking about secretly drinking urine would earn you a slap if you came down from Divine Capital.
However, ordinary Magical Artifacts ultimately cannot withstand the ravages of time, and after those Magic Mirrors broke, no new ones were installed.
"Why? I remember Xiao Jing’s rules stated that broken items must be repaired."
Qin Lang laughed, "Repairs are indeed necessary, but there must be an order to repairing things, right?"
With that, Qin Lang pointed outside the window, towards the high tower that stayed bright even at night in the Holy Land.
Qin Lang, "The priority of that high tower is the highest, surpassing everything else.
"So, as long as some insignificant equipment on the high tower is ’accidentally damaged,’ repairs can continue forever on the high tower.
"As for things like the Water Sect Magic Mirrors, made for monitoring themselves, the priority has long been pushed until the end of time by the loyal blackclothed guards."
Looking at the high tower, Zhang Ze thought that this group was simply slacking off and exploiting loopholes, even risking their heads exploding.
And if it’s truly as Qin Lang says, does that not mean Dubhe City appears intact and secure but is already rotten from within?
No wonder upon entering the city, he felt something was off everywhere, a tightening and loosening like the place he stayed in now versus the street outside, the monitoring was vastly different.
If Dubhe City were a Golden Body god statue, those ’loyal’ blackclothed guards had already hollowed it out and filled it with straw.
Zhang Ze looked again towards the high tower, watching the boxes of treasures being transported to Baiyujing, wondering how much of it had been turned into a mess, similar to how the juice-soaked donuts Li made turned out.
Seeing Zhang Ze spacing out again, Qin Lang gently knocked on the table, pulling Zhang Ze’s attention back.
"I came to see you, not to chat about city planning. How’s Fuji’s situation?" Qin Lang asked.
"Ah, I was just about to mention this to you, come with me."
Zhang Ze stood up and went to the bedside, dragging Li out from under the bed.
Li had a droopy expression, seeming somewhat uncomfortable, lying listlessly on the ground with its mouth wide open.
A golden vortex appeared before Zhang Ze, who gestured to Qin Lang to follow and then lightly tapped the vortex to enter it.
The two arrived in the golden world inside Li’s stomach.
This area served as Li’s warehouse. Previously, it contained no Spiritual Qi and no living creatures, with everything nearly stationary. Any creature entering would soon be encased in amber-like crystals, frozen eternally.
But now, some changes have occurred in the environment, or rather, certain parts of the environment have changed.
Within a circular area with a diameter of twenty meters, life emerged.
The golden sand turned into fertile soil, the air was thick with Spiritual Qi, unknown mushrooms and buds sprouted, and even some clouds appeared ten meters above this circular area.
As for Little Fuji, it had transformed from blue to gold, raising a transparent light sphere the size of a fist.
Little Fuji pushed the light sphere, joyously circling around this side of the area.
"Little Fuji is like this now; she seems to have evolved."
Zhang Ze stopped Little Fuji’s collision with his foot, lightly kicking her back like a soccer ball, eliciting a giggling response from Little Fuji.
Kneeling on one knee, Qin Lang inserted his fingers into the soil, feeling it with a slight frown.
This was not his method of catalyzing life through vitality, but truly creating something from nothing.
Little Fuji had just created an entire small world.
Creation?
Qin Lang looked at Zhang Ze, who shrugged.
"Don’t look at me, I don’t know the specifics either, Fuji doesn’t know. She just said she saw those fish bones and felt they were delicious, after eating them she turned into this.
"Previously, when Sect Leader Lu only briefly held Little Fuji, mushrooms began sprouting from her Starlight Body, emitting a scent of..."
Zhang Ze pondered the words, "Well, divinity or completeness."
"This feeling is hard to suppress. To prevent being discovered, Sect Leader Lu conveniently stuffed Fuji into Li’s stomach at the time.
"Then, Li’s stomach started growing mushrooms."