Who let him join the Sword Sect?!
Chapter 1082 - 517: I’m Just Saying, You’re All Cat Ladies
Just like exploiting bugs in repairing things, in the beautiful Dubhe City, even prison time can be hacked.
Through the persistent efforts of generations of men in black, the 5,300 death penalties in Dubhe City have been reduced to 2,100 through various manipulations.
The methods of manipulation include but are not limited to:
Resolving the victim from the source, physically removing parts of the legal subjects and objects.
Keeping the judgment Magical Artifact in constant waterlogged condition, prolonging the judgment time, and so on.
Apart from those unavoidable "shooting the head means death" penalties, all other penalties that required the intervention of these black-clad judges were muddled through by this loyal group.
Especially those penalties requiring imprisonment, they’ve basically all been abolished.
Because of this, the prison has completely become a mere formality.
If not for coincidentally finding a law prohibiting moving feces into Dubhe City, and relying on Zhang Ze’s wisdom to secretly repair a waterlogged judgment Magical Artifact, plus two people reporting each other and confessing, it wouldn’t have been this easy to get in.
But after getting in...
Zhang Ze grabbed the cold iron prison door, squeezed sideways through the iron bars, and looked at Qin Lang in the next cell.
"Valley Master Qin, what do you say? Do we go all out, or do we go all out?"
Zhang Ze had seen Qin Lang take action before, believing that the image of the three-headed, six-armed brute god was simply dazzling.
Moreover, he always wanted to ask, when transforming into that form, which head makes the decisions.
But unexpectedly, Qin Lang did not respond. Great Valley Master Qin was now sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, digging at the dirt.
Zhang Ze squeezed out through the prison door bars, then opened the door to enter Qin Lang’s cell. He squatted down beside Qin Lang, watching with curiosity and quiet.
After a moment, Qin Lang opened his eyes, his finger left the ground, and a barely noticeable root flashed.
At the same time, the scene he had just detected was shared into Zhang Ze’s mind.
The entire underground palace prison’s outline, as well as the surrounding restriction Array setup, appeared before Zhang Ze’s eyes.
Got it, "Got it! This is the breakout blueprint, right? How about tattooing it on my back?"
Qin Lang looked up at the somewhat overly excited Zhang Ze, "Tattoo it my ass, we’re not brutes here. Why paint stuff on your body, just remember it in your mind, here, take this."
Saying this, Qin Lang threw a pouch of seeds into Zhang Ze’s hands.
"What’s this?" Zhang Ze asked curiously.
Qin Lang, "Seeds of the Sword Wood Flower."
Zhang Ze, "Where did you get them?"
Qin Lang, "Borrowed from your Sword Sect."
Zhang Ze, "?"
Great Valley Master Qin innocently said, "They were indeed borrowed, just never told your sect before.
"Your Sword Sect, wasting resources, having the Sword Wood—a Divine Wood—and not knowing how to use it, just letting it gather dust in the arsenal.
"To prevent such a Divine Wood from being neglected, I had to act, borrowing a small piece back.
"Look, through my meticulous watering and grafting as the Valley Master, not only was the wood revived, but also cultivated this subtype named Sword Wood Flower.
"Surprised, aren’t you?"
Zhang Ze, "..."
Sighing, likely out of habit, he stopped obsessing over this matter and instead held the seeds asking.
"So, is this flower for cutting those chains?"
Qin Lang shook his head again, "No, it’s to blow this place up."
Zhang Ze, "?"
According to Qin Lang’s calculations, if this underground palace were blown up, at least half of Dubhe City would collapse, falling into the abyss.
And this collapse might affect the high tower named Tongtian, connecting to Baiyujing.
As for when this hidden bomb would detonate, it would be after rescuing Zhu Luo, depending on the specific situation.
Zhang Ze, naturally inclined to impulsiveness, became excited upon hearing this, eager and ready.
"Now?"
Qin Lang felt a bit speechless, "Why the rush, have you forgotten why we’re here? Let’s first rescue the old turtle."
There are two difficulties in rescuing Zhu Luo: those watching Colorful Robe, and the Magical Artifact chain binding Zhu Luo’s turtle shell.
About those Colorful Robes, they are interesting; seemingly single-circuit thinkers, only able to focus on one thing at a time.
Besides guarding Zhu Luo, or to be precise, guarding those chains, they ignore everything else.
Resulting in Zhang Ze and Qin Lang being able to loudly conspire the bombing plan here.
As for the chains, although they appear to be hundreds, they are really one.
Their viciousness is sky-high, capable of harming mind and soul, bone-locking, soul-binding; although sinister, they rank as top-tier Magical Artifact even among the Six Sects.
Coupled with that eerie black gas, even trapping a Mahayana stage practitioner is no mean feat. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
So after a brief conspiracy, the two decided to temporarily control those Colorful Robes first.
Then check on Zhu Luo’s condition to see how long he can hold out. After confirming, they would decide whether to immediately call for reinforcements for a direct breakout or proceed cautiously.
As for how to control the Colorful Robes...
Zhang Ze got up, one hand holding an encryption known only to his uncle’s Sword Spirit Hidden Guard, and the other engraved with a black stone depicting the phrase "you are a Cat Lady."
Though he couldn’t invoke Lu Tianming’s presence onto these Colorful Robes’ Sword Spirit selves, the effect for short-term mind control was sufficient.
Zhang Ze looked at Qin Lang, "Why don’t you join in?"
Qin Lang awkwardly shook his head, "You go ahead, I’ll prepare here, need some means to bypass those chains....
"Alright, I only honestly can’t bring myself to do it," Qin Lang admitted facing Zhang Ze’s suspicious gaze and openly confessed.
"Although not real, I’ve seen half of them in portraits, over ten were predecessors from my Medicine King Valley, so you understand."