Chapter 1083: Chapter 517: I’m Telling You, You’re All Cat Ladies_2

Zhang Ze shrugged indifferently, indicating he would take care of it himself.

After all, he didn’t know anyone here, so there was no psychological burden.

But soon, Zhang Ze found out he might have overthought it.

Because after ’brainwashing’ just two Colorful Robes, he was already feeling overwhelmed.

Although Senior Lu Tianming was a bit overly sick, when not speaking, he could still be classified under the cold Fairy category; his transformation into a Cat Lady was an unexpected contrast, but you get used to it after a while.

But the problem now is that eighty percent of the Colorful Robes here are men, strong men, either with white hair or grass growing on their heads.

So...

Zhang Ze stepped back, distancing himself from the old man with grass growing on his head. This was a senior from Medicine King Valley, a man named Elder Qingmu.

At this moment, this burly old man, with knotted muscles, a ground-dragging white beard, and a potted plant on his head, was sitting duck-style on the ground, tilting his head looking at Zhang Ze. He stuck out his tongue, mimicking cat claws, and playfully meowed.

"Meow~" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Zhang Ze shivered slightly, steadied his mind, and resisted the urge to pierce his own eyes.

He looked at the black stone in his hand, contemplating changing the content on it.

Changing the keywords to a Magical Girl with a passionate interior but a cold and ruthless exterior, or a magical old man or something like that.

As long as there’s no more meowing, it’s fine.

However, perhaps due to Uncle’s heavy obsession, Zhang Ze failed.

The content on the black stone turned into a magical Cat Lady...

Zhang Ze looked at the black stone in his hand and sighed. He gave up struggling, fearing that if he failed again, he might create something even more sinister.

Magical Cat Lady it is, shouldn’t be much of a difference.

Without looking at the old man behind him who was now using his potted plant as a cat teaser stick, Zhang Ze turned and jumped to the next platform.

In a few breaths.

Dressed in Black Armor, over three meters tall, with bluish skin, resembling a General from a former dynasty of Noxus Sion, a sound emanated from his iron jaw that was very discordant.

"❥(ゝω・✿ฺ) blow a kiss~ meow! For the Divine Monarch! Do you want to form a band with me? For love and justice, purify this world!"

Zhang Ze, "..."

Exhausted, destroyed.

Through Zhang Ze’s tireless effort despite feeling dead inside, this evil cadre’s underground prison quickly turned into the headquarters of Magical Girl Cat Ladies.

The atmosphere was filled with love and peace, along with slogans of youthful sunshine.

As long as one ignores the gender and leg hair, it seemed quite normal.

Murmuring that it was all for Senior Zhu Luo, Zhang Ze fell back to the pit’s bottom, looking at Mr. Qin casting with a hint of death.

At this moment, Qin Lang stood beside the small mountain-like turtle shell; he did not touch those chains but was catalyzing a seed.

The seed was embedded into the crevice of the turtle shell, and with Qin Lang’s catalysis, the tightly closed turtle shell was pried open, leaving a barely noticeable gap.

"Where did you borrow this seed from? Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Asked Zhang Ze, still somewhat touched by death.

Qin Lang glanced at him, "Not this one, I really grew this one myself..."

He initially wanted to say more but seeing Zhang Ze’s distrust due to his character, Valley Master Qin gave up explaining.

He said seriously.

"I feel Zhu Luo’s state is somewhat off; it seems empty inside. We need to act quickly, follow me."

Without further thought about the Cat Lady matter, Zhang Ze followed Qin Lang into the turtle shell through the small slit.

However, as soon as he entered, he was startled.

The inside of the turtle shell was already eroded completely, with Rasi’s blackened meaty membrane hanging down like flags soaked in blood.

The scarlet blood mist was thick; within it, one couldn’t see beyond a hand’s reach, and every step felt like bearing a mountain’s weight.

Qin Lang, his face serious, knelt half on the ground, placing his hand on the plastron, trying to heal it with his Divine Techniques.

Yet the life-representing power, like a bowl of clear water to a volcano, was instantly vaporized, vanishing.

"Don’t panic, it doesn’t necessarily mean trouble; let’s move further inside for a better look."

Whether Qin Lang was comforting Zhang Ze or himself was unclear.

However, as they walked further, the more their hearts sank heavily.

There appeared no sign of improvement as they moved deeper.

Moreover, the blood mist grew denser, forming a maze; even Zhang Ze and Qin Lang found themselves circling in place, nearly getting lost.

After walking a bit more, Qin Lang suddenly reached out, stopping Zhang Ze.

"Wait, there’s something ahead."

"Is it Senior Zhu Luo?" Zhang Ze didn’t feel anything; he waved his hand, trying futilely to disperse the fog.

"I don’t know, but anything could happen here, so be cautious." Qin Lang said, handing Zhang Ze a jade ruler for protection.

The two continued, and shortly thereafter, even Zhang Ze felt the presence of something ahead.

Unlike the surrounding dead silence and bloodiness, the center of the turtle shell was unusually vibrant.

However, as the hidden item in the blood mist revealed itself to Qin Lang and Zhang Ze, both were stunned.

"Huh?"

In front of them was not a parasitic developing seed of flesh nor a half-alive old turtle.

They saw another turtle shell, a gold shimmering one with a diameter of about seven or eight meters.

On this turtle shell, someone had inscribed ’was here’.

Zhang Ze & Qin Lang, "...."

Faced with the turtle shell vastly different in style from its surroundings, neither knew whether to relax or remain tense, suspended in uncertainty.