Chapter 1095: Chapter 521: This World Is a Giant Gentle Magical Girl Cat Lady_2

It was probably because of some oversight when they established the rules back then, that this final flaw detection doesn’t have a fixed procedure like the previous steps.

Because the categories are confusing, how to filter them relies entirely on the personal judgment of the one in black responsible for the final review.

So, as long as you brainwash yourself during the detection, flip the standards, and let your heart be filled with loyalty,

then no matter what the tribute is like, nothing will go wrong.

And there won’t be any punishment afterwards.

"So, you’re saying that Xiao Jing all these years... he’s been fed shit by his subordinates?"

Zhang Ze looked at the nearly perfect fish bone in his hand with a strange expression.

"Who knows, why bother thinking about it, even if he’s not eating shit, I’ll feed him three pounds of it later anyway!

"Let’s go!"

The Grand Sect Leader Lu waved his long hand and smashed open another door that couldn’t be opened from this side.

The ’sewage pipeline’ was just a door away from this garbage dump.

As soon as the door was smashed open, a thick, almost tangible black mist gushed out.

Li, who had been dozing off, woke up at this moment. As the gauntlet of its transformation was activated, the golden Fuji force field unfolded, supporting a safe area.

This time, Zhang Ze was the first to step into the black fog.

...

On a platform inside the sewage pipeline.

Zhang Ze and the others were resting their feet. The length of the pipeline and the density of the black mist exceeded everyone’s expectations. Even though the raw materials were sufficient now, they still had to stop every so often to allow time to replenish the energy for the Little Fuji in the gauntlet.

"I say, it’s clearly unnecessary now, why are we still keeping the Cat Lady?"

Pulling the Black Sword from the chest of the fallen Colorful Robe Sword Spirit, Wei Zhuang looked at the others speechlessly.

Over there, Zhang Ze was taking care of Little Fuji, Qin Lang and Lu Yuzhou were discussing the next steps, while Zhu Luo was holding a piece of black stone and brainwashing another Colorful Robe Sword Spirit on the platform.

Not long after, amidst Wei Zhuang’s protests, another tender Magical Girl Cat Lady was added to this Holy Land.

Zhu Luo turned his head, adjusted his jacket, "Sigh, you can tell you’ve never raised a child, you don’t understand this basic principle."

"Though the situation is unclear, based on that crazy girl Tianming’s condition, they should be able to inherit some of the Colorful Robe Sword Spirit’s memories.

"Now, the matter of the tender Cat Lady is already settled. Either change them all, or none at all, otherwise leaving just one or two would be awkward.

"When they wake up, they’d be isolated."

At this moment, Zhu Luo still had that turtle-headed immortal appearance, kindness written all over his wrinkled face.

Wei Zhuang remained silent for a while, then suddenly said, "I understand the logic, but what does ’tender’ mean? I remember it was just Cat Lady at first, you’re the one who added it..."

But as soon as he spoke, Wei Zhuang regretted it. He shivered and quickly shut his mouth.

Zhu Luo’s expression didn’t change in the slightest, still looking at Wei Zhuang with a smiling face.

"Ahem, let’s continue moving forward," Wei Zhuang awkwardly changed the subject.

.....

Not a word was said afterwards.

Apart from turning several remaining fish into tender Magical Girl Cat Ladies, there were no other waves. The process was surprisingly smooth.

After leaving the pipeline, they arrived at a safe spot unaffected by the black mist.

And as they drew closer, they also saw the true face of Baiyujing.

This Baiyujing was not a miniature sun composed of light, but an agglomeration of white slime, continuously bulging and writhing.

It looked sticky and somewhat disgusting.

The Grand Sect Leader Lu, a bit disdainful, manifested a Starlight Sword and carefully poked it. The sword tip pierced in without any obstruction, but the distance afterwards seemed infinite, no matter how far she extended, it was endless.

Lu Yuzhou did not withdraw the Starlight Sword, instead she dispersed it, turning to look at Zhang Ze, "See, how do we open this thing?"

But before Zhang Ze could step forward, the gauntlet formed by Li on his arm suddenly rose, the gauntlet gleamed in gold, and Fuji jumped out.

Without explanation, the golden brilliantly glowing Fuji smiled at Zhang Ze, then reached out and pressed onto the sticky Baiyujing.

Like ripples stirred by paddles on tiger-skin chili, waves rose on the spicy soup, as Fuji touched it, the sticky Baiyujing started to churn more violently.

...

Dubhe City.

A newly appointed white-clothed person rubbed her eyes, forcing herself to refocus on the medicinal wicks in her hands.

These days, she hadn’t rested well, you could even say she hadn’t rested at all, because every night during her meditation and breath regulation, she would hear a whistling sound echoing from the underground of her room, sometimes near, sometimes far.

And amid that whistle, there were some eerie songs.

They sang about spring days, light, companionship, sorrow, don’t leave, and things like that.

Although the sound was faint, it was bewitchingly penetrating, making it impossible for her to concentrate, almost causing her to blow up her own head several times.

But what concerned her most was the familiar voice occasionally mixed within the singing.

A voice of a Colorful Robe.

That Colorful Robe was the senior she looked up to.

Though more than one person had warned her that whether wearing white or black, a servant would always be a servant, she still fantasized in her heart, dreaming of the day she would don the Colorful Robe, walking beside her senior.

Yet this aspiration was now wavering, because in her senior’s songs, she also heard some even more wicked things.