Who let him join the Sword Sect?!
Chapter 988 - 481: Life Is Full of Pretensions
We'll talk about future matters in the future.
The most important thing right now is to pull Zhang Ze out from where he's stuck.
But after trying for a long time with a bunch of these butt-shaped Dream Origin Pills, Zhang Ze still couldn't absorb a single one.
According to Zhang Ze, he was at a standstill.
In short, it was very uncomfortable.
So upon discovering this situation, Zhang Ze naturally contacted Li right away, but the reply was very muddled.
"I don't know, I don't even know how I consumed it, I didn't have a mouth at that time... Hmm, let me think...
"Oh, I remember. If I have to say, at that time I smelled a scent, it was tickling, and I woke up following the scent."
Li's explanation was as good as saying nothing.
Although there were no clues from Li's side, Xiangxiang came up with an idea.
"I think it's not your problem, but the Dream Origin Pill, just like those counterfeit pills on the second-hand street of Thousand Mechanism Town."
Speaking of counterfeit pills on the second-hand street of Thousand Mechanism Town, strictly speaking, they can't be considered entirely fake.
After all, for most Pill Medicines, only one or two ingredients provide the actual effect.
The other ingredients are mostly used to balance the medicine properties, improve taste, or increase preservation.
And the pills concocted on the second-hand street are like this, the raw materials are usually alright, but compared to regular manufacturers like Medicine King Valley, they often cut corners in the supplements and process.
For example, without preservatives, a genuine Soul Transfer Pill has a shelf life of five hundred years and can serve as a semi-heirloom.
But the counterfeit Soul Transfer Pill, once prepared, is a bowl of soup that turns green and poisonous if not consumed immediately after half a two-hour period.
For example, overly potent effects, the genuine Night Raid Eight Directions Powder only lasts for one night, storing remaining effects in the kidneys, maintaining gentleness to ensure no harm to the body.
But the counterfeit Night Raid Eight Directions Powder, after consumption, might have unending potency, lasting rigidly for months.
For example, without coating, many Recovery Pills can optimize taste and increase absorption by adjusting supplements without affecting the medicinal properties.
But those counterfeit Recovery Pills either taste like burnt feces or come with a spicy-salty stench.
...
"That's the situation." Xiangxiang clapped her hands. "These Dream Origin Pills concocted by Little Fuji are likely similar to those counterfeit pills on the second-hand street.
"Although the main two ingredients are correct, all the supplements are wrong.
"The Four Continents Will might feel these things stink and cause coughing upon consumption, hence ignoring you."
Xiangxiang's analysis made a lot of sense, but having reason seemed futile without the genuine Pill Formula.
Junior Sister looked at the giggling Little Fuji and thought she didn't appear to possess advanced wisdom.
Finding the correct Pill Formula from countless variations seemed a bit too difficult for her.
"How about asking Valley Master Qin, he..."
Before Junior Sister finished her sentence, Xiangxiang and Di Zhuomala answered in unison, "No way! Absolutely not!"
"Why?" Junior Sister was puzzled.
Zhang Ze gently nudged Junior Sister to remind her, "There are Holy Tree fragments in the Dream Origin Pill; if Valley Master Qin gets hold of them..."
Upon hearing that, Junior Sister immediately grasped it and hurriedly apologized to Di Zhuomala.
"Sorry, I didn't think it through."
When you're out mingling, you have to be reasonable. Granny is nice to Zhang Ze, but certain boundaries shouldn't be crossed casually.
Although unsure of what Mr. Qin exactly did, his dislike here must have its reasons.
Unless Granny gives the nod, it's best not to let Mr. Qin know about the Holy Tree peeling secretly within.
No one knows what he might do.
Junior Sister suddenly found herself without a plan again.
However, despite the broken chain of clues, Xiangxiang's point inspired Lao Di.
She raised her hand and said the most meaningful words of the day.
"Why not ask the Holy Tree?"
Zhang Ze, "The Holy Tree?"
Di Zhuomala, "Yeah, if the finished Dream Origin Pill is a tribute to the Four Continents, then the most crucial ingredient must be the Holy Tree fragments.
"If so, why not directly let the Holy Tree communicate with the Four Continents Will?
"The Holy Tree is alive, you know."
As Lao Di said this, she instinctively placed her hand on the wall of the tree hole.
And whether the Holy Tree responded or not, a massive flood of noise surged towards her mind.
She quickly withdrew her hand, holding onto the stroller and retching.
Zhang Ze realized this logic too; after Lao Di recovered, he asked.
"There should be some ritual involved, after all, the Holy Tree isn't just anyone on the street, things have to go through some process."
Di Zhuomala nodded, "Indeed, a ritual is needed, I'll go look for..."
However, Zhang Ze interrupted Lao Di by shaking his foot, "Don't bother Granny, can you perform this ritual?"
Di Zhuomala instinctively replied, "I can. I know all the rituals concerning the Holy Tree, just haven't practiced them."
Zhang Ze, "Then you'll do it; you will host the ritual."
Di Zhuomala, "Me, but..."
"No buts, it's you, don't worry, you can't mess me up."
Zhang Ze's words carried a domineering vibe, and if it weren't for the lack of equipment now, he'd definitely corner Lao Di into a wall with a split-legged move.
Lao Di bit his lip, looking at Zhang Ze, who looked like a one-legged egg, and finally nodded.
Di Zhuomala said, "Alright, alright, but let me prepare first. Also, this ritual needs an assistant. Please find someone reliable."
She added at the end, "Fuji won't do, it has to be a normal person."
After speaking, she turned and left.
"Why do we have to find someone? Can't Xiao Di just find a tribe priest?" Junior Sister asked.
Xiangxiang clasped her hands and spoke blandly, "Because doing so would be troublesome."
Junior Sister, "What kind of trouble?"
Zhang Ze chimed in, "The Holy Tree Division has strict hierarchy, not everyone is qualified to host a ritual. This protects the tribe members and instills them with reverence for the Holy Tree.
"With Di Zhuomala's current status, hosting a ritual would be an overreach.
"Asking Granny for permission is best avoided, for some matters are better kept under wraps, done in secret.
"If successful, it proves Di Zhuomala has the ability to become the next Main Priest, and if not, I'll take the blame."
"Main Priest?" Junior Sister asked.
Zhang Ze nodded his foot, "Yes, after all, I don't plan to be the Main Priest. It's too troublesome, I must think of a way to shirk this burden."
Zhang Ze thought ahead, even planning that if Granny insisted he became the Main Priest, he would stage a one-week coronation before immediately abdicating, passing the position back to Lao Di.
But doing so might be somewhat unfair to Di Zhuomala.
After all, a goal pursued for over a decade suddenly taken by an outsider, then tossed back like a worn-out shoe.
Makes it seem like charity.
Very insulting.
"People live on dignity, especially geniuses like her." Zhang Ze looked at Junior Sister with his knee, "If you were a biological daughter your whole life, then suddenly told the next day you're adopted, would you feel good?"
Junior Sister shook her head like a rattle drum.
Zhang Ze, "That's the point."
Junior Sister nodded, "I see, senior brother, you've thought far ahead. Okay, you stay here, I'll go find someone."
With that said, Junior Sister transformed into a streak of sword light and disappeared.
...
On the vast grasslands near Fucheng, moving was still underway.
Granny Anya sat in a wheelchair, quietly observing the massive dinosaurs. Suddenly, a Barbarian King approached, whispered something in her ear.
Granny just listened quietly, without any expressions.
"Do you need us to help, or to stop her?" The Barbarian King asked softly after reporting.
Granny Anya shook her head.
"Do nothing, just act as if you don't know."
"Understood." The Barbarian King nodded and retreated behind Granny Anya.
...
On a street in Fucheng.
Li Yueqi, Miss Li was braiding her snake while looking at jewelry in the shop.
Yet, her expression seemed empty, as if the treasures in the showcase held no interest.
She sighed, feeling exhausted.
Female Hero Li had spent a long time preparing herself before deciding to follow the Beast Taming Sect westward, arriving here.
Though she claimed the trip was to see dinosaurs, the real reason was to see her parents.
However, as the saying goes, the world is unpredictable.
Just as she arrived, her parents left.
Her parents who hadn't returned home in over ten years, came back exactly when she wasn't there.
Not only that, they were planning a trip without the old man, touring the Four Continents from east to north.
The two adoptive parents intended to make up for the Li siblings' lost childhood.
Due to the suddenness of this event, all Li Yueqi's plans were disrupted; her emotions and words planned out all evaporated.
In short, her feelings were very mixed now.
Especially given her tendency to internally struggle and self-conflict.
So, she made an excuse that she had matters here, saying she'd return in a few days.
And typically, her unreliable parents would either fly over to find her or take only Li Jue out.
But unexpectedly, this time they suddenly became reliable, kept things balanced, and waited at home for her return.
Not coming to find her, not urging her.
Made Li Yueqi feel awkward, like she was throwing a tantrum.
"Oh, fine, I'll go home."
Sighing and exclaiming, she bought the shop's most expensive jewelry, intending to bring them home as local specialties.
Though her mother probably has plenty of such things.
After paying, Li Yueqi walked out of the city, planning to take the Everywhere Pass Flying Ship home.
But just as she exited the street, she was bear-hugged.
"Sister Qi, finally found you! I need your help."
With that, Chen Qin pulled Li Yueqi towards the Holy Tree at a rapid pace.