Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 714 - 374: Not Afraid of Old Ascender’s Strength, but Fear Old Ascender’s Education_3

And the issues that Lily encountered are not issues when faced by Mahayana Cultivators.

Because Mahayana is Mahayana, they don't talk about reason.

Mere formulas, without the assistance of any arrays, the super brain of the Old Ascenders can instantly calculate the correct results.

And their super bodies are more precise than the best magical artifacts. As long as the formula is correct and the position accurate, what you aim to hit is exactly what you will hit, without a slightest deviation.

What wind resistance? What Spiritual Qi Barrier, array repulsion, don't know.

These things are insignificant in the face of sheer miraculous power.

Once the path of thinking opens up, just like that boy Zhang Ze said, within the Four Continents, the mission will definitely be accomplished.

Mo Jingchun gripped her sword, looking at the Northern Ice Field shrouded in extremes, her hand itched a bit, she thought that maybe she'd have to fire a few more shots of Eastern Wind in a few days.

...

Extreme North, Bear Pass.

As the former first heroic pass of the Demon Race, the gateway to the Northern Ice Field, the northernmost Demon city except for White Emperor City, yet during this Northern Territory disaster, it wasn't heavily affected.

Not because there was any special array set in Bear Pass City, but because the city's residents are somewhat special.

Just like the name Bear Pass, all the city's residents are of the Bear Race.

The so-called spring fatigue, autumn sleepiness, summer naps, and unable to wake in winter's three months, when the great disaster happened, most of the city residents were asleep, completely unaware of what transpired.

Since they didn't know, they wouldn't panic.

Even if awake now, they're leisurely sitting in their own rocking chairs, sipping Snowflake Wine from their cups, looking up to admire the spectacle of extreme night and dawn coexisting, the sunrise accompanying the aurora.

A look of "the sky may fall but it's none of my business, let the world crumble as it may".

Zhang Ze walked down the street, stupefied by the leisurely fat bears in the city, then turned his head to Old Tang.

When he arrived at Bear Pass, he was intercepted by Old Tang.

"You're saying, Master Hui Xuan might not have been beguiled by Emperor Xiaojing's dark hand?" Zhang Ze asked.

Hui Xuan is the Buddhist name of the little monk, also the top target of Hand's red bean list today.

"Yes." Old Tang nodded.

"Hui Xuan's disciple, that black fat guy, although he hasn't awakened, but we found something on him."

After leaving the Dragon Beard Pass auction house that day, the little monk and his disciple were targeted by Emperor Xiaojing's dark hand.

But eventually only the little monk went missing, while his disciple was left in a mountain ditch.

The Big Black Monk has been in a peculiar state of suspended animation ever since being found by the Six Sects.

Old Tang said, "It's Hui Xuan's handiwork. Hui Xuan created a maze within his disciple's mind's Spirit Platform, trapping the dark hand's power inside.

"And because the maze is so deep, it's also trapping the black guy's Divine Soul; from the looks of it, the black guy can't get out on his own. If you want him to awaken safely, Hui Xuan needs to personally unlock the maze."

"So, Taoist, you're saying the little monk... I mean, Master Huixuan, has a way to shake off the dark hand any time but is choosing not to use it?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Exactly." Old Tang nodded.

"Although we don't know what Hui Xuan's up to, nobody's coercing or controlling him. Emperor Xiaojing's dark hand's power is merely like the sun in the sky."

"The sun may warm, but inner feelings of hot and cold are personal; it's up to him whether he feels hot enough to shed his clothes, no one forcing them off."

Zhang Ze smacked his lips at the words, noncommittal, without expressing any opinion.

Old Tang, hands tucked, walked ahead, escorting Zhang Ze to Bear Pass City gate, "I procured a treasure from the Buddhist Sect for you. If Hui Xuan indeed tries anything tricky, use this to deal with him."

With that, Old Tang took something out of his sleeve...

A wolf fang club?

A black-gold wolf fang club, with teeth standing upright, the top few emitting a dark red blood glow.

Zhang Ze, "..."

"Are you sure this is a Buddhist Sect treasure? You didn't get it wrong?"

Zhang Ze felt the item didn't seem like it belonged to the Buddhist Sect, but rather the Hundred Demons Sect.

"No mistake, this is it, keep it safe, don't lose it. When you meet Hui Xuan, hit him with this," Old Tang didn't explain, only emphasized once more before forcefully stuffing the wolf fang club into Zhang Ze's hands.

"Keep this talisman as well, when in urgent need, ignite it to ensure everything goes well."

"This pill medicine I swindled from Qin Lang can grant temporary immunity to all poisons after consumption; if you don't eat it, you can use it as a projectile too."

"By the way, what you said about the Eastern Wind method is indeed feasible, we've captured the dark hand and are figuring out ways to transport it to the Great Wall.

"If you face unresolved issues in White Emperor City, call us, we can send a few more shots of Eastern Wind your way."

The two walked and paused, and walked far outside the pass, Junior Sister was waiting for Zhang Ze behind a snow slope.

"Take care on your journey." Old Tang patted Zhang Ze's shoulder, as he did back at Qinghe Association recently.

However, Zhang Ze remained standing, motionless, as if having unspeakable hesitation, he fell silent for a moment then opened his mouth to inquire, "Taoist, there's one more thing unclear."

"Speak." Old Tang adjusted his sunglasses before responding.

"Why is there a wanted order with your name on Bear Pass's city wall?" Zhang Ze observed Old Tang, disguised with sunglasses, two horns on his head, then pointed to the large portrait on the heroic pass's city head.

Seeing the fade of the wanted poster's color, who knows how long it's been hanging there.

"This... it's a long story." Old Tang turned his head to the side, awkwardly smiling.