Chapter 1079: Chapter 516: Little Fuji Creates a World

Most of the time, Fuji remains in a jelly-like, semi-transparent gelatinous form.

It feels bouncy and smooth to the touch, warm and comforting, like a little figurine that can move.

Holding her in the palm of your hand, aiming towards the sun, the beautiful colors resemble looking up at the sky from the ocean depths.

But at this moment, while lying in the box digesting, Little Fuji is undergoing some internal changes.

Qin Lang sees some vague golden shadows appearing inside her semi-transparent boneless body.

Like a skeleton, or veins, or some unknown plant roots.

And unbeknownst to him, upon seeing those roots, Qin Lang suddenly feels a sense of completeness, as if that was the end of everything in the world.

But this strange feeling comes and goes quickly, vanishing without a trace.

Though unsure why Little Fuji is here, Qin Lang still reaches out, intending to fish her out.

As soon as his hand reaches into the box, a small purple hand sparkling with starlight grabs his wrist, with the starlight flashing only for an instant before withdrawing.

"Oh, a Qin?"

"A Lu?"

In that brief encounter, both recognized each other’s identity.

’If it’s a Lu, then this kid is Zhang Ze?’

’No wonder it felt so familiar.’

Qin Lang withdraws his hand, ready to cover the box again, while Lu Yuzhou picks up Little Fuji, hides her upon taking her out of the box.

And just before the box gets covered again, Li’s little hand emerges from Zhang Ze’s body, tossing in a few sticks of fried dough and pouring a bowl of yellow juice into the box.

The group’s coordination is seamless, their actions fluid as water, unnoticed by any outsiders.

The leaf that obscured Zhang Ze’s senses also dissipates by then, and now knowing who stands before him, Zhang Ze winks at Qin Lang.

...

Once the order is finally restored at the Water Sect, the black-clad person first turns to look at Qin Lang, only to find him unmoved, holding a cup of yellow liquid, smiling at him.

Before the black-clad person can step forward to question him, Qin Lang raises the cup and says, "Praise the Divine Monarch! Are you the loyal one, intending to serve faithfully for the Divine Monarch in place of the servant?"

The keywords are detected again, causing the black-clad person’s neck to start hurting again.

However, before he could reform his filial piety, he saw the annoying white-clad person drink up the liquid in the cup in one gulp.

Seeing Qin Lang unharmed, the black-clad person, disappointed, swings his sleeve angrily and gives up.

Today has been troublesome enough, he doesn’t want to stir up any more extra trouble.

And moreover, whether it was due to some fear in his heart or some instinct.

He now feels a bit of dread towards the smiling white-clad person, not wanting any entanglements with him anymore, and even the thought of revenge dissipates completely.

"Enter the city!" The black-clad person raises his token, opening the city gate of the Water Sect.

The sound of a whale’s call echoes as the fleet from "Port 25" sails into Dubhe City.

Looking at Zhang Ze’s back as he enters the city with the fleet, Qin Lang clicks his tongue.

"The taste of fried dough in fruit juice is gross, and though it’s yellow, why does it taste like grapes?"

He licks his lips, then turns to look at his superior, seemingly wanting to say something serious.

But before he can speak, the black-clad person shudders and runs off in a panic, disappearing without a trace.

"Sigh, still need more practice." Qin Lang shakes his head and continues to stand at the Water Sect’s entrance with his hands behind his back.

Even though the inspector’s work ends, the security duty is not yet over, and today he has to stand guard until nine o’clock before being allowed to leave.

...

Night, Dubhe City.

Zhang Ze stands alone by the window, looking up at the sky.

No matter how many times he gazes, he still finds the night of this Holy Land somewhat eerie.

No starlight, no moon, nothing but pitch blackness. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Replaced by the constant Baiyujing hanging eternally in the center of the Holy Land, in this world without eastward rise or westward fall, nightfall is marked by a solar eclipse.

However, unlike ordinary solar eclipses, Baiyujing’s solar eclipse starts from the very center.

A black spot appears at the center of Baiyujing, then begins to spread outward, like a self-replicating stain.

In the end, only the outermost circle retains a hint of light, resembling a halo hanging in the night sky.

But the light from this halo is too weak, reserved for Baiyujing’s own enjoyment.

Zhang Ze leaves the window, directing his gaze towards Li, who is hiding under the bed gnawing at the bedpost.

"Is your spell okay, replacing fish bones with fried dough? What if it gets discovered?"

But before Li can answer, he hears a voice behind him.

"No worries, what’s in the box actually becomes just a procedure once inside the city."

The voice startles Zhang Ze, but he quickly realizes who it is.

Now this small room is already concealed by Sect Leader Lu’s spell, allowing only select people inside, besides Qin Lang there should be none.

"Good evening, Valley Master Qin, what do you mean by this?" Zhang Ze asks.

Qin Lang, casually familiar, sits at the table, sniffs the glass of water on the table, and after confirming the drink is not grape-flavored orange juice, speaks while drinking.

"I arrived here a few days before you, and have got a general understanding of this place.

"If you look closely, you’ll find that the rules set by Xiao Jing have long been riddled with holes."

Zhang Ze, "Why’s that?"

He thinks about it, believing that although Xiao Jing might be insane, the rules he set were extremely strict, certainly more coherent than the ten maxims of the Human Emperor.

Qin Lang, "What else could it be, but that everything in the world is changing.

"For ten thousand years, the Ancient Wood has flourished, rivers have changed course, let alone people. Rules are dead, people are alive. No matter how many rules there are, they cannot bind a thoroughly rotten heart."