The next day.
Various ssages, regardless of their truthfulness, rampaged through Cold City like wild horses off their reins.
So said they had seen a headless ghost on the bell tower in the west of the city last night, seemingly with a massive grievance.
It was suggested that the Sword Hall act imdiately to suppress it, preventing it from causing harm.
Others said that Fan Jin, the mad cultivator, had discovered traces outside the city this morning that appeared to be from a Sword Sect expert. He had an epiphany, comprehending the Supre Sword Intent within and directly broke through three minor realms.
He was shouting, "I have beco immortal," while running barefoot into the mountains.
He suggested everyone band together to fence the place, develop it into a scenic spot, and sell tickets.
Of course, these were just minor matters.
The major issue was still those Demon Race mbers turned into statues.
Last night, Fuji had moved the third layer of the Snake Cave to the underground yard of the Sword Hall.
But sohow the news leaked, and now a large circle of Demon Race mbers surrounded the Sword Hall entrance.
Most were there to see their loved ones, while a small portion intended to sneak in for the spectacle.
In any case, it was quite vexing.
However, fortunately, the old residence of the Ling Family was very quiet.
"Aunt Ling, what are your plans for the future?" Zhang Ze poured a cup of tea for Ling Liu.
"I want to visit your martial uncle at the Seventh Sword Pavilion—
as for later..." Ling Liu sighed, "I can’t stay in this Cold City anymore; it’s better to move to a different place."
Now that the dream of Cold City had awakened, though no one was paying attention to the Ling Family for the mont, once most of the truths ca out, the matter of Ling Liu’s Dream-Locked Cold City would definitely not remain hidden.
Staying here would only be troubleso, so leaving might be the best choice.
"If Aunt Ling doesn’t mind, you can co to the Thousand chanism Pavilion," Zhang Ze suggested.
"The Thousand chanism Pavilion is not far from the Sword Pavilion, and it has just been established, so there’s sothing fresh happening every day. Living there shouldn’t be boring."
"Alright." Ling Liu nodded.
After chatting for a while longer, Zhang Ze left the old residence of the Ling Family.
Walking down the street, he let out a sigh.
The task "Pill of Yin and Yang" was resolved.
But all he got was a riddle.
Ling Liu told him the second sentence of that Stone Pill was not a demon.
Stone Pill is a cage.
Upon hearing this sentence, the "Pill of Yin and Yang" task automatically completed, but the reward was that the task progress of "Thousand chanism City" increased by a full five percent.
The riddle was the reward, and it was related to the Thousand-Mile City task.
Zhang Ze didn’t understand, how could Li have anything to do with Thousand chanism City?
Would it be placed in as the formation eye?
Like Li, Ling Liu, born of the Stone Pill, couldn’t rember many things.
She only recalled soone telling her this sentence, as well as how to use an array and the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror.
As for why she and her daughters appeared in that secret realm, and how they died in their past lives, all of it was unknown.
However, Ling Liu also gave Zhang Ze so advice.
"I think you could try to decipher that array."
Pondering the issue of the Stone Pill, Zhang Ze wandered to the Sword Hall’s premises.
It was almost noon by now; the demon races searching for relatives were all registered and sent back ho after being comforted.
Those who ca for the spectacle were shooed away.
Only a few who were truly idle were still squatting across the street waiting for gossip from the Sword Hall.
After entering the Sword Hall and finding Lily, Zhang Ze paused for a mont.
"Lily, what are you doing?"
"Seeking the wisdom of the elders," Lily replied.
In a side hall of the Sword Hall, Lily was fiddling with a box.
She raised her hand and knocked three tis from a 45-degree angle above.
It seed to work. The array on top of the small box lit up.
The next second, the chanism reversed, and the array reassembled.
A small Spirit Gathering Array gathered the surrounding Spiritual Power, the box opened, folded again, transforming into sothing resembling a picture fra.
Before long, the face of an old man appeared in the picture fra.
He opened his mouth silently, as no sound could be heard from this side.
"What is this?" Zhang Ze asked.
"It’s an image-transmitting Thousand chanism Tool. A few Thousand chanism cultivators from the Pavilion worked together to make this thing recently."
"This trial model has so flaws; you have to knock it three tis before it opens."
"The image transmission quality is also lacking; it takes a few minutes each ti."
"However, it’s cost-effective, costing over half less than a magical artifact with the sa effect."
After speaking, Lily held the picture fra to her chest and hurried out of the side hall.
When Zhang Ze followed Lily to the third layer of the underground Snake Cave, the picture fra was already packed.
Full of elderly people, all cramd into the fra because their cultivation stages and ages were about the sa, no one backed down.
Perhaps because they were underground, the signal was poor, making the faces within the fra alternately blurry and clear, and the sound and images were out of sync.
All these elders were Golden Core Stage Thousand chanism cultivators. So were originally from the Sword Sect, others were invited or introduced by each other.
They had all hit dead ends in their respective Thousand chanism cultivation paths, unable to break through.
Zhang Ze had initially thought that the arrival of these elders would cause ideological conflicts for the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
But unexpectedly, these elders could adapt quickly, thus giving up formalities as swiftly as Lily.
Moreover, because of their rich experience, they were more uninhibited.
Now the Thousand chanism Pavilion had many items, from the Underworld and the Living World, all concocted by this group of senior citizens.
The ongoing discussion with Lily through the fra was naturally about how to unravel the Demon Refining Array.
At that mont, two elders from Dragon Tiger Mountain were arguing over a point of disagreent.
Of course, the sound and images were still out of sync.
Zhang Ze didn’t understand, so he naturally couldn’t interject; he lounged by the Demon Refining Array for a while, cocking his head to observe.
He felt he had seen this array sowhere before.
It looked similar to the array Ling Liu had given him.
Zhang Ze took out the array for comparison and found that many array talismans were similar, though so parts were entirely opposite.
Han Yao’s sacrifice of a hundred demons was to extract the Spirit Charm of the demon race to heal her Lifebound Spiritual Snake.
The Dream-Locked Cold City array could revert Ling Qiyi and the others back to Stone Pills, turning their original bodies into Spiritual Objects to sustain the array...
"Lily, take a look at this."
Zhang Ze handed the array in his hand to Lily.
"Boss, where did you get this?"
After listening to Zhang Ze’s explanation, Lily took the array and cradled it in her arms, running out of the side hall, the sa way she had handled the fra before.
By the ti Zhang Ze caught up with Lily to the underground third layer of the Snake Cave, the fra was already packed with people.
All senior citizens, cramd into the fra, were arguing, occasionally appearing in blurry or clear images due to poor signals in the underground.
All these elderly were Golden Core Stage Thousand chanism cultivators, so belonging to the original Sword Sect, so were invited, others had been introduced by each other.
They all hit dead ends on their respective Thousand chanism cultivations, unable to break through.
Originally, Zhang Ze thought that their arrival would create a clash of ideologies for the Thousand chanism Pavilion.
But he didn’t expect that the seniors’ arrival would bring an unrestricted sense of creativity to the Pavilion.
Many new and exotic things from the Underworld and Living World were now in the Pavilion thanks to this group of seniors.
Currently, two old n from Dragon Tiger Mountain were in a heated argunt over a point of disagreent.
But of course, their words and faces were out of sync.
In the anti, Zhang Ze’s thoughts wandered elsewhere.
He seed to have solved those riddles.
It seed he understood the aning of those few riddles, which led him to think about sothing.
He felt that this matter was inseparable from Li Yueqi.
Or rather, the Beast Taming Sect.
"How can we trick Li Yueqi into joining the Thousand chanism Pavilion?"
No sooner had he said this than Chen Qin and Li Yueqi walked into the Sword Hall together.
Chen Qin was holding Li in her arms.
Li struggled to speak, and Chen Qin interjected, "Am I soone who goes back on my word? Hiccup..."
"Did you clean out the Second-Layer of the Snake Cave?" Zhang Ze asked.
"I’m not soone who goes back on my word, hic...
I was going to eat it, but I found that there were lots of things in the Second-Layer belonging to those who were turned to stone, so I gnawed a bit of a small Rock Essence Ore Vein and ended up eating too much."
"Li said she’ll take that small ore vein..." said Chen Qin, holding Li like a child.
Fifty thousand spirit stones couldn’t buy a small Rock Essence Ore Vein, Zhang Ze didn’t expect Li would accidentally discover one.
"Burp, maybe next week. I can’t fit more now, I need to digest," said Li.
Li Yueqi chuckled softly.
She was here to say goodbye, as Hei Qu seed to be feeling unwell since last night.
But then Hei Qu suddenly headed towards Zhang Ze.
He raised his proud wolf head, seemingly having co to so kind of decision.
"Qinghe, have you been drinking too much?"
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