Chapter 1062: Chapter 509: White Moonlight, Oh White Moonlight (3)
The giant hammer-wielding ape-like Divine Envoy that attacked my Uncle just now is one of the Immortal shadows from the Xiyi Inquiry.
Zhang Ze revealed his discovery.
After listening, Wei Zhuang nodded to show he understood, but he still had a trace of surprise. He looked at Zhang Ze and asked.
"Can you clearly see the faces of those Divine Envoys?"
Zhang Ze, "Yes, can’t you see them clearly?"
"No, we can’t."
Little Fuji, who had just shared the memory, was chewing on an Immortal Herb and interjected while chewing.
"Those faces don’t have features, just a mass of porridge."
Zhang Ze, "So, even the Divine Envoy of Valley City, you can’t see his face clearly?"
Little Fuji nodded vigorously to indicate that what he said was correct.
Wei Zhuang, "When I saw the spell that Divine Envoy used, I had some suspicions, but... I didn’t want to believe it.
"That is definitely not my friend; it’s just an empty shell."
Zhang Ze, "So, the one in Valley City just now..."
Wei Zhuang, "I couldn’t see the face, but I recognized the sword. It should... should be someone from the Celestial Sect."
Zhang Ze, "..."
Seeing the expression on Uncle’s face, Zhang Ze politely didn’t pursue the matter further.
His intuition told him there was definitely a story here.
But his intuition also told him that carelessly prying could result in a beating.
However, speaking of which, if all those Divine Envoys were Cultivators who followed Xiao Jing to the Central Continent’s great war back then, what exactly did they experience?
Not to mention the bizarre numbers and puppet-like behavior logic.
The state they were in when slain was also strange; there was no scattering of flesh and blood, instead, they shattered like crystals.
As if stepping out of a dream into reality, or condensed by some method, an artificial Divine Soul.
If they are Divine Souls...
At this thought, Zhang Ze suddenly had an idea; he looked towards Wei Zhuang.
"I have a method, but I’m not sure if it will work. Can you help me analyze it?"
Wei Zhuang, "Tell me."
Zhang Ze, "If those Colorful Robed Divine Envoys are some kind of puppets, given Xiao Jing’s petty nature, he would undoubtedly set up many restrictions to prevent variables and backlash against himself.
"Therefore, the actions of the Colorful Robed Divine Envoys must follow some kind of logic.
"Aside from not leaving their guarding place on their own, I suspect their division requires preconditions.
"Only after being slain will they split.
"Usually, these Colorful Robed Divine Envoys are suspended swords in the sky, aiding Xiao Jing in suppressing the tribes of the Holy Land.
"But when an external force that can threaten him invades, these Colorful Robed Divine Envoys become catalysts for the black energy."
Hearing this, Wei Zhuang also understood.
"Your idea is to capture them alive?"
Zhang Ze, "Yes, although I’m not sure about the specifics, I think it’s worth a try."
Wei Zhuang, "Let me think for a moment..."
The cavern fell silent for a moment.
Uncle closed his eyes in contemplation, while Fuji went to a corner to play with the bear they had chased away from its home.
Watching Little Fuji, with nothing in hand, Zhang Ze wanted to tease Li.
But after touching for a while, he suddenly remembered that Li wasn’t by his side.
After the incident in Valley City, Zhang Ze had used the source method to contact Li, telling her to find a place to hide.
So, suddenly at a loss for something to do, Zhang Ze set his sights on Uncle.
Zhang Ze sneakily scooted over, softly asking.
"Do you want to confirm again if the one in Valley City is indeed your old friend?
"If it is, perhaps we can learn some of the enemy’s habits in advance, and capturing her would be foolproof.
"I could draw you a picture, guaranteeing an accurate likeness."
Wei Zhuang opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Ze, and after a while, dryly said two words.
"Let’s see."
"Got it." Zhang Ze, with the same excitement as Lily when she hit the jackpot, rubbed his hands like an eager fly.
In just a moment, Zhang Ze used a spell to redraw the portrait of the Colorful Robe Fairy from Valley City.
After finishing, Zhang Ze handed the portrait to Uncle.
Wei Zhuang looked at the portrait and murmured to himself.
"So it was her..."
Seeing Uncle’s expression, Zhang Ze felt the atmosphere was about right.
He moved a step closer, watching Uncle with a gossipy face, using a small walnut to play a nostalgic tune softly mumbling.
"Keeping too many things in your heart is uncomfortable, saying them out loud makes you feel better, how about it..."
"Get lost."
Zhang Ze was kicked away, landing on top of the fat bear.
...
Valley City.
The city that had turned into ruins hadn’t been restored; the Colorful Robe Fairy was still futilely piling stones in the ruins.
After she finally piled a three-meter high house into a thirty-meter tall tower, the black-clothed and white-clothed Divine Envoys who had gone out to look for Zhang Ze returned.
Compared to the Colorful Robe, these people seemed more human-like.
However, although not puppets, they were slaves bound by chains.
Upon entering the city, the leading black-clothed one immediately knelt before the Colorful Robe Fairy.
As the former City Lord of Valley City before the Colorful Robe arrived, this black-clothed one loyally fulfilled his duties.
After pleading for forgiveness, he quickly proposed a solution to the problem.
First, search outward from Valley City, while also reporting to Baiyujing requesting support...
His suggestions were sensible, but before he could finish, he felt the world spinning around him.
It wasn’t until his head rolled on the ground twice, and he saw the headless body lying on the ground was his own, did he understand.
"Alas, so I died."
And then he truly died.
After inexplicably beheading the black-clothed one, the Colorful Robe Fairy offered no explanation.
She ignored the others and turned to start piling a second house.
The remaining black-clothed and white-clothed ones were kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift their heads or speak.
The incident in Valley City was thus inexplicably concealed.
The slumbering Baiyujing and Divine Monarch were completely unaware.
