The midday sun felt warm all over my body.
This time, the Rice Bucket who used to wander around the world of the Smiling, Proud Wanderer didn't run around. Instead, he obediently lay down next to Xu Long and basked in the sun.
It's a married dog now, with a soft, adorable 36D wife who gave birth to twelve puppies.
This is the perfect life for a dog.
"Awoo..."
Resting his head on Xu Long's lap, Rice Bucket smacked his lips, seemingly dreaming of delicious food.
"That idiot..."
Xu Long sighed again. Foolish dogs have foolish luck.
"Um?"
Rubbing the big head of the Rice Bucket, Xu Long was about to take a nap when he suddenly sensed a presence, and then the sunlight was blocked.
He opened his eyes and saw a woman who smelled very sweet, a woman with a very cunning mind— Zhou Zhiruo.
She was tall and slender with a full bust. Her clothing was very conservative, but it couldn't hide her beautiful figure.
Besides, her face was both innocent and alluring.
She had a very innocent-looking face, but Xu Long always felt that she was incredibly seductive.
After a moment's thought, Xu Long realized the problem lay with himself.
He had been with countless women, and his spiritual attainment had long since reached the state of " Unity of Heaven and Man."
He has been in this state of mind recently, using the power of his soul to perceive the world around him, and naturally he can easily see through appearances to the essence.
This woman was dressed very innocently and appeared naive and inexperienced.
But these are all her ways of hiding her true self; deep down, she's both slutty and wanton.
Only someone with Xu Long's level of understanding could see through her; others who hadn't had much contact with her wouldn't know what kind of person she was.
"Senior brother, why are you asleep here? Aren't you afraid of Perfected Zhang's wrath?"
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes seemed to ripple with water, and every frown and smile was captivating.
She saw Xu Long as soon as she arrived in front of the Great Hall of Zhenwu. Compared to the others, this man's audacity was simply boundless.
Perfected Zhang and several of the Seven Heroes of Wudang were inside the main hall, yet Xu Long brazenly sat at the entrance sleeping.
This person must be someone extraordinary!
Zhou Zhiruo's guess was quite accurate; Xu Long's identity was far more than extraordinary.
The grand-disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, the most powerful figure of his time and the leader of the Wudang Sect. He is also the son of Zhang Cuishan, Seven Heroes of Wudang, and Yin Susu of the Ming Cult.
With such a prestigious background, if she could climb such a high branch, her future would be smooth sailing, leading straight to the top.
"Oh, my master is so good to me, he won't blame me."
Xu Long smiled, immediately understanding Zhou Zhiruo's thoughts.
"Grandmaster? You're Perfected Zhang's grand-disciple?"
Hearing Xu Long's words, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes lit up. She hadn't expected to actually stumble upon such a gem.
"Yes, I am..."
Xu Long nodded, a smile appearing on his face.
Four parts pride, three parts shyness, two parts timidity, and one part shame.
In terms of acting, Xu Long is absolutely a top-notch expert; fooling a character like Zhou Zhiruo is a piece of cake for him.
"He is the son of my martial uncle Zhang Cuishan and the Demon Cult witch Yin Susu. He was frail and sickly from a young age and could not practice martial arts."
A voice came from the side, tinged with sarcasm.
This is Song Qingshu, son of Song Yuanqiao, Seven Heroes of Wudang.
As a junior, to call his aunt a witch of Demon Cult sect reveals his despicable character.
"My name is Song Qingshu, and my father Song Yuanqiao."
As expected, Song Qingshu began introducing himself after arriving.
He himself made his identity and strength perfectly clear.
"It's actually Senior Brother Song Qingshu, my little sister Zhou Zhiruo, and my master Miejue."
A glint flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, and she immediately abandoned Xu Long, turning to speak with Song Qingshu instead.
Seemingly close yet distant, seemingly near yet far.
This neither allowed Song Qingshu to gain any advantage, nor made him think that he had a very good chance.
Zhou Zhiruo's way of handling things was a masterful display of manipulative tactics, completely outmaneuvering the fool Song Qingshu.
"Master is already waiting in the main hall, Junior Sister Zhiruo, please go in quickly."
While Song Qingshu was being overly attentive, he also glanced at Xu Long with utter disdain.
Zhou Zhiruo sighed inwardly, "What a pity for such a beautiful appearance," and then followed Song Qingshu into the main hall.
Xu Long is much more handsome than Song Qingshu; he's instantly likable.
But Zhou Zhiruo didn't just want a pretty face; she wanted someone who could help her fulfill her desires.
As long as it satisfies her needs, it doesn't matter if she's ugly.
"Awoo?"
The Rice Bucket yelled, asking what those two morons were talking about.
"Go back to sleep, don't pay them any attention."
Xu Long stroked its long fur and said.
"Hmm..."
Since Xu Long said not to bother with it, there's no need to bother with it either.
In its mind, Xu Long is like heaven. It will do whatever it is told to do.
Zhou Zhiruo came to the Wudang Sect to retrieve the Heavenly Sword that was stuck in the wall of the Great Hall of Zhenwu, and also to pay a visit to Zhang Sanfeng.
The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Commanding the world, none dare disobey. Without the Heaven-Reliant Sword, who can contend with it?
There is a saying in the martial arts world that whoever obtains the Dragon Slaying Sabre can become the supreme master of the martial arts world, and the Heavenly Sword is the only weapon that can be compared with the Dragon Slaying Sabre.
The Dragon Slaying Sabre is in the hands of Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun, while the Heavenly Sword belongs to the Emei Sect.
One advantage of the Daoist Sect is that even though they desperately want to attack Emei and seize the Heavenly Sword, they dare not make a move out of consideration for the code of Demon Cult. If it were the demonic sects, they would have already started fighting.
Invited by Zhang Sanfeng, Zhou Zhiruo reluctantly settled down at Mount Wudang.
As the strongest among the third-generation disciples, Song Qingshu naturally became Zhou Zhiruo's guide, leading her to enjoy the beautiful scenery on Mount Wudang.
Song Qingshu, that lad, was blinded by lust and used all his charms to make Zhou Zhiruo laugh.
They appeared to be a couple in love, but in reality, Zhou Zhiruo was just using him.
However, given Zhou Zhiruo's cunning, if Song Qingshu's father, Song Yuanqiao, were to become the next leader of the Wudang Sect, she might actually marry him.
The sun set in the west, the moon rose in the east, and soon it was evening.
Xu Long threw thousands of rats and bats down the cliff, then rode his Rice Bucket back.
More than two months have passed since the first batch was released, and according to the Red Queen's investigation, apart from the new type of rats and bats, no other creatures remain.
Grasshoppers, ants, weeds, and wildflowers were all swept away.
The Fireworker Monk can only choose from new types of bats and rats; he has to eat them whether he wants to or not.
After a while, Xu Long will go down to find the Fireworker Monk, and then he will have to do whatever Xu Long wants him to do.
"Um?"
On my way back, I passed by Zhou Zhiruo's room and saw a group of people acting suspiciously.
Xu Long knew that this was a scheme devised by Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu, and others.
He pretended to be spying, and once he got there, Zhou Zhiru would seduce him. When he was about to make his move, Song Qingshu and the others would run out.