The Strongest Weapon Below Divine Weapons

"Morning, senior brother!"

As the first faint light of dawn appeared, Zhang Xuezhou stretched and rose to his feet.

He called out as usual, but when he turned his head, a delicate, pale face came into view.

Zhang Xuezhou's scalp went numb.

He leaped up, only for Jin Chang to grab him and pull him back down.

"Wu Chao praised you to the skies, but I didn't expect you to be so ordinary!"

Jin Chang pulled Zhang Xuezhou down onto the stone slab, looking extremely dissatisfied.

"You scared me half to death, appearing so suddenly!"

Of course Zhang Xuezhou recognized Jin Chang. He was even somewhat familiar with that face.

Thanks to Dong Zhongshu's Technique, he had seen that face, as well as Jin Chang's buried head.

Zhang Xuezhou wasn't sure whether this was Jin Chang's true face, but the person wearing it now was undoubtedly Jin Chang.

He had even seen Jin Chang use the Puppet Technique on Zou Bugui, nearly turning the living man into a human-shaped puppet.

Zou Bugui's screams still echoed in his mind. How could Zhang Xuezhou remain unmoved at the sudden sight of such a ruthless man?

But after Jin Chang pulled him down onto the stone slab, Zhang Xuezhou calmed down considerably.

After all, resisting was no use at all, so he had no choice but to calm down. And Jin Chang's presence here could only prove that he cared more about Hongku killing students than they had imagined.

For Jin Chang, the only way to obtain the Yin Yang Nine Heavens Inheritance now was to use Zhang Xuezhou to get close to Zou Bugui.

As long as Jin Chang was unwilling to have his cultivation fixed at the Sole Self Realm, he needed to keep them alive.

Zhang Xuezhou warmly welcomed Jin