Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

This Young Master might actually become the rightful master.

"Greetings, Young Master." Jin Qiong's arrival interrupted Ling Jiao's thoughts.

"How is the task I assigned you?" Ling Jiao asked.

"I failed, Young Master. The subordinates I sent were killed, and Yu Dong was taken by Nameless. He should be hidden now." Jin Qiong replied.

"Forget it. Nameless is dangerous, you can't handle him, let's drop this matter."

Zhang Ze, who was daydreaming by the bookshelf, felt quite dissatisfied.

What does this have to do with me? How am I dangerous?

Wandering over to the two, Zhang Ze sat on the table, waiting for their next words.

"Although the intelligence Yu Dong holds is important to us, there is no rush. Once the Demon Sect's plan concludes, I'll think of a way to ask for it, since he is originally our man."

Ling Jiao walked over to where Zhang Ze was standing and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Understood, Young Master." Jin Qiong liked the feeling of his Young Master strategizing, especially the boldness of not putting even the Elders of the Hundred Demons Sect in his eyes.

After a pause, seeing no further orders from Ling Jiao, Jin Qiong continued, "What about those Loose Cultivators? Do we really want to recruit them? I feel they cannot be trusted."

"They're just pawns; we only need them to explore the Spirit Realm. And since they're here, there's no reason to let them leave."

"If the Spirit Realm succeeds, you'll have as many subordinates as you want." Ling Jiao said with a light smile.

"Young Master is wise; even if those Outer Path Evil Cultivators all die, it won't attract the Sword Sect's attention." Jin Qiong sighed.

Seeing Ling Jiao walking toward the desk, Sword Sect disciple Zhang Ze quickly changed his position.

Squatting in the corner, Zhang Ze pinched his chin, recalling the story Xia Yan made up for him.

"Which part of her story do these idiots value so much?"

A small servant raising a panda? No... A small servant night-visiting the treasury? That's not right... It couldn't be that part, could it?

Zhang Ze tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Yan's foolish little story was originally ordinary, the days passing as usual, until one day she reached a writing block and randomly wrote something.

After that, she couldn't stop. To cover up her previous nonsense, she told the Hundred Demons Sect that the Beast Taming Sect was researching synthetic humans.

That's right, that's how Xia Yan wrote it, saying the Beast Taming Sect was researching how to gain the power of a bear from birth without any contact with bears.

Xia Yan originally thought she was doomed. After all, who would believe this nonsense?

But she didn't expect that from there, the Hundred Demons Sect began to pay more attention to him.

"Could these two idiots also be working on synthetic humans? And what is that Spirit Realm? What does it have to do with synthetic humans?"

Watching the master and servant chatting away, discussing the situation of the Four Continents, Zhang Ze wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, whatever the Spirit Realm is, he'll know soon enough.

"We've kept those people waiting long enough. They should be more anxious than us by now. Let's go." Ling Jiao laughed.

Following the two, Zhang Ze took an extra look at the old man with the dog chain, then contacted Bai Tao, who was staying inside the Beast Taming Ring.

At this time, Bai Tao was leaning on a cushion, holding Zhang Ze's Golden Core in her arms, reading a book with great interest.

"Bai Tao, do you have any poison?"

Zhang Ze's voice suddenly came from the Golden Core, giving Bai Tao a fright.

"Yes, what kind do you need?" Bai Tao put down the manuscript and picked up the Golden Core to ask.

"The kind that can poison two Nascent Soul Cultivators to death." Zhang Ze said it as if he were drinking soup.

"... I don't have that!"

"How about the kind that can silently poison seven or eight Golden Core Cultivators to death in an instant?"

"Also don't have that..."

"What kind of doctor are you that you don't have any poison, how is your pharmacy even running?"

"What kind of doctor would have these things!" Bai Tao was a bit speechless, feeling Zhang Ze had a somewhat mistaken perception of her.

"The Medicine King Valley, Senior Sister Xiaoxue has them." Zhang Ze now regretted not asking Xiaoxue for some before he left; she seemed to have a lot of that stuff.

"What cultivation level is your Senior Sister Xiaoxue?" Bai Tao asked.

"Either Refining Void or Tribulation Crossing, I think..." halfway through, Zhang Ze's voice was gone.

Bai Tao, hearing Zhang Ze's response, felt like throwing his worthless Golden Core aside.

"So, what do you want to do?" Bai Tao asked after calming herself down.

"Sow discord, use poison, create chaos..."

Zhang Ze told Bai Tao about the situation outside.

Bai Tao rubbed her own ear, pondering for a while, "I have a drug that could be used here; it's colorless and odorless and won't cause any reaction when inhaled alone."

"But if catalyzed with Night Village Powder, it will immediately cause a reaction, even affecting Nascent Soul Cultivators."

"What does this drug do?" Zhang Ze was a bit curious.

"An aphrodisiac." Bai Tao replied.

"?" Zhang Ze was momentarily stunned, "Why do you even have that?"

"Is there a problem with a doctor carrying an aphrodisiac?" Bai Tao asked earnestly.

Zhang Ze thought for a bit, figuring that might actually work. He just wanted the group to turn on each other and cause chaos.

Since it's just an aphrodisiac, whom to use it on needs careful consideration to achieve the best effect.

"How much do you have?" Zhang Ze asked casually.

"Five pounds, is that enough?" Bai Tao replied offhandedly.

"You... never mind, listen for my signal." With that, Zhang Ze ended the communication.

...

In the hall, Xiao Han stood behind a pillar, pulled his cloak, and sneered at Ling Jiao, who was drawing big hopes for everyone ahead.

As an Evil Cultivator, thinking he inherited the true teachings of Goudao, he didn't believe in this person's words.

After all, he originally planned to trap Ling Jiao's Ghost Horse Helm Cultivator, Lü You, but something went wrong, and he had no choice but to stay hidden, pretending to be a cultivator coming here in search of refuge, brought along with everyone else.