Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

No possession, no earth-shattering battle, or any heaven-defying conspiracy.

Two disciples of the Sword Sect, separated by many generations, stood in the deserted square, chatting about trivial matters.

"Is the Sword Sect still around?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"Still around, and doing well. Now the East Continent is divided, our Sword Sect's territory is the largest..."

This time Zhang Ze spoke thoroughly, without exaggeration, simply narrating the major events that occurred over the years step by step.

"How does the Sword Sect regard me these days?"

When Zhang Ze finished speaking, Wei Zhuang asked an odd question.

Hearing this, Zhang Ze felt conflicted, unsure of how to respond.

It's not that Wei Zhuang's reputation is bad, but there's simply no evaluation.

In the Sword Sect, there are actually no records related to Wei Zhuang.

Although Zhang Ze isn't well-versed in his family's history, he's not so bad as to forget a name.

Regarding Wei Zhuang, Zhang Ze only heard a couple of things from the Sect Leader and Junior Sister.

He knows only two things.

The first is that Wei Zhuang, wearing the Night Demon Emperor Armor, went to fight in the west, and then disappeared.

The second is the Sect Leader said Wei Zhuang is concerned about the Gu Family.

"The Sect Leader said you care about the Gu Family." After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ze dryly said.

"Gu Family?" Wei Zhuang smiled upon hearing this, "Who is the Sect Leader now?"

"It's not proper for a disciple to directly address the Sect Leader's name. The Sect Leader should call you Granduncle..."

"Chen Tianming's grandson... interesting." Wei Zhuang reminisced for a moment and then joked, "How come I didn't know you were so polite? In my dream, you weren't like this."

That Chen Tianming is the grandparent of the Sect Leader.

Zhang Ze awkwardly smiled. Although during these three years in the Spirit Realm, Zhang Ze was polite to everyone, due to sheer boredom and investigating the Spirit Realm, he often played tricks and pranks.

"…So you were actually awake all along?" Zhang Ze suddenly asked.

"I still know what Brother Zhang was doing." Wei Zhuang picked up the teacup, yet saw no tea in it. He gently shook the teacup, and the cup filled with tea.

"Please don't tease the junior, Brother Zhang, I can't bear to be called that." Zhang Ze hurriedly waved his hand.

"I woke up a long time ago, but just wanted to sleep a little longer." Wei Zhuang no longer teased Zhang Ze, although his words were somewhat self-contradictory.

After a moment of silence, Wei Zhuang spoke.

"Shall I talk about a few trivial matters, do you want to hear?"

"Please go ahead, elder."

Then Zhang Ze learned two personal matters.

The first thing is, in terms of appearance, Wei Zhuang actually doesn't care much about the Gu Family. He only stayed in the Sword Sect for three years before being sent to Dongqi's Imperial City.

The one who took him was exactly the eunuch in the square, only he appeared early in the dream and then vanished without a trace.

The second thing is the reason for Wei Zhuang's departure.

The reason he left the Sword Sect is actually quite simple.

He stabbed a prince to death with a single sword.

But the Immortal Emperor was heartless yet appreciated talent. He thought to himself that he had many sons, but good seedlings were rare.

The useless son was gone, it was a small loss, but losing the talented ones on account of this useless son would be a big loss.

Therefore, no punishment was bestowed upon Wei Zhuang, instead, he was brought into the Imperial City to stay by the emperor's side.

Planning to personally nurture him.

That era was precisely when Dongqi ruled invincible, the entire world had to look up to its might, even the Sword Sect was the same.

Being inherently at a disadvantage, they could only accept that their disciple was taken away.

After hearing this, Zhang Ze felt that saying Wei Zhuang cared for his family wasn't unreasonable.

If he didn't care for his family, why only three years in the endless long dream?

Wei Zhuang saw Zhang Ze's look of admiration and worship, yet shook his head.

"I'm not as mighty as you think, just started dreaming recently." Wei Zhuang continued, "After those people triggered the seal here, I actually woke up, just didn't want to leave."

"Why?" Zhang Ze was puzzled.

"Not ready." Wei Zhuang replied.

Seeing Zhang Ze with the look of wanting to speak but hesitating, Wei Zhuang said, "At our level of cultivation, the departure of old friends is actually quite ordinary, even family."

Everyone must die, I'm no different."

But the changing of times disturbs one's mind, Dongqi is gone just as is, but I'm afraid the Sword Sect might also disappear, so I can only linger here, half awake half asleep, not wanting to know what happened outside."

"If the Sword Sect really disappears, what would you do?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Don't want to do anything, I'm just a handful of still living earth. If indeed everything perishes, what today's matter has to do with me, a lonely remaining life."

Upon finishing, Wei Zhuang stood up.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Ze followed and stood up.

"Go see the Sword Sect." Wei Zhuang looked back at Zhang Ze, "I care for my family."

Wei Zhuang evidently still had many things unspoken, but since he wouldn't say, Zhang Ze couldn't well ask.

Those words obviously need to be heard by the Sect Leader first.

"I'll lead the way for you, elder."

This exchange might not be something passed down through the ages but was remarkably normal.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ze often ends things abruptly, generally with normal things ending unconventionally.

This place was the sealing site of Wei Zhuang by the shamans, and the enormous Taisui was also part of the barrier.

Millennia had passed, the barrier loosened, stumbled upon by the people of the Hundred Demons Sect by mistake, thinking it was a fortuitous opportunity, which caused the subsequent misunderstandings.

Now the matter was resolved, and Mr. Wei Zhuang, eager to return home, naturally must slay the Taisui to escape.

As Wei Zhuang stood up, the surrounding scenery blurred like mist, becoming vague and indistinct, a bronze longsword appeared in Wei Zhuang's hand, with a gentle wave, the world became clear.

The enormous Taisui turned into nothing, the dream realm dispersed.

Then, the scene afterward was not quite appropriate.

Having escaped the dream-twisted realm, Zhang Ze felt refreshed, his aura shook, and the sword light around him trembled chaotically.