As Zhang Ze’s most devoted fan, Lu Ning, tasked with avenging Sword Sect’s Old Ascender, held high expectations from her master, Lu Yuzhou. These days, she stayed beside the simulated Golden Core created by her master, waiting for the first chance to contact Zhang Ze. She worked tirelessly on this matter. She rehearsed many scenarios and personas for this moment. If Zhang Ze became a soft-hearted Junior Brother faced with adversity, she would be the gentle, nurturing elder sister. If Zhang Ze was still holding on and not giving up, she would be his steadfast companion, a ray of light in the darkness. But she didn’t expect Zhang Ze to speak in such a casual tone. Like a jobless youth out on the street buying candied hawthorns... It seemed less like an Innate Tao Embryo and more like the pedestrian mall near his home. She was at a loss for a moment and forgot all her calculations. She could only explain the situation to Zhang Ze, talking about the Sword Sect Leader and Chen Qin coming to the Celestial Sect. After gaining trust from both sides, their communication deepened, but as they spoke, Zhang Ze felt something was off. Zhang Ze called out again, feeling the voice of the Celestial Sect disciple was a bit odd. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "Oh, I’m here, please speak, Junior Brother." Lu Ning’s voice still quivered slightly. "Why is your voice trembling?" Zhang Ze asked curiously. After a long silence, a voice finally came from the other side. "I’m a little cold, it’ll be fine after I shiver for a bit, thank you for your concern, Junior Brother." "Please rest well, Senior Sister, and keep warm. I entrust the matters we discussed to you." The Golden Core communication ended, and Lu Ning gasped, collapsing onto the ground with a flushed face. "He, he talked to me, said so much, ah, I’m so happy." Lu Ning tumbled in the starlight, biting her sleeve, with a floating Golden Core before her, surrounded by various strange magical artifacts. Once she calmed down, she sat up from the ground. Lu Ning controlled the Spiritual Qi to activate all those strange magical artifacts, and Zhang Ze’s voice emerged from them. "Senior Sister Lu..." After listening a second time, Lu Ning adjusted her clothing swiftly and rushed out. Side dishes can be used later. But before setting off, the fanatic Lu Ning planned to return to the small dark room to inhale some of Zhang Ze’s old clothes. To replenish some energy. Ah, Junior Brother smells so good, even after so long, there’s still a mesmerizing scent of sunshine. Over at Thousand Mechanism Pavilion. Lily started wandering around the yard again, with Maomao enthusiastically following her. After receiving the latest intel from Chen Qin, Lily started worrying again. "No way! I’m still uneasy, Fuji, let’s go over there and check it out!" Lily suddenly stopped, causing Maomao behind her to bump into her, making Lily stagger. "Hey, but didn’t you say earlier that going there was useless and we needed to stay home? Moreover, isn’t the Sect Leader there?" Little Fuji poked its head out of Lily’s pocket, asking curiously. "But that’s an Innate Tao Embryo! It’s super powerful, okay!" Lily pulled little Fuji out of her pocket, rubbing it fondly. Soon, she was lifted again by Fuji’s tentacles. "What’s an Innate Tao Embryo?" Fuji asked. "I don’t know! But it’s precisely because it’s unknown that it’s powerful, okay!" Lily confidently declared her ignorance. "True, then what should we do?" Fuji, stirred by Lily’s urgency, began panicking. "Rally support! Fuji, quickly find your master and senior sister." Little Fuji clapped its tiny hands, recalling its status as a dual disciple of Sword Sect and Medicine King Valley. Xiaoxue, a spirit formed from twin Sal trees, was the chief disciple of Medicine King Valley and also Fuji’s master and senior sister. Without a doubt, she was top-tier, definitely capable against the mighty-sounding Innate Tao Embryo. "What about us?" Little Fuji clenched its little fists, eager to join in. "We’ll definitely go over there too," Lily replied. "Fool, to claim credit, obviously." "Yay! Claiming credit!" But before departing, Lily remembered something, she took out a Sword Sect disciple’s clothing from her Hundred Treasures Bag, and called back Maomao, who was already halfway out of the courtyard. "Good dog, put on this outfit." Lily dressed Maomao in an outfit resembling Zhang Ze’s size and style and rubbed it vigorously. Once she confirmed it had absorbed the dog scent, she packed the clothing and placed it on a fully automated Thousand-Machine Vehicle. This vehicle would take the clothing to the courier station, where professional delivery personnel would transport it further. Some time ago, a mysterious buyer contacted Lily, offering a good price for Zhang Ze’s old clothes. As for who Lily was, she wouldn’t agree to such disloyal or dishonest acts immediately. Thus, after two days of hesitation, Lily eventually agreed. She couldn’t refuse; the offer from that side was too enticing. Lily investigated the buyer’s identity but didn’t find out who they were. However, while she agreed, Lily didn’t send the actual old clothes worn by Zhang Ze, lest he be cursed. Hence, Lily initially sent some new clothes that nobody wore, wore them herself for two days, and then, after making them look old, mailed them out.