Chapter 33: A Family Should Be Neat and Tidy

Zhu Zhangling, unaware that Zhang Jie was wildly roasting him in his heart,

calmed down after Zhang Jie directly admitted to killing his sworn brother, daughter, and nephew:

"Since you were able to come down, you must be able to go back, right?"

"Naturally." Zhang Jie nodded.

He was here to find Zhang Wuji and the Nine Yang Divine Art, not to die, so he naturally had a retreat planned.

As he spoke, Zhang Jie shook the rope in his hand,

as long as he climbed up along this rope, he could return to the cliff.

Zhu Zhangling, understanding, looked at the rope in Zhang Jie's hand with fiery eyes:

"As long as you let me use the rope, not only will I not pursue the matter of you killing my daughter and the others,

I can also share the entire Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor with you!"

Heaven knows how he had survived these three years; calling him a wild man living by eating raw meat and blood and surviving in the wilderness would not be an exaggeration.

He didn't want to live like this for even one more day.

As for the revenge for his daughter Zhu Jiuzhen and the others?

In the eyes of Zhu Zhangling, who considered himself an overlord, the revenge for a daughter, a nephew,

and a brother was far less important than a single hair on his own head!

After speaking, Zhu Zhangling looked at Zhang Jie with the most sincere eyes of his life.

He didn't dare to force him too much, even though he considered himself to have practiced for decades,

and his martial arts were far superior to Zhang Jie, who looked less than twenty.

Because Zhang Jie only needed to move his hand to cut the rope he viewed as his only hope for escape.

"Pfft!"

Facing the price Zhu Zhangling offered, Zhang Jie spat in his heart.

Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor was already in his pocket,

and Zhu Zhangling actually wanted to use his own things to bribe him.

And as for Zhu Zhangling's promise to give up revenge, Zhang Jie wouldn't believe even a punctuation mark.

Whoever believed the promise of a sinister and cunning villain like Zhu Zhangling would suffer.

Zhang Jie could think with his toes that if he let Zhu Zhangling go up,

the first person he would kill would be him, Zhang Jie!

However, Zhang Jie wasn't surprised by Zhu Zhangling's idea of trading the abandonment of revenge for a chance to return.

Zhu Zhangling was able to make Zhu Jiuzhen sacrifice her beauty to seduce Zhang Wuji back then,

so naturally, he could do the same now by temporarily forgetting the revenge for his daughter to trade for his own freedom.

"What if I refuse?"

Zhang Jie narrowed his eyes.

"Refuse?"

Zhu Zhangling's eyes turned murderous upon hearing this.

"I'll take it myself!"

Before Zhu Zhangling's voice had faded, he had already turned into a residual image and rushed toward Zhang Jie.

"Is this Zhu Zhangling mentally ill?"

Zhang Jie thought of Zhu Zhangling's behavior of being in a negotiating and pleading manner just a moment ago,

and then turning his face because of one wrong word, and couldn't help but frown.

But in an instant, Zhang Jie was relieved.

This Zhu Zhangling had lived alone on this stone platform for three years; his mental state had likely already gone wrong.

After all, humans are social animals, and even if they are used to loneliness, it is very difficult to never communicate with anyone.

The most terrifying punishment in the military in the 21st century wasn't running, frog jumps, or pull-ups, but being locked in a dark room.

No matter how unruly or strong-willed a troublemaker was, as long as they were locked in a dark room for ten or eight days, they would be guaranteed to be obedient.

"Bang!"

The next second, the aggressive Zhu Zhangling flew backward at a speed faster than he had rushed,

slamming heavily into the cliff wall, knocking down some gravel.

"How could this be? How could you have such thick internal energy!"

Zhu Zhangling leaned against the cliff wall, muttering to himself, his tone full of disbelief.

The blow he had been sure of just now had been defeated by Zhang Jie's casual punch!

If he hadn't subconsciously channeled his internal energy to protect his body the moment he retreated, he would have been seriously injured by this punch.

How could Zhu Zhangling, who had always thought highly of himself and believed he was not inferior to the masters of major sects like Emei

and Kongdong, accept this?

"Master Zhu, the times have changed."

Zhang Jie, who slowly put away his fist stance, spoke slowly.

In this world, let alone him, a transmigrator with a golden finger and a cheater,

a child of destiny, Zhang Wuji, who appears once in a hundred years, will appear soon.

In front of the child of destiny Zhang Wuji, except for him, the cheater, and Zhang Sanfeng, the previous generation's child of destiny,

everyone else is just a stepping stone, a dog or a chicken.

A second-rate expert like Zhu Zhangling, who was slightly famous in the Jianghu, couldn't even squeeze into the final round.

Hiss~

Zhang Jie, having finished teasing, decisively sent Zhu Zhangling to reunite with his sworn brother, daughter, and nephew.

Oh, and there was also a niece, Wu Lie's daughter, Wu Qingying.

"A family should be neat and tidy!"

Looking at Zhu Zhangling's corpse and the three graves Zhu Zhangling had buried, Zhang Jie nodded with satisfaction.

If you cut the weeds without removing the roots, the spring breeze will blow them back to life!

Although he had the golden finger and wasn't afraid of the descendants of the Zhu and Wu families coming for revenge,

since he could make it simple and convenient, and solve all the troubles at once, why not do it?

Regardless of whether it was effortless or not, trouble was trouble; the less, the better.

After solving the trouble of Zhu Zhangling, which wasn't much of a trouble, Zhang Jie began to do the real work.

A short while later, Zhang Jie found the passage to the Kunlun valley in a secret corner of the stone platform.

"Damn it, if Zhu Zhangling hadn't been chasing him relentlessly three years ago,

Zhang Wuji likely wouldn't have found this cave entrance."

Zhang Jie looked at the "cave entrance" and couldn't help but recall a text he learned in elementary school before transmigrating, "Yanzi Visits Chu,"

"The people of Chu, because Yanzi was short, made a small door beside the big door to welcome Yanzi.

Yanzi did not enter, saying, 'Those who go to the country of dogs enter through the dog door; now I am visiting Chu, I should not enter through this door.'"

This wasn't a cave at all; looking at the size, it was clearly a dog hole!

"Zhu Zhangling is also a piece of trash.

He was here for three years and didn't think of a way to expand the cave;

he deserved to be stuck to death in this hole at the end!"

Zhang Jie whipped Zhu Zhangling's corpse again in his heart.

"Forget it, the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Kunlun secret realm are more important!"

Zhang Jie gritted his teeth and bent down to crawl into the hole.

"Deng Ai, who secretly crossed Yinping and destroyed the Shu Han, said it well:

'Being born in humble circumstances is not a shame; being able to bend and stretch is what makes a man!'"

Zhang Jie did psychological construction for himself while crawling through the hole.

After traveling more than a hundred meters in the winding cave, Zhang Jie arrived at an exceptionally narrow turn.

"This must be the place where Zhu Zhangling was trapped and died in the original work!"

Looking at the passage in front of him, which was more of a crack than a cave, Zhang Jie thought to himself.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

Zhang Jie smiled slightly, and amidst a "crack, crack" sound of bone friction,

his tall and sturdy figure became less than five feet tall, like Wu Dalang in the Water Margin world.

Since he knew that the passage to the Kunlun valley had an exceptionally narrow section,

which could at most accommodate a child of twelve or thirteen, Zhang Jie naturally had prepared,

and he specifically found a martial art of disguise and bone-shrinking in the Wudang Scripture Pavilion to learn.

This "Thousand-Machine Transformation" was obtained by the Wudang founder Zhang Sanfeng many years ago,

after killing a killer named Thousand-Faced Gentleman.

This Thousand-Faced Gentleman was proficient in disguise and bone-shrinking; old people, children, women, and men were all vivid.

He often disguised himself as a weakling to make experts relax their vigilance and then ambush them.

It is said that several first-rate experts died by his hands back then!

And this martial art was even better in the hands of Zhang Jie, whose aptitude was even more outstanding.

Now, even if Thousand-Faced Gentleman were resurrected, he wouldn't be able to compare to Zhang Jie in the attainment of bone-shrinking.

It was just that he still needed to use various rouge, powder, medicine,

human skin masks, and other equipment; Zhang Jie hadn't researched too deeply into that.

For one thing, Zhang Jie, as a masculine man, didn't have the habit of applying rouge and powder,

and for another, Zhang Jie felt that wearing human skin masks was too disgusting.

Eating their meat and sleeping on their skin were ultimately just used to describe how deep the hatred was.

Those who really did that were already perverts like the ones who "bring their own green onions, ginger, and garlic when going out, don't make it too difficult for Hannibal,"

and "wash yourself before going out, don't make it too difficult for Hannibal."

Zhang Jie considered himself not a good person, but he was definitely not a pervert.

Zhang Jie walked through the narrow passage and found it was just like the "Peach Blossom Spring" written by Tao Yuanming:

At first it was extremely narrow, only allowing one person to pass. After walking a few dozen steps, it suddenly opened up.

Walking out of the cave, what caught Zhang Jie's eyes was a mountain valley.

The valley was surrounded by high mountains, appearing as if it had never been stepped on by humans since ancient times.

All around were continuous snow-capped peaks, piercing the clouds, with steep terrain, difficult to climb.

The valley was lush with grass, flowers in full bloom, and fruits, like a paradise on earth.

The climate in the valley was mild, forming a sharp contrast with the cold environment outside.

"It really is like a paradise on earth."

Zhang Jie, looking at the intoxicating scenery and feeling refreshed, marveled.

Along a small stream, Zhang Jie continued to go deep into the valley.

Along the way, Zhang Jie discovered that the valley not only had various wild fruits and fish,

but also animals like small monkeys and sika deer, appearing full of vitality.

At the end of the small stream, Zhang Jie saw a building that was clearly man-made—a thatched cottage.

"I never imagined Junior Brother Wuji had such skills; not bad, not bad."

After observing carefully for a few glances, Zhang Jie praised Zhang Wuji's skills.

He had originally planned to sleep in the open for a while here.

But Zhang Jie thought again, Zhang Wuji had lived for over a decade in a desolate place like Ice-Fire Island with his parents Zhang Cuishan,

Yin Susu, and his godfather Xie Xun,

so it was not surprising that he had the skill to build a thatched cottage. ===== CHAPTER 34 =====