NOVPUBJiang Yun told him the location of the Void Spirit Monkey, and he gave the inheritance to the Jiang Family.
That was all!
As for other things, Xu Zimei said he was very busy, the True Fate World was not yet completely perfected, and Taiyang Zuzhao was nowhere to be found.
The secrets of the Demon Lord had not yet been uncovered, how could he possibly run off to be a savior at this time.
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Having left Sword Casting Mountain, Xu Zimei prepared to return to Ten Thousand Swords City.
Then, from Ten Thousand Swords City, he would take the Teleportation Array to Linhai City, a border town on the Northern Continent.
Linhai City is located at the very edge of the Northern Continent, one could say it is the city closest to the Endless Heaven Sea.
Once he arrived in Linhai City, he would be able to walk to the Endless Heaven Sea.
Traveling hastily all the way, after a month, Xu Zimei finally arrived at Ten Thousand Swords City.
After using the Formation in Ten Thousand Swords City, it was another uneventful journey through space-time.
Xu Zimei planned to return to the True Martial Holy Sect to have a look after finding Taiyang Zuzhao.
He himself had been in the outer world for years and did not know how long it had been since he returned.
Because of the great distance between Ten Thousand Swords City and Linhai City, even taking the Teleportation Array took nearly a month.
Ten Thousand Swords City was in the Sword Domain, whereas Linhai City was under the jurisdiction of the Overturning Sea Empire.
When Xu Zimei stepped out of the Teleportation Array, his feet firmly on the soil of Linhai City.
By then, deep autumn had arrived.
The weather was overcast, the sky a dim shade of gray.
Occasionally, a few gusts of autumn breeze would pass, enshrouding the distant mountains in layers of mist.
Like splashes of ink, nature was filled with mysterious colors.
Autumn was often wet, with continuous drizzles.
On the first day Xu Zimei arrived in Linhai City, the sky began to drizzle.
He rented a room at an inn in the city and stood by the window watching the street below.
Linhai City was not a large city; on the contrary, due to its border location, it even seemed somewhat backward.
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"The Hero Who Slew the Jiao Dragon, Li Zhizhong, is back!"
"Everyone, come and look!"
A loud shout from the streets caught Xu Zimei’s attention.
Initially quiet due to the drizzle, the streets suddenly filled with residents.
In the hazy misty rain, a burly man with a big build pulled a very large cart along the street.
Raindrops fell upon the big man, his pace exceedingly slow.
At that moment, countless residents surged out from both sides, some holding umbrellas, others braving the heavy rain.
All rushed to either side of the cart, encircling the big man completely.
Xu Zimei stepped out of the inn, prepared to go have a look.
When he reached the street outside, he saw the white cloth that had been covering the cart had been removed.
Inside the cart lay an enormous Black Jiao.
The Black Jiao’s body was a blur of flesh and blood, without a single spot unscathed.
A thick scent of blood almost pervaded half the street.
"Li Zhizhong has slain another Evil Dragon Jiao!"
Someone nearby spoke in praise.
"Indeed, all these Evil Jiaos will be wiped out one day. Then we people of Linhai City can finally live in peace."
"Go on, quickly fetch some food from your homes, the Hero Who Slew the Jiao Dragon needs to eat."
As they spoke, the people scattered, and before long, the residents along the street emerged from their homes.
When they came out, they each had a basket in hand.
The baskets were filled with food, including steamed buns, grain, rice, and an array of snacks of all kinds.
It wasn’t just the residents on both sides of the street—people from other parts of Linhai City also rushed over.
Each person who came brought some grain from their own home.
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"Zhizhong, eat ours first, the steamed buns I just made are still hot!"
"Eat ours, our meat pie is made from Mountain Bamboo Sheep, I saved some especially for you."
Listening to the hubbub of conversation from the citizens around him, the burly man known as Li Zhizhong laughed heartily.
He put down the handcart he was holding, then sat down on the ground, undisturbed by the raindrops on the ground.
He casually accepted the food passed to him by the residents and began eating without a word.
There were probably several hundred citizens gathered here.
Each of them was holding some food, which gives one an idea of how much food there was. 𝚗ovp𝚞b.𝚌om
Yet Li Zhizhong’s stomach seemed like a bottomless pit, and he could not get full no matter what.
He wolfed down the food and after about an hour or so, the food in the citizens’ baskets had already been eaten up quite a bit.
"Are you full? If it’s not enough, I can get you some more," one of the citizens nearby asked.
Li Zhizhong patted his stomach and smiled broadly.
The two rows of teeth that he revealed were strikingly white.
After finishing eating, his belly didn’t show any sign of change.
He then slowly walked to the front of the cart, took a deep breath, glared with wide-open furious eyes, and his whole demeanor seemed to change.
His already conspicuously defined muscles bulged intensely, filled with a sense of powerful, streamlined strength.
With a loud roar, he grabbed the Jiao Dragon on the cart with both hands.
All the tendons and muscles in his body were distinctly protruding.
Then, he lifted the nearly hundred-meter-long Jiao Dragon with force.
Xu Zimei, witnessing this scene, remarked, "Born with divine power!"
Li Zhizhong, holding the Jiao Dragon, then began walking forward step by step.
With every step he took, his feet pressed down forcefully, and the granite slabs beneath his feet would make a "creaky" sound.
Not far ahead on the side of the street was a vast, empty square.
In the center of the square, there was a triangular frame.
Li Zhizhong walked to the frame, gently placed the Jiao Dragon onto it, and clamped it securely on top.
It fit perfectly into the recessed area of the frame, trapping the Jiao Dragon in the middle.
"Oh, the Jiao is being slaughtered!"
The excited citizens surrounding the area shouted joyfully.
Ignoring the increasing autumn rain overhead, they all went back home and brought back big basins.
Li Zhizhong had a small knife hanging at his waist.
The knife wasn’t big, its shape was similar to the kind butchers used for slaughtering pigs.
At the moment the blade was drawn, a "clang" resounded, and the blade’s sharpness switched from contained to unleashed.
The bright blade alone was enough to convey its sharpness.
As Li Zhizhong’s hand came down with the knife, it was like slicing through chives, chopping the Jiao Dragon’s flesh into small pieces.
The residents gathered around each got a piece of Jiao Dragon meat.
Blood from the Jiao Dragon flowed down the body from the rack, spilling onto the street from the square.
The heavy scent of blood soared into the sky.
However, most of the Jiao Dragon’s blood was caught in basins; after all, it was a tonic.
Fortunately, it was the rainy autumn season, which could quickly wash away the stench of blood.
Yet the surrounding citizens didn’t seem to care at all, each looking at their shares of the Jiao Dragon meat with celebration and joy.
Then happily, they returned home.
As the crowd on the square dwindled, the Jiao Dragon meat was almost all distributed.
Li Zhizhong’s blade technique was very skilled.
