Ever since he began to suspect Xuanji Zhenren, Zhang Shaozhong has completely changed.
Before, he openly practiced diligently; now, he secretly practices to the point of exhaustion, but on the surface, he pretends to be extremely obedient.
"Husband, why did you only cultivate for two hours today?" Ling Qingxue asked, puzzled.
Zhang Shaozhong wiped his sweat and pretended to be relaxed: "Senior is right, cultivation requires a balance of tension and relaxation."
In fact, he secretly got up in the middle of the night to continue practicing, and even set up a soundproof barrier.
He has now figured it out: before he has the strength to confront Master Xuanji, he must play the fool.
That old guy is in the late stage of Nascent Soul; he could kill him with a single slap.
On this day, Master Xuanji came to check on his cultivation progress. Zhang Shaozhong deliberately concealed his aura, making it appear that his progress was very slow.
"Why is he still only in the mid-Nascent Soul stage?" Master Xuanji frowned.
Zhang Shaozhong lowered his head and pretended to be timid: "It's probably because my foundation was damaged before, so my cultivation is particularly slow."
Master Xuanji took his pulse and found nothing wrong, so he could only say, "Take it slow, don't rush."
He knew he wasn't strong enough right now, and a direct confrontation would be suicide, so he could only play dumb and secretly build up his strength.
Actually, they were afraid that if they practiced the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique too intensely, they would truly become Xuanji Zhenren's puppet.
He now only practices the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique for two hours a day as a formality, and spends the rest of the time secretly refining chaotic energy.
Now, when he looks at Master Xuanji, he always feels that there's a knife hidden beneath that kind face.
That night, he secretly studied the Reflection Mirror.
Although it cannot be fully activated yet, some fragments can already be seen intermittently.
As the fragments were pieced together, they increasingly pointed to the truth he didn't want to believe.
"We need to find a way to contact Ye Meier."
He thought to himself.
That girl is in the Demon Realm.
However, the Taiqing Sect was heavily guarded, and the communication talisman could not be sent out at all.
Moreover, he is now under special "care" from Master Xuanji, and his every move is being watched.
A few days later, the opportunity came.
The sect needs to send disciples to the nearby market to purchase supplies.
"Husband, would you like to come along?"
Ling Qingxue asked him, "I heard that a new batch of overseas medicinal herbs has arrived in the market. Maybe they will be useful to you."
Zhang Shaozhong's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended not to care: "Go ahead, I still need to cultivate."
After Ling Qingxue left, he made an excuse to slip out of the sect and took a shortcut to the market ahead of time.
He waited in a private room at a teahouse for a short while and, sure enough, sensed Ye Meier's presence.
This girl is still so reckless, daring to come to the righteous path's territory alone.
Ye Meier pushed the door open and entered. She paused for a moment when she saw him, then sneered, "Oh, busy man Zhang, what brings you to see me?"
Zhang Shaozhong ignored her attitude and asked directly, "How's the investigation going?"
Ye Meier sat down in a chair and poured herself a cup of tea: "What's it to you? Didn't we say we'd go our separate ways?"
"Stop fooling around."
Zhang Shaozhong frowned. "I suspect the murderer is not the Demon Lord."
Ye Meier's hand trembled, and the tea spilled out: "You... what did you say?"
"I may have wronged you."
Zhang Shaozhong lowered his voice, "But I need evidence."
Ye Meier stared at him for a long time, then her eyes suddenly reddened: "Now you know you wronged us? Do you know how much my father suffered in the Demon Realm to prove his innocence?"
Zhang Shaozhong felt a pang of pain in his heart: "I'm sorry. But I need your help right now."
Ye Meier wiped away her tears and said solemnly, "Because my father once traveled with Xuanji Zhenren, the demonic energy that day was faked. Taiqing Sect has a secret technique that can disguise the demonic energy as my father's!"
Zhang Shaozhong clenched his fist: "Is there anything else?"
"This is the most important thing."
Ye Meier took out her phone. "These are surveillance cameras from various locations in the neighborhood, recording part of the crime. Although we can't see the face clearly, the person's fighting style... seems very similar to that of the Taiqing Sect."
Zhang Shaozhong took the phone, his hands trembling.
"What do you plan to do?" Night Enchantress asked.
Zhang Shaozhong took a deep breath: "Continue to pretend you don't know, and secretly improve your strength. When you're confident, then expose him."
Ye Meier nodded: "Just say if you need help. My father is furious with you, but he said he's willing to help as long as you can clear his name."
Zhang Shaozhong felt even more guilty: "Thank him for me."
The two exchanged some more information, and Zhang Shaozhong quickly left.
He cannot leave the sect for too long, lest he arouse suspicion.
Back at the Taiqing Sect, everything was as usual.
But Zhang Shaozhong could sense that there were eyes watching him in the shadows.
He pretended not to know anything and diligently cultivated himself every day.
On the surface, he was practicing the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique, but in reality, he was secretly refining chaotic energy.
His cultivation was steadily improving, but he deliberately suppressed it so that Xuanji Zhenren wouldn't notice.
During his cultivation that day, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: since practicing the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique too much would turn him into a puppet, could he do the opposite and use chaotic energy to modify this technique?
Let's get right to it.
He carefully integrated the chaotic energy into the circulation path of the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique.
At first, things didn't go smoothly. The two energies repelled each other, and he was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.
But gradually, he discovered that the chaotic energy was actually slowly assimilating the cold energy of the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique.
The newly generated energy retains the advantage of fast cultivation speed, but is no longer so cold and ruthless.
"There's a chance!" he thought to himself with delight.
To his even greater surprise, the modified technique had an even better effect on activating the Shadow Mirror.
He can now see the past scenes quite clearly.
That night, he activated the Shadow Mirror again. The scene he saw this time chilled him to the bone:
Xuanji Zhenren, dressed in the same attire as the Demon Lord, stood beside his parents' corpses, wearing the Taiji ring on his hand, and was injecting fake demonic energy into the air.
After doing all this, he left with a cold laugh.
Immediately afterwards, the scene shifts to Xuanji Zhenren giving him the potion of forgetfulness.
"It really was him..."
Zhang Shaozhong gritted his teeth, wishing he could immediately go and fight Xuanji Zhenren to the death.
But he quickly calmed down. Going now would be suicide; he had to be patient.
From that day on, Zhang Shaozhong trained even harder.
He needs to improve his strength as soon as possible to avenge his parents and clear the Demon Lord's name.
Ling Qingxue sensed his change and asked worriedly, "Husband, you seem to be working harder than ever lately?"
Looking into her pure eyes, Zhang Shaozhong felt a sharp pain in his heart.
How heartbroken she would be if she knew that her beloved master was a murderer?
He patted her head and said softly, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. After this is over, I'll take you somewhere."
Where to?
"go home."
Zhang Shaozhong gazed into the distance, "Let's go back to our real home."
Thinking of the tragic deaths of his parents, the aggrieved Ye Meier, and Ling Qingxue who was kept in the dark, a fierce rage surged within him.
"You old bastard Xuanji, you just wait. Once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage, you'll be the first person I settle accounts with!"
After saying that, he threw himself back into his frantic cultivation.
The key is to develop stealthily and cautiously.
Before you have the strength, you have to play the subservient role.
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