Chapter 1054: Chapter 507: I Don’t Understand, But Pure Deer People Are Like This

Stop wondering whether splitting dreams into parts is a pathological issue.

Zhang Ze started jotting down plans for his upcoming journey.

To Zhang Ze, instead of slowly developing and planning strategically, he feels it’s easier to go straight for the enemy leader’s head.

So, first, he needs to bring Sect Leader Lu and his connections back.

After reassembling a team, he’ll figure out a way to go directly to Baiyujing and kick in the door.

During this process, if they can capture a few White-clothed and Black-clothed individuals, find some Stone Stele relics, and figure out what happened back then ahead of time, that would be optimal.

After finalizing the plan, Zhang Ze turned to Su La, intending to inquire about the nearby situation.

Flying is forbidden here; apart from the Colorful Robe, everyone else is grounded, and the Black-clothed need to file reports before flying.

Therefore, to monitor the Holy Land, there must be multiple bases set up on the ground for the White-clothed and Black-clothed Divine Envoys to rest.

Zhang Ze calculated that if the Black-clothed are estimated to be Golden Core cultivators with fixed skills and unable to fly.

Then the layout and extent of these bases should be much smaller compared to normal circumstances.

"Su... what’s the matter with you?"

Zhang Ze turned to look and found Su La, having eaten her fill, holding a book with a peculiar expression, staring at Li.

Li looked innocent.

Seeing Zhang Ze finish his thoughts and turn his attention here, Li pointed a finger and said, "Don’t believe me, ask him personally if he wrote this stuff."

"What did I write?" Zhang Ze didn’t understand.

Mainly because he wrote too many things himself, he’s not sure which book Li is referring to.

Li said, "Su La just mentioned wanting to learn Lord Human Emperor’s spells, so I lent her your original magic book to read.

"But after finishing it, she insisted I was deceiving her, saying Lord Human Emperor couldn’t possibly be so bored as to study this stuff."

After speaking, Li received an angry glare from Su La.

Then, she got up and ran over to Zhang Ze, handing him the magic book written by Mr. Zhang himself.

"Is this really written by you?"

Zhang Ze took the book, opened the first page, and saw two spell names with a hint of madness.

[Fire Dragon Fruit No Peeling or Seeding Spell]

[Transform Pulp into Seeds (Special Large Watermelon Edition)]

Seeing these two spells, memories long flushed down the sewer surged up once again.

It really was written by him.

A while ago, for some forgotten reason, Li and he were engaging in their usual banter.

While chatting, they got onto the subject of his spells being patched together.

Li said this wasn’t real skill, urging him to come up with something original.

In a fit of anger, Zhang Ze furiously promised to show Li what true genius was in three days.

So three days later, this divine book came to be.

He realized all the useful, serious spells had nearly been fully developed by others. Further optimization was just continuing the patchwork. Though there’s nothing wrong with that, it doesn’t count as original.

So he ventured into a different path, focusing on these trivial matters.

Apparently, he’s the first person in history to use Golden Core spells to pick seeds from a fire dragon fruit.

...

Remembering the origins of the book, Zhang Ze tucked it into his coat, cleared his throat, and changed the topic.

"There’s a deep hidden mystery in this matter, I’ll tell you more another day. There’s serious business I need to discuss with you now."

Saying that, Zhang Ze proceeded with his questions without waiting for more words from Su La.

"How many tribes are nearby? Where is the largest city? How many Divine Envoys are inside? Are there any Colorful Robes?"

Hearing Zhang Ze’s inquiries, Su La initially paused, but upon realizing Zhang Ze planned something big, she quickly grew energized.

This time, without concealing anything, she shared all the information she knew with Zhang Ze.

Due to its proximity to the vast desert wasteland, not many tribes survive here, and the city established by the Divine Monarch is only one.

The city is named Valley City, located in the canyon east of the forest. Su La’s grandfather once visited. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Due to tight security, the specifics inside are unknown, but there probably aren’t any Colorful Robes, and the number of Black-clothed Divine Envoys doesn’t exceed ten.

As for the tribes, aside from those living within Valley City who are thoroughly subjugated by the Divine Monarch, there’s Su La’s tribe and another tribe living on the forest edge.

Su La said, "The Crocodile En People were the first to submit to the Divine Monarch. They are present in nearly every city, serving as slaves and servants attending White-clothed Divine Envoys.

"When the White-clothed travel, a large number of Crocodile En People soldiers accompany them."

"Besides the Crocodile En People, there’s just our Little Tung Wood tribe in the forest, and the Pure Deer People tribe to the west of the forest, we..."

"Wait a minute, what are you called, and what are they called?"

Zhang Ze suspected his hearing was faulty.

"Little Tung Wood... Is there a problem with the name?" Su La hesitated and softly added, "According to legend, this name was given by you, saying it suits our talent for divine techniques."

Zhang Ze went silent.

Zhang Ze recalled Su La’s talent for replicating others’ spells, realizing he might indeed have done such a thing.

So...

"What about Big Tung Wood, there should be a tribe called Big Tung Wood, right?" Zhang Ze asked.

Su La said, "The Big Tung Wood tribe has vanished; they were the first tribe to rebel against the Divine Monarch..."

Su La got up and ran outside, returning shortly with a shard of pottery from somewhere, painted with simple pictures in oil colors.