Wei Zhuang took out several portraits, all drawn based on the accounts of those who experienced the Xiyi Inquiry.

The portraits depicted people he knew from back then.

This was no coincidence.

Wei Zhuang suspected the matter was related to the Central Continent.

Wei Zhuang, "However, the clues stop here. After all, the Xiyi Inquiry follows no regular pattern. I’ve been squatting in Jing State for quite a while and have yet to encounter it.

"After that, I returned to the Sword Sect, intending to retrieve some items. Unexpectedly, upon returning, I heard you had a new discovery.

"So count me in this time for entering Baiyujing."

Li patted Zhang Ze’s head, "Got it? I’m just here to inform you of this matter. With Senior Wei around, even without a map, entering the Imperial City is as easy as entering our bathroom."

"Map? What map?" Wei Zhuang asked.

Zhang Ze took out the map from his bosom, confirmed he didn’t pick the wrong one, and handed it to Wei Zhuang, briefly recounting his discussion with the right hand.

Looking at the map obtained from the right hand, Wei Zhuang pondered for a moment and pointed to the very center.

"Generally speaking, there’s no issue, but as for the very center, I’m not sure."

The center Wei Zhuang referred to was the underground black pool full of mud Zhang Ze saw in the Little Monk’s memory.

Wei Zhuang had no related memories of that place.

"Let’s talk about it then." Wei Zhuang returned the map to Zhang Ze.

Putting the map away, Zhang Ze looked at Wei Zhuang, "So are you and Sect Leader Lu accompanying me into Baiyujing this time?"

Lu Yuzhou shook his head, "There are two more people."

Zhang Ze, "Huh? There are more?"

Zhang Ze thought this lineup was already unbeatable, unexpectedly, there were more experts.

"Besides me and Mr. Wei, Zhu Luo and Qin Lang will also be joining you." Lu Yuzhou said.

Hearing this, Zhang Ze opened his mouth in surprise.

Unexpectedly, there really are experts!

Zhang Ze counted on his fingers, only to feel this lineup was unbeatable.

[Unique Uncle Wei Zhuang, Legendary Sword Cultivator, part-time stealth abstinent assassin.]

[Celestial Sect Leader Lu Yuzhou, invincible Magic Cultivator, astrology fortune-telling king, legendary librarian.]

[Senior Zhu Luo, invincible meat shield wholesaler of turtle shells, part-time kindergarten principal for all, even encountering Xiao Jing himself can say ’I held you when you were little.’]

[Former Medicine King Valley Qin Lang, primary profession thief, but Four Continents’ strongest dad who maxed out strength.]

The last remaining one is Zhang Ze himself...

Though a bit embarrassing, standing alongside them, he seemed a tad redundant.

Zhang Ze pondered for a long time before figuring out his occupation.

[Zhang Ze, invincible bard, proficient in playing and singing, providing floral joy for dull journeys. Also part-time, main clue, miscellaneous backpack, lucky rabbit foot, door-opening key, communication device, automatic Earth Sea pathfinder, Earth Sea specialized throwing weapon, toy claiming half of Dongqi’s legal dominance, summoning Li, Little Earth Immortal, pet sprites, Fuji, Maomao, ringmaster for Maohua 173’s zoo circus.]

Thinking this way, Zhang Ze suddenly felt quite useful, almost invincibly useful.

And this lineup was a pure door-kicking crew, ten Xiao Jing bound together would get kicked to death.

"Hey, hehehe..."

Zhang Ze laughed.

Wei Zhuang glanced at Zhang Ze, immersed in fantasy, unsure what pleasures he was imagining.

’Alas, the Sword Sect seems doomed, this personality... alas.’

’So who exactly let him into the Sword Sect?’

...

Central Continent.

Junior Sister rarely rode her flying sword, floating beside her sister, gazing downward.

The Central Continent’s core was a different sight now.

Led by Pavilion Master Mumu, drawing personnel from the Sword Sect’s seven pavilions, after nearly half a month’s shifts of continuous construction, the first stage of cleansing the Central Continent’s core was declared complete.

They literally hacked out a six two-hour window with swords.

Now, the task was to consolidate it, forming a relatively stable ’frontline base.’

Though this frontline base’s construction was somewhat abstract.

"Is this right?" Junior Sister asked.

Chen Mumu said expressionlessly, "How would I know? This plan is proposed by the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, you’re asking me?"

At present, the Central Continent’s land could be described as a rolling wheel.