Black slime, "Master... integration."

Zhang Ze, "There’s no hurry for integration. This matter needs careful planning. First, a good bath and a change of clothes, and then a favorable day. After all, you wouldn’t want your husband... oops, I mean a failed integration."

Black slime ’looked at’ Zhang Ze, "Bath and change of clothes... what does that mean?"

Zhang Ze, "..."

No longer joking with the black slime, he pointed at Fuji and said, "I’ll explain this to you later. Tell me, why do you call her a servant?"

Black slime, "Master is first, I am second... so wouldn’t that mean she has to kneel on the ground, bow every day, and serve me as a servant?"

For some reason, it’s speaking quite fluently about this matter.

Fuji, "Hey, why should I serve you!"

Black slime, "Because you’re not worthy to serve the master, so you can only serve me... Master can only be served by me, and integrate with me."

Zhang Ze & Fuji, "..."

While Zhang Ze and Fuji fell silent, Li secretly took out her little broken tape recorder again, covertly recording these sinful words for future blackmailing of Zhang Ze.

But Zhang Ze wasn’t thinking that far ahead. He just felt the black blob slime was beyond saving and urgently needed proper education, so he coughed lightly and said.

"Now we don’t care about that. This belongs to Dongqi’s feudal dregs. Nowadays, our cultivators emphasize self-reliance. Stop calling her a servant."

Black slime, "Oh, but what is a cultivator?"

Zhang Ze, "Cultivators are people who practice immortal cultivation, in our Four Continents..."

Black slime, "Four Continents... what does that mean?"

Zhang Ze sighed, recognizing that education work is a long-term task, he raised his hand and said, "First, take me to that place where many people are suspended on swings. Let’s rescue them first."

Black slime, "Then we integrate?"

Zhang Ze, "Ahem, as I said, integration is temporarily shelved, we’ll discuss it later."

Black slime, "Discuss later... what does that mean?"

Zhang Ze, "..."

Facing endless questions, Zhang Ze gave up on answering them, choosing Silence and letting the black slime lead the way.

Under the guidance of the black slime, Zhang Ze and the others passed through the main hall and headed deeper.

As they proceeded, Zhang Ze walked while comparing the Imperial City map he acquired from Uncle Quan with the scene he witnessed when interacting with the black slime.

At the center of the Imperial City, following the main hall downwards, there is a spiral passage like a mosquito coil. The passage is not entirely without defenses, as empty rooms link at intervals, and trap arrays are scattered throughout.

But these arrays and traps have all now lost their function.

Just like now.

Zhang Ze stopped, the lethal array in front of him disintegrated from within, the shattered runes and pieces of magical artifacts scattered, while the black slime extended its tendrils, capturing these fragments and chaotic Spiritual Qi, and consuming them completely.

With a guide like this, traps are merely decorations.

"Master, it’s safe now, this way please."

Black slime reformed itself, whether it was for dramatic entrance effect or to match Fuji, it transformed into Fuji’s likeness.

Only the eyes appeared a bit dazed, and unable to maintain form for long, it soon disintegrated into a blob again.

Hence Zhang Ze gave it a name, Dazed Girl.

The name sounded odd, Fuji suggested reconsidering it.

But Dazed Girl herself snapped, "Servant, do not make suggestions! I like it!"

Fuji, "..."

Fuji was puffing up like a puffer fish, if not for her main force being absent and urgent matters at hand, she would show this black blob who’s the real Wang.

Pinning her down and stomping on her feet hard!

...

Breaking through the last gate, Dazed Girl led Zhang Ze to the very center of the Imperial City.

It was a space bisected by yin and yang. Below is a pitch-black Mirror Lake. Under the lake, the broken Source of Ten Thousand Laws slowly rotates.

While above, a pure white space with no visible boundaries, where the subdued predecessors hung, eyes closed, swayed back and forth on swings.

Li sat on Zhang Ze’s head, looking up, "How do we get them down? Snip with scissors?"

"No way." Dazed Girl, who had reformed into human shape again, suddenly spoke.

Then as everyone watched her, she made a kissing motion.

"Inside them... there’s dirt, to save them, Master... you need to suck it out with your mouth..."

Zhang Ze, "?"