He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

Chapter 737 Zhang Jue's Plan Failed

The corners of Xiaoli's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sweet smile that was as bright as a flower blooming in spring. She looked at He Yuzhu with affectionate eyes and said crisply (with a smart light flashing in her eyes): "Sure, I will follow you from now on."

In reality, Xiaoli was calculating her own plans. She reflected that she was a demon, endowed with a lifespan and abilities far superior to those of ordinary humans, while He Yuzhu's wife was merely a mortal. As time passed, mortals would eventually age, and by then, they would no longer be able to stay with He Yuzhu. But she, on the other hand, was different. As long as she remained by He Yuzhu's side, was she worried about not winning his heart? At this thought, Xiaoli's eyes gleamed with a determined glint.

Afterward, Xiaoli happily followed He Yuzhu, walking lightly along. He Yuzhu's heart was filled with longing for his family. After all, this trip had already taken too long. He had thought that after dealing with Zhang Jiao, everything would return to normal, and he would be able to return home and reunite with his family. But who could have imagined that after Zhang Jiao was dealt with, so many troubles would ensue. It truly wasted so much precious time. Thinking of this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but sigh softly.

At this moment, deep in the desolate mountains, the surroundings were eerily quiet, broken only by the occasional chirping of birds. Zhang Jue stood in a clearing with a gloomy expression. Before him lay a shocking pool of stained blood, emitting a sickening odor. This time, Zhang Jue had truly suffered a great loss. He had originally hoped that this opportunity would greatly enhance his strength, allowing him to gain a firm foothold in the martial arts world, perhaps even dominate it. But reality, like a heavy slap in the face, ruthlessly shattered his fantasies, and he ended in failure once again. His eyes revealed endless resentment and anger, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the strain, and he secretly vowed to find the opportunity to make a comeback.

During those few days, Zhang Jue fled like a lost dog, filled with resentment. He had thought his carefully planned plan would be a complete success, and he would become the key figure in turning the tide. But he never expected that he would be defeated by He Yuzhu in the end. This was like a heavy slap in the face to the arrogant Zhang Jue, and he was filled with hatred.

From then on, Zhang Jue couldn't stop thinking about this incident, and he spent every day plotting revenge against He Yuzhu. While searching for He Yuzhu's whereabouts, he unexpectedly discovered that he had been wandering around the northeast. Although he had no idea why He Yuzhu was there or what he was planning, the certainty that he was nearby ignited Zhang Jue's desire for revenge.

Zhang Jue was a cowardly and fearful person. He Yuzhu was like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, a constant threat. As long as He Yuzhu survived, he would remain a constant threat. Thus, Zhang Jue secretly resolved to give He Yuzhu a good beating this time, to show him how powerful he was.

Later, Zhang Jue learned that He Yuzhu and his men were planning a plan against the demon race. As a human, Zhang Jue instinctively harbored complex feelings towards the demons and initially avoided interfering. However, fate inadvertently shifted gears.

One day, while wandering near a hidden underground cave, Zhang Jue stumbled upon a corpse that appeared to have been dormant for a long time. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it was the Qin Dog. Suddenly, a sinister and daring plan hatched in Zhang Jue's mind. He saw this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he could successfully activate the Qin Dog, its powerful force would likely bring He Yuzhu, the demons, and even the entire human race to an irretrievable end, while he himself would reap the benefits.

At this thought, Zhang Jue's eyes flashed with a fierce and excited glint. He sprang into action, using his own methods to capture several innocent humans. He forcibly brought these pitiful individuals to Qin Gou's corpse, tying them tightly to it with thick ropes. Then, with a sharp dagger, he unhesitatingly slashed their wrists. Blood flowed freely from the wounds, dripping onto Qin Gou's corpse. Zhang Jue did this deliberately, intending to use the blood of these humans to activate Qin Gou. He knew that only this blood, brimming with vitality and resentment, could awaken Qin Gou.

After completing this series of brutal acts, Zhang Jue carefully hid himself, closely monitoring his surroundings. Even when the humans rushed to rescue their companions, he seized the opportunity and quietly escaped from this dangerous place, hiding in a very secluded corner, quietly waiting for the moment when his plan would succeed.

Finally, amidst Zhang Jue's intense anticipation, he saw Qin Gou's corpse begin to tremble slightly, and a strange and powerful demonic aura permeated the air. Overjoyed, Zhang Jue believed his plan had succeeded, practically leaping for joy, as if he envisioned a glorious future in which he would control everything. Just as he was about to celebrate, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his chest, and he couldn't help but utter a cry, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Jue had originally been delighted to use his long-researched secret technique to control the resurrected demon, but the cruel reality was like a bucket of cold water, completely extinguishing his fantasy. He was horrified to discover that the secret technique he was so proud of had failed, and Qin Gou did not fall under his control as he had hoped.

Zhang Jue felt a wave of despair, knowing full well that his carefully crafted plan had completely failed. Helplessly, he dragged his weakened body to a safe place to recuperate. Sitting in his humble abode, he gazed out the window, his eyes filled with resentment and resentment. He gritted his teeth and said, "I, Zhang Jue, am a child of destiny. Although I lost to those before, it was simply because they were incredibly lucky. Things are different now. As long as I stop dealing with those with incredibly unlucky circumstances, I will surely reach the pinnacle of strength with my own abilities. Then, let's see who can stand against me!"

Despite the recent injury and vomiting blood, Zhang Jue still held a glimmer of hope and joy. After all, he firmly believed that He Yuzhu had died in the previous battle, and that those top fighters who posed a threat to him had also been severely damaged. Did this mean that he could slowly recover his strength and make a comeback?