Master of Strange Dao

It probably won't live for too long, but if it can survive a few years, it should be enough to cultivate the next one.

When the time comes, think about how to send it to the Moon God."

"Thank you for your trouble." Yu Ziqing made a mock gesture of respect.

Old Yang is still very reliable; at least he knows how to make these deans' abilities reach their full potential.

Originally, Yu Ziqing estimated it would take a few decades, but he didn't expect preliminary results so soon.

Even though it didn't start from scratch, it is still somewhat incredible.

These deans, apart from being a bit crazy about scamming funds, indeed have undeniable abilities.

After discussing business, they chatted about family matters, and just as he was about to leave, Yu Ziqing suddenly said.

"Oh, I forgot to mention, Ruan Renwang came out with me."

"..."

Old Yang stumbled, turning sharply to look at Yu Ziqing.

"You... be careful, and also, don't come to the Southern Sea, and don't return to Jinlan Mountain; anywhere else, feel free to cause trouble."

Old Yang felt a headache, and Yu Ziqing even had the guts to speak about people from the Xia family.

He couldn't even take a piss and look at himself to see what kind of character he was.

Whenever he saw a strong practitioner, he couldn't resist finding ways to pull them over to his side.

Even daring to recruit something like Ruan Renwang, a long-lost big zombie—he was truly reckless.

Yet ironically, in the beginning, Yu Ziqing didn't have this habit. He did these things genuinely for the safety of Jinlan Mountain. Thıs content belongs to novel[f]ire.net

Back then, Jinlan Mountain had a bunch of weaklings who passed through the most dangerous phase by scaring people and bluffing, until later they had some strong practitioners stationed there.

But unfortunately, Yu Qiqing had already developed a habit; it wasn't as if he could say now that this approach was wrong.

Otherwise, it would be like eating off a bowl and then cursing the cook.

Forget it, anywhere he causes trouble is fine, as long as it doesn't happen at home.

"Wait, I have something to ask you. Don't be in such a hurry."

However, Old Yang quickly strode away, leaving in a flash.

Yu Ziqing reached out again to summon Old Yang, but he didn't respond.

Yu Ziqing sighed; he indeed had a serious matter to discuss, but it slipped his mind during the lively chat.

He wanted to ask Old Yang about his Divine Skill, Moonlight, as it borrowed the power of the Bright Moon.

But here came the problem: the power of the Bright Moon wasn't constant.

Usually, the Bright Moon was like a disc, and the moonlight was like water, cold and serene, but with the ability to nourish all things.

When he used the Moonlight Divine Skill, it was akin to having an environment-restricted retrospection skill.

What if the Bright Moon turned into a Pink Moon or even a Blood Moon, would the divine skill change then?

He hadn't really thought about this before.

This time, after meeting Ruan Renwang, he learned that the non-existent mountain under the sea appeared at a limited time, related to the Bright Moon.

Then Yu Ziqing understood that the change in color wasn't as he had imagined.

But was a substantial change in power, with different mystical traits.

Thinking about it, it made sense; with even Emperor's Liquid falling, it couldn't just be a simple reflection of sunlight.

The descriptions of other phases of the moon mostly weren't good, especially the Blood Moon and Blue Moon, which usually meant trouble.

Using moon phases and colors to divine fortune really seems quite reliable here.

Yu Ziqing also wanted to know if his divine skills would change with the variations of the Bright Moon, and how they would change.

Old Yang wouldn't be able to answer this, and he might not know much about it. Forget it, maybe ask the Dragon Women later.

No, no need to wait, ask now.

Yu Ziqing didn't leave the Seventh Floor, contacting the Dragon Women directly.

The Dragon Women listened dumbfounded to Yu Ziqing's wild ideas, shaking their heads like a rattle drum.

"I don't know, I've never seen that before, I'll go back and ask the Moon God for you; the Moon God will definitely know."

Exiting the Seventh Floor ring, Yu Ziqing looked at Ruan Renwang, who was following closely, pondering a bit.

"I suppose, senior, it's been a long time since you've had a feast. I'll take you to experience the atmosphere first.

But first, senior, please don't casually strike and kill someone.

If you can conceal your aura a bit, that would be best, especially while eating..."

Before Yu Ziqing finished speaking, Ruan Renwang's corpse qi and death qi were fully restrained, even the bluish skin slowly faded to an unhealthy pale color.

Though his eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of being alive, it was at least less obvious.

It seemed Ruan Renwang only reacted to certain keywords.

Yu Ziqing, out of options, happened to be in Kuihou Country and asked Emperor Kuihou if any significant faction was hosting a feast recently, to possibly join in.

Emperor Kuihou, with a lively Jade Tablet channel, was most informed about all sorts of gossip.

Hearing Yu Ziqing's words, he immediately responded that Kuihou Country was hosting a feast.

Lately, his interest in state affairs had risen because the interests tied to the Jade Tablet had grown, and he had eliminated quite a few people.

This time was a feast precisely to soothe the survivors.

Thus, Emperor Kuihou arranged for Yu Ziqing to bring Ruan Renwang to join the grand feast. Ruan Renwang, merely a zombie now, enjoyed eating it in a painstakingly slow manner, from start to finish, alone.

As if truly alive, eating the feast and listening to the gossip.

Emperor Kuihou seemed to be borrowing Jinlan Mountain's reputation, but Yu Ziqing didn't bother holding it against him, as he too hoped Emperor Kuihou's ventures would flourish.

Though he was an emperor, he was unlike the emperor of the Divine Dynasty; he clearly didn't have the ambition an emperor should possess, but instead a deep-rooted love for entertainment.

Usually not bothering with affairs, almost indulgent, he had killed more people recently than in all his time as emperor combined.