Master of Strange Dao

On land, traces of the Great Demon are seldom seen, yet in the sea, the Sea Clan, Demon Clan, Fierce Beasts, Exotic Beasts, and powerful beings are indeed abundant.

Even with the overall strength of the Dragon Clan, they can only manage their own territory.

Further afield, it's possible some Dragon Clan member could be slaughtered, and it would take several days to rush over.

By the time they arrive, every drop of Dragon Blood might have been scavenged clean.

What limits the expansion of territory is just the population and controlling ability, it's not that they can't seize larger territories.

Yu Ziqing withdrew his gaze, sipping tea while letting his mind wander, putting down the teacup, Yu Ziqing poured himself another cup, and incidentally also discarded the cold tea from the opposite cup and refilled it with hot tea.

Whether Ruan Renwang drinks tea or not is her business, but not offering her tea while drinking oneself, that's one's own problem.

"Senior, they all say your consciousness has perished, with only some contingency plans and instincts left.

But I took the opportunity to erase those inscriptions on your back, and you didn't hammer me to death.

I think you still have some degree of judgment.

Now that you're no longer burdened by that information, is there a chance for your consciousness to revive?

Well, there must still be a chance.

There's someone at my home who hasn't practiced the Zombie Dao, obviously dead as a doornail.

But now has somehow recovered a bit of consciousness.

Someone like you definitely has a greater chance."

Yu Ziqing pondered, then switched to a different tea, slowly brewing it on a small charcoal stove, and poured Ruan Renwang a cup.

"Care for a sip?

This was given to my elder from a Dean, and is said to be a type of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

It has the effects of nurturing the Divine Soul and calming the mind.

It's bound to be beneficial for you, Senior.

Consuming big meals every day, don't you find it tiresome? This is the way of balance.

In any case, it's definitely beneficial for you, Senior."

As Yu Ziqing finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a person appearing before him.

Ruan Renwang had silently seated herself opposite him, eyes closed as she lifted the teacup.

Yu Ziqing's expression remained unchanged, long accustomed to Ruan Renwang's terrifying speed.

He picked up his teacup, squinting, and surreptitiously peeped at Ruan Renwang, trying to see how she eats and drinks with that veil on.

Last time, he was too bashful to watch, and couldn't catch anything no matter how much he turned his head; this time, facing her directly, he surely should get a clear view.

However, Yu Ziqing only saw Ruan Renwang holding the teacup to her lips.

The veil didn't even move, yet the tea in the cup disappeared.

He saw nothing.

"Can you teach me that trick?"

Yu Ziqing was somewhat envious.

If he mastered that, on a small scale, his Mud Truck Divine Skills would transform from a brainless reckless mode to a finely tuned race car driver mode.

On a larger scale, that would mean a comprehensive linear boost in strength.

With hopeful eyes, Yu Ziqing watched Ruan Renwang, who remained unresponsive, at best having added a tea-drinking action to the program.

He poured her tea again, not discouraged, taking it slow, slowly convincing.

He had now grasped the knack of how to interact with Ruan Renwang.

Wait for it, next time if he finds the Mausoleum of Ruan Renwang's nemesis, he must coax her into dancing on their grave.

Thinking about a super grandmaster dancing, the feasibility was quite high; Yu Ziqing couldn't help but grin.

Still, as they say, take it slow and let's see how it goes.

The return journey was much smoother than the way there, aside from avoiding places of abnormal weather, and dodging some dangerous locations, he barely took any more detours.

Encountering the territory of some Alien Clan stronghold, he simply flew overhead without engaging; no one interfered with the other.

These Great Demons or Sea Clans didn't have the mentality of testing whether it was tough talk or tough bones just because someone flew over their heads.

Midway, Yu Ziqing sensed the call of the Seventh Floor ring.

Closing his eyes to enter, Yang was already waiting there.

"The Spirit Plant you requested has its first kind cultivated, derived from the Moonlight Flower.

According to your requirements, a dedicated experimental field was created, an extremely harsh environment.

The concentration of Moonlight is very high, yet the newly cultivated Moonlight Flower can still survive. Check latest chapters at n0velfire.net

However, whether it can bloom remains uncertain.

According to estimates, the more vigorous Moonlight Flower should survive at least a year's time upon the Bright Moon.

But none of us have been there, it's just speculation.

The follow-up can adjust direction based on feedback in time.

Take a look and see if you want to send a bit first."

"Send it, why wouldn't I? If it survives three months, I'm satisfied.

Right now it's just right; if it could easily be thrown down and flourish into a field, would I have to strive so hard?"

Yu Ziqing was particularly pleased; he hoped it wouldn't be too easy.

If it's too easy to survive, too easy to bloom, how would he give gifts in the future?

"Fine then, do you want to come back and get it yourself, or..."

"I'll come back and fetch it myself; no one on the Big Island should go out, lest the news gets leaked.

Oh, and another thing, you don't seem too busy recently.

I have a big project here about transmission..."

Before Yu Ziqing could finish, Yang stood up and promptly kicked Yu Ziqing.

"To hell with you!"

Yang turned and left, not bothering to listen to the rest.

Yu Ziqing sighed, seems like he wasn't very free after all, never mind, save it for later.

Yu Ziqing leisurely took the Flying Boat, entering the East Sea, heading southwest all the way to the Southern Sea.

At the edge of the Big Island, after acquiring the items Yang provided.

Yang gazed intently at Ruan Renwang, eyes filled with curiosity; Yu Ziqing said nothing, just turned around and left.

Just keeping them hanging, hey, I'm just having fun.