Master of Strange Dao

It is rare that Yu Ziqing stayed in Dadui for several years, although for most of the time, he wasn't actually in the palace city.

He didn't even attend the so-called court meetings that seemed like court assemblies but weren't quite so.

To this day, most of the courtiers who can appear in court assemblies have never even seen Yu Ziqing, the heir apparent to the throne.

Oh, to be precise, he hasn't fully ascended to the throne yet; the procedures aren't complete.

These procedures don't refer to mere formalities nor the political significance they bring; rather, they involve the program concerning the national destiny and might of the Divine Dynasty.

Yet, even so, no one dares to deny this heir's legitimacy.

The words Yu Ziqing said in his anger back then have become a reality now.

Dadui's national destiny owes too much, so much that only Yu Ziqing can handle it.

The debtor became the leader; everyone belongs to one family, and the whole family is inherited by you, so naturally, the debt is inherited too, for better or worse, making it irrelevant whether there is debt or not.

But as long as Yu Ziqing is not Emperor Dui, Dadui would instantly have a deficit large enough to crush its national destiny.

Because not counting what was previously owed, a considerable portion of the subsequent enhancement is embarrassingly due to his contributions.

As Emperor Dui, if anything goes wrong with Dadui, regardless of the reason, you have to take the blame.

If Dadui prospers because of your policies, the corresponding credit also belongs to Emperor Dui.

Everyone is now accustomed to the current policies of Dadui; after decades, the good or bad isn't claimed by words but seen in the overall changes.

Today, the once extravagant luxury of free beef is glimpsed.

This pace of change has surpassed many people's expectations.

Yu Ziqing wanders in the mortal world with Ruan Renwang, eating and drinking everywhere without any profound intention at all.

Initially, it was just about taking Ruan Renwang to join feasts and looking around; reading reports really wasn't that interesting.

It caused dizziness, and seeing it firsthand is far more real.

He was simply messing around.

Yet such antics were interpreted by many as loving the people as his children, putting into practice a critique of the slightly burgeoning bureaucratic styles of recent years.

Reminding them to follow Dadui's current planning, where the overall physical condition rises, and the foundation is solidified.

This is the true foundation of a prosperous national destiny.

Without these countless mortals, low-tier cultivators would not even have the soil to emerge, and the foundation of the great mansion would be destroyed.

Only after decades of management, as national destiny continuously ascends, the number of cultivators also rises.

As the number of cultivators rises, it nourishes the foundation once again.

The fundamental reason being, the foundation has become increasingly robust.

Yu Ziqing didn't let people follow him, but Zhang's cabinet members still held several small meetings about it.

They reflected, interpreted, and continued to pass the information down.

Basically finding an excuse to implement and embody the will of the upper echelon, ensuring not deviating from the established direction.

Constantly adjusting small directions in practice.

On the grassroots level, most are praising it, with a few particularly resistant ones being those who committed crimes against the wind and ate free meals.

Yu Ziqing did not care about these; he even sealed all his power, relying entirely on his legs, traveling everywhere.

Time will slowly settle his thoughts.

He also discovered why he hadn't detected obvious circumstances before.

Simply because the stronger a cultivator is, the longer they live, the more profound and reserved they become emotionally.

Not some unfeeling paths that go to extremes, but those pure emotional fluctuations also become increasingly infrequent.

Just like Yang, even though he hasn't lived that long by comparison.

Yet he is immersed in research daily, and if he were to abandon research to do something else, his first reaction would be bewilderment.

Yang is somewhat better because he was once a Dao cultivator and has gone through significant changes and trials.

Those strong individuals who have lived a long time, stay in one place alone for decades, without seclusion, and their emotions undergo no significant changes.

These people would absolutely never spend years running around in the mortal world eating and making mischief like Yu Ziqing.

Especially to those Dao cultivators, this is simply wasting life.

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He was a little less deep, but he felt more.

Yu Ziqing did not feel this was a waste of time, he felt particularly fulfilled.

He even plans that after Dadui's return, when everything is settled, he should spend time continuing to feel more deeply.

And now, that bit of inspiration that was captured has almost been digested, at least it has reached a point where it can be clearly felt.

This is already enough; it is not a power that can be mastered in a short time.

Moreover, it is particularly dangerous.

Far more dangerous than any curse or secret technique.

Honestly, looking back, Yu Ziqing even feels that his ability to gather that ball of fury back then was purely luck, a natural gift of his.

Otherwise, he would very likely have died a miserable death.

At this moment, he is thoroughly certain that the Red Ape he refined using the Devil's Dharma Method doesn't have this ability at all.

Another person would most likely be burned to death directly.

This gift comes from himself, with its external manifestation being the Red Ape.

The only reason Yu Ziqing can trace for having this talent.