Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing's casual persuasion proved effective, with the An History Book readily assuming the function of a search engine. The rıghtful source is novelꞁire.net

This time it wasn't about searching for a disaster, but focusing on a particular person.

Soon, the An History Book flipped its pages with a rustle, turning to one particular page.

"Year 3930 of Jiazi, Yichou City.

Eighty Thousand Giants' captives disappeared, and three months later, a flesh and blood sacrificial altar was cast.

One thousand three hundred Saints performed the Blood Sacrifice Method.

Yichou City's Prefectural Governor, Bai Shan, sealed it."

The record was very simple, without many specifics.

But this time Yu Ziqing wasn't going to resolve the sealing, but to consult an elder about the issue of ritual art.

Looking at this sealing, Yu Ziqing roughly understood that the expert in ritual art he was looking for would certainly be here.

According to Yang's words, Cultivators have been making progress in certain aspects.

Many things of the current era, the widely spread things, are actually stronger and better than before, or at least more adapted to the times.

But it doesn't mean that everything now is stronger than before.

Ritual art is such a thing, a standard case where ancient was far stronger, creating a gap with each generation.

The core issue is actually because more easily mastered substitute Secret Techniques have appeared.

It's truly not because the ritual art itself was inferior.

On the contrary, because ritual art is powerful, learning it is difficult, mastering it is difficult, costly, and fewer people mastering it is what led to its continual loss.

Yu Ziqing didn't rush into the An History Book, as it turned to another page.

"Year 4722 of Bingyin, Jiawu City.

A Curse spread silently, bewildering minds.

Within a month, adults in the city were all pregnant, regardless of gender.

Investigation yielded nothing, and a year later, the population surged.

Jiawu City's Prefectural Governor sealed the Curse."

Yu Ziqing carefully read this record, which was also very insubstantial.

Even the Prefectural Governor who sealed the Curse left no name.

In such a situation, Yu Ziqing could already guess that the inside story was certainly not that simple.

However, judging by the situation, this Prefectural Governor seemed not to have died yet.

Yu Ziqing maliciously speculated whether this Prefectural Governor also got pregnant and had a child, not leaving a name because of shame.

Yu Ziqing was particularly curious about how, exactly, this "regardless of gender" pregnancy happened.

Judging by the situation, the Ruan Renwang of those years appeared near Jiawu City to enjoy the spectacle.

It's unknown if the Ruan Renwang of those years was also cursed.

As a fun-seeking zombie, if she got caught in such a Curse while enjoying the spectacle...

"Hahahaha..."

Yu Ziqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yu Ziqing flipped the An History Book back to the front, extending a hand to pat on it.

"Send me near that elder; let's take care of the business first."

With a flash of light, Yu Ziqing disappeared.

When everything around came back into view, he was standing on a tall city wall.

The city wall towered over a hundred zhang, with every brick marked with dense runes and bizarre patterns.

The dark red imprint seemed like it was imbued with blood, impossible to wash out.

Yu Ziqing looked around, and outside the city wall was a wilderness, with the air everywhere appearing twisted.

This was because protective measures were also added outside the city wall.

Although not as refined as those in the current era, the power was not inferior in the least.

Yu Ziqing turned around, stepped to the other side of the wall, and looked inward, finding no expected architecture.

Inside was actually desolate land, the city wall formed a circle on the ground, even without a visible city gate.

Inside stood giants, some several zhang tall, some over ten zhang tall.

Their skin resembled rock, marked with numerous bizarre patterns, their complexion a grayish tone.

If their skin color and physique were ignored, they looked like beings with big heads and thick necks, short arms, and legs yet extremely robust.

At least in physique and facial features, they were like this.

This was a prison, with an invisible power constantly suppressing the giants inside, simple and crude but effective.

It was Yu Ziqing's first time seeing a living giant, as records mentioned that giants were extinct since the Ancient Era.

What remained today were mere fragments of their existence, only a whisper of spiritual wisdom about these living beings.

The land they once inhabited was now in the northern wilderness.

These were obviously the giants captured after Dadui's war with them.

Yu Ziqing had hardly taken a few glances when wisps of smoke appeared not far from his side.

A man, dressed elaborately with a dozen accessories hanging on him and surrounded by fragrance, appeared.

Upon seeing Yu Ziqing, countless lights flashed across his iris.

His expression turned solemn, he tidied his attire, then approached within three zhang and bowed.

"Mo Huitou pays respects to Your Majesty."

"No need for courtesy, Senior. I've come this time to consult with Senior on some matters." Yu Ziqing returned the courtesy, speaking politely.

The moment the other party saw him, he realized this was a Sealing.

Moreover, he wasn't the one who implemented this Sealing; it must belong to a senior.

Being a courtier, yet not acknowledging the throne, addressing him by name indicated that he pledged allegiance to the Emperor Dui of Jiazi.

Addressing him as Your Majesty indicates acknowledgment of him as the later Emperor Dui.

Much like his attire, it was meticulously considered.

"My true self is not within the Sealing; the imprint left here is vastly different from the true me." Mo Huitou shook his head, somewhat regretfully, but giving a warning first.

"I wish to consult Senior regarding matters of ritual art.