Master of Strange Dao

"What do you think?"

"The ritual... you'd better not experiment with it recklessly, it's the most bizarre thing before you showed up. Let's talk about it when I get back later."

Hearing how cautious Yang was, Yu Ziqing felt relieved and decided to discuss it later.

Unexpectedly, Yang shifted the conversation, and continued.

"Let's skip the matters of our own household, and not experiment recklessly.

Didn't you say it's akin to a divine skill?

See if there's any man you have a grudge with, hit him with a divine skill, and see what happens.

If the opponent only gets pregnant and their mind isn't distorted, then it might just be a simple fertility assistance technique.

Similar rituals exist even in the current Divine Dynasty, just like the regular sacrifices before spring plowing, the effects are minimal at best.

If there are any other negative effects, you better forget about it."

Yu Ziqing smacked his lips.

"Yang, you dare not say you're a completely upright person, but at least you're mostly on the right side.

Why are you more vicious than I am, I wouldn't go as far as killing an entire family over a grudge.

Why are you even thinking of getting the other person pregnant, creating a weakness, and then killing?

If they don't have family members, can't kill the whole family, just make sure they have some first?

Wow, not even a killer who destroys both body and soul is as ruthless as you."

Yang was momentarily stunned, and jumped in anger.

"Nonsense, you said it yourself, it's just fetal qi, not even formed properly.

I...

Forget it, just wait, I'll talk to you after I'm done with this!"

Yang, exasperated, didn't know how to argue further, his method indeed had a hint of the Evil Dao cultivator's approach.

Or one could say, an Evil Dao cultivator with an undistorted mind wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

Yang left the Seventh Floor ring in anger, and Yu Ziqing didn't mind, continuing to contact the next person.

After chatting with the No. 6 Dragon Woman, he spoke a little with No. 5 from Dali about Dali's recent situation, how everyone's business was going, and so on.

He continued along the numbers, reaching out to No. 4.

He waited for a long while before finally seeing No. 4 rush up the stairs.

"Brother, do you know anyone in the deep sea?"

"Uh, why did you run to the deep sea again? What happened?"

"I accidentally dug out some ghostly thing, and now it's chasing me.

Then I encountered a ship, and a bunch of strange cultivators jumped out, also chasing me.

Now that ghostly thing and those cultivators are fighting, but I've been marked.

I'm trying to escape now, but it might be too late.

I don't want to die in the deep sea, possibly not even leaving a corpse behind." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel-fire.ɴet

No. 4 spoke rapidly, conjuring a map to mark his approximate location while talking.

"Did you provoke something similar to a Tomb Ghost again?"

Yu Ziqing looked at No. 4 in shock, this troublemaker sure knew how to stir up trouble, his penchant for courting death was befitting of the Xi Family.

"Not exactly, it's not that troublesome, but it's pretty strong, I can't beat it.

The trouble is the other group of cultivators, they're very powerful, and they have these strange marking techniques.

No matter how I run, they can catch up to me, and I didn't even provoke them. Why are they so eager to hunt me down?"

"Island cultivators? Which faction are they from? Did they announce their name? I can find someone to mediate."

"They didn't say which faction they're from, but they look like those believers I've seen. They call themselves Saints."

"Saints... I feel like I've heard that name before."

Yu Ziqing quickly recollected and immediately pinpointed the source.

He only saw the words "Saints" in An History Book, within the sealing of that Jiazi Era where Mo Huitou was.

But his visit to the sealing was purely to consult with Mo Huitou about rituals, he never cared about the sealing itself.

As for whether the Saints encountered by this troublemaker No. 4 were the same as those in the sealing, that was uncertain.

After all, the term "Saints" is quite common.

"How long can you hold on?"

"Until that ghost thing I dug up is taken out, within three days, I might have to exhaust all my methods."

"Then I'll bring you ... hmm, it should be Heavenly Ancestor, but by the time I get there, it might be too late. Let me see who is in the deep sea and ask them to rescue you."

"What Heavenly Ancestor?"

"Isn't King Ruan Ren supposed to be your ancestral elder?"

"No... no, it's not necessary, not necessary, I think I can hold on for a few more days, seven days, no, definitely ten days. If I can't hold out, it's my own fault for not being skilled enough, and I deserve to die, absolutely don't trouble the ancestors!"

No. 4's face turned green, seemingly finding facing King Ruan Ren more terrifying than being hunted down.

"The consciousness of King Ruan Ren is gone; now he's just a serene beauty of bygone years."

"I beg you, please don't."

"Fine, I'll find someone to rescue you."

No. 4 hadn't finished speaking when his form concentrated within the Seventh Floor ring blurred, he quickly vanished and rushed out.

Yu Ziqing sat back, originally intending to contact each person one by one, but was interrupted.

Yu Ziqing contacted Dragon Woman again, explained the situation, and asked Old Dragon King for assistance.

Of course, if they couldn't save the person, bringing back the body would suffice.

As long as the form and spirit weren't completely destroyed, everything was negotiable.

Xi Yang, this troublemaker, was in a location even deeper into the sea than the territory of the Dragon Clan.

Fortunately, it's not too far from the Dragon Clan's territory, within three days they would certainly encounter him.

After arranging for help, Yu Ziqing found himself with nothing to do, being too far away, there was nothing he could accomplish.

He then casually continued reaching out and chatted with Song Chengyue about the recent situation in Daqian.

No major changes, everything was stable.