Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing rubbed his head, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

He now roughly understood that in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, the only thing that can be transmitted unrestrictedly is all sorts of negative malice.

The other party was using malice to transmit information, but ordinary people probably won't feel any information of real value before being overwhelmed by the malice.

He hadn't intended to waste words with the guy from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, but who would have thought that after casually asking a sensitive question, the other party would betray his comrades without hesitation.

This baffled Yu Ziqing.

Even though the implication from that idea suggested that the current guy had unresolved grudges with the one who escaped,

logically they should count as an internal disagreement, all being brothers in misery trapped in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World. No matter what grudges exist, they should resolve them only after escape, to the outside, they are comrades.

Yu Ziqing was silent for a long while, not knowing how to respond.

It wasn't because he didn't know what to say, but because a lot of thoughts suddenly popped into his head, and he didn't know which one to pick for a moment.

This bastard inside dared to flood him with malice; just this alone was something Yu Ziqing couldn't tolerate.

Moreover, if someone wants to fool him, it's only right to fool them in return, otherwise Yu Ziqing wouldn't feel at ease.

On top, this guy obviously has a grudge with the one who escaped, selling out his comrades so readily could also mean he's trying to borrow a knife to kill.

After thinking it through, Yu Ziqing said.

"And? Specifically?"

The hideous face on the bubble wasn't saying anything this time.

Yu Ziqing asked, he knew then that Yu Ziqing knew someone had escaped, and seemed like he wanted to know the other party's information.

To first say that he could tell him, this was only bait; as for the specifics, they wouldn't be directly told to Yu Ziqing.

Because this was a direction for making transactions.

Yu Ziqing sensed the immense, frenzied yet restrained malice, cutting it away, he felt the quietly nagging hidden within.

"We can make a deal, anything you want to know, as long as I know, I can tell you."

"Damn it, say or don't say, the despicable disgrace you think they are, maybe I'll even find that person quite agreeable."

Yu Ziqing turned to leave, not even bothering to dig up Black Soil anymore.

Of course, he stopped not because of a sudden realization, but because if he continued digging, the hole would get too big, and the mud from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World would backfill and might drown him.

Also, his reserve of Storage Magical Treasures was nearly used up.

He had to save a bit for emergencies, not use them all up in one go.

Yu Ziqing left decisively, and the face on the bubble became a bit anxious.

This hellish place doesn't see anyone for eight hundred years; those who can connect with them are either people with inheritances or those who accidentally found an inheritance.

There was also a guy who was in contact with the outside world, but unfortunately, that Gua Pi was too impatient and was manipulated.

Now, let alone making others act, that guy himself has become merely a tool for unilateral force extraction, nearly getting driven to madness and drowned completely in the Fallen Abyss.

Besides, Yu Ziqing was quite right; in their eyes, the disgraceful traitor indeed seemed very much like a human.

That person turned indifferent quickly, and out of fear of revenge, might side with humans and suppress them, ensuring they never transcend.

With enough time, if they can no longer maintain awareness, completely succumbing to the Fallen Abyss would be inevitable.

Thinking of this made the Bubble Face feel a chill in his heart, and seeing Yu Ziqing's stride away made him even more anxious.

Now, the Fire Sea that burns here is becoming more intense, its range increasingly vast, and not a single Devil can be found within thousands of miles along the shore.

They can't continue waiting like before for the next person to arrive.

Thus malignity diffused, and Yu Ziqing heard the other party's quiet nagging again.

"No rush, let's talk things over, we can negotiate, we can discuss."

Yu Ziqing remained unmoved, even rubbing his head with seeming impatience.

"The one who escaped, unlike us, is a coward, fled into the Fallen Abyss to avoid battle, which is despicable.

If not for our help, he would have never escaped, already being held back by others.

Yet the scoundrel denies everyone afterward..."

The Bubble Face hadn't finished nagging when Yu Ziqing bit his lip and rushed back, wordlessly starting to dig, igniting Blood Flame.

It wasn't until large swaths of Blood Flame collided with the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, sizzling intensely, that Yu Ziqing stopped. Chapters fırst released on novel(ꜰ)ire.net

"The malice is pounding my head; now I'll burn this place dry, burn them all to death! Burn to death!"

Yu Ziqing's eyes turned red, his face ferocious, then he waved his hand, sending waves of Blood Flame into the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, causing mud to fly everywhere.

Bubble Face quickly shut up, not daring to continue nagging.

Fearful of driving Yu Ziqing mad, if this one goes insane, not only is it hard to find a suitable subject again.

Besides, if he disregards everything, he might truthfully stay here for hundreds of years, continually unleashing Blood Flame to burn.

The Bubble Face's bubble burst under the stimulus of a Blood Flame, and he didn't dare to surface, waiting until Yu Ziqing vented fully, spilling out all malice, did he quietly emerge again.

And this time, he dared not utter more nonsense.

Anyway, matters of trade could be discussed later; this time was just to cause some trouble for that traitor.