Master of Strange Dao

It was just for a moment that he couldn't hold back, and a transaction came out of his mouth, always thinking of escaping.

So, he whispered.

"He first lent someone power, helped the other party adapt and control as much as possible, and then made a small move, and successfully escaped by stealing the name..."

The Bubble Face muttered a few words, and Yu Ziqing interrupted him directly, sneering.

"No more transactions?"

"No more transactions, I just want to take revenge on that scoundrel who turns his back on people. As for the transaction, I'm just used to it, used to it..."

Yu Ziqing had a thought and said.

"I have no grievances with that guy, he hasn't shown up, and hasn't caused any trouble, he's particularly well-behaved, why should I take the initiative to find trouble?"

The Bubble Face was about to say it's impossible, in the Fallen Abyss, it's impossible for someone to endure such loneliness.

But thinking of that scoundrel, the Bubble Face became uncertain.

That scoundrel might actually do something like that.

"If you want me to help you deal with that scoundrel among demons, you have to give me some benefits, right?

I can't just help you for no reason, can I?

Even in a deal, there's no such way of doing business, is there?

Or are you just trying to screw me over?"

"No, no, transactions are all voluntary and fair." The Bubble Face quickly denied, even if he had such thoughts, he couldn't admit them.

"From what you're saying, you seem to know that scoundrel very well?"

"Especially well, we all sink together in the Fallen Abyss, who doesn't know who."

"Oh, then tell me everything you know about this scoundrel.

Although I have no grievances with that scoundrel among demons, he's a Devil, and if he runs onto my turf, it's definitely his fault.

If I see him, it's not impossible for me to conveniently deal with him.

Although my strength is quite ordinary, more than half of the strongest in the world have ties with me."

Yu Ziqing spoke casually, then changed the subject.

"I'm a bit interested in your sacrificial techniques, can you tell me a bit?"

The Bubble Face's mind was lifted, finally finding a point of interest for the other party.

Indeed, the human race has always been like this, if there's a shortcut for advancement, they wouldn't turn a blind eye, whether it's used or not, they have to understand and grasp it first, and if necessary, use it as a backup plan.

Uh-huh, this is called a bottom card.

Whether to use it or not, the bottom card must be enough.

The Bubble Face's thoughts spun swiftly, with the successful experience of the scoundrel, he began to ponder how to manipulate the sacrificial technique to achieve his purpose. Thıs text ıs hosted at novelFɪre.net

The sacrificial technique itself, certainly cannot be modified recklessly, a tiny difference could lead to a huge error, mistake a little and the result could be completely different.

The only thing that could be manipulated, with successful experience backing it, was the language of the sacrificial text.

Luckily, nowadays, the human race does not understand their language.

The Bubble Face forgot his initial purpose, his mind full of emulating the scoundrel to escape.

Yu Ziqing had a trace of anticipation on his face, unable to hold back a smile.

Of course, he didn't care about the sacrificial technique; what he cared about was the intelligence.

The intelligence on that scoundrel.

Originally, he didn't expect such a thing, after all, someone emerging from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, it would be hard to even figure out the other party's name, let alone information.

Who would have thought, he didn't misjudge, after all, that guy was indeed a scoundrel among demons, a disgrace among demons, even the other guys from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World looked down on him to the extreme.

The Bubble Face had no intention of protecting the personal information security of the scoundrel, he spoke spontaneously.

Wanting Yu Ziqing to help find trouble for the scoundrel, naturally, he had to disclose the scoundrel's intelligence, this stuff wasn't considered a transaction, it was an obligatory gift.

"That scoundrel is called ***."

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, evidently unable to understand the name passed over telepathically, clearly, it was in another language.

Unable to understand didn't matter, he noted it down.

Observing the nuance, the Bubble Face immediately added.

"This scoundrel also has a disgraceful human name, called Wang Zixuan, back then, he was actually quite strong, just his deeds made demons disrespectful..."

The Bubble Face conveyed information at an extremely fast speed, whispering quickly, vividly recounting all he knew about Wang Zixuan.

He was already very famous, knowing quite a bit, after everyone sank together in the Fallen Abyss, they became naked swimmers.

Maintaining a state of not fully sinking on weekdays was already very hard.

Plus, when the reputational waves are calm, it's fine, but if encountering unrest in the Fallen Abyss, it's already the limit not to be completely drowned, who would care about anything else.

Over time, with the flow of thoughts, direct exchange of ideas, memories even became armor, worn outside to fend off, there were no secrets anymore.

You know my strengths and weaknesses, I know your depths and shallows, who doesn't know who.

But as the Bubble Face spoke of the scoundrel's deeds, the more Yu Ziqing listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

The deeds he spoke of seemed like a Deity...

A Deity who didn't like warmth, preferred cold weather, especially snowy days.

Every year, that Deity would be worshiped, praying for a few snowfalls before winter to help crops through the winter, and after spring snowmelt, nourish crops again.

Yet this Deity, when the great war came, attempted to escape battle, and after one instance of his True Body being destroyed, he took the initiative to escape into the Fallen Abyss, that is, the Mud Sea of the Muddied World.

Once he jumped into the cesspool, naturally, he was invincible.

No matter how much he was disliked, there was no way someone would jump in and fish him out to punish him.

Thus, the Deity, once pure as snow, became a Devil rolling and sinking in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World.