Chapter 1187 - 307: Saving You, A New True Form (5k)
Finished the connection, Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and pondered.
He didn't really completely trust Wang Zixuan. He didn't know what Wang Zixuan truly thought, and even if he turned around and cursed him, Yu Ziqing didn't mind, as long as Wang Zixuan behaved, there really wasn't a place in this world that couldn't accommodate him.
Just like Yu Ziqing said, times have long changed.
Yu Ziqing touched the rusty sword in his arms. Wang Zixuan couldn't be used as a power source or volunteer for experiments, so he had to find another way.
First, study the Sacrificial Technique obtained from Bubble Face, and then figure out how to rescue Bubble Face.
He believed Bubble Face would be grateful and willingly step forward as a volunteer.
...
Disconnecting the link, Wang Zixuan took a deep breath and immediately took out the Crystal Ball, read through the sixty-four sides, and got a sentence.
"Those who recognize the trends of the times are wise."
This time, he understood it, he really understood it.
This sixty-four-sided crystal rarely provided him with hints he could fully comprehend.
The lesson of only half understanding and dying miserably was still fresh in his memory; unless he could fully understand it, he dared not believe it.
He returned to the brothel, lay down on the large enough bed, and let out a deep breath.
Others called him a disgrace and a scoundrel, not without reason; he just wanted to survive, using whatever advantage came his way.
But he also knew that the fence-sitting faction met the most tragic ends, so this choice was especially important.
Now he was completely sure he needed to follow the pace of the times, and he also had a clue about where this era's steps would land and in which direction they would go.
Even though he was no longer a Deity, and even though all the former Deities had been annihilated, he thought to himself that he could still thrive in the next era, and this time, he wouldn't have to jump into the cesspool to hide.
As for those fools who wanted to harm him, Wang Zixuan no longer cared.
He felt those fools likely wouldn't even get a chance at swimming in the cesspool.
Seeing that person a moment ago, he felt as if their gaze had changed, like a great terror enveloped his heart, knowing that if he took a wrong step, he would be completely doomed.
He felt fear first-hand, experienced emotions, and such deep and profound feelings had never been his until his transformation into a human form.
The consequences of reclaiming his name and rebirth were significant, but he no longer minded.
Leaving the room, Wang Zixuan tossed aside a Storage Bag and grabbed a jug of wine, pouring it into his mouth.
"Cue the music, let the dance continue."
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"I personally confirmed it, the Black Shadow Man is definitely dead, he was dispossessed, and your enemy has been avenged."
Yu Ziqing informed Yuan Chou of this, saving him from repeatedly trying to confirm whether the Black Shadow Man was dead and how to seek revenge.
Of course, Yu Ziqing didn't mention that Wang Zixuan had a Crystal Ball.
He figured that after Wang Zixuan appeared, he was so low-key, probably thanks to some achievements made by the Crystal Ball.
The Juice didn't explicitly say it, but Yu Ziqing had his own speculations.
The Juice would certainly not harm him, but the Crystal Ball with Juice's personal touch likely wouldn't give completely equitable hints.
At least, it certainly wouldn't suggest to its holder to eliminate Yu Ziqing in the Forbidden Land of Jinlan Mountain as a good thing.
So just let Wang Zixuan keep that Crystal Ball; pretend not to know.
Yuan Chou thanked Yu Ziqing, after all, Yu Ziqing had personally risked a trip to the Abyss.
He stood in place, feeling rather melancholic, as if he had lost something, now that his enemy was dead.
Moreover, it seemed that the one who dispossessed the Black Shadow Man's name and escaped from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World was not as expected.
Otherwise, with Yu Ziqing's character coupled with recent research, he wouldn't have let off that one.
Half a month later, Yu Ziqing, using the ritual, contacted Bubble Face, telling him he could rescue him.
Three months later, after a few rounds of persuasion, Yu Ziqing wasn't in a hurry to do anything.
He continually researched the epic chapters given by Wang Zixuan to learn that language.
Studying for three years, he roughly understood the Sacrificial Text within the Sacrificial Technique provided by Bubble Face and prepared the necessary materials before he quietly departed once more into the Abyss to find volunteers and test if Wang Zixuan had hidden anything.
Returning to the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, the boiling malice, pervasive yin qi, resentment, and Evil Qi no longer seemed so irksome.
After confirming that no one had been here and the Black Soil hadn't been dug up, Yu Ziqing relaxed.
At the edge of the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, he set up a magic platform, preparing all sorts of assorted materials, some of which were already out of print, only cobbled together with assistance.
After setting up the Sacrificial altar and checking it thrice, confirming every rune was correct, he lit the Spiritual Incense and called out Bubble Face's True Name.
In the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, the mud churned, and a bubble rose, revealing a grotesque and bizarre face.
Upon seeing Yu Ziqing, Bubble Face was overjoyed, especially upon seeing the prepared magic platform; the bubbles quivered with excitement.
He recognized the altar. It wasn't a possession altar, but in essence, it was similar; it was an altar to invite Deities.
Inviting Deities to descend, borne by the body.
Generally, this altar had nothing really to do with possession or dispossession.
Because whether it was the Deities or the Devils invited, it was the consciousness that descended, and the required power was borne by the vessel, if the power was inadequate, it naturally consumed the vessel's life, Divine Soul, and lifespan.