Master of Strange Dao

The butcher of Jinlan Mountain is known for being calm and stable, and even when he was on the mountain, everyone's impression of him was that he trimmed meat very cleanly, without any waste.

This could be considered a major advantage in Jinlan Mountain back then.

Even after undergoing Body Refinement and being sent out for training, the butcher remained steady, never claiming to be from Jinlan Mountain.

Moreover, people outside now have a stereotypical impression of Jinlan Mountain's Body Cultivators: they get beaten, can withstand it, and become more ruthless as they get injured. Thıs text ıs hosted at novel-fire.net

This technical aspect of the butcher, if he didn't mention it himself, most wouldn't associate him with Jinlan Mountain.

When he brought back the mother and child, Zhao, who was usually timid, suddenly met a grand character he had only heard of, and it was quite a shock to him.

Particularly since many things weren't secrets, like how the Ninth Tier grand character he thought so highly of was beaten to death in the Forbidden Land of Jinlan Mountain.

He thought the Great Devil, stronger than the Ninth Tier, had its head displayed in the forest like an ornament.

Additionally, while training with the so-called younger generation, those young people would boast and tell him their codes of conduct.

When going out, one doesn't have to do good deeds, but one shouldn't walk the Evil Dao either; if bullied and unable to fight back, it's best to run quickly. If they could provoke the Ninth Tier to bully them, even better, as the skinny, kind-faced village chief hadn't killed a Ninth Tier in ages, and was quite bored.

Zhao's beliefs, hardly constructed, fell apart upon arriving at Jinlan Mountain.

He felt that the Primordial Spirit Realm, no matter if it already died or was at its peak, wasn't all that impressive.

He heard that the village chief disliked fighting with Primordial Spirit Realm Strong because killing them was like killing chickens, offering no enjoyment in battle.

The key is, some things weren't secrets, he wanted to think it was boasting, but couldn't convince himself.

Inexplicably, he just felt his so-called great opportunity wasn't so remarkable.

Now listening to Yu Ziqing, if he hadn't called the butcher "dad," this young master wouldn't bother with such trivial matters.

There were many before him who got opportunities but didn't live to be sixteen.

Zhao now just wanted to obediently follow orders, doing whatever he was told.

A young man who has gone through hardships has a clear understanding, knowing that living giants are far more important than so-called opportunities.

Even if he lost his chance now, he didn't feel there was anything to regret.

Yu Ziqing extended a finger, pressed it against Zhao's forehead, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

After all, he's still young, unable to hide his thoughts; his thoughts floated around as if he spoke them.

Better not to expose it, otherwise, it might leave a lifelong psychological shadow on the young man due to embarrassment.

"Stop overthinking, focus on calling."

Yu Ziqing reminded him, and Zhao quickly gathered his wandering thoughts and concentrated on calling.

Beside him, Zhong Shouzheng was also intently watching, keeping an eye on any possible situations.

A moment later, Yu Ziqing keenly sensed a faint, yet distinct, soul fluctuation from Zhao's Divine Soul, not belonging to Zhao.

The moment that fluctuation appeared, it immediately hid and vanished.

Despite Zhao's attempts to call, that wisp of fluctuation never appeared again.

Yu Ziqing let go and looked at Zhong Shouzheng.

Zhong Shouzheng looked a bit embarrassed.

"No one has ever succeeded in Primordial Spirit rebirth via surrogate, such ideas were tried by Evil Dao strongmen in Ancient times.

As long as reborn by surrogate, the consciousness will be obliterated by the great Creation of life, leaving only the Primordial Spirit, possibly with memories and insights.

Consciousness can never be left behind. If it could, it would be a success.

I've never seen or heard of such a thing happening before, nor should it."

Yu Ziqing looked thoughtfully at Zhao, who was waiting eagerly.

"The instant that wisp of fluctuation appeared and vanished proves it has consciously hidden.

And the fact it appeared means it didn't know the outside situation before that.

But upon appearance, it immediately knew the outside situation."

Yu Ziqing thought carefully, rummaged through the storage ring, and took out a dusty Soul Destruction Blade.

"Back then, I resolved the Langya Incarnation Technique, an Evil Skill, so now, I'm quite experienced.

By cutting open the Divine Soul with the Soul Destruction Blade, layer by layer, extract the thing hidden in the deepest part of the Divine Soul.

Not to mention the Primordial Spirit, I can even extract those Evil Skill runes while ensuring the person doesn't die after the Divine Soul is dissected.

This technique, although a bit rusty over the years, should be sufficient given the lower difficulty.

Once the Primordial Spirit is extracted, directly obliterating it is too cheap. Let's throw it into the Mud Sea of the Muddied World instead."

After speaking, Yu Ziqing patted Zhao on the shoulder.

"Tell him exactly, once I sharpen the blade, I'll start."

Yu Ziqing, holding the Soul Destruction Blade, flew into the eastern locust forest, stabbing it a few times into the massive Devil's head in the locust forest.

Instantly, the gigantic Devil's head shrunk somewhat, screaming more miserably than a slaughtered pig; at least a pig's squeals wouldn't be heard hundreds of miles away.

While sharpening and charging the Soul Destruction Blade, Yu Ziqing nodded satisfactorily at the ominous and fierce blade and flew back.

Meanwhile, Zhao, sweating heavily, listened to the idea of dissecting the Divine Soul, knowing it was definitely not a good thing and could very well lead to death.