Master of Strange Dao

But he was blocked by the others.

All the calls vanished like stones thrown into the sea, with no response at all.

In the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, in the small Fence-sitting Faction group, No. 2 Fence-sitting was sharing the earlier conversation.

A group of people were almost unable to contain their anger.

"The red veil is really too evil!"

"Evil to such a degree, it's unheard of!"

"Yeah, to ensure he could obtain a new true form and a new path to promotion, he was actually afraid of wasting time, so he tricked us into not going out!"

"Without the true form and the support of the magic platform, he would have been unable to hold on outside long ago, does he think we are stupid?"

"That human race treated him with utmost effort, and he actually slandered them behind their backs, simply... simply outrageous.

"He wants us all dead, even the most disgraceful scum isn't this bad!"

After the indignant curses in the small group of the Fence-sitting Faction ended, someone immediately secretly contacted Matchstick and told him these things.

The first one finished speaking, immediately followed by the second one to continue contact...

Matchstick did nothing all day, just listened to this queue of people venting about the red veil.

Everyone unanimously agreed that the red veil must not be allowed to find a new true form, such a wicked guy, it's best that he's stuck on the magic platform as he said!

If someone could stab the red veil to death, there would now be a queue of people waiting to stab him twice.

Then, that very day, Matchstick entrusted Cece to send back a message, embellishing the story.

When Yu Ziqing received the message, he couldn't stop laughing.

After dealing with these guys so much, Yu Ziqing knew them all too well.

Their thoughts and ideas were divided into three levels.

One was in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, wrapped in malice, almost irresistibly speculating with the greatest malice about outsiders.

The second stage was those who came out of the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, with less malice, but their thoughts, thinking, and perspectives remained much the same.

The third stage was having obtained the true form and path to promotion, at which point they would become like normal people in Yu Ziqing's impression.

But in fact, from the perspective of the Deities, the third stage was already abnormal.

Normal Deities from the era of deities could never agree with what Yu Ziqing said, they couldn't understand it.

The second stage was the normal situation for Deities.

The first stage, from any angle, indeed seemed a little unhinged and abnormal.

Yu Ziqing knew the red veil wouldn't be able to fart anything nice, but he also believed that those still in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World would definitely not believe the red veil's words.

Yu Ziqing already imagined how those filled with malice and anxiety, yet clinging to one last hope, would react to the red veil's words.

This place is really terrible (Oh no, my true form hasn't even dissipated, yet I can still consciously fool you).

You guys mustn't come (If you come, what about my true form and path to promotion?).

Don't be deceived, trust me (You'd better all just die).

If those guys don't want to kill the red veil now, Yu Ziqing would write his name backward.

He's not afraid of whatever bad words the red veil says, the worse he says, the happier it makes him.

At least for later experiments, like maybe trying to slice the red veil for a taste, it could proceed reasonably under everyone's eager anticipation.

It could also serve as a deterrent.

After all, just benefits are useless.

You must hold a sword in hand, placing it on the other party's neck, smiling politely, and say, I want to win together with you all through everyone's efforts, which is the best result.

These guys may not understand just nice words, so you must communicate in a way they can comprehend.

Faced with nonviolent non-cooperation, there are two options, either let them roll in the Mud of the Muddied World until they die, or directly come be a volunteer on the experiment table.

You see, Che Lun and Matchstick were the same, at first they didn't take a couple of beatings, which set the stage for subsequent pleasant cooperation.

These guys are simply thick-skinned, even if it's truly good for them, they don't understand kind words.

Yu Ziqing had already mastered the trick, mastering the language that enables seamless communication.

So if you want to handle things afterward, it's much simpler.

The new magic platform was set up, and the red veil cooperatively began the ritual.

The red and black power transformed into a column of light, emerging from the magic platform, spilling out, and falling on the Mountain Protection Array of Jinlan Mountain.

A power with extremely strong permeability began to fortify and transform it without consuming a bit of the array groups.

Observing the red veil, Yu Ziqing saw that when the borrowed power far exceeded the current state of the red veil, he was still maintaining his original form, just like Yu Ziqing's previous prediction.

What was being borrowed was not the power of the red veil itself, but using him as a fulcrum to leverage the power of authority.

The ritual method was this long enough lever.

As the light columns were scattered, the originally scattered array groups were finally connected by a power, forming a complete Big Array.

The Big Array covered the entire Jinlan Mountain, even connecting the No-fly Array together.

Thus, the entire Forbidden Land of Jinlan Mountain formally turned into a Forbidden Land for Qi Refining cultivators.

Even the Ninth Tier, within Jinlan Mountain's range, would find it difficult to fly using ordinary Qi Refinement Dharma Methods.

Continuously drawn power was extracted to fortify the Big Array, and after the fortification ended, the power continued to be mobilized to maintain the Big Array.

And all of this had nothing to do with the red veil itself.

Yu Ziqing wandered around Jinlan Mountain, marveling at how useful this power bank truly was.

Maybe I should find a way to give the red veil a true form, turning him into a long-term consumable?

This matter could be considered for further thought.

After finishing here, Yu Ziqing finally felt that the honest guy, who was brought out with them back then, hit once, and had been persistently in slumber, was finally awakening.

If he didn't wake up any longer, Yu Ziqing would have wondered whether that blow too heavily struck, extinguishing his consciousness...