Master of Strange Dao

"Alright." This time, Zhong Shouzheng agreed readily, not even bothering to hide his delight.

He was certainly pleased; after all, he got things done without any cost involved.

In his crisis sensing, the giant shrouded in mist, whose full appearance couldn't be seen, had already sunk his head back into the fog.

The danger was gone, so what was there to fear?

Standing on the edge of the Void Cliff, the Cliff Divine King, at a mere thought, had faces appearing all around him.

They were all offerings made to him, each face carrying the history of its original owner.

Unfortunately, none of the faces here were even worthy of being considered a cover; they were useless trash.

The Cliff Divine King didn't find it regrettable at all.

The White Water Egg organization was almost defunct.

Let Jinlan Mountain take them over. Combined with Jinlan's power, perhaps the White Water Egg could serve a purpose once more.

Anyway, should any problems arise, the intel would converge at Jinlan Mountain, and acquiring intel from Zhong Shouzheng would be a better choice.

Zhong Shouzheng had betrayed them, leaving him no path to return.

The Cliff Divine King knew all too well what mankind detested most: in their eyes, traitors were more loathsome than enemies.

One by one, the faces turned into streaks of light, merging together, and with a wave of the Cliff Divine King's hand, they all flew away.

Before long, Zhong Shouzheng saw the light falling and quickly took out a golden book, opening it.

The streaks of light entered it, transforming into faces with closed eyes, printed onto the pages.

He smiled slightly, this mission could be considered perfect.

Moreover, he had successfully established a connection and won preliminary trust.

Yu Ziqing was right; among the major forces, they might not trust a traitor because that was within the human realm.

But with the Cliff Divine King, it was different; a traitorous human had no way back.

Besides, he had no choice anymore.

When the last streak of light entered the golden book, it revealed a transparent face with closed eyes, identical to the current Emperor Qian.

Zhong Shouzheng sobered his expression, solemnly cupping his hands.

"Next time I come, I will certainly have more intel.

However, I'm unsure what intel you desire?

What do you want, that I might investigate."

"I need you to confirm if the King of the Hungry Ghosts at Jinlan Mountain has indeed fallen into the deepest slumber.

Or even if that being is truly asleep there.

If possible... no, you couldn't possibly be a match for such a being..."

The Cliff Divine King gritted his teeth, agitated at the mention.

The being that once inflicted such damage on him, that kind of power, must have come from the King of the Hungry Ghosts, no other possibility.

Yet all along, the intel suggested the King of the Hungry Ghosts was asleep, never to awaken.

All channels, everyone, believed it to be so.

There had been predictions, and the probability of error was small.

Yet the Cliff Divine King felt something was not right.

In fact, everyone's predictions, various divinations, and other methods were correct.

The previously appearing terrifying, unconscious King of the Hungry Ghosts was indeed unlikely to appear again.

Because now, Yu Ziqing feared starving ever again.

"Also, make a trip to the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land and make contact with the being there.

If you can make him change his mind, no longer hostile toward me.

I will grant you a year's time to traverse the Dao."

Zhong Shouzheng carefully noted these matters.

Because the questions themselves were intel.

"Anything else?"

"That's it, for now."

"Alright, I will try my best to investigate."

Having wrapped up the discussions, Zhong Shouzheng looked once more at his sensing illusion; the immensely vast giant, whose full form eluded him, remained there, exuding an intense pressure.

He turned away, and upon returning to the lighthouse, he didn't rush back home.

Instead, he sat there, quietly digesting all he had gained, fearing there might be pitfalls he hadn't yet turned to his own understanding.

After thoroughly digesting everything, his Primordial Spirit felt stable and solid; his advancement to the next small realm was not far off.

No wonder so many had been trapped before; truthfully, without his perception, he wouldn't withstand such temptation either.

For powerhouses in the Primordial Spirit Realm, which required more comprehension, the temptation was even stronger.

Returning to reality, Zhong Shouzheng strolled back to Jinlan Mountain quietly.

Upon seeing Yu Ziqing, they heard him ask.

"Not injured, I hope?"

"Facing that being, there was hardly a chance to get injured." Zhong Shouzheng sighed, taking out the golden book and handing it to Yu Ziqing: "It should all be inside, including that of the Daqian."

Yu Ziqing didn't rush to open the golden book, instead opting to seal it first.

Only then did he smile.

"Looks like you've gained quite a bit, brother; come, tell me slowly."

"That being truly was terrifyingly strong, it was my first time having such a frightening sensing illusion..."

Zhong Shouzheng recounted all his experiences in detail.

Yu Ziqing brewed tea, listening quietly to Zhong Shouzheng's account.

Especially after hearing about Zhong Shouzheng's sensing illusion, he pondered thoughtfully.

This time, the gain was much larger than anticipated, with the biggest yield being the previously unexpected sensing illusion.

Yu Ziqing hadn't anticipated that Zhong Shouzheng's sensing illusion would be so specific, so clear, and vast.

The representation of that illusion encompassed so much.