Master of Strange Dao

The An History Book suddenly opened, pages flipping swiftly.

"Stay put, I'll remember this."

Leaving Jinlan Mountain, Yu Ziqing went to find Che Lun, who was retired at the Health Club.

"Let me ask you something, how do you weave memory armor?"

"Hmm?" Che Lun was startled, and the Matchstick quickly huddled over: "Don't even think about doing that. We were forced into it, but you're alive. Doing so will make your originally smooth memories chaotic."

"Then let me rephrase, I've got some faces and pasts of the White Water Egg from the Void. How can I view the pasts attached to those faces?"

"The past isn't just memory."

"I just want to gaze like I do at memory armor, that's all."

"Oh, that's simpler then. You could already gaze before, just gaze at this the same way you gaze at our memory armor." Matchstick casually remarked.

"Hmm? Weren't you actively showing it before?" Yu Ziqing was a bit puzzled.

"Yes, but just because we show it doesn't mean anyone can gaze at it." Matchstick was even more confused than Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing, Che Lun, and Matchstick exchanged wide-eyed glances, staring at each other for a while before they realized there was a big problem here.

Yu Ziqing thought it was only natural that if the other party was actively showing it, he could gaze into it.

The other party also thought it was only natural that Yu Ziqing had the ability to gaze, so they showed it.

Yu Ziqing rubbed his head painfully.

If someone draws back a curtain and he can see the painting inside, isn't that perfectly normal?

Everything felt so natural; little did he know that the very act of "being able to see" was special in itself.

He closed his eyes in contemplation. Memory armor was essentially these folks' past, and he indeed had a divine skill that could gaze into the past.

Moonlight.

Yu Ziqing explained this and asked again.

"Can I gaze into the past even without activating my divine skill?"

"Divine skills are what your people call it. For us, there's no separate division; it's something inherently mastered.

It's like... hmm, you wouldn't consider the instinct to chew as a divine skill.

Besides, don't the human cultivators also separate divine skills and secret techniques?"

Matchstick tried hard to explain.

Yu Ziqing was stunned, my god, so that's how divine skills are explained? Is this how these ancient deities viewed divine skills?

In the mainstream cultivator community, it was said that body cultivation divine skills were skills or secret techniques mastered like instincts.

After all, the effects of many divine skills and secret techniques were quite similar.

Names were merely used to differentiate the process of cultivation.

Therefore, at the very beginning, divine skills and secret techniques weren't just different in name; neither effect even mattered. Was it purely about their fundamental distinction?

This crazy world, how much more key information has been eroded by time?

Damn, even the explanation of names can be twisted into such an absurd state.

Several times now, it's been overlooked yet altered in unexpected places.

Yu Ziqing's mentality was almost shattered.

Now he felt as if everything he looked at was altered.

He even wondered if the evolution of writing and runes was altered during their natural evolution and adaptation to contemporary times.

Even if the explanations only slightly vary, their usage and appearance upon awakening seem unchanged.

But over the years, if this understanding becomes ingrained and unchallenged, everyone waking divine skills could only awaken within this preset range.

With the passage of time, divine skills might slowly fade from records, and the scope of abilities available to future awakens will narrow.

After all, the awakening of divine skills itself is directly related to the cultivator's understanding.

Yu Ziqing, a bit frustrated, dug into the secret room, ready to try it out.

He opened the golden book, found an alive face, and silently invoked the Moonlight skill. Even without the moonlight shining upon him, his eyes turned moon-white, shining brilliantly.

Peering into the past of the face again, the chaotic fog automatically morphed into scenes, layering continuously into memories of the past.

A very ordinary White Water Egg, a member of a small family, offended the Dong Chang of that time, woven into a crime that might implicate his family. Thus, he chose to die to protect his family from involvement.

Then the White Water Egg found him, turning him into one.

Because this guy had decent talent, especially in Array Dao, the White Water Egg invested in him.

Yu Ziqing recalled the list New Five provided, and indeed there was a White Water Egg within the organization with notable Array Dao talent, estimated at around the sixth-seventh tier, though had poor fieldwork abilities, so he remained stationed at the base.

After experimenting three times without any major issues, Yu Ziqing continued gazing one by one.

Most of these White Water Eggs weren't Loose Cultivators; they all had backgrounds. The few that were Loose Cultivators had been invested due to some specific talent.

Their reasons for turning into White Water Eggs varied, from offending people, committing crimes, to being intentionally ensnared by White Water Egg.

Even the presently living White Water Eggs were tied to numerous powers, encompassing various parts of the Three Divine Dynasties.