Master of Strange Dao

After waiting for two days, nobody came here, and there was no sign of the Jinyi Wei coming to investigate. It seems that after Song left, the Jinyi Wei must be in a state of chaos internally.

The only thing Yu Ziqing could confirm was that before the cleaners came, there hadn't been a second wave of people coming to investigate in advance.

It was not until dark on the second day that a head emerged from the ground. Wu Shuangge looked around foolishly before raising his head to see Yu Ziqing floating there.

"Clear away the remaining filth here and see how much information we can get.

Also, your Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl can purify the pollution now, right?"

"Of course it can, I can now advance to the Sixth Tier."

Wu Shuangge stretched out both hands, and the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl suddenly appeared in his arms. He opened the lid, aimed it at the ground, and threads of residual filth were absorbed.

There was also a layer of illusory fog, which was absorbed as well. This was the pollution left behind by the filth.

Filth is extremely cheap nowadays, but it works wonders against retrospection types of Secret Techniques, and it can disgust people to death.

Just for a moment, nothing was left behind. Wu Shuangge hugged the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl, gently sniffed, closed the lid, and remained motionless with his eyes closed.

On the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl, a layer of flowing light was constantly fluctuating, and then light spots began to emerge.

The light spots extinguished one by one until only one remained, and Wu Shuangge opened his eyes, very certain.

"The remaining filth here came from a small city in the Southern Border of Dazhen."

"..." Yu Ziqing smacked his lips, unsure of how to evaluate this.

"Has your Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl advanced to this level now?"

"Not exactly, I discerned it myself.

Sir has said before, each area's water and soil nurture different people, every place is different.

This filth naturally has slight differences too.

I can't differentiate each person's, but the combined filth of a city is markedly distinct from another.

The amount of filth collected each time reveals quite a lot.

Just like Dazhen, the more northern areas now have less filth, and it's increasing in the south.

The number of people producing filth in southern Dazhen must be increasing significantly."

"Where did you learn this?"

"Cece said, the elder Yang mentioned that cultivation also requires research. I am limited by the Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl's realm, and must first enhance the Bowl, so I need to be even more attentive.

Also, the elder Yue said, if I want to assist Sir, I need to learn how to use it. This is what the elder Yue taught me."

"Who is elder Yue?"

"He's the one Sir sent to Jinlan Mountain, doesn't Sir know him?" Wu Shuangge's eyes widened instantly, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Yu Ziqing covered his face and sighed helplessly.

"I was the one who sent him there..."

That fellow Song, he should just enjoy his vacation. Why is he always thinking about gathering intel?

How long has it been, and already preparing to help Wu Shuangge make a worldwide map of defecation?

How could he use filth to indirectly confirm the conditions of certain places through big data analysis?

Truly talented.

I initially thought of letting him rest for some more years before resuming work, but seeing how he can't seem to idle, he should just resume his work sooner.

"Alright, if he is willing to teach you, that's your good fortune. Make sure you learn well, such opportunities weren't available before."

Yu Ziqing shook his head and again activated the Moonlight Divine Skill.

This time, it felt much more comfortable; the night sky was washed clean, and the bright moon hung high.

Tracing back the path revealed several groups of people had been here to investigate.

Among them, there was a Riddler.

Tracing back to half a month ago, there was a dark energy and flame falling from the sky.

Someone had destroyed the Ritual Altar first, and then everyone turned to ashes and scattered.

Continuing to trace back, the process of building the altar was seen.

Special faces were seen, their expressions stiff, wearing strange smiles like the dead, with almost no communication throughout.

But as the beheading season began, they started preparing the ritual.

At this moment, there were finally a few brief exchanges.

"Must save him, can't let him die, he's the only one who knows the exact location."

"This is a heaven-sent opportunity, we can't give it up."

"Someone has already gone to investigate that small temple, there won't be any obstructive forces, just rumors outside."

"It's starting, prepare."

Yu Ziqing noted down these words and also recorded all the rituals' details, preparing to consult experts later.

He dispersed the Moonlight Divine Skill, a slight frown forming on his forehead.

Why did he never feel there were so many evil sects before? Why, after returning from Dadui, have thousands of evil sect members died in Dadui yet so many remain?

What are these evil sects here for exactly?

Even with so many deaths, they aren't stopping, surely not every one is brazenly reckless, willing to risk their lives for profit, right?

During interrogation, none seemed to mention any major specifics.

The vast majority of evil sects were just minor, insignificant roles.

Those who indeed did create major events, the true Great Evil sects, if not dead, there were basically two possibilities.

Either they had backing or survived cleverly, knowing clearly what absolutely shouldn't be done and when one's steps can cunningly shift.

Otherwise, when the Divine Dynasty's violent machines are activated, to speak bluntly, crushing a Ninth Tier evil sect isn't that difficult.

Yu Ziqing had personally witnessed, in a Divine Dynasty like Daqian, pulling out ten Ninth Tiers on the spot isn't hard.

No wonder they say, going out there requires having power.

Perhaps he should let Song resume work earlier. Jia Shisi, jumping straight from the Ancient to the present, forcing a Blade Dao cultivator to handle current situations was indeed too challenging.

First, let Song investigate if these evil sects have any connections and why they insist on coming to Dadui.

Also, inquire with the table monster to see if it knows anything.

"Let's go back." He turned to instruct Wu Shuangge.

Yu Ziqing then took out a spare filth bucket, dumping its contents, polluting the just-cleaned area anew.

Waiting until the filth thoroughly washed over the area, Yu Ziqing stopped Wu Shuangge from taking action and personally took out his special filth bucket, gathering up all the scattered filth.