Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing was quite familiar with this. The materials Song gave him back then had similar record methods and word usage habits.

"Will anyone notice?"

"No, what I have here isn't the original document."

Yu Ziqing looked at it. It was a record of the Jinyi Wei investigating the Evil Dao Altar in West Qian.

There wasn't much of value on it. The only valuable part was tracking the remnants of the altar, which seemed to connect the Evil Skill to some things from the Ancient Times, but more specific information hadn't been found yet.

Yu Ziqing continued to flip further down the page, clearly seeing it wasn't just one piece of information anymore.

The text's grammar and other aspects were somewhat different from those of today.

"These are records from the End Period of Ancient Times. They probably haven't found them yet. I found them first."

"I'm watching, tell me."

Some of the words in these records required Yu Ziqing to guess. To prevent misunderstandings, he let the desk Monster speak.

"According to the records I've found, it can actually be traced back to the Ancient Times, roughly during the Dingmao Era of East Dui.

More specifically, between seven hundred and one thousand years in the Dingmao Era, these are the earliest records.

The earliest time this ritual lineage began was during this period.

The Evil Dao that took this path never really gained momentum but remained persistent like cockroaches, impossible to kill off completely.

The various Divine Dynasties paid them little attention because the harm they caused wasn't significant.

Compared to the chaos caused by the likes of the White Sun Holy Mother, they fell far short.

To this day, the exact method of their lineage transmission is still unclear.

Because no Divine Dynasty is willing to spend a large cost to clean up the bugs in these waterways.

This time, they surfaced. I looked around for records, but there were few.

It suggests that normally, they have no stable living place in Daqian.

This time's actions, I also have no related records.

At least, they left no traces in the channels I control."

Listening and looking simultaneously, Yu Ziqing aimed to avoid any contradictions.

However, hearing that time frame, it seemed to align with the period following the fall of the Evil Lord and the emergence of Jinlan Mountain?

Recalling briefly, Yu Ziqing confirmed it.

The Evil Lord fell in the year six hundred sixty of the Dingmao Era.

This particular Evil Dao initially appeared between seven hundred and one thousand years in the Dingmao Era.

The records from East Dui didn't note any significant Great Evil Dao during that time.

However, it made sense for the Evil Dao to be related to the Evil Lord.

Directly connecting to the Evil Lord of that time didn't seem unusual to Yu Ziqing.

After all, the Evil Lord was in a somewhat unstable mental state then.

Turning back, he considered asking the Evil Lord if he remembered encountering any Evil Dao minions at that time.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Yu Ziqing eventually concluded that there might be a connection to the Evil Lord.

So, what were those folks looking for in East Dui?

Back then, bringing out the Evil Lord, he tossed him into the depths of the ground in front of everyone.

"If you have any clues or information, just tell Jia Shisi."

Yu Ziqing got up and left. After reaching a place where no one was around.

Yu Ziqing stamped his foot, and two wisps of black smoke floated out, revealing Freedom Heaven and Lou Huai.

"You two head to the Yin Devil Nest and ask whoever's there if it's his former minions stirring up trouble."

The two Devils, seeing Yu Ziqing's mood seemed off, dared not say much. They transformed into black smoke and disappeared along the wall's edge.

Having dealt with these matters, Yu Ziqing met Jia Shisi again, personally checked the beheaded corpse, and all the relics left behind by the Evil Dao.

Inside were ordinary items, but a simple piece of jewelry caught Yu Ziqing's attention.

It was a piece with a distinct Dazhen style and an icy aura, crafted roughly and had long since exhausted its power.

Recalling Wu Shuangge mentioning that the filth used to cleanse the altar also came from Dazhen.

With this thought in mind, Yu Ziqing turned and left.

Come nighttime, Yu Ziqing walked through the wilderness, moonlight shimmering in his eyes as he tracked back the trajectory of the Evil Dao. At this moment, he was retracing the path.

All the way to the northeast of East Dui and into the northwest of Daqian, he found a place where these people had once rested.

In what seemed to be an ordinary wasteland, Yu Ziqing saw that when the Evil Dao left the temporary rest spot, they had left something under a rock.

Moving the rock aside, he found nothing underneath, but Yu Ziqing picked up a stone fragment, flipped it over, and glanced at it. There was an insignificant rune mark and some words.

"Walking Heaven's path, without a home."

Yu Ziqing pocketed the stone fragment and continued retracing, flying by the path.

As dawn approached, he tracked to within the borders of Kuihou Country, finding no further noteworthy place.

Yu Ziqing dispelled the moonlight's Divine Skills, rubbed his forehead, and thought that he must study a kind of moonlight Magical Treasure because such work shouldn't always fall on him.

Of his subordinates, none knew such Divine Skills.

Recalling the words the Evil Dao spoke when visiting the altar ruins, Yu Ziqing felt an inexplicable unease.

He rarely experienced such feelings and didn't think he was overthinking it.

He had a sense this was a precursor to a major event.

Even if it turned out to be overthinking, he wouldn't relax his vigilance now.

Northward, he returned to Jinlan Mountain, made his way back to the village, where he saw Song in plain clothes, his face somehow darker from the sun, resembling a simple farmer.