Master of Strange Dao

In the eastern part of the Dao Court, beneath the thin layer of Green Soil, there lay large segments of broken tentacles, still writhing and struggling.

Unfortunately, under the illumination of the Black Bamboo Slips, and the absorption and transformation alongside the small tree, they couldn't stop the process of becoming compost materials.

Yu Ziqing looked at the Dao Court, feeling increasingly that this somewhat strange style truly suited his Cultivation.

If the Dao Court were indeed a place bathed in Divine Light, full of infinite brightness and immortal splendor, he might actually find it a bit strange.

As it stands, the more he looked at it, the more agreeable it appeared, putting him at ease.

The two Divine Skills of the Eighth Tier combined into one, transforming into a singular Divine Skill, were still in gestation, and Yu Ziqing wasn't in a hurry.

After all, the simpler a Divine Skill is to conceive, the weaker it likely is; the harder and slower, the stronger it is bound to be.

No matter the form of strength, as long as it is strong, it suffices.

Yu Ziqing accepted his fate, realizing that such Great Slaughter Divine Power might be mismatched with him; as long as it's powerful enough, it doesn't need to be directly slaughterous.

Of course, the main reason he wasn't too fixated on this was because of the example set by the Mountain Lord.

No matter how much he persevered, even if he endured for ten thousand years, pure power and slaughter could never surpass the Mountain Lord.

Yet, the Mountain Lord was still troubled daily by how to eliminate each of the All Gods.

Now, looking at this bizarre Dao Court, one part mere shadow, another part relatively normal, and the last part strange, Yu Ziqing felt quite satisfied.

After finishing his Cultivation, Yu Ziqing looked around; to the south lay the vast ocean, having traversed all of Dadui, he returned to the place where he first set foot on Dadui's land.

In the distance, a few familiar Riddlers followed, providing protection for Yu Ziqing.

After all, in the world of Riddlers, Yu Ziqing was nominally codenamed Yi Sijiu, regarded as part of the Riddlers' leadership.

In the Jia Sequence, only two people remained: Jia Shisi, who was starting to slowly relinquish his responsibilities as a Riddler, and the newly appointed Zhang, codenamed Jia Shiwu.

Yu Ziqing relied on his own two feet to traverse the entire land of Dadui; anyone with discerning eyes could see that this was Cultivation and that he was deeply immersed in it.

Naturally, the Riddlers came to discreetly protect him, preventing disturbances.

Yu Ziqing waved at the Riddlers in the distance, specially thanking them, and took out some resources to give to them.

Thinking about the time, it was almost the New Year, so he decided to give all the Riddlers a year-end bonus.

Since he was doing it, he might as well give it to all the officials and clerks under the court system too.

Over the years, Great Mistake had appeared, and though Dadui wasn't greatly impacted, it did influence them somewhat.

After all, within Dadui, there were more Body Refinement cultivators than Qi Refinement cultivators, but that was only in terms of overall numbers.

Apart from the main Cultivation, many supporting systems required the aid of Qi Refinement cultivators.

In recent years, Dadui managed to earn some profit from external trade, using a portion for welfare was not much of an issue.

Once he thought of it, he decided to act on it; later, Yu Ziqing headed north, planning to directly discuss it with Zhang.

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In the twisted deep sea, the Black Ship continued to navigate its predetermined course.

This time, however, there were no longer any obstacles.

The strangeness of the deep sea and the chaotic living beings there might not be entirely sane and could be somewhat bold, but all of this is based on the premise that they couldn't kill each other.

Those that could be killed without restraint had long been eliminated over the endless ages.

When the Black Ship High Priest encountered any strangeness along the way, offerings were given accordingly, just as usual.

The red veil passed the word, sounding somewhat arrogant.

As if saying, if you can't speak properly, then don't bother speaking properly.

Thus, the Black Ship High Priest regarded this as the red veil's usual arrogance, yet he remained cautious.

In the deep sea, the first rule for the Black Ship Saint is to remain cautious.

Even if they bore tattoos on their backs that could borrow the power of that great entity, it was no excuse for them to be reckless.

Rather than becoming complacent, the Black Ship High Priest became even more cautious, slowing the ship's speed.

When encountering some amiable strangeness or creatures of the deep sea along the way, they inquired about some news courteously.

They've been away from the deep sea for years, and their intelligence was somewhat outdated.

The eerie being they encountered earlier, capable of manifesting countless faces, had chased away another being a few years prior to seize its current territory.

The original beings had once been instructed by a former Black Ship High Priest, making them relatively amiable.

Territories the Black Ship needed to traverse belonged to such amiable beings nowadays.

This sea chart and experience were actually the most precious assets for the Black Ship Saints.

The key to survival was not in raw strength, but in preemptively avoiding unnecessary dangers.

The Black Ship High Priest sternly instructed the Saints that this time, the great entity personally intervened for their benefit; they should never assume the entity must assist with everything.

Instead, gathering information and bypassing danger to complete their mission was paramount.

In the ensuing days, the Black Ship encountered no significant issues.

All the way to the point of almost crossing the deep sea, nearing another continent's vicinity, a relatively safe sea zone akin to the East Sea, the Black Ship had yet to suffer any loss, something that had not occurred in a great many years.