Master of Strange Dao

The clothes were meant for burial figures in the graves of important figures, able to withstand yin and death qi, remaining incorruptible for a thousand years.

Although Yu Ziqing found it a bit strange, the colors were indeed magnificent.

The human skin mask was made from the powder of Fifth Tier Spiritual Grain, but this grain was mostly First-tier, often not considered tiered at all.

The cost of cultivating this thing to the Fifth Tier was higher than that of growing hundreds of Fifth Tier Spiritual Medicines.

Even that wig was from a Seventh Tier Body Cultivator.

All of these were given for free by the eccentric ruler of Kuihou Country.

Heaven knows how the Emperor Kuihou managed to convince a Seventh Tier Body Cultivator to willingly cut off their hair.

You see, this hair, blood, essence blood, and fragments of internal organs were all used as media for spells by some experts in the Evil Dao.

Body Cultivators were particularly concerned about these matters.

Anyway, these seemingly unproblematic items combined on the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost, while it was very satisfied with itself, made everyone else feel extremely strange without exception.

Luckily, the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost had a low presence, or anyone who saw it would definitely get goosebumps all over.

Yu Ziqing saw many hungry ghosts now and then, and sometimes upon seeing some hungry ghosts, he would feel, just with one glance, that this one was an honest person, that one had delicate features.

Although he himself was unsure how he could discern this from the nearly identical looking hungry ghosts, seeing the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost still left him inexplicably uneasy and gave him goosebumps.

Yu Ziqing scanned around and sensed that the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost had returned to the well, allowing him to breathe a silent sigh of relief.

Two days later, the Eighth White Water Egg's wounds healed a bit, and it quietly left.

The Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost suddenly sprang silently from the side, like a ghost.

"Master, that person has left."

"Ah, left means gone. Ignore him, just notify me when he returns."

A few breaths later, the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost had disappeared again.

Yu Ziqing stomped his foot, revealing his figure in Freedom Heaven.

"Other than you, is there any other method to place the Shadow Devil's eyeball into their brain without harming them?"

"Returning to Master, I'm unsure about that, but the Heavenly Demon could surely place it in and take it out again."

"When you removed the Shadow Devil's eyeball, could you detect that it was the Heavenly Demon who placed it inside?"

"It probably wasn't. If it were done by the Heavenly Demon, even without leaving a trace, there would still be detectable marks left in the brain.

I felt that there were no marks at all inside, and the method used to place it was completely different from mine.

It was more like the Shadow Devil's eyeball appeared there out of thin air.

As for how it was done, I don't know, and it's not in my inheritance either."

Yu Ziqing waved his hand, saying no more.

He realized that these Devils had some innate inheritances which, upon reaching a certain degree of strength, would continuously reveal new things.

They didn't need teachers or associates—the wealth, companions, methods, and place that cultivators needed—they hardly required any.

Once reaching a certain realm, new inheritances would awaken, guiding their way, and they only needed to follow the path.

It seemed incredibly convenient.

But similarly, it should also be the objective reason why there was no place like the Langya Institute or Lihuo Institute among them, nor beings analogous to Dao Cultivators.

They lacked that sense of urgency and did not need to continually research.

For humans, born with no understanding, even speaking or writing had to be learned, creating an urgency to cultivate a relentless pursuit of truth.

The Devils probably wouldn't even bother to dissect and study the most basic runes; where would the conditions and atmosphere to study deeper things come from?

Not doing research was fine, as these Devils, relying on bloodlines and bloodline inheritance, were really like humans. Otherwise, Yu Ziqing wouldn't have the chance to make lamentations about this.

A moment later, the Deceitful Ghost arrived.

"Master, I've organized the list you wanted, but finding out who got hold of it subsequently isn't something that can be accomplished in a few days."

Yu Ziqing took a look at the records of the Shadow Devil's eyeball sales, detailing the day, the buyer, the buyer's identity, and how much money was spent, all neatly documented.

Especially the later parts, detailing the buyer's originating force, their status within it, their acquaintances and mentors, all thoroughly recorded.

Then, related information about this force was documented as well.

Yu Ziqing raised his eyelids slightly.

The Deceitful Ghost gave a dry laugh.

"Master, it's always necessary to know the buyer's capability when selling goods, right? If the capability is insufficient, and it gets snatched away right after purchase, it would certainly impact us.

If the financial strength isn't enough and the credit is poor, this business might easily incur a loss.

Furthermore, the procurement prices are fluctuating, changing daily.

For high-potential clients, I could even afford to give a slight discount.

If someone places an order and provides a deposit, then I dare to prepare the goods; otherwise, if overstocking occurs and the goods cannot be sold promptly, some items begin to lose effectiveness over time, holding the bag would result in loss."

"No worries, you've done well. Trusting you with the business naturally means I trust your judgment. Just remember to keep everything a bit restrained."

Yu Ziqing was certainly not concerned. He just hadn't expected that opening a store by the Deceitful Ghost could collect so much basic intelligence.