Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing stared blankly at everything, especially the person without facial features.

He had asked Yang before, since Dao cultivators had the Mountain Opening Monster, then who were the Mountain Opening Monster for Refining God and Qi Refinement.

There was indeed a Qi Refining cultivator, but the details were vague, lacking detailed records, only confirming that such a person existed.

But he had never heard of a Mountain Opening Monster for Refining God.

Now Yu Ziqing finally understood, there was never a Mountain Opening Monster.

The Refining God Dao was all taken from other places, establishing the path of Refining God for mankind.

With a brief image fading away, Yu Ziqing raised his hand to look at the rune on the stone wall and the stick figures. After composing himself, he calmed his mind, waited for a long time before starting to look again from the beginning.

This time, he could probably understand a small part, especially towards the end of the records here, where the two stick figures sitting opposite each other were clearly playing chess.

Yu Ziqing stood still, quietly waiting to see if there would be any changes.

However, he waited for quite a while, without any changes.

He was a bit surprised, having stimulated the old traces to peer in, could no one sense his peering?

The person with only hair and no facial features had no reaction.

Or could they not sense this peering?

Yu Ziqing tried to ask the Earth Deity Origin, but the Earth Deity Origin, like a machine, continued to replay the ancient saint sounds without any change.

Moments later, Yu Ziqing soared into the air, touching the top records with his fingers, starting again from the top.

The Earth Deity Origin activated the residual traces of Daoist charm, Yu Ziqing peered into the past.

A child was born in a farm.

Though it was called a farm, the chives grown were actually people, the deities raising humans in farms and pastures to contribute power.

Initially, the boy was no different from anyone else until one day, a deity's thought descended, their intentions manifested simultaneously in multiple places.

A simple thought arose in the boy's heart.

To put it nicely, "Are nobles truly born better?"

Of course, a child who knew not a word could not articulate such thoughts.

What he was thinking was, "This is truly amazing, if I had such power, who would dare steal food from our house?"

Later, a Qi Refiner came, freeing all the chives in the farm, and he left with those people, becoming a Qi Refiner himself.

Yet that initial idea, the deepest impression, stayed etched in his heart.

He understood that such capability required cultivation of the divine soul.

But Qi Refiners only refined Qi, relying on strong power to nurture the divine soul.

His cultivation was entirely dependent on one breath.

Following the Qi Refiners in battles against the deities, he saw more and more strange and peculiar living beings, and slowly had more and more thoughts.

He traveled far and wide, observing the sun, moon, stars, and the changes in all things until one day, after killing a minor deity, he discovered some peculiar patterns.

He began to summarize his observations and experiences, summarizing patterns, celestial phenomena, climate, sunrise, sunset, growth of all things, various aspects of cultivation.

It was a chaotic yet thriving era.

Many, many people were searching for new ways.

On the road, he met a young man, also a Qi Refiner, who discovered a new form of Qi.

Unlike the violent and chaotic Evil Qi, difficult to harness, it was extremely peculiar and unpredictable, effective against deities.

Because it had a somewhat mutually antagonistic yet complementary nature with the power cultivated by Qi Refiners, the young man called it Evil Qi.

Completely establishing a new cultivation system was extremely difficult, but pioneering new methods within the large framework of Qi Refiners was most suitable.

Because once successful, it could be quickly popularized.

The next time they met, the young man had succeeded, he cultivated Evil Qi, and had his own single-name appellation, called Evil.

He had long conversations with Evil, gaining much inspiration from him.

Evil held nothing back, telling him everything he knew, realized, found.

Before leaving, he even blessed him, hoping one day he would succeed in his path, finding a way for humans to cultivate the divine soul.

He also blessed Evil, hoping one day Evil could earn the title of Lord.

With Evil's inspiration, he understood too, that creating something from nothing, opening a new path was incredibly difficult.

It required the harmony of heaven, earth, and man, sufficient wisdom and opportunity, and most importantly a flash of spirit light for the slimmest chance.

Ever since the Qi Refining Dao appeared, all subsequent cultivation was within the large framework of Qi Refinement.

All cultivation merely opened branches thereof.

He knew he did not possess the immense wisdom to break through limits, he would only use clumsy methods, and would never achieve his desires in this lifetime.

Then he absorbed some of Evil's concepts, taking an unorthodox path.

He summarized his observations and experiences, the patterns of all things, gradually developing an obsession, not only exploring everything about deities but also beginning to explore everything about all people.

He recorded everything, his manuscript as huge as a mountain.

He began to slowly reduce the manuscript, distilling the truths within.

That mountain became smaller and smaller, until finally, he took new paper and wrote four large characters.

Dayan Preface.

A Dharma Method that at the time wasn't even considered a cultivation method.

Back then, Dayan Preface had no effect on refining the divine soul, only making his thoughts sharper, feeling his mind becoming increasingly useful.

When the battle reached the late period, having conquered nearly all territories under a Divine King's command, liberating all the chives there.