Master of Strange Dao

Tell him, the recent chaos is all because of these White Water Eggs, his Life Temple was dug up, and the Dao Mark was almost lost. Ultimately, it's because of these things.

Thinking about it like this, the advantage is mine, ugh, it should barely suffice.

After clearing his thoughts, Yu Ziqing planned to repeat his tactics. He now somewhat enjoyed the method of using great momentum to suppress others.

Mostly because acting as a positive character, straightforwardly crushing through, is indeed quite convenient.

On the other side, the New No. Ten, since knowing the death row inmates already know who he is, can't say he isn't envious; that's impossible.

Ever since he was almost silenced by the White Water Egg organization, he discovered there are people who can retrieve one's face and True Name.

Even if he doesn't remember a single bit of his past experiences, he began to unwittingly develop an obsession.

Additionally, starting to mentor newcomers, increasing authority, making things more convenient after.

The New No. Ten started to ponder how to continue developing people.

In the entire organization, it can't be only him wanting to find his True Name, past, and face.

As for looking for people, both he and the death row inmates are slacking off, fundamentally indifferent to this matter.

No.1 White Water Egg himself knows this matter isn't reliable.

Searching for bodies is also a matter of luck; if luck isn't on your side, no amount of effort will help.

Moreover, they've all lost their faces; not finding them is normal.

Thus, they slack even more, pondering their own matters.

A dozen days later, a piece of news reached Yu Ziqing's ears.

Langya Institute announced that they searched ancient manuscripts and found who the Dao Opener of Refining God Dao is.

To commemorate the predecessors and appreciate those who paved the way for future generations.

The sacrificial text manuscript commemorating the predecessors, they displayed outside Langya Institute, cultivators from all over, regardless of who, can directly come to observe and comprehend the True Intent contained within the text.

Even before anyone saw the classics, many were already praising Langya Institute for their grand gesture.

Until the first batch of people went, crying uncontrollably, unable to calm their emotions for a long time.

Only then did everyone realize why Langya Institute was so grand.

They said it's an ancient manuscript containing True Intent; such words are indeed accurate.

But the problem is, the True Intent differs somewhat from what everyone imagined.

However, Refining God cultivators still forge ahead, all wanting to glimpse the sacrificial text, to see and feel it themselves.

Someone said, after reading the sacrificial text, overwhelmed with sorrow and bursting into tears, the Divine Soul felt cleansed, as if a heavy burden lifted.

There's also someone who just looked at the characters and suddenly had an epiphany, crying while copying.

Indeed, some obtained benefits, which made it even harder to stop them.

Two Jinyi Wei looked from afar at Langya Institute's gate, claiming to maintain order, but in reality, they were just decorations.

Neither dared to approach Langya Institute, being there simply to represent Jinyi Wei, to represent Emperor Qian, to convey an attitude.

"Did you notice? Today, people seem to cry particularly sorrowfully, and the crying lasts longer."

"Ha, I've been waiting for so long and didn't hear you mention it; your observational skills need some serious honing.

It's changing every day; the True Intent within that ancient manuscript is growing stronger.

Every additional viewer enhances it slightly.

Yesterday, the Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator who cried until faint seemed to want to use viewing the sacrificial text to hone themselves.

It's said that within Langya Institute, if the Dean's will is firm and unwavering.

Upon finishing the text, one can see the signature of the text's author.

It's a direct contest among those Primordial Spirit Realm bigshots.

It's heard that currently, only three people seem to have seen the signature."

"I also want to see it."

"Just wait for now; let's talk about it when this period has passed."

...

Yu Ziqing learned about Ran Zhe's information from Yang in the Seventh Floor ring.

Unfortunately, Yang, this fellow, probably wasn't keen on socializing in the past, so not much is known.

Only knowing Ran Zhe's Poison Refining skills are high, at that time, the saying was this guy intended to drive poison with poison refining.

Within Langya Institute, few people study this kind of thing; the majority are physicians.

At the time, it was quite valued.

Knowing little, Yu Ziqing changed the subject, mentioning the ancient manuscript Langya Institute displayed.

"The matter is roughly like this, and it's said recently that the more people watch it, the stronger the True Intent within that ancient manuscript becomes."

"Do you want to take a look?"

"Yes, I want to take a look. Lately, quite a few chaotic people have gone; I will go observe, and disguise myself a bit, so I won't stand out."

"Is that beneficial to you?"

"Certainly, and the benefits are substantial."

Yang pondered for a moment, then replied.

"Then go, but just view the manuscript; don't get entangled elsewhere."

"Rest assured."

After confirming with Yang, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, already standing at the border between Kuihou Country and Daqian.

He must go and see for himself; this matter is very important to him.

He touched his chest, the raging anger in his heart still ablaze.

This kind of power, apart from using the page from An History Book, he typically has no other means to unleash its potential.

Now, a similar thing has appeared, and he is determined to go and see for himself, to comprehend it.

He's never been to the Capital City and never been to Langya Institute.

This time, Yu Ziqing spent considerable time shaping his face, eventually without distorting his mouth and eyes into grotesque forms.

Though still a little asymmetrical on both sides of the face, at least not hideously frightening.

Making his way near Langya Institute, without anyone scrutinizing, he could just sense many people covertly watching.

There are those from within Langya Institute and those outside Langya Institute.

Outside Langya Institute, they newly constructed a sacrificial altar, with a White Jade-carved base on top, placing that beast skin ancient manuscript on it.