Master of Strange Dao

Thinking about the difficulty of recruiting someone at Langya Institute now, he felt a bit powerless.

This person is currently at the Sixth Tier, and judging by his aura, he should be quite young and definitely has the potential for Ninth Tier. No matter what, he must give it a try.

When Yu Ziqing walked out from the library, the Stone Puppet led him outside, asking him a question as they walked.

"Dean Cheng wants to meet you. If you are willing, I'll take you to him.

If not, I'll take you out."

"As Dean Cheng has invited, naturally it must be honored. Lead the way."

Along the way, they arrived at a quiet small courtyard where Cheng Jing was seated, having brewed tea and set out tea snacks.

Yu Ziqing's eyes narrowed slightly.

The tea was his favorite, a new tea from years ago, belonging to green tea.

The tea snacks were even more special, Dali pastries crafted in the style of the Dali Palace master chefs.

With just a light sniff, he recognized it.

This was recognition of his identity.

Yu Ziqing stood at the doorway, politely bowing.

"Junior, Bu Kesuo, greets senior."

"No need for formalities, come in and sit."

After sitting down, Yu Ziqing boldly sized up Cheng Jing.

His gaze was firm and resolute, and his entire demeanor was different from typical deans, with an air of decisiveness, clearly someone who had seen bloodshed.

Yu Ziqing naturally ate the pastries and then paused slightly.

"Pastries personally crafted by the master chefs of Dali Palace, senior is considerate."

"You can discern that?" Cheng Jing was a bit surprised.

"I truly have a love for food."

"Earlier, I was pondering, detecting a trace of devilry, wondering who it might be. Upon personally seeing, I realized it was you. I didn't expect you'd come as well."

"Sacrificial text of fallen heroes, must be seen with one's own eyes, personally experienced."

"What do you believe is the core of that sacrificial text?"

"Inheritance."

Cheng Jing's expression turned serious; he had originally expected Yu Ziqing to answer Wen Jun.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ziqing saw deeper into the matter.

He personally poured tea, presenting it with both hands.

"Cheng Jing, I'm seeking your advice."

Yu Ziqing didn't accept the tea, but directly responded.

"That is Wen Jun's path, where inheritance is the core.

I am not teaching, I just do not wish Wen Jun's name to be forgotten by future generations.

Nor should they forget the path of inheritance.

No matter who comes, I would say the same.

In fact, before I leave, even if no one asks, I would tell you this."

Though Yu Ziqing spoke thus, Cheng Jing still stood up and made a bow.

"Thank you for your guidance."

Yu Ziqing stood up and returned the gesture.

"You are too polite, senior."

The two sat down again, with Yu Ziqing eating pastries and drinking tea, casually saying.

"Since I've come, let me give senior some information."

Yu Ziqing glanced around, Cheng Jing said.

"Feel free to speak, no one can spy here."

"There are some faceless people who were set up by King Qi of Dazhen and came to light.

Among them is a Dao cultivator who is extremely skilled in poisoning, especially adept at creating latent toxins."

"Dao cultivator..." Cheng Jing's brow furrowed slightly.

Though not every Dao cultivator in the world is associated with Langya Institute.

Given Yu Ziqing's specific mention, this individual must have ties to Langya Institute.

And potentially even a direct descendent of Langya Institute.

Moreover, those extremely skilled in poison, researching toxins, are rare even in Langya Institute.

Several names instantly crossed his mind.

Including those no longer at Langya Institute.

Recalling the previous dead prisoner swap case, he quickly identified one person.

A person who was presumed dead.

Cheng Jing's heart sank.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

This information was sufficient; after chatting with Cheng Jing, Yu Ziqing turned to leave.

His identity being recognized made things somewhat unsafe.

He would have to specifically seek a more reliable disguise method.

Simply changing his appearance still fell short.

Someone he had never met could instantly see through who he was, so surely others could as well.

The Stone Puppet escorted him out of Langya Institute, handing him two books on departure, Soul Record and Zhou Yi arithmetic, both read by Yu Ziqing.

"These were given by Dean Cheng.

Soul Record since you liked it, he's gifting it to you.

The arithmetic is only a reprint, with little true intent within. Originally a unique copy, it cannot be given."

"Express my gratitude to Dean Cheng on my behalf, thank you very much."