Master of Strange Dao

Later, they called it rune, or sometimes script.

Without true intent, anyone can understand the recorded words.

Including the most ordinary of ordinary people.

Starting today, creation cannot hide its secrets, spirits cannot evade their form.

Everyone can precisely use the most common text to record everything he wants to record.

This is the foundation of inheritance.

His divine soul, this time, can no longer endure, can no longer recover.

He ignited fierce flames, his divine soul transformed into light within the flames.

The initial fire of inheritance was lit.

Wherever his light shone, the scattered sparks ignited flame after flame.

Inscribing thoughts into the bloodline, embedding them in the divine soul.

At this moment, he was called Wen Jun.

Because he knew, to ignite the initial flame, a road paved with blood was necessary.

Thus, taking advantage of the last chance, he deceived once.

In exchange for a thousand years, and the rule that all mortals wouldn't be slaughtered indiscriminately.

With a foundation, with inheritance, the significance of this thousand years became different.

Of course, the deities of that time didn't yet realize what the thousand years would mean.

Until this image completely dissipated, Yu Ziqing came back to reality.

In his mind, the image remained of Wen Jun with hands clasped, face adorned with a gentle smile.

Just standing there, quietly smiling, could stop numerous deities from daring a step forward.

If he stopped smiling, it would make the others flee immediately, fearing being cursed by this monster.

He looked at the final inscription on the black stone tablet.

Within a thousand years, Qi refiners' Dharma methods were recorded, spread, the numbers began to explode.

Secret techniques poured out, spell methods began to proliferate among the Refining God cultivators.

In just a few hundred years, the deities trembled, willing to pay a huge price to break the agreement.

However, they were too late.

The pyramid structure of cultivators had already been constructed.

The vast number of low-tier cultivators at the base, through sheer numbers, nurtured stronger ones.

Then those stronger nurtured even stronger ones.

Exactly like the present structure.

Ultimately, the deities' controlled world was overturned.

Yu Ziqing looked at the stone tablet, somewhat dazed.

This time, he encountered no obstacle, no force tried to erase his memories related to Wen Jun.

Clearly, the giant already carried the initial wave of resistance.

He put away the stone tablet, bowed to the ground below the cave.

"Big brother, I'm leaving first, I'll spread this thing out."

Yu Ziqing quietly left the Mountain Abyss and returned to the Health Club.

Looking at the empty interior of the club, he casually asked.

"No one was looking for me these days, right?"

"No." The Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost appeared silently beside him.

Although it suddenly appeared in his perception, Yu Ziqing didn't feel abrupt; instead, he felt everything was normal.

This guy's presence is decreasing.

Especially his strangely sinister attire, yet it somehow doesn't feel abrupt, the contradictory feeling makes him uncomfortable.

Yu Ziqing took out the stone tablet and handed it to the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost.

"It's a matter I don't trust others with.

Only you are reliable, so go out once, okay?"

Yu Ziqing coaxed the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost, encouraging him to go out more, even if not interacting, to see more things.

The Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost hesitated, but eventually agreed.

"No problem."

"Deliver this stone tablet to Lihuo Institute, into Wen Lingyou's hand, say we just acquired it.

Then tell him we can't decipher the Dharma method recorded, ask him to interpret it, the stone tablet can be given to Lihuo Institute."

When he heard that, the reluctant Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost immediately perked up, taking the stone tablet and instantly vanished from Yu Ziqing's perception.

Yu Ziqing deliberately tried to perceive, barely sensing the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost passing through the formation to leave.

The formation didn't even react.

It's becoming more extreme; his presence is so low even low-tier formations can't detect him.

The Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost is unwilling to go out, but when necessary, he doesn't resist too much.

He took the stone tablet, journeying forth, glancing at a Flying Boat outside Almsgiving Town.

He climbed up, and no one noticed his presence.

He boarded the flying boat and flew to the vicinity of the Dali Capital City, heading straight to the Lihuo Institute.

Following a scholar from the Lihuo Institute, he seized the moment when the formation was activated to enter.

On the gate of the Lihuo Institute, a mirror flickered, vaguely reflecting a fleeting figure, but it disappeared so quickly that it went unnoticed.

The Guardian Dean opened his eyes, inspected for a good while, but couldn't find anything.

He frowned slightly and went to Wen Lingyou's residence.

Upon reaching the location, his heart fluttered a bit, feeling someone glance at him.

He glanced around, recalling the recent event, formed a seal with his hand, and closed his eyes.

In an instant, he sensed someone standing not far from him, watching him.

Opening his eyes, he saw a ghostly figure with strange hair, skin, and clothing, holding a Black Stone Tablet, asking politely.

"Is this Wen Lingyou's residence? I came to deliver something to the Lihuo Institute."

The Guardian Dean frowned slightly.

"Yes, it is. How did you get in?"

"Ah, I just came straight in, and no one bothered me. My master sent me to deliver something."

"You can give it to me."

"No, my master instructed that it must be given to Wen Lingyou. Are you Wen Lingyou?"

The Guardian Dean sighed internally, mocking himself for arguing with a hungry ghost.

"Follow me."

He led the hungry ghost into Wen Lingyou's courtyard. Shortly, Wen Lingyou returned.

The gatekeeper hungry ghost repeated his words, bowed politely, and turned to leave.

After taking three steps, he completely disappeared from their perception.

The Guardian Dean frowned; without deliberately perceiving, he couldn't detect this strange hungry ghost.

"No need to mind him; most hungry ghosts are mentally incomplete and deeply obsessed.

He means no harm, just lacks understanding of the world."

"No, I just feel that among the hungry ghosts, there seem to be more and more strange individuals. Is it really okay to ignore them?"

"What would be the use of caring?"

"..."

Wen Lingyou looked at the stone tablet, attempting to decipher the characters on it, his expression growing more serious.

...

A month later, Yu Ziqing received a communication from the Lihuo Institute.

After decrypting the contents of the stone tablet, they provided him with a copy.

After seeking his opinion, they announced to the world the discovery of the stone tablet recording Wen Jun.

Evidently, they intended to compare with the Langya Institute.

Tao Jiajie, who had been waiting for news, received such information.

He immediately utilized the channels of the White Water Egg and the Tao Clan to start tracing backwards.

There was no difficulty, and he clearly tracked where the stone tablet was originally discovered and whose hands it passed through.

It was even found that a shop in Almsgiving Town had handled it at one point.

But this information was of little use.

Because the Langya Institute promptly stated that they knew Wen Jun's name earlier and that the sacrificial text was written by Wen Jun.

When the secret was uncovered, more and more information emerged.

Actually, that stone tablet was not the first piece discovered.

The mishmash of information became so convoluted that Tao Jiajie could not discern the original trigger.

Due to the giant's oppressive suppression, he had no idea which was the exact trigger.

After fishing for a long time without any confirmation, he was killed dozens of times.

However, while he had no success, the Tao Clan managed to procure some intelligence for him.

Almost all matters related to hungry ghosts were associated with Jinlan Mountain.

Within Jinlan Mountain, there was an individual confirmed to be cultivating the Hungry Ghost Dao while practicing Body Refinement, named Qing Ziyu.

As for whether there were others, it was uncertain, as Jinlan Mountain had always been very mysterious.

At least for now, it seemed that the direction he was investigating was not incorrect.

He traveled all the way to Dali, heading to Almsgiving Town.

Under the guise of detoxification, he arrived at the Health Care Club.

"Senior, please understand, our Gege has been away these days and may take a few more days to return. If you are not in a hurry, you might come back in a few days."

Of course, Tao Jiajie knew this; he came just to meet that Qing Ziyu.

While offering tea, he saw Yu Ziqing walk out from the Back Cover Building.

With the arrival of a Ninth Tier Strong, Yu Ziqing had to show some respect and came out to meet with the guest.

"Junior Qing Ziyu, may I ask how to address Senior?"

Tao Jiajie looked at Yu Ziqing, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Tao Clan's Tao Jiajie."