Master of Strange Dao

It's absolutely impossible to contend against that Hungry Ghost King without him personally descending.

As long as he targets the Hungry Ghost King, the other party will inevitably awaken.

Once awakened, he's dead, and this descent wouldn't have much significance.

In fact, if it really is that slumbering Hungry Ghost King, he doesn't plan to do anything.

That one might never wake up again, may never be able to awaken.

Strictly speaking, the last awakening was just sleepwalking; that one has never awakened.

It's not worth trying to really make the other party fully awaken.

If that's the case, his purpose for descending this time has actually been achieved.

But there's one problem he hasn't figured out, how the Hungry Ghost King appeared there while dreaming.

He thought of the giant skeletal arm standing within Jinlan Mountain, originating from the Seven Yin King.

He cursed quietly, this useless creature, hiding for so many years, only to cause trouble.

If it weren't for the Seven Yin King, the subsequent events might not have happened.

At this thought, Tao Jiajie suppressed his thoughts and perfectly played his current role, narrating the story of the Abyss.

Yu Ziqing listened intently; this person told many Abyss stories he had never heard.

It sounded genuine; this person must have personally seen or experienced it.

Many are undocumented.

Just like the connection between each layer of the Abyss, widely known now are only the Abyssal Rifts.

But besides fixed Abyssal Rifts, there are many special methods to link two layers of the Abyss.

The Blood River formed by the Bloodthirsty Devil Flower is one such method.

There is also a special Abyssal devil, resembling a Baxi, with a tremendous body constructed from mountain stones and mineral veins, stretching over a hundred miles.

Because its body is too massive and heavy, it can never move its body in its lifetime.

Its body is the pathway connecting two layers of the Abyss.

Enter from the head and exit from the tail, arriving at another layer of the Abyss.

Every hundred years, it feeds once, swallowing northwest winds, Spiritual Energy, Demonic Qi, Evil Qi, and mineral veins, excreting some special materials that are unique, not natural, yet the finest materials for Artifact Refining.

After chatting extensively, they agreed to meet again in three months, and Yu Ziqing politely bid farewell to Tao Jiajie.

At the door, Yu Ziqing warmly said.

"Senior, how about staying a few more days? My foolish boy will return in three days.

We hit it off so well, and I have many matters to shamelessly consult you on."

"No, I still want to see some old friends from before, to see if they're still around, as time changes everything."

Tao Jiajie waved his hand, politely declining Yu Ziqing's invitation.

After seeing off Tao Jiajie, Yu Ziqing returned to the courtyard and closed his eyes, entering the Seventh Floor ring.

Directly contacted Song Chengyue.

"There's something I need your help with."

"Oh, is it important? Is it urgent?" Song Chengyue knew from these words that the matter is significant.

"I want all the information about the Ninth Tier who returned from being lost within the Tao Clan, the more detailed the better; is it difficult?"

"Not difficult, but..." Song Chengyue seemed unsure.

"Just what?"

"Because it's been so long, the good part is if any information remains, it's particularly easy to get.

The downside is that due to the long time, there might not be much left."

"Don't let anyone find out, try to get as much as possible."

"Alright, rest assured. I'm reliable, and even if I investigate openly, I can find perfect excuses that leave no room for criticism." Song Chengyue agreed to the matter before curiously asking: "That Tao person just returned, there shouldn't be any connection with you, right? Of course, I'm merely asking; if it weren't for knowing this, I wouldn't ask so casually."

"When he disappeared, the current people of Jinlan Mountain hadn't been born, so naturally, there's no old grudges.

He just arrived at Almsgiving Town, seeking detoxification.

But I find the person peculiar, particularly strange."

"What's so strange?"

"Coming all the way from Daqian just to detoxify, I don't know what poison he has that Daqian's resources can't handle.

Moreover, given his identity, arranging for the Tao Clan to make an appointment would be a simple matter, yet he came personally.

Furthermore, having come personally, he should be quite eager, yet he hasn't even given a deposit.

Was it not customary to give deposits eight thousand years ago?

He appears anxious, yet not anxious, indifferent."

"I don't know about others, but eight thousand years ago, a deposit was definitely required." Song Chengyue listened and also found it odd.

"Relying on you for the investigation, be cautious not to let anyone know you're checking."

"Rest assured, I can get away with it openly and find excuses that seem perfect and unquestionable."

Having enlisted Song Chengyue's help, the conversation turned to Old Song's son.

"Your son must have contracted some serious illness.

Three days without a beating and he feels itchy all over, needing a good thrashing to relieve it.

I'm thinking if he's been beaten too much, could it have caused him some psychological issues."

Old Song sighed after hearing this.

"Don't mind me, jade is not refined without carving, you're just not beating hard enough.

Beat him mercilessly, really mean it literally, beat him senseless.

He's my son, I'd rather he gets beaten every day, his bones broken, beaten half to death.

I'd hate for one day someone finds out he's my son, seeks revenge, leading to his complete annihilation."