Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing thought he needed to calm down and resolutely refused to become a slave to desire.

If someday he acted too impulsively, seeing a Devil Dao cultivator, just sensed Demonic Qi, and killed them on the spot, then he would truly have stepped into the Evil Dao.

The probability of Devil Dao cultivators becoming devils was just a bit higher than that of other cultivators; it didn't mean all Devil Dao cultivators were bad people.

Many Devil Dao cultivators were forthright and sincere, never fussing over losses among friends and family. Besides being a bit headstrong and individualistic, they basically had no major flaws. In fact, this so-called flaw wasn't even a flaw unless one was an official of the Divine Dynasty.

People could be good or bad, and aside from the Evil Dao, all other paths of cultivation were just paths.

With daily reflections, Yu Ziqing felt today's self-reflection was about complete.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the tree demon before him with some curiosity.

Just by the name, he knew a tree demon was a kind of demon.

Generally, demons either cultivated demon qi or Qi-Blood, while tree demons could only cultivate demon qi.

If they could endure hardships and transform, they might be able to try other paths.

But a Devil Dao tree demon, Yu Ziqing had never heard of.

"Sorry, I made a mistake earlier, thinking there was a devil hiding here."

"It's okay, how did you see that I'm cultivating Devil Dao?" asked the face on the tree trunk, showing a classic expression of confusion mixed with curiosity.

"I smelled Demonic Qi, so I misunderstood."

"But how did you smell Demonic Qi? Others couldn't smell it; only eight people know I'm cultivating Devil Dao."

"It's a talent, like how you don't need to eat to survive, it's a talent."

"Oh..." The face of the tree demon turned into a classic expression of understanding.

Then, with nothing more to say, the face remained with that final expression.

Yu Ziqing stared at the face for a while, mulling over it for a long time before suddenly realizing what that odd feeling was.

How could a tree demon without transformation have a face?

This guy had been talking to him using emojis.

That sense of deja vu instantly found its source.

"What kind of tree are you?"

"The Family Head says I'm a Bodhi Tree."

A determined and earnest emoji.

"This is a Bodhi Tree?" Yu Ziqing looked up, at least fifty feet tall, standing in the mountains, with a crane standing among chickens.

Upon closer inspection of the fallen leaves on the ground, they did seem to be Bodhi Tree leaves.

"I've heard that Bodhi Trees are wisdom trees. Once transformed, they always walk the righteous path. A Bodhi Tree combined with Devil Dao doesn't match. I'm very curious, how did you cultivate Devil Dao? Can you tell me?"

"I don't know. When I gained consciousness, I was already on the Devil Dao. The Family Head told me I was contaminated by the heart blood of a devil who went devilic, absorbing his power. Over time, I developed consciousness. He moved me here, fearing I would be swayed by devil thought and stray."

As it spoke, the tree demon changed its expression.

A cute bun face emoji.

"Oh, no wonder, I say, no matter how much I misjudge, it's not so exaggerated as to mistake Devil Dao for a devil."

Yu Ziqing thought for a moment and asked again.

"I'm quite adept at dealing with devils. Would you like me to help you solve that devil?

Your emergence came from a devil; what if he could still influence you later? If I solve it for you, you won't have to worry about devil thought anymore.

If you're really worried, just contact me with devil thought, I'm quite professional at handling it."

There must be nothing ordinary about a devil who could nurture a Bodhi Tree into a demon transformation and becoming a Devil Dao tree demon.

The taste of that devil must have been exquisite.

Just then, a circle of Daoist Patterns appeared nearby, and Feng Butong emerged from it.

Seeing Yu Ziqing and the tree demon, he looked a bit surprised, then walked over with a smile.

"Daoist Friend Qing, I wonder if it's convenient now, our Family Head invites you."

"Of course, it's convenient. Let's go now."

After Yu Ziqing agreed, he looked back at the tree demon, tossed it a jade scroll, and waved goodbye.

"I'll be going first. If you ever get devil thought again, just crush the jade scroll and contact me. I'm very professional at handling devil thought."

The face of the tree demon immediately turned into a reluctant emoji, waving its branches to say goodbye to Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing couldn't help but be amused; this tree demon was probably quite young.

Feng Butong said nothing, leading Yu Ziqing to a grand hall.

Feng Buju was already waiting there, and upon seeing Yu Ziqing, he immediately smiled.

"I'm sorry for keeping Daoist Friend waiting."

"Not at all, this place is quite interesting. I just even met a rather adorable tree demon, unheard of."

Hearing this, Feng Buju's eyes flickered slightly.

"Did Daoist Friend notice?"

"Yes, although rare, it was clear that the tree demon was not influenced."

"No, it actually has been influenced," Feng Buju shook his head. "Bodhi Trees transforming into demons is exceedingly difficult, but once they do, their spiritual wisdom is higher than ordinary people. Unfortunately, I realized this a bit too late."

"A devil?" Yu Ziqing's expression changed, instantly entering a self-promotion mode. "Actually, in Jinlan Mountain, we're quite adept at dealing with devils. If Senior Feng needs assistance, I can help."

Feng Buju smiled but did not respond, instead taking out a few jade scrolls and changing the topic.

"These are the jade scrolls left by the sealed ancestors of our two families, containing their lifetime's heart blood and legacy. Daoist Friend, please keep them safe."