Master of Strange Dao

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In the southern part of the wilderness, or even further south, have you ever seen green-feathered ducks with oily green feathers?

Especially in the past two years."

"..." No.4 was stunned on the spot. He never expected such a question.

He indeed traveled to many places, but who would pay attention to such a thing?

He sat there in deep thought, reminiscing for a long time before he spoke, somewhat uncertainly.

"Now that you mention it, I think I have indeed seen something like that.

But it wasn't in the southern part of the wilderness, it was in Kuihou Country.

Last year, when passing by a lake, I saw some birds covered in oily green feathers, looking like ducks."

"Around which month?"

"April, I think."

"Oh, thank you. When the next batch of sweet rain is available for sale, I'll save a few drops for you first."

"Thank you very much." No.4 quickly clasped his hands in gratitude.

At this point, No.4 hesitated for a moment, then said,

"I saw No.6's message again before. I ignored him, but I found out something else; I don't know if you're interested in knowing."

"Go ahead."

"In the eastern sea areas of Dali and Daqian, something seems to have happened. I've heard that the Yin Family has sealed off their island and moved the whole clan. It must be something major.

I asked around, and Daqian has already deployed troops in the East Sea, guarding against the Sea Clan and even the sea dwellers there."

"Is it that serious? Is a war about to break out?" Yu Ziqing was shocked.

The East Sea had not just the Demon Clan but also various sea races, plus some sea dwellers living on islands or ships.

Usually, everyone minded their own business, and the only relatively safe place was that stretch radiated from the Peeling Beach.

Elsewhere, ordinary people only dared to move within twenty miles off the coast, not daring to venture deeper.

And historically, every land-sea war had been extremely fierce.

"It shouldn't be about to start a war. According to family records, the last war between Daqian and the Sea Clan began as a mere misunderstanding.

A mausoleum of a Demon God in the sea opened up. The Sea Clan there wanted to retreat but couldn't go deeper into the dangerous deep sea.

So they retreated toward Daqian, and somehow a fight broke out. This time, it seems to resemble the records from my family, perhaps that Demon God's mausoleum has opened again."

"Oh, could it be that the Sea Clan and Demon Clan aren't going to the Demon God's mausoleum?" Yu Ziqing was puzzled.

"You're unaware. That Demon God's mausoleum contains the body of an Evil Dragon with the True Dragon bloodline, which devoured countless Sea Clan and Demon Clan beings in its lifetime.

If such an unprincipled evil appeared in our human territories, it would be besieged.

Now that his mausoleum has surfaced, how dare the Sea Clan or Demon Clan venture there?

Going there would be equivalent to offering themselves as Blood Food."

Yu Ziqing suddenly understood. The creature was lifeless, but its corpse still lay there, and perhaps its consciousness lingered.

To be called a Demon God, it had to be at least Ninth Tier.

Feasting on blood might temporarily sustain it or motivate continued activity.

An Evil Dragon with the True Dragon bloodline must possess terrifyingly powerful flesh, but that was also a shackle. The Demon God couldn't simply discard its body like a Primordial Spirit Realm bigshot would after exhausting their lifespan, dreaming of rebirth.

Furthermore, as a True Dragon bloodline, its inherent pride probably wouldn't allow it to reincarnate into another living being.

"Are you going?"

"Not immediately. I'll go in two years to check things out, and if things get bad, I'll escape. Are you going?"

"Me? I'm quite busy, no time."

Yu Ziqing decisively declined; he would be crazy to go there.

If he had the time, he'd rather roam Kuihou Country or visit the Tomb Ghost's mausoleum than go elsewhere.

After coming out of the Seventh Floor ring, Yu Ziqing was ready to depart.

He didn't mention looking for the green-feathered ducks, but he casually spoke to Yang about the matters concerning the East Sea and Daqian.

Yet, as the conversation progressed, Yu Ziqing noticed Yang's emotions seemed a bit off.

"What's up?"

"I'm going on a journey," Yang replied in a deep voice.

"Are you heading to Daqian or the East Sea?"

"To the East Sea. There's something I need there."

"Now?"

"No, I'll first set up Jinlan Mountain's Mountain Protection Array, then go in a year. Meanwhile, I'll teach the village chief what needs teaching.

Though, reaching the village chief's realm, I don't know much beyond the basics, only theoretical knowledge. I'll convey it all to him or record it onto a Jade Scroll."

Yu Ziqing wanted to say something but rarely saw Yang so serious and determined. So, his words turned into:

"Do you need my help?"

"You? Perhaps when you reach the Eighth Tier in Body Cultivation. The matter I'm going to handle can't be interfered with by you."

"Can you say what it is?"

"Not before it's done."

"Then never mind. Take care on your way. If anything happens, just crush the Jade Scroll I gave you. Jade Scroll No. 1 is a precaution to make me flee with people posthaste, No. 2 is for me to rush over, No. 3 is for me to bring as many people as possible, No. 4..."

"I remember it all, and as you suggested, I've recorded everything onto the Jade Scroll, so I won't forget."

After their discussion, the next day, Yu Ziqing noticed a clear change in Yang: he became exceptionally diligent.

Every day, apart from setting up the Mountain Protection Array, he was immersed in cultivation. Previously, he always advocated against relentless practice, considering it inefficient and ineffective.