Master of Strange Dao

Xu Yang saw what was written on that page.

"In the three hundred and twentieth year of Jichou, in Jiayin City,

a meteor hovered in the sky, as bright as day, and fell ten miles north of Jiayin City. Instantly, the earth dragon turned over, dust rose like fog, and the firelight shone for three thousand miles.

The County Magistrate of Jiayin City, Xu Yang, using the power of the Divine Dynasty, sealed the meteor, and life perished on the spot."

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand to gesture and pointed at that page.

"It should be you who finishes the last stroke," he said.

"Then I shall not stand on ceremony."

Xu Yang stepped forward and added a line of text.

"The Divine Qing Ziyu entered the meteor, causing it to become a void and shatter, the meteor fell to the ground, leaving a crater hundreds of fathoms deep, and all humans and animals were safe, with no casualties."

He stamped his own big seal, and then handed the Big Seal to Yu Ziqing.

"In the name of the County Magistrate of Jiayin City, I bestow the seal upon you, please do not refuse it," he said.

There was even a trace of pleading in Xu Yang's eyes.

Yu Ziqing sighed, took the Big Seal, and Xu Yang's body slowly transformed into a shadow. He bowed deeply to Yu Ziqing and his body gradually faded away.

Yu Ziqing held the two Big Seals.

"What is this, if this continues, sooner or later the words 'County Magistrate of Dadui' could specifically refer to me.

You indeed uphold your duties, not wanting the official succession of Dadui to end in your hands, but now it all comes to me.

You really think I don't know that the words 'Dadui Divine Dynasty' are a huge pit.

Look at how King Xiang left so decisively, he didn't even ask a word, he dared not touch it.

And this An History Book, it's another big pit.

What am I to say about you all, you let me bear the risk, but there should be some great benefits for me to even consider it.

If this keeps up, I might as well throw this An History Book and the Big Seal deep into a pit, and be done with it.

Letting the history of Dadui be buried along with the already ruined Dadui Divine Dynasty, what's wrong with that?"

Yu Ziqing stood alone in the Void, looking at the An History Book, muttering to himself.

However, the next moment, he saw the page on which Xu Yang had stamped turn into a page of black and white text, and it automatically fell off, flying into Yu Ziqing's hands.

At the same time, a message entered Yu Ziqing's mind.

Yu Ziqing's expression suddenly became strange.

He stared at the An History Book for a long while.

"Hey, An History Book, you haven't become sentient, have you?"

The An History Book did not move, showing no reaction, but Yu Ziqing, holding that page, was indeed a bit reluctant to put it back.

Because just then, when that page landed in his hands, it had conveyed such a message to him.

The page that had already settled into history, falling into Yu Ziqing's hands, could be used as a Magical Treasure.

For example, this page in his hand, if driven by enough power, could transform into an identical meteor, falling from the sky.

As if summoning that meteor from history itself.

The suppression it had on Qi Refining cultivators still existed.

Exactly the same.

A thought immediately flashed through Yu Ziqing's mind.

Staring at the An History Book, he asked,

"Does that means as long as I have the power to activate it, I can continuously obtain the materials from that meteor? If that's the case, then I think the risk might be marginally acceptable," he said.

The next moment, the page in his hand conveyed some more information.

The history this page turned into was only Divine Skills, the prowess could be exactly same, but forget about the materials, those were just Divine Skills.

And moreover, this page belonged to him, only he could use it.

"Still pretending you have no consciousness? You have become sentient!"

The An History Book continued to play dead, acting like a book that could only automatically answer some questions.

Yu Ziqing looked at the page, hesitated for a moment, and still put it back, letting it continue to become a page of the An History Book.

Since no one else could use it, and it was only Divine Skills, what use was it to him?

Where did he have the power to conjure such strong Divine Skills?

He simply couldn't afford the cost; even if given to him, he couldn't use it.

Until the day he could deploy this page, he would no longer need the Divine Skills it turned into.

His pair of iron fists would be enough.

He'd better put it back for now.

This An History Book wasn't anything good; he was just afraid that if he tossed it into the depths of a pit, it would somehow entice him to take it out.

You really think I can't see that this guy is just trying to make me take that page out.

Yu Ziqing didn't know why, but he could be sure,

throwing the An History Book into the depths of a pit, that would be the end of it, and no one would think of taking it out again.

And if he took a page out, surely some unknown changes would occur.

"If you were honest, dealt openly, and talked about cooperation with me, everything could be negotiable.

If you are trying to trick me, the moment I detect even the slightest hint, even without evidence, I will throw you into the deep pit to keep company with the being suppressed there.

I believe the one being suppressed there would be very happy, having a book to read to alleviate the boredom."