Master of Strange Dao

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But relying on one person's fortune, no matter how strong he was, wasn't enough to fill the pit of national destiny.

Yu Ziqing did not want to fall into a trap of bad fortune and die tangled in misfortune.

So he had to find a way to return the borrowed fortune.

What could he do? Naturally, he had to help enhance Dadui's national destiny.

However, Yu Ziqing thought that the Big Seal was probably just a trigger, a means to borrow Dadui's national destiny, or perhaps an identity.

Only those with this identity could borrow Dadui's national destiny.

But even with this identity, not everyone could borrow unlimited national destiny to transform it into personal fortune.

He could borrow this national destiny probably because he had resolved several disasters recorded in the An History Book.

Only then could he borrow such strong fortune.

To maintain this powerful fortune, he had to continue resolving the disasters in the An History Book.

Such actions would undoubtedly strengthen Dadui's national destiny, allowing him to continue borrowing fortune, even stronger fortune.

This was a virtuous cycle, the most effective way to maximize a person's subjective initiative.

If one relied on "I'll lend you national destiny first, and you must repay me later," forcibly gleaning fortune, leaving people bald without being able to fill the gap of the lent principal,

After all, national destiny was never something that one or two people could fill.

Given Dadui's current situation, even if the son of heaven descended, his fortune would not be enough to fill Dadui, this bottomless abyss.

Yu Ziqing shared his speculations with Yang.

Yang thought for a bit and nodded.

"It should be about right, whether it's the County Magistrate or the Prefectural Governor in the seal, they merely wish to continue Dadui.

They must have given you the Big Seal for your benefit, they couldn't have done it just to harm you.

What good would it do to harm you?

If they cornered you, and you tossed that thing into the ground, Dadui wouldn't see the light of day again.

You shouldn't worry too much, given what you've done, the fortune you borrowed is just a drop in the bucket of Dadui's enhanced national destiny.

Even the most tyrannical and obtuse rulers know that only living people who are well-fed can work for them.

You really don't need to worry too much, if push comes to shove, try sealing the Big Seal first.

As long as you can't sense the Big Seal, the connection is temporarily severed, try that."

"Sealing..." Yu Ziqing pondered, stroking his chin.

He first thought about the metal box that sealed You Zhen's remains back then.

That box had sunk in Silver Lake for over two thousand years, still intact, able to seal You Zhen's remains and the Heavenly Demon.

Could it be of some use?

He looked around, found the metal box he had casually put away as junk in storage before, and took it out.

Then he took out the three Big Seals from his person, and carelessly sealed them, tossing them into the metal box.

Seeing those three Big Seals, Yang's eyelids twitched.

"You have three Big Seals now?"

"Yeah, two from County Magistrates, one from a Prefectural Governor."

"Wow, keep going and you might collect all the Big Seals. Then the entire Divine Dynasty's national destiny would be bestowed upon you, and even a Heavenly Tribulation couldn't kill you."

"Stop joking, wouldn't I be enthroned then?"

"Well, not that it's impossible." Yang mused, wearing a serious expression.

"..."

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes, too lazy to argue with Yang.

After sealing the metal box with an additional seal, Yu Ziqing tried to sense the Big Seal, and indeed, he could no longer sense it, nor could he summon it.

Special treasures for sealing were indeed reliable.

Yu Ziqing thought for a bit, took out a gold coin, closed his eyes, blocked his perception, and tossed it casually.

"Heads."

"Heads."

"Heads."

He guessed three times in a row, opened his eyes, and looked at Yang.

Yang appeared speechless.

"All heads..."

"Forget about it, stay home for a while." Yu Ziqing sighed, the fortune was indeed overwhelmingly strong.

Every day when he thought luck might not be on his side, he would find Yang, blocking his senses, and guess the heads or tails three times.

Each time, it was all heads, and for a week in a row, after the gold coin landed, it always stopped on heads.

Even when it was supposed to be tails, at the moment of landing, it would bounce off a small stone and become heads again.

Such strong fortune was worrisome.

Of course, if this was his own fortune, Yu Ziqing would have ventured out long ago.

He truly feared encountering a Ninth Tier Primordial Spirit Realm strong cultivator delivering themselves to death.

Killing a Primordial Spirit Realm strong cultivator would greatly harm fortune, and he might really have to resolve another disaster, making himself truly a part of Dadui.

Hence, even at the end period, these Divine Dynasty fellows certainly weren't all stupid and evil, more likely there were those smart and evil ones.

With such a benefit, if it were upon other cultivators, they might have truly become Dadui's laborers.

Enhancing Dadui's national destiny by a hundred, and a fraction of a thousandth, a ten-thousandth, or even less, was conferred as your personal fortune.

Without any guarantee, without any assistance, it all depended on personal struggle.

Even a capitalist would curse at the heartlessness of it.

Staying at home, Yu Ziqing practiced cultivation with peace of mind, honing the Jinlan Secret Method, practicing fine control.

When he had nothing to do, he would tease the Little Tree Demon, squatting in the mine, watching Qingqing mine, and when truly free, he would go help townsfolk expel the power of the Jade Tomb.

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