Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing tried to harness the power within his Qi Sea, but he couldn't move the Yin Yang forces, managing only to summon an Emperor's Elixir.

Unfortunately, the Emperor's Elixir passed through his hand like an illusion, fell to the ground, and vanished without a trace.

Instead of taking it out, he just summoned one, absorbed it into his body, and directly digested it, only feeling slightly more spirited, with his Yin God digesting a small portion.

After a silent calculation, he found that the benefits from digesting tens of thousands of Emperor's Elixirs weren't even as good as taking a bite of the Heavenly Demon...

Therefore, primary cultivation still relied on Freedom Heaven.

With a sufficient quantity of Emperor's Elixirs, they could be used for daily cultivation. Although slow, over time, the results were quite impressive.

Continuing to observe the cultivation of his Yin God, the yin qi was extremely heavy, yet there was a touch of yang within it, as Yang had correctly said, it was indeed a rare opportunity with excellent results.

As for Divine Skills, it seemed as though there were none, yet at the same time, there was something.

When the Yin God opened his eyes, it was as if a blood-red flame burned within them.

However, that flame was entirely unusable.

Unlike retribution, which could summon a black flame that could burn, transform, and change in various ways.

After a moment of sensing, Yu Ziqing gave up.

This Divine Skill seemed weaker than retribution. At least retribution was usable now, albeit with less impact.

The blood-red flame, on the other hand, couldn't be used at all. It was certain to be a super Late Period Divine Skill.

Apart from not being usable now, or not knowing how to use it, everything else seemed to meet his expectations; it could grow and become strong in the Late Period.

He had heard Cece say that when the King of hungry ghosts appeared, provoked by some Gua Pi from the Abyss, it shot blood-red flames from its eyes, igniting that side.

The flames burned on to this day.

If nothing unexpected happened, his newly awakened Divine Skill should be the same thing.

Hmm, if he had the chance later, he'd search for Flame Mountain in the Abyss and perhaps use the fires there to cultivate the new Divine Skill.

After finishing his cultivation, Yu Ziqing saw the village chief cheerfully approaching.

"What is it? Are you getting restless again?"

"Village chief, you're mistaken. I'm going out for cultivation, not because I want to escape," Yu Ziqing replied with righteous conviction.

He had discovered that the legendary Emperor's Elixir wasn't as effective for cultivation as the Heavenly Demon, so he felt no guilt in what he said.

"Alright, if you want to go out, just go."

The village chief casually bantered with Yu Ziqing a bit, knowing Yu Ziqing was indeed going out to cultivate.

In addition, King Xiang became frenzied, sending gifts three times within a few months, each time more than the last.

Although You Zhen said they should accept them, that they were just ordinary items, a token of thanks for him suppressing the Devil Thought with Jinlan Mountain, it was hard not to accept them.

Yu Ziqing wandered around the village, scattered some more Emperor's Elixir for the Little Tree Demon, and then headed to the back mountain.

He scattered a few Emperor's Elixirs over the Jade Tomb.

"Is this useful for you?"

"Yes, very useful!"

The Jade Tomb immediately responded.

It had wanted it yesterday, but Yang hadn't given a single one, leaving it anxious but helpless.

After Yang swept away the Emperor's Elixirs from three thousand miles in one go, the Jade Tomb resigned itself to not having any.

Yu Ziqing chuckled, waving his hand to sprinkle a large number of Emperor's Elixirs, each one vanishing as it entered the Jade Tomb.

He gave the Jade Tomb tens of thousands of Elixirs, and yet the quantity in his Qi Sea didn't seem to decrease at all.

"I'm going out for a while. This is not only my home, but also yours, and technically, you've lived here longer than I have.

I don't want anything bad happening at home, and I trust you don't either.

Take good care of our shared home."

After saying this, Yu Ziqing scattered a few more tens of thousands of Emperor's Elixirs.

The Jade Tomb merely replied with one word.

"Okay."

Even though it hadn't regained much consciousness or memory, it understood the Emperor's Elixir couldn't be stored and had to be consumed on the spot, as much as one could manage.

It didn't know how Yu Ziqing did it but realized that the Elixirs from three thousand miles yesterday were all devoured by Yu Ziqing.

However, considering Yu Ziqing's identity, the Jade Tomb became reconciled—it seemed quite normal, actually.

It understood what Yu Ziqing meant to express.

The benefits for itself wouldn't be insignificant, but in case anything went wrong at home, it would serve as the last line of insurance.

At the very least, it was insurance that could protect the lives of others.

As long as people didn't die, there would always be chances in the future.

As long as Yu Ziqing survived, it would surely have the opportunity to rise again in the future.

They were now a community of shared interests.

Coming out of the back mountain, Yu Ziqing instructed the village chief and Yang.

"The matter of seizing Emperor's Elixirs from three thousand miles yesterday has nothing to do with us; it was all done by the Jade Tomb."

The village chief nodded, seemingly truly believing this.

Yang chuckled and nodded with satisfaction.

His child was really growing more mature. He hadn't even needed to instruct them to pin the blame on the Jade Tomb, yet Yu Ziqing had already made sure to inform them.

Very good, excellent indeed.

As long as it was the official line, no matter what was said, it was the Jade Tomb's doing.

The body of the Evil Dragon was in his hands, and his Black Dragon form hadn't been exposed yet.

Thus, only the Jade Tomb could take the blame.

In any case, if they didn't admit to it, others would probably assume it was the Jade Tomb anyway.