Master of Strange Dao

He had ventured so deep into the Southern Sea, how could he still encounter those three people?

What's more, they had unearthed the old Emperor Zhen's remains and brought with them a hungry ghost.

Did they intend to devour the Devil within the old Emperor Zhen's remains?

This was a remarkable discovery indeed.

When he saw the hungry ghost indulgently feasting and then glanced back toward him, his heart suddenly sank.

Something was wrong, his Primordial Spirit was too gravely injured, its gaze too sharp to conceal, and he had been detected while spying.

Had he arrived an hour earlier, he might have considered intervening to disrupt this.

At that time, with the old Emperor Zhen's remains controlled by the Devil, he might have had a chance to fish in troubled waters, perhaps even capturing Qing Ziyu of Jinlan Mountain.

But now, the Sealing Devil Array had been activated, and the hungry ghost, which did not appear weak, had already begun feasting.

Feng Buju and King Xiang had their hands free; if he did anything now, he might die.

He recently also realized that since that terrifying figure gave him a glare from a distance, tearing his Primordial Spirit apart,

His luck seemed extraordinarily poor, nothing he did went smoothly.

Fleeing to Daqian should have been uneventful, as long as he found Dean Wu and obtained some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to repair his Primordial Spirit, it would have been easy.

But, unfortunately for him, at the moment his Primordial Spirit's power dissipated, he was conveniently discovered.

As a result, the Langya Institute learned of an unknown wounded Primordial Spirit Realm being that reached Daqian.

The Langya Institute, once bitten by a snake, was ten years afraid of the well rope, determined to root him out.

They even publicly called for him to come to the Langya Institute, willing to provide him with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to repair his Primordial Spirit.

How could he dare to go there? If his identity were discovered, he might enter the Langya Institute alive but would be unable to leave alive.

He fled all the way to the Southern Sea, waiting for Dean Wu to send Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to him.

He waited and waited, but nothing came.

A few days ago, he could no longer bear it, wondering if that Wu fellow was toying with him.

He quietly approached the borders of Daqian, conducting a minor investigation, only then learning a piece of news.

Dean Wu had even been removed from his dean position, now living reclusively, without showing his face; none of the routine teaching tasks assigned to deans included Dean Wu.

Though not completely exposed, something must have tipped the scales against him.

Relying on those Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the short term was hopeless.

More misfortune awaited.

Upon leaving Daqian, he had speculated that the day of three suns converging was arriving, a once-in-a-thousand-years event.

At that time, the Emperor's Liquid, freely bestowed upon the world, would be there for him to absorb.

That substance being the Moon Essence, a treasure from extreme yin nurturing yang, naturally had the effect of awakening wisdom and nourishing the Divine Soul, suitable for nurturing and repairing the Primordial Spirit.

Calling it Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures was not wrong.

However, he originally intended to find a secluded place to absorb a batch of Emperor's Liquid, to quench thirst and halt the continued deterioration of his Primordial Spirit's injuries.

But who knew, just as the Emperor's Liquid began to fall, that in the supposedly barren Southern Sea where no strong individuals were found,

Suddenly emerged an unbelievably strong figure.

Before the Emperor's Liquid even fell, this individual forcefully gathered the Emperor's Liquid from a distance of tens of thousand miles around.

He was frightened on the spot, turning to flee from the Southern Sea.

At his peak, using his Primordial Spirit's strength, he could at most gather Emperor's Liquid from a thousand miles.

In his current state, gathering Emperor's Liquid from a range of three to four hundred miles would already be remarkable.

And even that would entail the risk of being discovered.

Fleeing the Southern Sea, he could only head north; returning to Daqian was out of the question.

He decided to venture into the Wilderness; its vast domain currently had not a single living soul.

Finally reaching the Wilderness, from over ten thousand miles away, he saw above the horizon a colossal rift spanning several thousand miles where the Emperor's Liquid was flowing seamlessly toward Jinlan Mountain.

He was dumbfounded.

What destination? Who would have thought Jinlan Mountain held such grandeur.

Although where he was located, snatching several hundred miles of the Emperor's Liquid wouldn't affect those on Jinlan Mountain.

But on second thought, forget it.

Remain as understated as possible.

In all his previous life events, he'd never encountered as many formidable beings in a short span as he had recently.

First crushed by someone, detoured into the Southern Sea, only to encounter one he couldn't provoke.

Onward into the Wilderness, another presence that could likely crush him arrived.

Thus finally, he bypassed the Silver Lake Forbidden Land, picked a random corner to quietly collect tens of miles' worth of Emperor's Liquid, to mildly stabilize his injury against worsening; recovery wasn't expected.

His luck had reached such dire straits.

He felt his calamity had arrived.

Even avoiding the Silver Lake Forbidden Land proved futile for such a calamity.

The first encounter with Feng Buju and King Xiang, his initial thought was to seize Qing Ziyu from Jinlan Mountain.

Yet at that thought's emergence, he startled himself.

Wasn't that courting death? In his state, where would he find the courage to trouble Feng Buju and King Xiang?

Better to leave at once.

But where to go?

Northward, Daqian and the Wilderness were clearly not options.

East to the East Sea? Forget it, the Old Dragon King's temper had become incredibly foul in recent years.

A few years ago, he eradicated Daqian's people entirely, leaving none behind, and Daqian didn't even dare to utter a word.