Master of Strange Dao

He used his last bit of strength to solve a big problem.

Even though he wanted to die in Dadui, his former homeland, it wasn't just to take one last look; it was also to resolve a big issue.

Some people wanted to misuse Yisaner's identity, to use Yisaner to do many things.

Therefore, under everyone's watchful eyes, Yisaner crossed the sky and died in his homeland, putting an end to those people's hopes.

This guy, even in such a state, actually still understood everything.

Yu Ziqing guessed that Yisaner knew his situation but asked nothing.

Yu Ziqing glanced at the Tomb Ghost behind him; his expression was somewhat hazy as he kept looking towards the west.

Only when Yisaner's presence had completely dissipated did his expression change a bit.

"Why don't you come back with me? My home is in the Wilderness. To the south, you can see the southern part of the Wilderness, the former homeland," the Tomb Ghost murmured as he gazed westward.

"No, sir has left, but his mausoleum is still here; I must guard the tomb. Yes, I must guard it. Sir's body is gone, but his name remains..."

As he spoke, the light in his eyes slowly faded, and his expression returned to one of deep resentment as he took steps toward the Grotto Heaven.

Yu Ziqing opened his mouth but ended up saying nothing.

He wanted to persuade the Tomb Ghost to come back with him, but at this moment, he felt that saying anything more would be an affront.

Forget it, when the beef jerky is ready, he'll send some to the Tomb Ghost; the choice was entirely up to him.

Today, he felt that someone's perseverance was worthless and meaningless, then tomorrow, someone else might deny his perseverance as well.

It's best to maintain at least the minimum respect.

Once the Tomb Ghost had re-entered Grotto Heaven, Yu Ziqing said to Yang.

"Let's hurry up and leave too. Someone might come to this place at any moment."

Yang nodded, not saying anything, putting on the air of a master.

In fact, even though he wasn't hit directly by the God-Slaying Arrow, the impact was not pleasant and was not easy to recover from; it wasn't severe, just a few broken bones, which were now set, but the pain from that force was severe.

And such pain couldn't be cured by ordinary Spiritual Medicine; it was likely to last a long time.

If it had been the God-Slaying Arrow, it wouldn't have been so troublesome, nor would it have been called a forbidden weapon.

Lucky that the God-slaying Crossbow was a fake, or the Evil Dragon's body couldn't have withstood it...

This incident, while startling, was resolved quite smoothly; unfortunately, Yu Ziqing still couldn't quite feel happy about it.

Xia Shuang wanted to say something all along, but she was quite good at reading facial expressions and held back, saying nothing.

When Yu Ziqing was about to walk away quickly, she glared at Xi Yang, frantically making eye signals to him.

Xi Yang forced a laugh and came over.

"Brother Qing, I really owe you big thanks this time. Not only did you carry my message but also came personally to rescue me.

I don't know how to thank you. If you have time, do remember to visit my house."

"Sure, definitely next time."

Without much further conversation, Yu Ziqing walked away with Yang; Feng Buju came by to watch the excitement and then followed them.

Only when Xi Yang was left did Xia Shuang slap him on the head, sneering.

"Do you want me to call you Little Uncle Master too? Showing no respect; you should be calling me little master."

"But isn't that still..."

"You know nothing; even if you haven't taken the vow, you should start with respect. Say it enough, and it will become fixed. With a brain like yours, you might as well drop dead."

Xi Yang, sprayed with her venom, didn't retort, especially as retorting might lead to getting hit.

If he were killed by that, his family would undoubtedly be overjoyed and start preparing a feast.

As Xia Shuang reprimanded Xi Yang, her clothing suddenly ripped with a tearing sound, and a black cat's head popped out.

"Dirty woman, let me go, let me go, I must follow the guidance of the Moon God, this is my destiny, I have accepted it, don't stop me!"

Xia Shuang pushed the black cat's head back.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Were you hit in the face by Death Qi?"

"Let me go; I'm going to die without Little Uncle Master to save me, I'm going to die!"

The black cat regretted it; it should have never let go before.

It just wanted to be a bit nice, not to cause trouble while others were dealing with important matters, not to listen randomly.

But then it never got another chance to rebel.

Before it could even speak, Xia Shuang knew what it was up to and held it down.

Seeing that Yu Ziqing had left, it became anxious.

Unfortunately, Xia, that dirty woman, saw through its little scheme and wouldn't let it escape no matter what.

"We need to leave quickly; people are about to arrive..."

After Xia Shuang and the others had also left, Grotto Heaven became eerily empty.

Tens of miles away, a Black Robed Man sat cross-legged on a large branch in the crown of a giant tree, exhaling deeply, yet his fists were clenched tightly, continuously sweating profusely.

"I knew it! I knew it! My sensing has never been wrong!"

This incident originally had nothing to do with him.

Ever since he heard the news from Qing Ziyu and relayed it afterward, the other side believed that theory and stopped having him ask anything more, seemingly abandoning the search for the Sealed Items.

This time, however, marked a great advancement; they found a mausoleum of a former Dadui member and a Ninth Tier Strong official.

Not counting him, two Ninth Tier Strong had been called in this time; he was just here to discuss and took the opportunity to observe.