Master of Strange Dao

Hearing Yu Ziqing's weak voice saying he wanted to kill a Ninth Tier strong.

If it were outside, Old Yang would have laughed out loud.

But now, he couldn't laugh.

He had only delayed things for a few days, and Yu Ziqing took advantage of these few days to come here, dig a pit, and trap a Ninth Tier strong.

Moreover, Yu Ziqing was still so calm at this moment, which surely meant he took the time to arrange everything at home before leaving.

Old Yang didn't know what the situation inside the seal was, but since Yu Ziqing managed to manipulate things a bit and lead someone here,

The disaster here certainly could kill a Ninth Tier strong.

Dadui's seal was even stronger than the Feng and Yin Two Families' sealing.

A Ninth Tier strong couldn't forcibly break the seal here to leave; resolving the disaster was the only path.

And all of this, Yu Ziqing had certainly considered.

Yu Ziqing had actually already trapped Dean Wu.

Even if no one cared about him, he was already trapped to death here.

And this was indeed Yu Ziqing's initial plan.

To trap Dean Wu to death here, and when his power increased in the future, come back to see if Dean Wu was dead, and if not, kill him.

These days, Yu Ziqing had quickly passed through nearly a hundred small disasters in the Dingmao Era, seeing so much darkness that it really affected his mood.

Seeing Dean Wu, he could hardly suppress the malice in his heart.

Plus, the disaster still needed to be resolved in the end.

Might as well give it a try, the best outcome would be success; if not, he could still trap Dean Wu here. With this safety net, Yu Ziqing dared to let go and act.

Yu Ziqing sensed the big-bellied Yin God and couldn't imagine how Kang Xiangyu, Prefectural Governor of Jiazi City, integrated ten thousand devils into one body.

Pure devil thoughts or heart demons, to Yu Ziqing, were just some particularly bland dry rations.

Even Cece could at most eat a few at a time; anymore and she'd be stuffed.

Though hungry ghosts didn't die from overstuffing, the result would certainly be a bloated body, requiring a long time to digest.

If one was too weak and ate too much, the digestion time would be even longer.

In the Abyssal Rift of Almsgiving Town, there were still some particularly weak hungry ghosts from back then, still with big bellies, not having fully digested what they ate years ago.

So, if possible, Yu Ziqing wanted to attempt to let the Prefectural Governor here find release.

Having seen so much darkness that Yu Ziqing didn't even want to recall, he became even more unwilling to see those people in the light unable to gain release.

"I'm glad you're okay, but you just soothe him for now."

"In such a place, he needs me to let down my guard and cooperate with him to have a chance to leave. I know his type too well, he's more afraid of me dying, fearing that if I die, he would no longer have a chance to leave here."

Old Yang spoke calmly; after convincing Dean Wu of his knowledge, Dean Wu wouldn't let him die here.

He even needed to do everything possible to prevent Old Yang from having the thought of dragging him to the grave.

No one knows everything or is skilled in everything.

Dealing with the unknown, a competent dean would know exactly what to do, and Old Yang knew best.

"Alright, my goal this time is to resolve the disaster here."

"What is the disaster? Don't tell me. Sometimes it's hard to hide whether you know it or not."

"Okay, then be careful. I'll go to the Prefectural Governor's Mansion; if there are any problems, come find me here."

"Don't worry, he won't care where I go."

Emerging from the Seventh Floor, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes.

Now he needed to consider another matter.

That Dean Wu, on the surface, was a person of the Langya Institute; how to make him die without implicating himself.

He had the Seventh Floor Ring, even An History Book couldn't completely block him, although it was restricted to death, there was still some connection.

Having the precedent, Yu Ziqing knew that An History Book couldn't completely block the transmission of information.

Besides the Seventh Floor Ring, there was something else An History Book probably couldn't block.

The soul lamp.

In terms of information transmission capability, the soul lamp was actually the strongest.

Under normal circumstances, each extinguishment was a change, and the same message was transmitted with the cost being life and death.

Thanks to these cultivators relentlessly seeking loopholes, methods to deceive the soul lamp apparently existed.

Even if those methods might be very troublesome, seeming useful but requiring advance preparation,

At least they existed.

Yu Ziqing had to consider this issue.

Old Yang could fool everyone, convincing the soul lamp, making it impossible for anyone to recognize his identity.

That Dean Wu was a dean after all; even if not the strongest, he was a figure of dean level.

Did he have some way to transmit important information in this sealed disaster?

Did he also have treasures like the Seventh Floor Ring, not fully blocked by An History Book?

The more he wanted to eliminate him, the more Yu Ziqing had to consider the follow-up issues.

When unsure of existence, assume it exists first.

Therefore, reaching Yu Ziqing's objective, the perfect result would be resolving this disaster, killing Dean Wu in passing, without letting Dean Wu know who killed him.

Of course, there was an additional task: find out who was behind Dean Wu.