Master of Strange Dao

I had speculated that Dean Wu came here to acquire the Sealing Technique of Dadui.

Because his tribulation was approaching, I thought he wouldn't be able to get through it.

At that time, I actually had no evidence, but wanted to condemn him and mess with his mind.

I also wondered why he entered this place; was it to take the Ninth Tier, or perhaps some treasure.

Looking at it now, my reckless banter probably hit him where it hurt the most.

If he came here and spoke with the Prefectural Governor, with the character of this governor, as long as he could leave this place, he would certainly dare to use the power of Dadui's Divine Dynasty to help Dean Wu with something."

"Not necessarily helping him with his tribulation-crossing," Yu Ziqing immediately shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Old Yang's heart skipped a beat.

"An History Book does contain the calamity-sealing disasters, but with what I've seen towards the end of the Dingmao Era, I know it's not just for sealing disasters.

It's just that during the prosperous times of Dadui, the laws were strict, so the disasters to be sealed had to be real disasters.

If not, one only needs to take a look inside to see the truth at a glance.

At that time, the person performing the sealing wouldn't just die a miserable death, but their name would also stink for all eternity.

Look at this seal beneath your feet, do you still think it's sealing a calamity?"

Old Yang's heart sank, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"If it's a seal of Dadui's Divine Dynasty, it can seal not just what is a calamity to Dadui.

Such a thing is bound to be misused, and by the end of the Dingmao Era, it had already been misused.

Guess what this local governor would do if he broke free from the seal, with the Prefectural Governor Seal in his hand, and the court-appointed position of governor, while still knowing the Sealing Skill of Dadui.

In the absence of Dadui, even if he goes out, he would only be able to seek refuge with Dean Wu.

When the time comes, if he is asked to help with the tribulation, he has to help.

And if he is told to do something else, he has to do that too.

Even if he does, whatever the cost, it's Dadui's national fate that is consumed, with no loss to others.

At some critical places, Dadui's seal is indeed useful, providing a breather, a chance to think and prepare thoroughly.

Whether Dadui returns or not, they would have already obtained some of what they want.

And the cost is borne by Dadui.

Who wouldn't want to do such a favorable deed?

Previously in Tomb Ghost Cave Heaven, the deployment of three Ninth Tier beings, I don't think that's an exaggeration at all.

Here, only Dean Wu and the father-son duo of the Shi family came, and I think that's too few.

If I were the person behind this, Si Lan, the governor of Dingyou City, would be worth my full effort to save.

Once he's saved, I could use him to gain a return tens or hundreds of times greater, without paying any cost.

So, what do you think?"

"Let's just kill him first," Old Yang agreed with Yu Ziqing's words.

"There's more than just him that needs to be killed."

Yu Ziqing, with Old Yang in tow, walked towards the Prefectural Governor Mansion of Dingyou City.

During the Jiazi Era, among the governors, there were strong ones like Kang Xiangyu, who were heavyweights with one foot in the Tenth Tier.

By the End Period of the Dingmao Era, a mere guy who hadn't even reached Eighth Tier managed to hold the position of governor.

The gap has truly plummeted drastically.

If this city's governor, Si Lan, had been even slightly stronger, he wouldn't have allowed Old Yang and Yu Ziqing to lurk in the shadows, comfortably watching the whole thing unfold like a live broadcast.

Thus, Yu Ziqing had long predicted the fate of this man after he got out.

He was even deluded enough to wait for his descendants to save him after the fall of Daqian, a pretty thought indeed.

If he really got out, he would be like sitting in a cage, hardly having any autonomy.

Yu Ziqing arrived outside the Prefectural Governor Mansion, holding the Prefectural Governor Seal of Jiazi City with one hand, and stood outside the mansion, shouting furiously.

"Si Lan, where are you? Come out and see me!"

The guards, seeing the Prefectural Governor Seal of Jiazi City, were all silenced like cicadas in winter, no one daring to come up and ask a question; instead, they all retreated en masse, fearing they would be implicated.

A moment later, Si Lan, furious, rushed out from inside.

Upon seeing Yu Ziqing, and in his hand the Seal he held, countless thoughts surged in his mind, awakening from his deep slumber and realizing that this place was under a seal.

He knew there was no way he could escape, but after sensing Yu Ziqing's aura and then holding the Seal to sense around, not sensing a second person, he suddenly laughed.

"Since when can a mere Fifth Tier Body Cultivator take up the post of Prefectural Governor of Jiazi City? Has Daqian really fallen to such lows?"

Si Lan laughed heartily, going from panic to wild and reckless.

The weaker Daqian was, the safer he felt.

"Who are you, and state your name."

"Prefectural Governor Qing Ziyu of Jiazi City."

"Good, Daqian's one hundred thousand army besieged, Prefectural Governor Qing Ziyu came to resolve the disaster and fell here; the court will surely remember your merit."

Si Lan, with a smile on his face, recited aloud what would be recorded next.

As the words fell, a dark light skimmed along the ground from behind Yu Ziqing, heading straight for the back of his head.

The Prefectural Governor Seal of Jiazi City in Yu Ziqing's hand immediately turned into a streak of light, taking flight on its own, hovering above his head, and its falling radiance merged into Yu Ziqing's body.

The dark light hit the back of Yu Ziqing's head and let out a sound like clashing metal, turning into a coffin nail infused with Death Qi, filth, and Corpse Qi, and fell to the ground.