Master of Strange Dao

"You mustn't say you don't know. Under the heavens, besides Langya Institute, is there any other place capable of researching these things?"

You should also know, the cost it takes to successfully practice a theoretically feasible method, and how many detours are involved."

"Indeed, it took at least a thousand years, no, probably even more.

From the initial experiments to the final emergence of an incarnation capable of reaching Ninth Tier.

It would take at least three thousand years just to repeatedly verify.

Lihuo Institute wouldn't spend so long researching such matters either; they aren't skilled in these areas, so it must be Langya Institute."

"So, Cui Changping, whose incarnation do you think he might be?"

"I have no idea. There is no way to guess."

"Is it possible to keep him in this condition forever, undying but never able to awaken or recover?"

"That shouldn't be a problem. He's bearing it himself, it doesn't relate much to me. Currently, I think it might be due to the incarnation rune that's forcibly keeping his life force from ceasing."

Yang froze Cui Changping in ice and then completely sealed him.

Yu Ziqing placed him into a coffin and carried it in a storage bag, adding some sealing and shielding prohibitions on the outside of the storage bag.

Yu Ziqing changed his mind.

Having already sent two incarnations to the giant, sending another one seemed pointless.

Initially thinking Cui Changping was the real body, sending him would have shown some sincerity.

Now sending another incarnation would seem like he was specifically dealing with incarnations for the giant.

He decided to carry it with him instead.

Holding the storage bag and slightly sensing it, the rusty spots on the rusty sword still maintained their flaking state.

Yu Ziqing nodded in satisfaction.

He now needed to thank the village chief more, as well as Cui Changping.

The village chief indeed wanted to kill him, but unfortunately, Cui Changping's will to live was too strong and his life force too vigorous; he ended up not dying. The village chief probably calmed down afterward, thinking a live captive might be more useful, and thus left Cui Changping half alive.

Yu Ziqing now wanted to find a chance to test this.

If he drew his sword, whether it was aimed at the Ninth Tier Cui Changping or the incapacitated Cui Changping.

The power gained from these two would be drastically different, like heaven and earth.

Or perhaps, it was based on his previous encounter with Cui Changping at that moment that determined the target.

This was very important.

According to Yu Ziqing's past experiences, it always pertained to the current situation.

If by that time, he drew his sword against this barely alive Cui Changping and gained the power of a Ninth Tier.

Then the only difference Yu Ziqing could think of was that he had previously fought with the Ninth Tier Cui Changping, and theoretically, as long as Cui Changping was within a certain range from him, he continually remained in a battle state with Cui Changping.

If his conjecture was correct.

Yu Ziqing laughed aloud.

He took out some exquisitely made pastries and also persuaded Qingqing to come along to visit the village chief.

"Village chief, how are your injuries?"

"How did you come out? You should be resting properly." The village chief frowned and scolded.

"With Yang treating my injuries, I have mostly recovered. Yang said that my current state, getting out of bed and moving around a bit is actually better for recovery, as long as I don't engage in combat."

Hearing it was advised by an expert, the village chief relaxed his brow.

"Then it's better to listen to Yang. You moving around a bit since you are healed, I also believe as Body Cultivators, it speeds up our recovery,"

"Village chief, how are your injuries now? I heard from Yang that your physical body was nearly shattered."

"It's fine now, I've recovered, but recently I am advancing too quickly and find it hard to suppress. My control over power is not as good."

"No worries, I believe the village chief will regain control very soon."

Yu Ziqing realized within his heart that he must have fought with all his might and now it was time to reap the rewards.

This rapid progress was just the outcome of a normal breakthrough, different from before.

But clearly, the village chief had grown accustomed to suppressing his advancements.

He wasn't interested in theoretical matters, only in real combat.

Yu Ziqing didn't say anything; he just brought up Old Yang, exchanged a few pleasantries, and asked the village chief to rest first.

If his earlier speculation was true, then henceforth when he went out, his protective treasures would all depend on the village chief.

Old Yang made his move with sweeping, broad strokes, this way of fighting was surely a matter of life and death.

Only someone like the village chief, who had a strong control over his power and was reluctant to waste even a bit of it, could potentially leave an opponent with just a breath left in combat but not take their life.

Jinlan Mountain was so poor it clinked, and had no resources to provide any good magical treasures for Yu Ziqing's protection.

But if Yu Ziqing's theoretical speculation succeeded, he had found a loophole.

Then in the future when he encountered a superior enemy, Yu Ziqing would start combat first.

Next, the village chief would beat their adversary down to their last breath, and Old Yang would then seal them, creating a pendant.

Each pendant would then offer an opportunity to draw the sword.

In essence, the village chief could obtain a variety of protective treasures for Yu Ziqing out of nothing.

Jinlan Mountain really depended solely on the village chief to achieve these feats.

Including You Zhen and Han Dong.

You Zhen practiced traditional body cultivation, extremely strong physically, but it was also difficult for him to grasp that delicate balance in his strikes.

As for Han Dong, his aura buzzing with the intent to kill, he was clearly a sword cultivator who made lethal strikes without mercy.

All things considered, his own side seemed a bit sweeter.

All day long, Yu Ziqing was beaming with joy.

Exploiting loopholes was just too much fun.

If he didn't have to stay at home and pretend to recover for a few more months, he would have already liked to go out and explode some fish.

Over three months later.

Yu Ziqing was practicing with the village chief, cheering up the old man while allowing the village chief to confirm that his injuries had healed.

Upon landing, he released his power, and a vast expanse of mountains behind him continuously crumbled.

"Village chief, stop hitting, I won't be able to dissipate the force if you go any stronger."

The village chief landed from mid-air and patted Yu Ziqing's shoulder.

"Not bad, you've improved quickly, especially in dissipating force.

Your injuries have healed; you must be getting restless now, right?"

"Village chief, I haven't forgotten what happened before. They came all the way to Jinlan Mountain to kill us, we can't just do nothing, right?

I need to find out who is behind this and then figure out a way to lure them to the Wilderness where you can beat them to death alive."

Hearing this, the village chief had no reason to stop him anymore.

"Then be careful. I heard from Wu Shuangge that you have a Void Escape Scroll..."

Yu Ziqing's expression stiffened; how could that fool Gege dare to say anything?

What if the village chief thought he had it before and just didn't use it? That would ruin everything.

However, he didn't just have one scroll but three.

Realizing this, Yu Ziqing, without changing his expression, said.

"Yes, a couple of months ago Dali squared the accounts, and I just got one scroll. I'll use it if I'm in danger."

"Good, go then, and remember to run home if there's trouble."