Master of Strange Dao

Facing such a treasure, Yu Ziqing gently shook his head.

Everybody wants treasures, and he was even greedier than many others.

Unfortunately, for this object, how many people had died? Most importantly, it was extracted with brute force from Concubine Chen's Divine Soul, after she had been tortured.

If it were a naturally born Magical Treasure or material, that would be a different story.

But not this one.

He didn't want to remember Concubine Chen's torture, her Divine Soul being extracted, her spirit annihilated by torment, with no trace of blame in her eyes, every time he saw this item.

"This was originally yours, I don't want it. I have a kind heart; I fear I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

The Nine-tailed Demon Fox didn't understand; it had no consciousness to begin with.

Yu Ziqing gently infused a wisp of Light Spirit Qi into its body, his hand pressed against its forehead.

"I'm going to vindicate you now, just wait."

Yu Ziqing left the Sealing, leaving behind the Big Ghost and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

The Big Ghost looked at the Nine-tailed Demon Fox, kneeling on one knee, and said in a muffled voice.

"Three hundred years ago, there were rumors about Concubine Chen in Dingyou City.

Although I felt it was far removed from me and had no significant relevance, I too had said that with the state of Dadui like this, the legends might just be true.

Latterly, I followed suit, thinking that since everyone said so, it must be true.

Looking back, I realize there was also a part of me in it.

I've always believed that I was unwilling to do evil, that I had not done evil, that I was true to my conscience.

Yet, I never thought that I myself was part of the evildoing.

I fought with the master through many Sealings. The master said that I saw things too simply; the world is not just black and white.

No one is truly pure, even a white lotus has unseen mud underneath.

To emerge from the mud unsoiled is truly rare.

Now...

I apologize to you, please accept my bow."

In an instant, numerous starving ghosts appeared and bowed to the Nine-tailed Demon Fox.

For hundreds of years, each person's bit of intention, building up to the end, melted gold with their collective voice, damaging bones and reputations.

The teardrop marks beneath the eyes of the Nine-tailed Demon Fox faintly radiated a gleam of light.

Meanwhile, in front of An History Book.

Yu Ziqing held the red pen, looking at the glowing page of the book.

"If you obstruct me, then let us part ways here and now.

I know that even if Dadui was present, to reverse this verdict, it would not solely be within Emperor Dui's power.

But the problem is, Dadui is gone now.

I am that person who will unilaterally decide.

In my hand, the red pen will write the true history.

It is also to dissolve an injustice's Sealing.

There is a fire in my heart, my will is unshakable, and the red pen is my blade.

Even if Dadui were here, he couldn't stop me!"

The red pen in Yu Ziqing's hand glowed luminously, his heart filled with indignation, as if merging with the history to become the blood-colored ink.

He pierced through the light on that page of the book.

With a bold stroke, he struck a blood-red cross over the previous records.

"In the 2200th year of the Dingmao era, the last Emperor Dui favored the deceptive Thousand Sect Master.

This led to over three hundred years of spreading rumors.

Concubine Chen willingly faced death to save the land from a three-century drought.

Her Divine Soul was extracted by the deceiver to refine a wisp of Light Spirit Qi, her physical body turned into Ba.

Ba, scorched by Heavenly Fire for a month without extinguishing, was restored by a dragon-boat's rain, reviving the land's vitality.

However, rumors were fiercer than the True Dragon, carrying the will of thousands, engulfing scholars and warriors and the power of the Divine Dynasty, becoming an unstoppable force.

The injustice gathered strength and, upon the wishes of the masses, turned into the Nine-tailed Demon Fox.

Dingmao City's Prefectural Governor tried to dissuade the Nine-tailed Demon Fox but accidentally fell, the deceiver Chou Qing stole his identity, and hid within the Sealing.

Eventually, he died by the hands of the Nine-tailed Demon Fox.

Now, Qing Ziyu, Prefectural Governor of Jiazi City, with a pen as a knife, forcefully corrects this Great Mistake."

Having done all this, Yu Ziqing reentered the Sealing.

Within the Sealing, black energy continuously flew out of the Nine-tailed Demon Fox, its resentment dissolving away.

The Nine-tailed Demon Fox bowed its head in respect, its shape gradually fading into the Void, slowly dissipating.

Faintly, Yu Ziqing thought he could hear a barely audible 'thank you,' fading away with the Nine-tailed Demon Fox.

The Light Spirit Qi that Yu Ziqing had returned to the Nine-tailed Demon Fox also vanished without a trace.

Yu Ziqing stood still, exhaling a long breath of turbid air from his chest.

If the Nine-tailed Demon Fox's very existence hadn't been rooted in that injustice, Yu Ziqing would have truly liked to bring it back to Jinlan Mountain to guard the gate.

Consuming such mighty power to forcibly condense a powerful Nine-tailed Demon Fox, and then using even more of the Divine Dynasty's power to Sealing it.

Dadui had been so reckless, depleting the Divine Dynasty's fortune, it was only right that it declined at a visible rate.

What they had overspent was the potential of the future, all of which would need to be repaid.

Just like reckless overspending without care for the consequences, it would surely become like a snowball, growing larger and larger, until they were unable to pay it back, until complete bankruptcy and collapse.

The Sealing Techniques of Dadui were actually good in their original intent, and when used appropriately, they indeed had endless benefits.

Their error margins would be far greater than those of other Divine Dynasties.

Unfortunately, their inappropriate use had catastrophic consequences.

Yu Ziqing looked as the world of the Sealing began to roll back, taking the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and leaving the place.

Once again, in front of An History Book, Yu Ziqing took out the Big Seal and stamped it decisively, sealing the verdict, settling the dust.

The radiance flowing on that page flickered, dispersing and spreading throughout the vast majority of the Sealings from the Dingmao Era.

A divine authority emerged from the writing on the white paper with black ink.

In the Void, immense power appeared out of nowhere, continuously pouring into An History Book.