Master of Strange Dao

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Even so, Daqian didn't send anyone.

If it weren't for Song Chengyue's help in blocking some who might be incarnations and some who weren't but might be here to cause trouble, things on his side would surely turn chaotic.

Cheng Jing came, presumably due to personal reasons rather than any associated with the Langya Institute.

Unfortunately, Cheng Jing hadn't been in his path for long, and his strength was far from being able to oppose the chief director, who had undergone the Third Tribulation.

The higher the realm, the bigger the difference between different people within the same great realm.

Cheng Jing gazed at Yu Ziqing, nodding slightly in greeting.

He sighed inwardly, unable to say anything.

He had come just to make an appearance, barely having made any effort.

He chose the path of purity, hoping to cleanse the Langya Institute, but regrettably, the resistance he faced was far greater than he had imagined.

Even in this situation, when the magical treasures of the Langya Institute had already sensed the disturbance, others were still arguing; even if someone wanted to come, there would be others to stop them.

Some believed that the Langya Institute shouldn't intervene, some believed one should personally act to slay the demon, and yet others believed in slaying the demon but not taking action at this particular time, among other opinions...

Cheng Jing left the Langya Institute on his own initiative, disregarding others, and in the end, when it was all over, he was the only one who arrived.

Just thinking about the Divine Devil Substitute Death Skill that demon used, Cheng Jing knew that the Langya Incarnation Technique was a bigger problem than it appeared to be.

Because the Divine Devil Substitute Death Skill couldn't be cultivated by a mere cultivator, it was something that only very few Great Devils in the Abyss could master.

Being able to use a Langya Incarnation to substitute death only indicated one thing: this Langya Incarnation Technique was also a Devil's dharma method.

Yu Ziqing directly pointed out that the core of the Langya Incarnation Technique derived from the Yin Devil.

Such a matter certainly couldn't be concealed and had no need to be.

Just thinking about it, Cheng Jing couldn't help but close his eyes, wondering how many times the Langya Institute's reputation, built up over so many years, could withstand such devastating blows.

Previously, they could argue about whether the Langya Incarnation Technique was an evil skill or just an Incarnation Technique.

Now there was no need to argue because the nature of the issue was more severe, directly categorizing it as the evil skill of an abyss creature.

It was only now that he deeply understood that the internal issues of the Langya Institute were far more serious than he had imagined.

The last bit of delusion in his heart was completely shattered.

Yu Ziqing watched Cheng Jing's departing figure, clearly feeling the desolation and loneliness.

He sighed inwardly, fearing that the Langya Institute hadn't been the same for quite a long time.

Yang faked his death and changed his path, willing to abandon everything from the past rather than return, which spoke volumes about the issues at hand.

In this situation, a person like Cheng Jing, who still clung to his beliefs and moved forward with difficulty, was instead the most pained.

Watching the other's distant figure, Yu Ziqing fell silent for a moment and softly muttered a phrase.

"Thorough reform always requires bloodshed."

Cheng Jing's steps paused slightly, then he continued walking toward Daqian.

As the dust settled, Zhong Shouzheng walked over somewhat dejectedly and cupped his hands toward Yu Ziqing.

"It seems I was being much too sentimental. You're much stronger than I am."

"Senior, what are you saying? I'm really just a Fifth Tier Body Cultivator. That guy died by his own hand, not killed by me."

"Alright then, I didn't help much this time; I might as well..."

"Senior, those words distance us. If it weren't for your mediation, I would have been dead already." Yu Ziqing interrupted Zhong Shouzheng with genuine sincerity.

Thinking of giving me a Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, what a pleasant thought.

I could never accept that Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure in this lifetime.

Zhong Shouzheng opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

In his heart, he silently acknowledged that he still owed Yu Ziqing half a favor.

"Senior, I've been heavily wounded and need to go back to recuperate. Thank you for everything this time, and I'll definitely visit to express my gratitude next time."

Yu Ziqing exchanged a few pleasantries with Tong Weishun and the others before leaving in a hurry without ever intending to enter the archway.

Yu Ziqing leaped onto the nine-tailed white fox, and with a light swish of the Little Fox's tail, its enormous body moved lightly as if weightless, gliding through the air swiftly like tunneling light.

The Little Fox was likely recovering soon too, and with his White Sword spent, Yu Ziqing felt significantly less secure.

Having finished the fight, it was best to flee promptly.

Only Zhong Shouzheng and others remained on site.

Yu Ziqing hadn't stated it outright, but Zhong Shouzheng speculated that the sudden burst of powerful strength from Yu Ziqing was said to be borrowed.

To borrow such formidable strength, an extremely significant price must have been paid.

He probably didn't want anyone to know what price he paid.

They all tacitly chose not to explore further and didn't want to know.

Not knowing was the best way to keep it secret.

After today, the events that transpired here would rot in everyone's hearts without any record being kept.

Especially for Tong Weishun and the other two, who had witnessed the fate of those incarnations firsthand, they understood how deeply indebted they were to Yu Ziqing.

Tong Weishun and the other two left together, and Zhong Shouzheng took a look at the surroundings. Pinching a seal, he opened his mouth and spat out a bubble, which drifted down to the ground.

With a pop, the bubble burst, and an invisible ripple swept across.

The remaining traces, residual aura, and everything else were left in complete disarray.

Even if the Heavenly King came, he wouldn't find anything useful.

He shook his body and his figure disappeared from the original place.

Leaving nothing but devastation, a giant deep blue archway stood tall, and a charred White Jade Building teetered perilously.