Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1568 - 419: Poaching Talent and Beating Down

With a wave of his hand, he saw the man fly over, hung on the fence, and received a series of slaps."You don't learn your lesson, and yet you have the nerve to laugh?

It's been so long, and your leg still hasn't healed, you must have gotten into trouble again.

The teacher didn't report you, which saved you face, and you still laugh?

Next time, I'll hang your father here too and give him a beating.

I'm telling you, next time I come back and see your leg still hasn't healed, you might as well give it up."

Yu stood in the distance, watching the commotion, and quietly asked Yang.

"Is this normal?"

"Quite restrained." Yang wasn't surprised; compared to Jinlan Mountain's blunt brutality, Yu Ziqing was considered restrained.

"If the village chief were here, everyone here would be beaten, one by one. People from Jinlan Mountain, if they haven't had their bones broken, probably aren't qualified to leave the mountain for training."

Yu was greatly shocked, finding such absurd reasons for beating people, and yet it was considered restrained?

"Even His Majesty?"

"Him? He's nearly been beaten to death multiple times. It's only because the village chief's control of power has reached its pinnacle; otherwise, even a small loss of control would have killed your majesty long ago."

Yu was astounded, his thoughts swirling.

"Can we invite the village chief from Jinlan Mountain to come and guide us for a few days? After all, it's not very far from here."

Yang thought for a while, remembering the last time he sparred with the village chief. His True Body was nearly broken; even though he had recovered, he still felt unwell for days. He didn't want to see the village chief.

"You go invite him yourself; I couldn't be bothered to see that old man. I'm really busy, about to head out and attend to some important matters."

Yang spoke, his voice reaching Yu Ziqing's ears.

"Done beating? I've got something to discuss once you're finished."

Yu Ziqing put away the whip, flew away with his hands behind his back, returned the whip to Yu, and turned to ask Yang.

"What is it?"

"Sweet rain, give me some."

Upon hearing this, Yu bowed and turned to leave.

Yu Ziqing rummaged around, waved his hand, and a hundred jade bottles appeared before him, not the standard sweet rain bottle size, but the large ones, each equivalent to ten bottles, and all filled with the original liquid.

"Is this enough?"

"Just about, too much is not good."

"What are you researching requiring so much sweet rain?"

"No, I'm planning to go to the Immovable Continent; no one there would think it's too much. I've got unfinished business over there."

"Are you planning to sell it there?"

"With this stuff, many things become easier."

Yu Ziqing thought for a moment, waved his hand, and replaced those oversized jade bottles with smaller sweet rain jade bottles for Yang.

"Why sell it? Selling gives it a price, and once it has a price, you lose your status.

Give it away, see who you like, and give them a small bottle, enough for one Almsgiving Ceremony.

As long as you don't price it, it remains priceless over there.

Whatever you plan to do, it becomes more convenient.

Forget it, I'll go with you. I'm free lately, let's first deal with Jiu Nian.

This guy has been around for several years; if we delay, he might regain some strength."

Upon hearing this, Yang immediately put away a pile of jade bottles, exuding a murderous aura.

"This time, I'm going specifically to find a way to kill Jiu Nian, wouldn't let him get away with it..."

Yu Ziqing listened for a while, waiting for Yang's next words.

"Get away with what?"

"Can't let him escape again; you don't need to come, come if things don't work."

Yang left a sentence behind, shifted his shape, and vanished.

"Don't wait for me to rescue you."

"Hmph."

Yang departed, leaving Yu Ziqing with nothing to do, so he stayed at the school, studying diligently.

He ignored everything, but the school's atmosphere changed, with everyone learning from Snake Willow.

...

In the Abyss, Yang hid his form, moving in the high skies, heading to the Abyssal Rift, borrowing the path to the Immovable Continent.

Halfway there, Yang suddenly sensed something watching him. His eyes transformed into dragon eyes, glancing sideways.

Along the Nu River, countless Black Sky Devils raced by the banks.

Yang's face turned grim as he quickly locked onto a Black Sky Devil from that fleeting glance.

With a grasp in midair, the Black Sky Devil flew out from the Devil hordes, escaping towards the distance.

However, everything around the Devil seemed to be collapsing towards the center. Its figure shrank while flying, reversing towards Yang.

Yang reached out a hand, catching a Devil, now reduced to thumb size, unable to escape his grip despite its attempts at flying escape.

Yang's thought moved, and the Black Sky Devil instantly crumbled into dust, a wisp of black Qi flew out, incredibly fast, able to escape half a palm's width in an instant from Yang's hand.

Yang furrowed his brows.

"Heavenly Demon? Truly fallen."

No wonder it felt like nothing more than a mere observation, failing to see through his presence. Turns out it was the Heavenly Demon's sensing.

"Answer me, respond."

The wisp of black Qi constantly roiled, merely trying desperately to escape.

"Hmph."

Yang snorted coldly, one hand suspended before his chest, the other invoking, covering the hand's surface.

"Back then, I participated in researching the Heavenly Devil True Name Spell. Not speaking, not revealing your true name, and you thought you're safe? Know why the Heavenly Demon rarely appears outside now?"

As Yang chanted the spell, accompanied by a series of deep dragon chants and a curse with evil Qi, the Heavenly Demon trapped within his palm twisted like a severed worm.

Elsewhere, tens of thousands of miles away, the Heavenly Devil King rubbed his head, sensing a minion captured and tortured, immediately severed the connection, letting it become independent.

"Heavenly Devil True Name Spell..."

The Heavenly Devil King, having just stepped out of hiding, retracted his steps.

On the other side, Yang grasped a Heavenly Demon, continually experimenting until nearly reaching his destination, not achieving results, finally used a Magical Treasure to capture it, delaying further study.