Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1512 - 403: The Dean's Threat, Little Black's Advance

It is said that over the years, Jinlan Mountain only had one adventurer fall, and that one unfortunate soul was mainly due to bad luck and a series of unfortunate events.Yu Ziqing didn't care about any of that. He walked into the small temple, where the Yang-destroying Devil lay there as usual, seemingly waiting for death outside of the beheading season.

"I'm here, and you have no reaction?"

"Oh." The red cloth on the Yang-destroying Devil's shrine shook slightly.

"You didn't think I'd forgotten about you, did you? I specifically came to Jiachen City just in case something happens, so you could witness it firsthand."

This time, Yu Ziqing's voice grew noticeably louder and more justified.

He truly hadn't forgotten about the Yang-destroying Devil this time.

"But that guy coming out of the mud pit has no lower limits, calling himself a cesspool.

I really have no way to completely obliterate him.

Killing All Gods is not that simple. You shouldn't take it as permanent with just one try.

You definitely know better than I do whether he's truly dead."

The Yang-destroying Devil was left speechless and could only let out a long sigh, full of regret.

"Why doesn't he just die? He clearly had the chance, but he doesn't want to. What's he thinking?"

Yu Ziqing was left at a loss for words by the Yang-destroying Devil's statement.

In a normal mindset, the Yang-destroying Devil seems to be the one who's mentally unwell, and gravely so at that.

"Yearning without obtaining, that's the norm, isn't it?"

"Exactly, what I seek is not that easily obtained."

"If I have another chance in the future, I won't forget about you, don't worry."

Yu Ziqing reassured the Yang-destroying Devil, chatting about what he sensed and getting confirmation from him, leaving him quite satisfied.

According to the humans' understanding, the Great Fallen Devil truly no longer existed.

But according to the Yang-destroying Devil's sensing, the rank of the Great Fallen Devil had recondensed, its consciousness remained, everything actually still existed.

It's akin to those bastards in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, with impaired memories, thoughts, and consciousness.

However, those bastards in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, remain in an impaired state.

After impairment, the Great Fallen Devil transformed into a Xiezhi, no longer in an impaired state.

The Xiezhi is a complete Divine Beast.

So that's fine, there won't be any latent repercussions.

Its core logic has already been transformed into the most basic moral values under Yu Ziqing's endorsement.

Having received confirmation, Yu Ziqing left the small temple.

As he came out, he saw Wang Zixuan sitting at the tea house diagonally opposite, waiting.

"You got here fast, I thought you'd be the last to arrive—did they finally succeed in the Teleportation Gate or Teleportation Array research?" Yu Ziqing casually asked after sitting down.

"Several Deans gave me ten Void Escape Scrolls."

"Ten?" Yu Ziqing was shocked. Since when were these Deans so generous?

"They told me to make a quick trip and not waste time on the road."

"..."

Yu Ziqing was somewhat speechless, recalling the times he painstakingly sold items and bartered for just a single Void Escape Scroll.

These Deans, in order not to delay time, went out of their way to give Wang Zixuan ten at once.

No wonder they say these Deans are both filthy rich and dirt poor at the same time.

You could say they're rich because they hold countless invaluable resources.

But they're also poor because many of their research projects bleed money they themselves can't afford to spend.

"Is their time so pressed, have they reached a critical research point? Why did they still let you leave?"

Wang Zixuan didn't rush to answer, first letting out a dry laugh, then carefully choosing his words.

"They said you have something urgent that requires me, of course, it can't be delayed, as long as it doesn't interrupt the research too much, so they gave me ten scrolls."

Yu Ziqing recalled the conduct patterns of those Deans.

When did those big shots become so easygoing, especially during critical research periods?

Even when Yang was busy flying around with research, if Yu Ziqing disturbed him, Yang would almost want to knife him.

Needless to say, it would be the same for other Deans.

Yu Ziqing looked Wang Zixuan up and down, chuckling cynically.

"Be truthful, don't play this whole Spring and Autumn Annals on me."

"You asked for it."

"Go on."

"Those Deans wanted me to tell you, whether it's the Teleportation Gate or Array, you have to personally come and cooperate in the research.

You clearly have the related Divine Skills, so why aren't you hurrying up to cooperate?

When will this major project see progress if you don't participate?

They said if you don't come to cooperate, they'll..."

"They'll what?"

"They'll abandon it altogether."

"Hahaha..." Yu Ziqing couldn't hold back his laughter.

He might believe other words but asking these Deans to leave a major project untouched, leave any opportunity to open new topics on the table... Having enough funding and resources...

That's like asking an old pervert to quit on desire just because they're swinging a blade.

Wang Zixuan couldn't hold back either, joining in the laughter.

"I said it would be useless to say such things, but they didn't believe me."

"So those big shots themselves know."

"So they said if you don't come to cooperate, they'll smash the stele you erected by the shore."

"Hmm?" Yu Ziqing was stunned by the keyword.

"Yes, the one inscribed with 'Research Institute'."

"Really?"

"Really."

Yu Ziqing suddenly stood up, chuckling incessantly.

Oh dear, that stele of the research institute was set up casually by him, originally to fool Wang Zixuan.