Chapter 991: Chapter 991
Back then, the only fate upon landing was starving to death, nothing but bare bark in sight. There was no other way.
Similar to him in those days, countless ants were crawling across the Wilderness, innumerable, unable to be counted.
It's just that he had a stroke of luck and managed to survive.
Sometimes, Yu Ziqing even wondered if perhaps too many people died in the same way back then, causing their resentful spirits to gather upon him, forcibly carving a path of survival where there was none.
Whenever he thought of this, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but do something for those hungry ghosts.
Back in those days, he starved to death, and Yang became a Beast Creation sheep, the source of it all.
It was that day, the Great Sun rose above the Wilderness, like two suns in the sky, containing infinite power, brilliance and destruction coexisting.
Yang could bear it, acting calmly, only using the Silence Divine Spell to track and deduce in reverse.
Yu Ziqing also bore it because his strength was insufficient, his foundation lacking, and the momentum unstable; even if he found a thread of evidence, he had to stabilize first.
Otherwise, some matters, once uncovered, leave no retreat, no matter how prepared one is, one can only advance courageously.
At first, Yu Ziqing didn't understand, just like when he knew Yang's former identity, he wondered why Yang didn't return to Langya Institute.
Even if he didn't return, he could trust his former close friends.
Why did he watch his confidant seem despondent and shattered, no longer reinforcing his foundation but retreating directly to enter the Dao, while Yang coldly watched, unmoved?
Yu Ziqing could comprehend everything else, but this he couldn't understand about Yang.
Now he finally understood, it wasn't indifference; it was confidence in Chu Ye, confident enough never to doubt, never considering that Chu Ye truly became discouraged and gave up.
Just like now, he merely let Yu Ziqing inquire about Chu Ye's situation.
Yu Ziqing, in his own way, casually found an excuse, saying he had something to ask.
In retrospect, Yu Ziqing thought the excuse he made was a casual one, but having been with Yang for so long, he was used to such things.
The one excuse he could find that was unimportant, wouldn't draw attention, and was plausible might truly be this one.
Such mundane words, where Yu Ziqing felt there was no issue, Yang could assert Chu Ye would understand its meaning. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Honestly, if these guys became spies, the Jinyi Wei would take a backseat.
If they became spies, it would be like using a Dragon Slayer Sword to kill a chicken.
Remember this for now, Yang's temper isn't great; asking him to write a tutorial might make him lose his cool.
However, seeing how Chu Ye seems always low-key, perhaps he'd be easy to talk to.
If there's a chance to connect with this big shot in the future, shamelessly ask him to provide a Riddler tutorial.
If this big shot is willing to help, when Dadui returns, ask him to teach Jia Shisi and his subordinates a class.
The name Faceless Man is definitely unusable.
On the one hand, Dadui no longer has a Faceless Man; on the other, the name is somewhat inauspicious.
At that point, just change the name to Riddler.
Having been fooled by Yang, getting back at him doesn't feel sufficient.
In the future, let others feel uncomfortable, hearing the words 'Riddler' without frowning like hearing 'Jinyi Wei,' then reacting.
Just anyone listening to those three words feeling as constipated.
No, when returning to Dadui, change the name first and then talk about training.
Yu Ziqing strolled around cheerfully, imagining and laughing to himself.
The constipated feeling brought by Yang's torment finally eased, even if it was just self-consolation.
In the following days, Yu Ziqing seemed in a good mood, and seeing Yang, he thought of the future—especially when he saw Yang suspiciously pondering, not quite understanding something, it made Yu Ziqing even happier.
Even though there was no particular riddle, pretending there was to make him uncomfortable was still no problem.
After lunch, Yu Ziqing casually grabbed a rascal for some exercise, involving those who enjoyed the spectacle, thus feeling much better.
Subsequent cultivation seemed smoother, even the slow-progressing Dayan Preface advanced a bit.
This mindset influencing cultivation is truly a truth.
He wandered around Jinlan Mountain, squatted at the edge of the Jade Tomb, and left some items.
"These are specially saved for you during the feast. After all, you're a member of our Jinlan Mountain, so there's certainly a share for you in the feast."
The Jade Tomb accepted everything without refusing, devouring it all.
Yu Ziqing didn't talk much; he just advised to recover slowly and not to be anxious, then turned and left.
The power of the Jade Tomb is indeed immense, but it can't do much, at most suppressing Jinlan Mountain, but that is enough.
Yu Ziqing took another turn to the southwest corner; this time, he didn't tell Juice a story. Juice overate last time and hadn't digested it; it probably won't need attention for years.
Then he strolled along the locust forest, taking out a large amount of accumulated sweet rain, sprinkling almsgiving continuously.
The hungry ghosts were used to it; when the master was in a good mood, he would do this, and they enjoyed the extra charity, praying that the master's mood would always be good.