Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1614 - 434: The True Holy Mountain, Portraits Through the Ages (5k)

As Yu Ziqing emerged, the thick fog dissipated, Wanjun stood dazedly in place, with vast Qi beginning to emanate from her body, transforming the surrounding white mist into countless words.Every line of text emitted its own sound, either imposing or righteous.

These were the voices left by the Great Scholars of the former Jixia Academy, things that have now become part of the Academy's teaching materials.

Wanjun's aura began to rise straight up, her eyes filled with the wisdom of accumulation, her entire demeanor becoming more composed.

Her aura climbed all the way to the Ninth Tier Peak, as if it could continue to rise, but she deliberately cut off this ascension.

Without accumulation, without turning into a foundation, continuing to rise would only be like pulling seedlings to help them grow.

She looked towards Yu Ziqing, a hint of complexity flashing in her eyes; she could no longer determine Yu Ziqing's true identity, or even if Yu Ziqing was human at all.

She could most keenly sense how strong the indescribable pressure was as Yu Ziqing approached step by step.

The national fortune power of the Immovable Immortal Dynasty gathered on its own, as if it was struck by a force from another dimension.

At first glance, the power seemed similar, perhaps her Realm was even stronger.

But in essence, the opponent was far superior to her.

With Yu Ziqing breaking through the obstacles, she truly "saw" the Holy Mountain, and also saw Yu Ziqing's strange form, more ominous than ominous, eerier than the evil of the Evil Cult.

As if with a casual gesture, he broke through the Holy Mountain and took away the smallest peak.

Effortlessly cleaning away the ominous within the Holy Mountain, no, it seemed more like the ominous that could erode the Holy Mountain's interior was being devoured with a smile by Yu Ziqing.

Just witnessing this scene, understanding slightly, she felt her thoughts and consciousness on the brink of explosion and pollution.

If not for the Holy Mountain expelling the pollution afterwards and helping her stabilize, she might not have been able to face Yu Ziqing so calmly now.

But regardless of who the other party was or what their identity, they had indeed helped her.

Expelling the ominous and pollution was not part of the deal.

Yet this aspect, whether for her, Jixia Academy, or the Immovable Immortal Dynasty, held far greater significance than the original transaction.

In truth, Wanjun did not know why she agreed to this transaction.

She claimed it was for the frontline soldiers, for the scholars going to support Jixia Academy, and indeed, that was a reason. But if that was all, she wouldn't believe it herself.

Now she suddenly understood why, she trusted her intuition.

An existing Holy Mountain, polluted, filled with the ominous, even if intact, was essentially nonexistent, or even burdensome.

But without the pollution, without the ominous, even minus a peak, it was still a Holy Mountain.

It could serve as the Immovable Immortal Dynasty's cornerstone, giving Jixia Academy a true backbone.

Sensing the vast Qi swirling around the Holy Mountain, she fully understood.

The current Holy Mountain is actually not the original Holy Mountain, the first Holy Mountain was likely just a special Forbidden Land, without vast Qi.

Today's Holy Mountain is crafted from the gradual remodeling and polishing of generations from the Academy and the entire Immovable Immortal Dynasty, to create the true Holy Mountain in everyone's heart.

This was not something the Zhuge Clan could achieve by sacrificing their clan members.

The benefits of this plan extend beyond what the Zhuge Clan alone can enjoy.

Even with a peak missing, the affected area is just the Forbidden Land, with no real loss for the Holy Mountain.

In fact, today's Holy Mountain can be considered a true Holy Mountain.

Paying respectful homage, expressing gratitude, is also appropriate.

Yu Ziqing stood still and accepted the salute.

Then he spoke.

"Since you've made your decision, there's no need to be polite about the rest."

Yu Ziqing glanced at the grumbling hungry ghost.

"You all go back to where you were, if someone comes for almsgiving and asks for your help, you decide what to do.

If anyone wants to command you, then just follow along."

The grumbling hungry ghost understood these words immediately.

If they're polite, we'll be polite too.

If they're not, then we won't be either.

The grumbling hungry ghost nodded repeatedly in agreement.

One must always side with their own.

The grumbling hungry ghost didn't feel that the misfortune of others had anything to do with him, he simply considered himself unlucky to take the blame.

Yu Ziqing didn't elaborate much, as some things need not be spelled out explicitly.

The relations with the Immovable Immortal Dynasty have eased, and the transaction is finished.

But this only applies to top-level relations, the overall tone.

Yu Ziqing doesn't believe everything will go smoothly in practice, nor does he believe that everyone will approach uniformly and politely.

Anyway, for anyone who's impolite, let them suffer a significant loss to teach them a lesson.

Just talking serves little purpose.

The Immovable Immortal Dynasty isn't quite like the Four Divine Dynasties, so a subtle increase in deterrence is necessary for true peaceful development.

Letting them suffer hidden losses sometimes could be more effective than top-level deterrence.

The transaction completed, Yu Ziqing glanced back at Yang's Big Array, no longer just waiting around.

The Black Mountain Demon King isn't dead yet, and Yu Ziqing deliberately left it that way.