Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1830: Chapter 498: No Loot Box, Playing It Safe (5k)

Yu Ziqing thought it over, but still didn’t immediately activate the new Divine Skills.

He felt it best to stabilize first, to let things settle for a while. His consciousness had been detached from his body, from his Primordial Spirit for a hundred years, so it was better to recover and adapt first.

Of course, this actually wasn’t all that important.

Yu Ziqing roughly understood that the moment his consciousness returned to his body, the Divine Skills had already turned into a treasure chest, waiting for him to open.

However, just like a normal unboxing, at the moment you see the chest, what’s inside might already be determined.

Whether you open it or not, it’s still the same thing, but if you don’t open it, saying you’re unsure is actually correct, because no one knows.

If it were Body Refinement Divine Skills, or anything before the Ninth Tier, Yu Ziqing might not be able to guess.

But the transformation into a hungry ghost has patterns to follow.

Just like the Deceitful Ghost, with Da’er listening to the world, the real core is the Deceitful Ghost facilitating trade, to better become a streetlight accessory, which derived this Divine Skill.

Wu Shuangge, the dim-witted one, adhered strictly to the teachings. Before starving to death, using filth to block himself, after transforming into a hungry ghost, could even derive a companion object, essentially to understand its own filth.

The transformation of the Gatekeeper Hungry Ghost’s Divine Skills is essentially not for reducing presence to give you a sneak attack, crouching in a corner to listen.

The core of transforming into a hungry ghost is actually the derivation of its strongest obsession and thoughts.

Sometimes, from the surface, without understanding the context, it’s actually very difficult to unearth the core source of the Divine Skills.

Yu Ziqing reflected on his life, pondering what Divine Skills he would awaken if he transformed.

After thinking for a long time, he somewhat had a guess in his heart.

It must be related to the most central aspect, just like other hungry ghosts.

Yu Ziqing put away the dried beef; he had a mysterious sense that he should not transform or rush to activate the new Divine Skills now.

Maintaining the unknown at this stage is the best choice.

He did not hurry to leave but sat in front of the Juice, slowly telling many small stories, like fertilizing.

Without fertilization for a hundred years, the Juice must be lacking in nutrients.

After speaking for three days straight, Yu Ziqing flipped through his collection, took out some materials, and then turned to the Juice.

"Give me something that won’t affect you, like a fallen leaf."

At the very bottom of the Juice’s branch, a leaf naturally fell off, and a new bud began to sprout from the leaf stalk base.

"Thanks, I need a bit of a disguise; otherwise, if I recover later, it won’t be hidden."

He took out some ores, dissolved them with Blood Flame, added some other materials, and the fallen leaf of the Juice, melting them all together into a sticky fluid.

With a thought, threads like spider silk began to extract from the liquid, those threads arranged and woven by themselves, gradually forming a black cloth.

The black cloth had no runes, appearing, no matter how one looked, as just an ordinary black cloth.

Yu Ziqing extended his hand, took the black cloth, and placed it over his eyes, dressing like Wolong.

Anyway, he was blind, but doing things wasn’t affected at all.

His perception could still mentally visualize the current appearance of the Juice, the surroundings, the colors of the world in his mind.

In fact, because he was blind, his perception became even more acute.

Wearing this was purely to let everyone get used to it first, and as a precaution in case his eyesight returned, someone might see through it.

Yu Ziqing sensed the black cloth himself, and it was as he expected; no runes were added, just a fallen leaf from the Juice, yet it naturally had a shielding effect.

Unable to penetrate the black cloth to perceive the truth behind it.

After Yu Ziqing wore the black cloth, even if his vision returned to normal, it couldn’t penetrate the black cloth to see outside.

He was very pleased with this effect.

Even one’s own sensing could be shielded, naturally camouflaging from everyone.

He had gazed upon the Ancient Sea God, witnessed its actions in altering countless events over time, with only a portion or the outcome of one event being successfully changed.

During this process, he naturally understood how the Ancient Sea God obtained information.

Every wave splashing up from the River of Time was within that period, a relatively important matter or a seemingly insignificant beginning.

But without exception, these were important key nodes.

Even though Yu Ziqing did not understand what they were about, he generally knew their importance wasn’t a problem.

The occurrence and outcome of a significant event is like the estuary of a great river, most obvious.

Many major events, even a mortal might have heard of.

Just like that previous event of a dying world falling into the current world, almost everyone knew about it.

But the origin of this matter, where it came from, why, no one knew.

Just like the source of a great river, it is actually difficult to find and define.

That river’s estuary is vast and immense, tide surging powerfully, hard to ignore.

But tracing its source could be as far back as a small spring deep in the mountains.

Yet its most crucial source might be melting snow on a snow-covered mountain.

The average person finds it difficult to pinpoint a precise location.