Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1783 - 482: The Divine King Calls for Backup, Curse Transformation (5k) (Part 2)

Every type of consumable is different, so the wine brewed from them is naturally different too.Only kids make choices; of course he wanted all of them.

He was having a great time here, letting himself go to the extreme; even now, that White Bone Spear stuck in his chest still hadn't been pulled out.

On the other side, in the present world, changes were happening everywhere.

The big patch favored Devil Dao cultivators, and those Devil Dao cultivators were the first to turn Devilic.

Some were busy running wild; some, after turning Devilic and losing their restraints, still had brains left, and felt that since this was the great era of the Devil Dao, they couldn't just drain the pond to catch all the fish, but had to take it slow and grow steadily.

If they wanted the Devil Dao, in this big patch, to become the righteous path, then just relying on fighting and killing was definitely not enough.

They all had great ideals, so the various Devil Sects all started clearing out those Devils who were doing evil; it really was quite a spectacle.

Over in Dadui, large numbers of hungry ghosts were running around putting out fires.

As for Dali, after developing for so long, there was still only one Almsgiving Town, and within three thousand li around the Abyss Rift Valley, it was all barren wasteland.

At this moment, around the Abyss Rift Valley, major sects had also begun migrating over as a whole.

Apart from using the aura brought by the huge number of hungry ghosts inside that long narrow Abyss Rift Valley to help suppress things, they really couldn't find any other way to resolve the endless Devilic incidents.

Of course, in name, it was to show loyalty to the new Emperor Li, to set an example by migrating the entire sect near the Abyss Rift Valley, to suppress the Abyss Rift Valley for Dali.

In truth, that was indeed part of it, so no one exposed what they were really doing it for.

In western Dali, after developing for so many years, there had never been many big sects or great clans; this time, a whole bunch suddenly appeared.

Among the Three Divine Dynasties, the overall weakest Dazhen actually ended up the least affected by this wave.

The overall climate of Dazhen now naturally suppressed Devil Thought; that was the atmosphere there, and Dazhen had also been swept clean two or three times over the past hundred years by Emperor Zhen.

If someone really showed signs of going Devilic, they could just dive into the Hengduan Mountains; that place was a natural land for suppressing Devils.

Even judging by past experience, the number of cultivators going Devilic in Dazhen was far fewer than in the other two Divine Dynasties.

As for Dadui, they were even less afraid.

Right next to the Jinlan Mountain Forbidden Land, the entire northern part of Dadui wasn't too worried about this.

On top of that, the hungry ghosts of Jinlan Mountain were also throwing their full support behind Dadui this time, so any problems were only small, localized ones.

In just three months, the Emperor Kuihou, who was best at digging up business opportunities, had already found a new one.

He went to the Deceitful Ghost, and after a round of discussions, the Emperor Kuihou stepped forward: whoever was about to turn Devilic and wanted a solution could come to him.

As long as they were willing to pay the price, the Emperor Kuihou would help mediate and put together a full set of Almsgiving Ceremony rituals for them.

If they really had no money, that was still fine; the Emperor Kuihou had spent a huge sum inviting quite a few hungry ghosts to visit Kuihou Country as guests.

Their aura was enough to help some people suppress their state and hold themselves together.

The Deceitful Ghost didn't want to carry the reputation of looting a burning house, but he also wanted a relatively stable environment.

In these past two months, the transaction volume of the Hungry Ghost Trading Company had dropped by twenty percent month-on-month, which was simply outrageous.

All sorts of situations in the present world continued to unfold, but for the moment none of this had anything to do with Yu Ziqing.

He was still roaming in the deep sea.

At the same time, the Cliff Divine King was also racking his brains, thinking about how to pull the Moon God back, how to wash clean that blood-red long dress of the Moon God's.

When his brain was about to burn out, he finally figured it out and confirmed it completely.

No matter what he did, he couldn't stop the Moon God from lying flat; with the Moon God choosing to actively fall, he could at most stall the Moon God's lying-flat progress, but couldn't restore the Moon God to how she had been.

Getting the Moon God to have a change of heart first was probably impossible.

So he could only look for external force to do this.

In his memory, he actually did know a method that could solve the Blood Moon problem.

And one that had more than one successful case.

That was the Auspicious Beast.

He knew the Auspicious Beast wasn't dead.

It was just that the Auspicious Beast not being dead wasn't much different from being dead; it would remain in that state forever, with no day of release.

Now, only by restoring the Auspicious Beast and sending it to the Bright Moon would there be a chance to pull back the Moon God who had chosen to fall.

Judging from the Auspicious Beast's former personality, it would definitely do that.

After thinking it over, the Cliff Divine King found that the fastest solution he could come up with was this one alone.

He truly did not dare bet on what would happen if that Evil Devil, who was already no longer in human form and kept walking further down the Devil path, really found an Ancient God.

He didn't dare bet, and the Ancient Sea God didn't dare bet either.

If they lost that gamble, it would be total defeat, with no room for a comeback.

Between two harms you choose the lesser; merely restoring the Auspicious Beast was a minor issue.

But this matter, he couldn't handle personally; he still had to find someone.

Then he finally remembered that in the present world, he really did have a way to contact people.

He took the initiative to call upon New Five of the White Water Egg organization.

These past years had been quite good for New Five; the few remaining people in the White Water Egg organization were also living quite comfortably.

There were no tasks and no need to risk anything; having latched onto Yu Ziqing's thick thigh, as long as the White Water Eggs didn't run around messing about, they wouldn't face any danger.

No danger, no expansion, and no lack of resources—of course they could focus on cultivation in peace.

Today, New Five sensed the summoning; he couldn't help but laugh twice, then, wearing his mask, he arrived at the Sacrificial altar.