In those years of wandering in the deep sea, he had somewhat gone Devilic, the murderous aura too intense.

The murderous aura was so intense that even the Heart Demon could not appear...

This person is probably hostile to Jinlan Mountain.

Han Dong flicked his fingers, and the frightened Fish Bone Bald floated behind him, following him forward.

Han Dong sent Yu Ziqing a message and then returned to the courtyard to eat.

Fish Bone Bald shivered outside the courtyard, vaguely hearing a woman's voice.

"Since it's not your enemy from your grudges in the deep sea, you shouldn't think of handling it yourself.

No matter what, you need to inform Ziyu and the village chief first.

Ziyu is very kind and takes good care of us, but the place we live is still within the Forbidden Land of Jinlan Mountain.

Being able to live here peacefully, Jinlan Mountain has already borne a lot of pressure for us..."

And Han Dong, nodding repeatedly, claimed that he hadn't killed for many years, and truly hadn't intended to kill this time...

Fish Bone Bald lay there, quickly closing off his hearing, not daring to eavesdrop anymore.

No one paid him any mind, and no one wanted to kill him; gradually calming down, a peculiar sense of peace rose in his heart.

The era hasn't changed, still the same as before!

The so-called news in the Jade Tablet, all lies!

Never had it been said that this great scourge of the deep sea is now a guardian of Jinlan Mountain's entrance.

Ah, everything returned to expectation, the world is still so harsh, the Four-Direction Land still so perilous, even more dangerous than anticipated.

Really... too good.

At least he need not feel so lost, so ill-fitting, so at a loss.

An inexplicable peace surged within him, though even he found it strange, it felt like a lifesaver, something to grasp onto.

Meanwhile, Yu Ziqing, just out from Langya Institute, couldn't help but mutter.

"Is Langya Institute really this poor? Just teasing me!"

Even the soil exchange at Langya Institute was progressing unsatisfactorily; in terms of Five-Colored Soil, not as wealthy as Lihuo Institute.

The Dean of Langya Institute slightly excelled at securing funds compared to the Dean of Lihuo Institute.

These folks would not let materials gather dust in storage.

Yu Ziqing complained persistently, while the Stone Puppet from Langya Institute pretended not to notice.

Strictly adhering to the Dean's instruction, no matter what Yu Ziqing said was as if unheard, lest he be persuaded to leave.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing looked up to the sky, a sword light flew towards him, landing in his hand.

After reading Han Dong's message, Yu Ziqing laughed.

"Hey, I haven't come after you, yet you dare to reach my old lair?"

Yu Ziqing turned to the Stone Puppet of Langya Institute.

"Consider it, I have many ideas, especially suitable for you, feel free to try them yourself when free."

The Stone Puppet didn't speak, just cupped his hands.

He didn't believe, if he dared to try, he might end up seeking Yu Ziqing himself.

Yu Ziqing wasn't aware his good intentions were misunderstood.

He hurried back, and a few days later, returned to Jinlan Mountain.

Arriving at Han Dong's place, the person had been taken, currently in the east.

Han Dong couldn't say much, only confirming the person came from the deep sea with its unique aura.

Other than that, he couldn't remember seeing this person.

Of course, Han Dong also said, if trouble came, he was familiar with the deep sea and could go along when needed.

Yu Ziqing reached the east, outside the Ruan Renwang banquet courtyard, a bald figure in a black robe, curled like a quail, posing submissively.

Xi Yang, the "Remnants", flickered around him, but he kept his head lowered, pretending not to recognize them.

He had resigned himself.

Because the power within him, upon reaching the eastern locust forest and seeing the giant devil's heads and meeting Ruan Renwang, lay down peacefully.

Usually handled with utmost care, never relaxing vigilance for fear the power might lose control, turning into Evil's power.

Now though, it was as docile as a lamb.

Tired, destroy it, let it die quickly.

Better to die in the dangerous Four-Direction Land than become Evil.

Yu Ziqing appeared out of the blue, walking towards this direction.

Fish Bone Bald raised his head, glancing, the power within that had lain down curled up instantly.

Like curling himself up, then burying his head in sand.

Genuine fear, unhidable even with buried head, seeing was a form cloaked in black, each step leaving burning Blood Flame footprints.

Eyes flaring with Blood Flame light, filled with strangeness and ominous, barely human in form, approaching slowly.

Fish Bone Bald prostrated on the ground, suddenly understanding the Remnants.

Not all things could be their controlled leverage, some existences indeed only to be worshipped.

Moreover, what they now worshiped on the ship, compared to the presence before them, was insignificant.

Thus, he understood, finding a third Saint's Road different from Remnants or ship's Saints.

He prostrated himself on the ground, full of reverence.

"Fish Bone, greets the great one."

Yu Ziqing looked at Fish Bone Bald, the familiar expression and gaze.

He hadn't said anything yet, why had this fellow switched sides?

Those that the Sacrificial God truly endured countless years of torment before having their edges completely smoothed out.