To be honest, Yu Ziqing never expected the speed at which the White Sun Evil Cult would ride the wave of popularity to be so fast. In just a few days, they had revised scriptures, printed them into books, and distributed them to the lowest-level believers.

In this world, with such execution power, why not do something more constructive? Even encircling land to establish a nation, developing for a few hundred years to accumulate foundation, and eventually overthrowing Daqian might still hold some hope. Why insist on taking the evil path?

Thinking of the previous report, someone had approached the locust forest, and others tried coming close to Jinlan Mountain from areas not enclosed by the locust forest. Yu Ziqing understood that these people rewritten scriptures not out of thin air but after some field investigation.

They wore the hat that belonged to one and another with reason and justification, showing a decent level of skill, because here, true powerhouses were indeed afraid to come at this stage.

They proclaimed everywhere that this place was their Holy Mountain. The higher-ups wouldn't believe or dare to come, and the lower ranks couldn't come even if they believed. There was no way to disprove it, so what they said was true.

The more Yu Ziqing thought about it, the angrier he got. Sitting at home, trouble came from above, and for him, this trouble was no ordinary one.

If many poor people truly believed in these words, if they really starved to death, the deep-rooted pious belief wouldn't dissipate once they became hungry ghosts. Instead, they would associate the Hungry Ghost King with the White Sun Holy Mother.

At that time, in the hearts of these hungry ghosts, the Hungry Ghost King could become synonymous with the White Sun Holy Mother, and vice versa.

This was not simply riding the wave of popularity; it aimed to uproot Yu Ziqing fundamentally.

If Yu Ziqing ever starved to death, the awakened, unconscious Hungry Ghost King, might be used by the White Sun Holy Mother as a strong, ownerless shell, exploiting the loophole started now, using a bridge of some low-level hungry ghosts' sincere beliefs, truly unifying with the Hungry Ghost King.

At that time, Yu Ziqing would have been utterly defeated.

These parasites aimed to gnaw from the lowest level, bit by bit, until devouring this new path.

For the Divine Dynasty, these evil paths posed little threat because in this world, power lay in one's own hands. The probability of overthrowing the Divine Dynasty from the bottom layer, which controlled all upper-tier forces and resources, was negligible.

But they were dangerous to Yu Ziqing.

"Cece, talk to that Miss Gu Tianxin more. Although her sending information could be seen as probing, an open conspiracy like hers, knowing some things means we can't ignore them.

Get ready. We might have to go to Dazhen next."

"Uh, young master, didn't we discuss earlier that going to Dali was the best option?" Cece was somewhat surprised by the sudden change, feeling the previous discussion was in vain.

"Maintain contact with Dali, don't sever ties, but we're just going to Dazhen now.

There are parasites looking to root in our Dao, and then replace it. I know the truth; the other side really has a chance of succeeding. How big that chance is doesn't matter anymore. What matters is, those bastards might actually pull it off.

Those fearless folks even dare send little minions to operate nearby—what wouldn't they dare?

They're different from the Divine Dynasty. The Divine Dynasty dares not take risks because they control too much. Holding high positions, major changes risk knocking them down.

But these bastards, compared to the Divine Dynasty, they have nothing except a life. Barefooted people aren't afraid of those wearing shoes."

Yu Ziqing's face was serious. He was not afraid of dying himself, but he feared his identity being discovered by these evil paths. With his strength, he probably couldn't even commit suicide.

He feared that after his death, these evil paths would occupy his Dao, occupy his body, occupy his name, kill his friends, kill his family, and do things he never wanted to do.

That would truly be not resting in peace.

The only thing now was, when parasites began trying to parasitize, decisively think of a way to kill them.

Otherwise, when the parasites had already merged with internal tissues and blood, it would be too late.

Understanding Yu Ziqing's meaning, Cece was greatly pleased.

"Does Young Master mean you're willing to take the Hungry Ghost Path?"

"I can avoid this path, you all can take it, but we absolutely cannot let outsiders take it from us, nor let them take it from you."

Cece immediately showed great courtesy, filled with delight, willingly kneeling in devotion.

Even though Yu Ziqing had a human body now, he could indeed practice the Hungry Ghost Path concurrently, being the only living human to do so at present.

The downside was he didn't have a hungry ghost body, so forget about the legendary rebirth of a Dao creator.

The advantage, though, lay in his identity, speeding his progress ahead of typical hungry ghosts. Even without a cultivation method for the Hungry Ghost Path, Yu Ziqing could slowly deduce it based on the imprints etched in his Divine Soul, faster than normal hungry ghost instincts.

Besides, strictly speaking, if not spoken too assertively, this nearly had little margin for error.

He also felt the pathway of the Refining God Dao, and old Yang even had Dharma methods for humans in the Ghost Path, offering some reference.

Paving an unprecedented path by oneself was indeed possible.

In the subsequent time, Yu Ziqing continued planting trees while ensuring the "Holy Mountain" was encircled, as his hometown couldn't be stolen. Countless hungry ghosts resided here, and without a true powerhouse, no one could forcefully break through these several hundred-mile locust forests.

If one flew into the Qi Refinement Forbidden Land, facing a village full of Body Cultivators and surrounded by countless hungry ghosts, the scene would surely be interesting.

A month later, Yu Ziqing, along with Cece and Wu Shuangge, embarked on the journey to Dazhen.

Before exiting the wilderness, a streak of light fell from the sky—it was a new letter from Gu Tianxin to Cece.

An expensive letter costing at least eighty or ninety thousand Spirit Jades each time, prompting old Yang to curse 'spendthrift' whenever he saw it.

With that money, it would be better to rent Daqian's Kun You. After all, it wasn't a secret letter, a typical Kun You delivery wouldn't cost much.

If one could please Kun You by figuring out its preferences, making it comfortable, and have it help privately for free, or undertake a cheaper long-term side job, that might be feasible.

But burning a high-tier Communication Flying Sword each time?

Damn, what a spendthrift.

"Young Master, Tianxin says she's returned to Dali. The situation in Dazhen is unstable, and Dazhen doesn't have the intention of massively promoting benevolent governance like Dali does. The White Sun Evil Cult is quite active there, and things might get out of hand."

Cece glanced at Yu Ziqing's expression as he said this, then continued.

"Moreover, with a newly revised scripture combined with continuous almsgiving, their believers are growing rapidly. In Dazhen's southern border, some believers even dare parade openly during daylight."

Yu Ziqing remained unchanged in expression and nodded.

"Return the letter, say we'll visit Dali after spring, and since she sends you small gifts with each letter, you should reciprocate."

Yu Ziqing turned his hand over, drawing out an Almsgiving Holy Artifact, then took out a jade bottle, pouring half a bottle of sweet rain into it.

"Take a bowl frequently used, spread rice evenly, add a few drops of sweet rain, insert three incense sticks, pinch the Almsgiving Seal, recite the Almsgiving Spell, to accumulate virtue, calm personal aggression, and transform inner devil thoughts."

"Young Master, is this necessary?" Cece was puzzled as the gift was exceptionally valuable.

As there was no practice method for Almsgiving Hungry Ghosts circulating, the method Yu Ziqing created aimed to lower the almsgiving threshold for mortals to practice almsgiving to hungry ghosts.

Giving such a return gift partly revealed some information to the other side.

"Reciprocity fosters friendship and prevents disdain. These nuances of human interactions are something you know better than I. You simply worry too much because of me.

No need to worry so much. Set aside everything else, even just friends of the purest camaraderie deserve a proper return gift."

"Thank you, Young Master." Cece slightly bowed, expressing gratitude.

The jade bottle, along with Cece's letter, flew away.

The connection with Dali must not be severed. For now, everything remained quite pleasant.

They had provided plenty of intelligence, continuously burning money to maintain such a connection.

Frankly, doing that while unaware of who Yu Ziqing exactly was reflected great sincerity in making friends.

Simply put, it was like a wealthy female friend always spending hundreds of thousands on shipping fees with each contact, including gifts worth hundreds of thousands, plus precious intelligence money couldn't buy.

While on this end, it was merely the maidservant of a village lord in a remote little village.

If this wasn't a sincere effort to make friends, it was hard to say what would be.

Yu Ziqing always reviewed the letters, certainly not secretly.

He wasn't stupid; he could see that beyond any ulterior motives, Gu Tianxin genuinely wanted to be friends with Cece.

He never thought of keeping Cece by his side as a tool or butler. If Cece had friends, he was genuinely happy for her.

As for the taciturn Wu Shuangge, never mind. This guy couldn't even speak fluently by now.

If it weren't for lingering starvation aftereffects, he wouldn't have taken that stubborn mule on this trip.

Er Han wasn't brought along partly because he was too typical, practically a Joy Lamp Priest bait. Not a single Joy Lamp Priest could resist transforming him into a White Robed Daoist Soldier once noticed.

Another reason was that the village chief said this guy was an unlearned idiot. He only knew Body Refinement without any concealment techniques. Too weak at Body Refinement, under Rebirth Realm or even Divine Power Realm, he wasn't allowed to leave the village.

The rest in the village shared the same fate, sticking to Body Cultivation, and they couldn't leave unless reaching a certain realm. Otherwise, they'd die mining and never leave the village.

Old Yang wanted to follow but was at a critical cultivation stage, unable to travel. In the end, lightly packed, Yu Ziqing took Cece and stubbornly determined Wu Shuangge.

Such a lineup would certainly not draw attention.

Moving northward along the boundary between the wilderness and Dali, entering Dazhen,

Yu Ziqing quickly sensed a complete change in atmosphere.

On the path stepped out by force, people continuously moved towards Dali,

but along the way, there were still common believers trying to brainwash ordinary people and abduct them.

Entering eight hundred miles into Dazhen territory, Yu Ziqing perceived something amiss.

The scene here already showed signs of the early disaster stage on the Wilderness.