Master of Strange Dao
Chapter 113 - 89: Silence, Mixed Yuan Gold Bowl (7.4k)_3
I never expected to stumble upon such a major problem now.
"Do you know who, no, who might have done this?"
Old Yang shook his head.
"Back when I was merely a mortal, it would have been extremely easy for someone to cast a Silence Divine Spell on me.
However, I don't know who it could be or who it might be."
At this point, Old Yang gave a wry smile.
"To my knowledge, in today's world, there is no one who has cultivated the Silence Spell to the Fourth Layer, nor is there anyone who can cast the Silence Divine Spell."
"Under normal circumstances, as soon as someone succeeds in cultivating the Silence Spell and uses it, by the time he reaches the level of the Silence Divine Spell, Langya Institute would definitely be aware."
"Do you understand what this means?"
"It means that the person who cultivated the Silence Divine Spell has never once used it since they began their cultivation of the Silence Spell."
"Only when they reached the level of the Silence Divine Spell did they use it for the first time, and it was used on me."
"It's not that I don't want to tell you something, but I've always had no idea what to say, until I discovered that I was afflicted with the Silence Divine Spell and, through continuous elimination, began to vaguely understand what the problem might be related to."
Yu Ziqing felt somewhat numb.
If it were someone else, they would have no way of knowing that they had been hit by a Silence Divine Spell, and even if they knew, they wouldn't know what had been sealed.
It's only someone like Old Yang, whose breadth of knowledge is terrifying, that could go about the process of elimination to see what knowledge he is missing, and thereby deduce what must have been sealed by the Silence Divine Spell.
"What aspect? Can you talk about it?"
"I can, it's just some early years of wandering the world and what I've witnessed, but I also don't know why this part was sealed."
Old Yang was just as confused; he didn't know how the part he lost was related to later events and couldn't make any connection at all.
At this point, Yu Ziqing had given up.
He didn't want to ask anymore, nor did he want to know.
At this stage, to delve into things that could be sealed by the Silence Divine Spell seemed truly dangerous.
Even tempting death requires strategy, and while he might be somewhat crazy at times, he didn't actually have a death wish.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. When I eventually reach the Seventh Tier, no, the Eighth Tier, then maybe I'll reconsider it."
"You're right," Old Yang also decisively gave up.
When you're not strong enough, just pretend you don't know anything.
Otherwise, one careless mistake could lead to being drowned in these deep waters.
For now, it's best to continue amassing power and engaging with friendly forces to gradually strengthen oneself.
"Oh, right, among the things the Lei Clan sent, I didn't take much, but I did dig up their spirit field; I think it could definitely be of use."
"What did you dig up?"
"The soil from the spirit field."
"..."
Old Yang didn't know what to say.
Yu Ziqing must have undergone some serious shock; what kind of follower relentlessly pursues people to defecate, and then digs up someone's soil to bring back? Is there not a single normal person in this village?
"You don't want it?"
"Of course I want it, it's a spirit field that someone has burned money to create, and in the Wilderness, there are plenty of Spiritual Medicines that can be grown."
After leaving the secret chamber, Old Yang allocated a place where Cece dumped all of the spirit soil, unloading it in the designated area.
Ordinary crops could not be grown in the Wilderness, it was too cold.
Even Spirit Rice Jade Rice would not grow, but there were many Spiritual Medicines that thrived in the snow and ice.
Once the snow melted and the weather warmed, they actually wouldn't grow.
Hundreds of acres of prime spirit soil would be enough to make the villagers self-sufficient in nourishing Spiritual Medicines until the Jinlan Mushrooms were harvested.
As for other food and meat supplies, with the Flying Boat, it would also be easy to go out for supplies in the future.
After all, there were hardly any living people in Jinlan Mountain, and the food needed was not much, making it easy to procure.
After dumping the spirit soil, Yu Ziqing didn't bother with it anymore – the rest wasn't something he could help with.
Some of the previous plans had to continue in an orderly fashion.
The Health Club in Almsgiving Town also needed to continue operating.
Wu Shuangge's Magical Treasure held bright prospects; after all, a Magical Treasure that could be upgraded methodically was something any power would hold in high regard.
Especially since the difficulty of upgrading this particular treasure could be said to be very, very low; Yu Ziqing found he couldn't complain even if he wanted to.
Now he had a targeted plan.
"Gege, come here," he called.
"Young Master, do you need to relieve yourself?" Wu Shuangge immediately took out the toilet bucket.
"No need..."
Yu Ziqing felt conflicted and quickly waved his hand.
"I have something I want to ask you."
"Just ask, Young Master."
"Your Magical Treasure, can it replicate some or produce some smaller treasures?"
"What?" Wu Shuangge looked confused.
"I mean, can your toilet bucket duplicate itself into some less powerful ones that can just collect filth and toxins?"
Wu Shuangge touched his Magical Treasure with both hands and frowned in deep thought for a while.
"But I don't know how to do Artifact Refining."
"Just tell me if it's possible or not?"
"I don't know."
"Then go learn from Old Yang, it's very important. This concerns your future advancement; I'm currently finding you a path for advancement. You'd best try adjusting your direction and give it a try."
Seeing that he couldn't make it clearer, Yu Ziqing brought Old Yang in for a consultation.
"Gege's Magical Treasure can only be used by himself, given its particular nature and power.
I have an idea: if we could create some neutered versions of the toilet bucket, ones that can just collect filth and toxins, that would suffice.
They don't need to be so convenient, so smart, nor do they need to help people excrete toxins."