That wasn't a problem either, as there was already quite a bit of wealth. The personal belongings left by that senior member of the Seventh Floor contained even more wealth and resources. It was quite a windfall.

However, for the time being, those items dared not be taken out, for fear that they might contain clues or imprints. Now, these items were undergoing a cleansing in Cece's Despair Abyss. Regardless of what imprints they bore or thoughts they held, given enough time, they could be washed away.

If it weren't necessary to keep them for personal use, sending Wu Shuangge to handle them would speed up the process.

The last time he was suppressed, Yu Ziqing noticed that several death orifices of his, filled with the power of qi-blood, would passively surge with an alien power when struck, greatly increasing his resistance to suppression by Refining God cultivators.

Previously, he hadn't opened the ordinary orifices first but instead opened the death orifices and strange orifices, regardless of their utility. Now, he finally sensed a bit of their usefulness.

Those death orifices that were opened first didn't provide him with any special power, but at least they seemed to strengthen his defenses increasingly.

With practical combat experience in hand, Yu Ziqing wasn't in a hurry to advance to the Blood Sea Realm. He now aimed to open all seven hundred and twenty of his orifices.

He didn't hope for any special changes or abilities, as long as his qi-blood grew stronger and more robust and his defenses and resistances in all aspects were strengthened; that would suffice.

He speculated that those death orifices and strange orifices might each correspond to a type of resistance. But skilled body cultivators were already rare, and even fewer people researched this. One could tell from Yang that the Dao Cultivators of Langya Institute, who loved research, looked down on body cultivation...

With no one to research it and no ready-made solution, Yu Ziqing decided to take matters into his own hands, enhancing all resistances. With higher realms in the future, the resistance would naturally strengthen.

It might slow his advancement a bit, but it wasn't a loss.

This world was still too dangerous. He didn't know if someone might suddenly appear one day, wanting to kill him just because they disliked him, or if more and more enemies would meticulously plan and ambush him.

So he could only prepare in advance, first enhancing all resistances and layering defenses to the utmost.

Only by surviving could he retaliate.

By taking spiritual medicine, enriching pill, and with patience, he reopened orifices bit by bit. When body refinement tired him, he practiced the Hungry Ghost Dao through Refining God methods.

Concentrating, gathering intent, and showing soul, these three tiers proceeded simultaneously. He already slowly sensed his divine soul's faint presence, resembling a hungry ghost's aura but distinctly different from an ordinary hungry ghost.

Staying in the city for cultivation was considered a rare respite after leaving.

Su Li hadn't returned to report, yet was out of sight every day.

The incident was a significant blow to Su Li. The long-held beliefs he had been instilled with started to crumble. Although he knew that going back and acting as if nothing had happened might not result in death, without calming his mind, he didn't dare return.

At midnight, Yu Ziqing finished his routine cultivation and saw Cece waiting nearby.

"Young Master, I sensed a hungry ghost appeared in the city, in the grass hut district."

"Let's go, have a look."

Moments later, they quietly arrived at the top of a tall building near the grass hut district, overlooking the deathly stillness. Yu Ziqing spotted a hungry ghost crawling out from a new grave at the edge.

After crawling out, the hungry ghost stood around confused for a long time before instinctively burrowing into a ruined grass hut at the edge, sitting before a simple shrine, silently moving its mouth, but clearly chanting.

Yu Ziqing watched silently, somber, for a long time.

"Let's go, back."

Upon returning, Cece immediately opened the Despair Abyss and brought Yu Ziqing and Wu Shuangge inside.

Yu Ziqing stood there, pondering for a long time.

The grass hut district began seeing people starve to death, an unusual phenomenon.

According to White Sun Evil Cult's consistent methods and historical record, they would at least not let their followers starve, especially not those human chanting machines.

This was their most direct and advantageous means of gathering disaster victims.

The situation had now arisen, likely not only here but in many places already.

His previous speculations started heading toward the worst possible direction.

Besides wanting the sacrificial incense fire of those human chanting machines, White Sun Holy Mother also desired the incense fire of hunger ghosts.

"Cece, I've got a few ideas, and last time I invoked the power of the Hungry Ghost Dao, I've also tried it. I think I'm about eighty to ninety percent there.

But now there's a problem. Should I try it now, or wait a little longer?"

"Young Master, I don't quite understand." Cece shook her head, expressing confusion.

"The White Sun Holy Mother wants Incense Fire Wish Power, walking the incense fire deified path. Theoretically, no matter who sincerely worships her, she would gain corresponding power.

She's already made her move, attempting to infiltrate our Hungry Ghost Dao. If it were under normal circumstances, no one could actually stop her.

After all, the Hungry Ghost Dao, like Qi Refinement, Body Refinement, and Dao Cultivation, is equally accessible to all beings.

But if I strike now—ahem—if I block her evil plan now, the effect might be general.

After all, the number of chanting machines transforming into hungry ghosts should be quite small.

If I later engrave a patch on the Hungry Ghost Dao, she should have already gained quite a bit of incense fire wish power from them.

By then, if the accumulated backlash is intense enough, there might even be a slight chance of backfiring her to death instantly."

"Young Master should decide. Against such an evil dao, we must strike them down so that they never rise again." The killing intent in Cece's voice was strong, merely hearing the term White Sun Holy Mother made her feel uncomfortable.

Yu Ziqing shook his head.

"I forgot that you weren't a starving ghost reincarnated, so you probably don't feel the depth of it and can't understand my dilemma.

The several million hungry ghosts surrounding Jinlan Mountain, and even the Hungry Ghost King, actually don't hope for new hungry ghosts to appear.

The best scenario would be a world where no new hungry ghost ever appears, where the old ones gradually fade with time, and where the Hungry Ghost Dao vanishes due to no one following it. That's the original pure and beautiful vision of the hungry ghosts and the Hungry Ghost King.

If I were only doing it to backlash against the White Sun Holy Mother, most likely, the backlash wouldn't even kill her.

But if I sit idly by watching several million or even tens of millions of hungry ghosts arise, then how am I any different from the White Sun Evil Dao who stop at nothing to achieve their goals?

They lack limits; we cannot be without them either, which goes against my original intent."