To be honest, Yu Ziqing actually never intended to win over any high-ranking White Water Eggs.

For example, No.4, who could temporarily take charge when the person in charge of the station was absent.

Let's make it clear in advance, I don't have the ability to lift this Curse.

But it's still necessary to try our best.

If there's even the slightest progress by then, the result will certainly be better than we expected.

I say one thing, and I do one, two, three—this is the way to express sincerity.

Although, to be honest, Yu Ziqing initially didn't want to get involved in matters related to the Liao Family's Curse.

But this matter might be connected to Wen Jun, and Yu Ziqing wanted to find out.

Yang, with time on his hands, returned to Dadui.

Dadui Book Library is particularly attractive to him.

Many things there are items that were lost in the Ancient times.

What's recorded there might not be of much use now.

For example, some Secret Techniques, many of which are already obsolete.

But by researching these, one can complete the evolution path of a particular Secret Technique.

Especially some Secret Techniques, which in today's age, only have methods of usage.

Yang wants to understand why they can be used this way, why they evolved this way.

How this formula was derived, how this constant was derived, and so on.

Records in Dadui are particularly important to him.

They allow him to complete many things, from knowing the surface to understanding the underlying reasoning.

And understanding the reasoning can lead to creating one from two and so on, ultimately leading to innumerable things.

This is incredibly appealing to someone like Yang.

Especially since a lot of this information might disappear one day.

If it weren't for Yu Ziqing almost being tracked because of the True Name Seal, Yang wouldn't have come out at all.

Yu Ziqing followed Yang to the Dadui Book Library.

Just by glancing at the endless bookshelves, filled with everything from bamboo slips to Jade Scrolls, to Beast Skin books, stone tablets, and golden and jade books, Yu Ziqing knew he'd never be able to read them all in this lifetime.

Yang, however, felt as if he had returned to his bedroom, with his spirits visibly lifted.

He led Yu Ziqing to one of the shelves and pulled out a purple bamboo slip with ease.

After flipping through it carefully, Yang pointed to a sentence on it.

"The rune is like a beast's mouth, bared teeth, ferocious."

"This is it. I casually flipped through it at the time; this is just an Ancient miscellaneous record with little valuable information.

I just happened to see it, gave it a quick glance, and got a general impression.

It seemed to hold no substantial value and wasn't a priority to read, so I put it back."

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, looking at those words, feeling like an illiterate.

At least half of the characters were unrecognizable to him.

"Are these eight words of any use?"

"Yes, the records of these things in Dadui are extremely meticulous.

Every borrowed thing is cited with a source.

These eight words are not a direct introduction to the rune here but a metaphorical extension of its meaning.

The general idea is that if a rune is poorly written, lacking True Intent but still scribbled carelessly,

it might become another extremely dangerous rune, harming others and oneself.

I've studied Dadui's history, combined with the era in which the author of this miscellany lived and other contents in his record.

The eventual meaning is likely an allegory for many of Dadui's good policies turning into vile policies due to reckless implementation.

This travelogue, which seems to be recording interesting stories, is actually reprimanding people."

Yu Ziqing said nothing, laboriously reading through the travelogue, guessing here and there to roughly understand it.

But he really couldn't see the overinterpretation parts Yang mentioned.

He wanted to argue, but then thought Yang would likely say, "What do you know," delaying some time, vexing Yang, and after being explained to, he'd still have to nod in agreement, admitting his lack of knowledge.

So Yu Ziqing skipped the intermediate process, pretended to nod repeatedly.

Yang put down the bamboo slip and followed the classification to another bookshelf to search carefully.

After searching for an hour, he flew into the air, retrieving a stone tablet from above, inscribed densely with tiny characters.

These characters were somewhat different from those seen earlier.

Yang pointed to the tablet.

"Those eight characters originate from this stone tablet named 'Huan Land Copper Clan Chronicles.'

Yang swiftly scanned through, quickly locating the original text.

"This is it, wait, I'll look it over from the beginning."

Yang read quickly, then explained to Yu Ziqing.

"The story goes that there once was a race called the Copper Clan, who fed on copper.

Their ancestors were born in a place called Shoushan, human-like in form, but born with copper bones, possessing immense strength.

Their clansmen had long lifespans and never intermarried with other races to preserve the purity of their bloodline.

Then one day, the Copper Clan clashed with the human race and was Cursed by one of them.

A rune appeared on their chests, resembling a beast's mouth, with bones piercing through their skin.

It was like the beast's mouth revealing its ferocious teeth.

Their formidable bodies became useless, the Curse spread within their tribe.

Growing steadily stronger, eventually, because the clansmen's bloodlines were too closely linked, everyone was infected by the Curse, and all died tragically.