For instance, he erupted multiple times, claiming the power was borrowed.

Where was it borrowed from? What Dharma Method was used? How was it borrowed? What was the cost?

No one ever knew.

Now with No.4, the Wig White Water Egg knows.

Yu Ziqing's power was borrowed from someone at Jinlan Mountain, the cost was high, but most of it was shouldered by that person.

Yu Ziqing practiced the Hungry Ghost Dao in his human form, guided throughout by that person, which is why it went so smoothly, unnaturally smoothly.

After all, even those in powerful sects, practicing Dharma Methods passed down are not immune to mishaps in cultivation.

Yu Ziqing practiced this unheard-of Hungry Ghost Dao without a single mishap.

See, isn't the reason apparent now?

A top-tier expert hand-led him, thus it's understandable he faced no mishaps.

And Yu Ziqing, having borrowed too much power, also paid a heavy cost.

Once returning from Dadui, he slumbered for a long time, recovering over the span of ten years before he was fully restored.

This aligns with the White Water Egg organization's tracking of Yu Ziqing's movements.

No.4 respectfully stood before the painting, reporting the newly acquired intelligence to the Wig White Water Egg alone.

Now, during reporting, No.1 is no longer involved.

No.1, who managed the organization for years, suffered constant losses.

But after prioritizing No.4, valuable key intelligence began to emerge sporadically.

"You've done well." The Wig White Water Egg generously praised, gesturing as a treasure map unfurled before No.4.

"This place hides something, including a Protective Dharma Treasure.

As for the others, whatever you can obtain, is all yours.

This is your reward."

"Thank you, master. This subordinate is incompetent, and yet to uncover the identity of that person.

Jinlan Mountain's rules don't allow outsiders to enter.

Even years ago, when Jinlan Mountain allied with Dazhen King Xiang through marriage, King Xiang never entered Jinlan Mountain.

I will strive with all my might to uncover these matters within ten, no, five years."

No.4 vowed sincerely, which made the Wig White Water Egg increasingly fond of him.

He only cared about results.

No.4 walked out from the ritual site, with No.1 waiting outside.

No.4 kept his respect, taking the lead in paying homage.

"No.1, this time..."

Seeing No.4 about to report again, No.1 raised a hand, interrupting him.

"The master holds you in high regard, you must take care, and serve the master for many more years."

Previously, indeed, only he could contact that master alone, but now there is an additional No.4.

Yet No.4 remained respectful, plus with his shortened lifespan, No.1 couldn't muster envy or hatred.

No.4 paused in silence, the Ominous Aura in his chest grew stronger.

"I might only be able to serve the master for less than five years.

It is due to the master's bestowed treasures that I can endure this long.

This time, the master bestowed a treasure map, within lies a Protective Dharma Treasure.

This might allow me to serve a few more years.

I aim to fully gain Qing Ziyu's trust within five years, and find the most crucial information as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, No.1's slight annoyance and threat perception from No.4's individual contact with that master instantly dissipated.

No.1 hesitated, then handed No.4 a Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, entirely crimson and bird-like.

"This, I cannot accept..." No.4 immediately shook his head.

"Take it, this Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, bathed in auspicious blood, though it can't resolve, it will aid you."

No.1 insisted, pushing it onto No.4.

No.4, holding the Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, was slightly moved.

"Then, I shall accept it and serve the master for a few more years."

No.1 watched No.4's distant silhouette, softly sighed.

Previously indeed, No.4's talent was buried.

Pity, the Liao Family's curse is exceedingly fierce, no matter the control, casualties are inevitable.

For a cultivator, a decade or so practically equates to immediate demise.

Regarding one near-death yet diligently working for organizational merit, No.1 couldn't develop vigilance, nor envy.

No.4, diligently, after leaving the station, secretly arrived near the Liao Family.

The Liao Family these two years has been extremely low-profile.

The Ninth Tier hadn't appeared, even Old Master Liao's coffin was dug up, they sealed the information and prepared anew a copper coffin with the Feng family's sealing.

When No.4 reached a cave, the two Ninth Tiers from the Liao Family had been waiting for him.

Back then, recognizing the handwriting from No.4, prompted them to cooperate immediately.

No.4, adorned with a metal mask, stood silently for a long time upon arriving.

They knew inside, recognition wasn't possible, outwardly it had to remain.

The two Ninth Tiers of the Liao Family sensed the unavoidable Ominous Aura emanating from No.4, hesitant to speak.

No.4 didn't explain; his curse was actually resolved.

He was cautious, to anyone, he remained in the cursed state.

"Time is about right, one of you must disappear.

Any reason will do, the Liao Family will lose one Ninth Tier.

In the coming decade, even hundreds of years, you cannot resurface.

Because someone will eventually investigate the Liao Family, and trace to you two.