At the moment he sensed and saw the silhouette of a man wearing a metal mask.

A flurry of thoughts erupted in Yu Ziqing's mind.

No murderous intent, no killing aura, with both the yin god sensing and bodily perception combined, it couldn't be wrong.

This person wasn't here to kill me.

If he was here to kill me, I would have sensed it the moment he took action.

As soon as the person placed a hand on his shoulder, Yu Ziqing was entirely convinced of this.

The person wasn't here to kill me.

A Great Cultivator in the Cave Void Realm, and a strong one at that, was able to come this close; if he wanted to kill me, I would have already been dead in a second.

Similarly, if he intended to kill me, he wouldn't have approached so easily to such a close distance.

Cultivators in the Refining God stage are usually weak in physical defense but have many defensive means; their perception is particularly acute.

Yu Ziqing, having reached the Yin God Realm, wouldn't only sense it when the other party looked at him.

The conclusion was clear.

The person wanted to capture him alive.

He hadn't offended anyone outside, although there were probably those who did want him dead. But to go through so much effort to capture him alive,

It could only be the White Sun Holy Mother.

She would definitely not want him dead; even if capture failed, she wouldn't let him die.

He was currently her only hope.

At this thought, Yu Ziqing immediately shrugged his shoulders, the Blood Sea trembled, and the qi-blood power in seven hundred and twenty orifices erupted instantly.

The entire Back Cover Building was blown into the air by the power Yu Ziqing unleashed.

The person's hand trembled slightly, causing Yu Ziqing to break free from his control.

The Black Robed Man with the metal mask hadn't expected this but quickly reacted, a black light surged in his palm, and his hand bizarrely appeared on the back of Yu Ziqing's head as if crossing space.

The black light dissolved the power of the qi-blood, and a palm landed on the back of Yu Ziqing's head.

The next moment, Yu Ziqing's eyelids flipped, and he fell to the ground.

Just as the Black Robed Man grabbed Yu Ziqing and was about to leave,

The surrounding environment suddenly changed. He frowned slightly, realizing the other party was trying to drag him into the domain; he was preparing to break free by force but found that the opponent was dragging the person in his hand into the domain instead.

He followed Yu Ziqing into the Despair Abyss together.

Cece's eyes glowed with ferocity. In the Despair Abyss, torrential rain poured down with a deafening roar. Amid the endless despair, there was an underlying vicious intent slowly awakening.

Wu Shuangge's face was sullen as he punched the toilet bucket beside him, shattering it.

The sky was filled with a sauce-yellow filth and toxicity, mixing with the pouring rain, forming a wave that swept forth.

The Black Robed Man's face was ashen, and his eyes carried a hint of gravity.

The target was much more troublesome than he had anticipated.

This guy turned out to be a Fourth-tier Body Cultivator, with strong qi-blood power that was appalling.

The two protective guardians were also unbelievable, one mastering a domain, the other had stored a bucket of filth and poison, now all unleashed in a single breath, he didn't dare to touch it lightly.

Holding Yu Ziqing in one hand, he shook the other, and a Jade Mirror appeared out of thin air.

The Jade Mirror grew larger in the wind, becoming a huge circular mirror taller than a person, reflecting the outside scene.

Holding Yu Ziqing, he stepped out, exiting the Despair Abyss to evade the overwhelming tide.

By the time Cece and Wu Shuangge chased out of the Despair Abyss, the person had already vanished without a trace.

Wu Shuangge's eyes were filled with rage, nearly transforming his visage into a hungry ghost, but at the next moment, Cece placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't rush, first deal with the filth and toxins here."

"Believe me."

As he spoke, a wooden bowl appeared in Cece's hand, filled with sweet rain.

"This is what Young Master asked me to guard previously."

Wu Shuangge gasped for breath, stared at Cece for two breaths, then reached out, causing the fragments in the air to gather in his arms, transforming back into a toilet bucket.

The filth and poison, like tidal waves, all reversed and re-entered the toilet bucket.

"Gege, don't act rashly, trust me, trust the Young Master."

Cece suppressed her anger without losing her sanity; she recalled some words Yu Ziqing said to her earlier, words that seemed absurd at the time.

However, Yu Ziqing also mentioned, it wasn't that he wanted to be a riddler, but some things couldn't be explained outright in advance, to prevent issues from arising; otherwise, the trouble would be massive.

"If anything happens, Gege can lose his mind, but you absolutely must not, or it will be very troublesome."

"I'm fishing right now, you understand fishing, right? It's about setting bait and waiting for the big fish to bite."

"You know, the person most unwilling to let me die right now in this world is the White Sun Holy Mother, more so than even your own wishes."

"Don't doubt it, I believe you're willing to die for me, but you only have one chance. Do you believe now that the White Sun Holy Mother would rather die ten times than let me die?"

"The wooden bowl is for you to keep for now, but for any occurrence, it should only be used for extracting sweet rain."

"If one day you wake up and find I'm not in the room, just figure out where I've gone."

...

This time, as soon as they stepped out, Yu Ziqing had told her a lot.

She kept it all in mind, although much of it seemed like his occasional nonsense.

Yet today, she suddenly realized.

Yu Ziqing was indeed fishing, not telling them, not clarifying, because Yu Ziqing himself was the bait.

She also realized that it was the noise that alerted them to the commotion.

Since the Young Master could create such a commotion and make a counterattack, as a Fourth-tier Body Cultivator with the Yin God Realm, there was no reason to be knocked out and captured so quickly.

Moreover, she knew, since the Young Master had the chance to counterattack, there would definitely be a chance to escape using the Void Escape Scroll.

"Gege, close the shop, we're going to chase them, track where the Young Master was taken."

"Remember to follow whatever I say, don't forget what the Young Master instructed you before."

Wu Shuangge, holding the toilet bucket, his eyes turned red, nearly transforming into his hungry ghost true form.

Hearing Cece's words, he nodded heavily.

...

Above the clouds, a Flying Boat sped forth, Yu Ziqing slowly opened his eyes.

He examined his body, the scapula had been pierced, his hands were cuffed, feet chained, dragging two iron balls sealed with talismans to prevent his escape.

A faint aching in his head indicated a Soul Suppressing Nail had been driven in, to keep his yin god from fleeing.

His power was entirely restrained.

The Black Robed Man with the metal mask sat across from him.

"Do we have a grudge?" Yu Ziqing asked.

The Black Robed Man ignored him.

"Judging by your appearance, it seems we hold no grudges. Why capture me if we have none?"

"For a Seventh Tier Great Cultivator, someone with repute wherever you go, why choose to act like a dog?"

"Do you consider it an honor to be a dog?"

The Black Robed Man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, couldn't resist any longer, opened his eyes, and barked a low command,

"Shut up."

As soon as he spoke, a Yellow Talisman flew out, sealing Yu Ziqing's mouth.

With silence restored, the Black Robed Man continued to meditate.

Yu Ziqing also closed his eyes, now a hundred percent certain.

Whoever this person was, he wasn't a subordinate of the White Sun Holy Mother.

Typically, he must be someone of status; otherwise, he wouldn't show anger.

But similarly, regardless of whose man he was, he would be delivering him to the White Sun Holy Mother.

Although he had shown anger, he only applied a Silence Talisman, not even resorting to a physical outburst in frustration.

Because the one who cared most about him in this world was likely only the White Sun Holy Mother.

With his speech taken away, Yu Ziqing could no longer test the waters.

The Flying Boat moved swiftly, albeit unstably, trembling intensely, evidently operating under overload. After this trip, the core of the boat would likely be spent.

In just three two-hour periods, the Flying Boat landed.

The Black Robed Man carried Yu Ziqing out, where another Flying Boat was already waiting.

Liu Xin stood there with a smile, which widened upon seeing Yu Ziqing.

The Black Robed Man tossed Yu Ziqing over, and Liu Xin reciprocated with a Storage Bag.

The Black Robed Man checked it and nodded before leaving without a word.

Liu Xin didn't mind, taking Yu Ziqing aboard the Flying Boat, which then soared into the sky.

Inside the Flying Boat, there were many people; sounds of music and laughter filled the air. At the front of the boat hung a flag unfamiliar to Yu Ziqing; judging by its design, it likely belonged to some noble family from Dazhen.

Liu Xin, holding Yu Ziqing, didn't enter the cabin but instead proceeded to the aft, leading to the lowest deck of the Flying Boat.

Upon arrival, it was brightly lit, and the distant rumble of the Flying Boat's core could be heard.

Liu Xin supported Yu Ziqing onto a chair and thoughtfully applied a Mountain Talisman to the iron ball attached to his foot chain.

"Forgive me, Young Master Qing, for using such means to invite you; truly, our Holy Mother misses you so, losing her appetite and sleep."

Yu Ziqing snickered.

"Oh no, I forgot about this; forgive me, forgive me." Liu Xin removed the Silence Talisman, then poured a cup of hot tea.

"I hear Young Master Qing practices the Hungry Ghost Dao in a human body. May I boldly ask if Young Master Qing has a cultivation technique?"

"If I said no, would you believe it?"

"I wouldn't." Liu Xin shook his head without hesitation.

"If I said I merely starved to death once, and thus could cultivate in the Hungry Ghost Dao with a human body, would you believe it?"

"I wouldn't."

"You see, even if I speak the truth, you wouldn't believe it. Would you dare believe if I recited a documented Dharma Method for you?"

"..."

Liu Xin thought for a while, then shook his head.

Hungry ghosts were a new phenomenon, thus their Dharma Method must differ greatly from others, without any point of reference. Even if it were genuine, he wouldn't dare trust it.

"Forget it, I hear Young Master Qing likes to drink hot tea, so I've specially prepared hot water. Pardon my offense; our journey will take several days, so we can only inconvenience Young Master Qing here."

"It's no inconvenience; with the High Priest of the White Sun Evil Cult accompanying me, what grievance could I have?"