Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1537 - 410: Booklist, Filter (5k)

Yang didn't understand, nor did he comprehend; he just looked at Yu Ziqing with disdain."Besides the rosy clouds Divine Skills, did you use Treasure Technique?

Don't think I don't know; you used Treasure Technique without any noticeable commotion."

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes, even more disdainfully glancing at Yang.

"I never borrowed the slightest bit of the Divine Dynasty's power, nor do I care to use Treasure Technique to deceive this little one.

It's you who, since you were young, probably never truly experienced the hardships of the human world.

Completely unable to understand why the little one is crying.

She wasn't scared; have you ever seen the little one cry before?"

Yang thought about it; previously, when they first saw the little Merfolk, she was clearly terrified enough to unleash her potential, both terrified and desperate, yet really showed no intention of crying at all.

Even later, she still wanted to stay in this cabin, staying with the herd here, feeling the safest when sleeping in the haystack.

"She's awakened the bloodline of the Ancient Demon and obtained the corresponding inheritance.

Even if she's completely powerless to organize it, or understand it.

But that vast information was imprinted deeply on her before she even remembered anything.

Telling her what living beings are like and what the world is like.

The High Priest just told me that she was born in the sea and should have never left the West Sea, which is right next to the deep sea.

In other words, when she opened her eyes, the world she saw, the living beings she saw, everything she saw.

From the beginning, it completely differed from the preconceived imprint of the inheritance.

You know a child, from the moment they start remembering, sees things completely differently from everyone around them.

Yet she knows what it should be like.

What kind of result would that lead to?"

Yang was stunned, not knowing what to say, as he had indeed never experienced such a thing.

"In a community life, she must have been marginalized, isolated.

When she grows up a bit, she'll fall deep into self-doubt.

She'll think that everyone says it's like this; her inheritance imprint also says it's like this.

Only what she sees is always different.

She'll start to think it's her problem, wondering if she's gone mad.

When the tribe is once again destroyed because of her presence.

On the run, this self-doubt deepens even more.

Don't think this is weakness; let me ask you, Yang.

If you were in her shoes, at what age did you first experience all of this?

Could you firmly believe everyone else is wrong, and only you are right?"

Yang couldn't say anything because, when he was a few years old, he had just begun Mengxue learning to read, still thinking that blowing up cow dung at New Year was interesting.

Or rather, even now, in essence, it hasn't changed.

Just replaced blowing up cow dung in open-crotch pants with blowing up bigger, harder things...

Yu Ziqing's expression was rarely very serious because he truly could understand that loneliness and self-doubt.

"I didn't brainwash her, nor do I want to exhaust myself by telling her.

What others see, and what she sees, are actually all real.

It's just a different perspective.

Because she won't be able to understand that, nor will she comprehend it.

Moreover, that's not what she needs.

What she needs is merely to see the same things others see.

So, I just beautified things a bit so she saw what everyone else could see.

That's all."

Yang was silent; now he understood.

This is a redemption that's unrelated to cultivation and irrelevant to the Classics.

If things developed along the original trajectory, with no guidance or support, this little Merfolk might inevitably walk down a dark path.

Just think about it, everything she sees in the world is distorted; she sees either twisted, bizarre creatures filled with malice or stronger, larger monsters from the deep sea.

Once she gains power, her natural reaction would be to fight back and kill these malicious creatures.

Upon reflection, disregarding specific events, and only looking at the similarity of paths, there indeed were quite a few people like this, none of whom met with good ends.

Pulling someone out from the twisted darkness, letting them see a bit of hope, a bit of light, is indeed more effective than any Dharma Method.

Previously, Yang really couldn't clearly understand what the little Merfolk saw.

However, after taking one look at Yu Ziqing and recalling past events, Yang suddenly understood.

If ever since childhood, everyone you saw looked like Yu Ziqing's dog-like appearance, it would be quite despairing.

And normal people, Yu Ziqing is the most abnormal in the world.

Yang looked at the sleeping little Merfolk, took out a small notebook, quickly wrote seven or eight pages, and handed it to Yu Ziqing.

"These are the contents; read through them all first. All specific requirements are noted. Once you've finished reading them, we'll talk again. I'm going to find Zhang."

Yang walked out with his hands behind his back.

Yu Ziqing glanced at the table of contents; it was one book per line, only seven or eight pages, much less than he expected.

But after a closer look, Yu Ziqing furrowed his brow.

"Yang, this Wei Jing Kao seems not to be a single book..."

"See for yourself, you've cultivated the Dayan Preface up to forty-two layers, how couldn't you understand it."

Yang casually tossed back a remark without looking back.

Yu Ziqing thought for a moment, continued reading, and when he saw the words Miracle Talisman, he suddenly understood.

This damn thing isn't a single book at all, but an entire series that could fill an entire bookshelf.