Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1602 - 430: Don’t Even Think About Skipping Class—Nuclear-Level Presence

The Great Fierce Ghost vanished entirely, from power to ghostly body, and even self-awareness—all obliterated in the golden light.Yu Ziqing sensed something peculiar, not that the power of the sword strike was extraordinarily strong, but because its lethality was quite ordinary.

Indeed, it had a significant destructive force against Fierce Ghosts, but it couldn't achieve such complete annihilation in one strike.

As a Sword Holder, Yu Ziqing was acutely aware that this was because the Fierce Ghost had voluntarily opened its arms, willingly offering its neck to the blade.

The Fierce Ghost used everything it had to meet the blade head-on, with a satisfied smile on its face as if all its desires had been fulfilled, eagerly embracing the blade.

Allowing the golden light to gradually erase its entirety, until completely obliterated, without leaving a trace.

This is what Yu Ziqing found particularly eerie about this sacred golden light.

Yu Ziqing retracted his power and carefully sensed that the sacred golden light, though bright, was not dazzling, seemingly without any sharpness, and felt gentle and warm. Under its illumination, everything became transparent, leaving no shadows at all.

Yu Ziqing could sense that the Flying Eagle with golden and silver wings in his body, along with the Red Ape, had curled up into a ball under the golden light, apparently very resistant to this power.

However, the golden light was extremely accommodating, and since Yu Ziqing was controlling it, no direct conflict arose.

Under the golden light, his Yang God felt like it was basking in the warmth of spring sunshine, feeling very comfortable.

Yet his Yang God was a hungry ghost, and by nature, it didn't fear the brilliance of the Great Sun, though it didn't particularly like this kind of light.

This preference was innate, as hungry ghosts preferred cold environments and enjoyed basking in the cool moonlight.

This time, there was no Dharma Method; it could only be comprehended and sensed.

This was one of the rare occasions in recent years where he drew his sword directly, without any prerequisites.

Originally, it was just an experiment; knowing its True Name, he could use the connection with the Fierce Ghost Little Black to directly draw the sword against a Great Fierce Ghost.

No prerequisites were added, fearing they might interfere with the experimental results.

Moreover, he wanted to know what kind of power would be obtained by directly triggering the determination.

The results were a bit unexpected.

The Fierce Ghost Little Black in his arms was still struggling, with anticipation in its eyes, as if trying to break free.

Yu Ziqing restrained the Fierce Ghost Little Black, slowly retracting the power. As the golden light faded, after a dozen breaths, the Fierce Ghost Little Black seemed to awaken from a dream, gradually calming down, with a trace of disappointment in its eyes.

"What did you see? What did you feel?"

The Fierce Ghost Little Black pursed its lips, hesitating to speak.

"Speak properly, it's important."

The Fierce Ghost Little Black thought for a moment, then spoke softly.

"I saw a sacred world filled with golden light. As long as I embraced the golden light and entered that world, I wouldn't have to be a Fierce Ghost anymore. Moreover, I wouldn't have to go to school or do homework..."

The Fierce Ghost Little Black spoke the truth, its voice growing softer until it dared not continue.

Yu Ziqing was slightly startled, then reached out a hand to ruffle the Fierce Ghost Little Black's head.

He almost forgot that, generally speaking, hardly any Fierce Ghosts wanted to be Fierce Ghosts.

After all, those who turned into Fierce Ghosts usually had tragic experiences during their lifetime, and only after death, with unresolved resentment, would they transform into Fierce Ghosts.

The Fierce Ghost Little Black bore the name of a Fierce Ghost, and even though it had its own consciousness, it was still somewhat influenced. Many of its thoughts, behaviors, and temperament leaned towards that of a Fierce Ghost.

Just like a naughty ghost that needs proper education, and when it's time to be strict, one shouldn't hold back.

Yu Ziqing smiled gently, his tone becoming a bit softer.

"It's all fake, precisely because it's too perfect. What you desire is fake.

Remember, if you ever encounter something that perfectly aligns with what you think and want,

it is definitely fake and meant to deceive you.

If anyone tries to deceive you with such a world, remember to give them a good thrashing."

The Fierce Ghost Little Black nodded, still somewhat reluctant, knowing it was fake but unable to stop thinking about it.

Yu Ziqing nodded with satisfaction, patting the Fierce Ghost Little Black's head.

"Do you know why?"

"I don't know..." The Fierce Ghost Little Black shook its head.

"Because a world where there's no school and no homework doesn't exist.

At the very least, I would never allow such a world to exist.

So, hurry back to class, and remember to apologize to the teacher first, then explain yourself.

Skipping class is wrong, even if I came to find you, skipping class is still wrong."

Yu Ziqing took out pen and paper, personally writing a letter to the schoolteacher, expressing his apologies and stating that he couldn't come in person and explain in time.

The Fierce Ghost Little Black looked at the letter, the light in its eyes dimming.

It wouldn't be able to use the same reason to skip class in the future.

All the Little Blacks wouldn't be able to use this reason to skip class.

Originally, it thought that after returning, a simple excuse would suffice, and those teachers, instructors, and the Mountain Master wouldn't possibly question them in person.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ziqing had blocked the way right from the start.

If it dared to use such an excuse to skip class again, and then couldn't produce a letter personally written by Yu Ziqing, it would be in for punishment.

Yu Ziqing looked at the disheartened Fierce Ghost Little Black, smiling even more happily.

He had been beaten and endured hardships himself, so he understood the little schemes in these little ones' hearts.

He blocked the path first, tearing up the umbrella before it even rained.

Thinking about skipping school? Not a chance.

He shook the newly written letter and sealed it in an envelope.