Free Web NovelChapter 1813: Chapter 492: This Deep Sea Strange Is Really Strong (5k)_2
A few outsiders who know Yu Ziqing’s identity absolutely won’t disclose it, as that would unnecessarily offend people.
Just like Emperor Li, who recognized him through the national fortune and didn’t say anything but quietly adjusted the strategy in practice.
On the surface, nothing has particularly changed between Dadui, yet on another front, cooperation with Jinlan Mountain is being immensely strengthened under various people’s names.
If others found out about this, they would no longer have the chance to take advantage.
Obtaining a bit more information than others allows one to be one step ahead and then lead progressively.
These temporarily have nothing to do with Yu Ziqing; he now feels like a protagonist at a wedding ceremony, nominally the main character but actually just a tool, with everything having little to do with him.
He only needs to remember that complicated process and follow the procedure.
Lately, he wants to tour the Mist Sea but doesn’t dare to drink Drunken Life and Dream Death, fearing he might lose several years and delay time.
On the day the grand ceremony begins, Jiachen City is crowded, bustling everywhere.
Above the sky, strands of divine light float, with personnel inspecting the city thoroughly, ensuring no disruptions occur today.
Outside Jiachen City, within a thousand miles, the land has been plowed thrice like by a Riddler, to eliminate hidden dangers.
Even if there are no threats, certainly there should be no incidents to ruin the view.
The four main gates of the city are all open wide, welcoming guests from all directions and subjects from other places in Dadui.
A high platform for the ceremony is already set up in the north of the city.
As the Great Sun ascends, mist disperses from the sky, clouds gradually retreat under various forces’ influence, leaving only a patch of white cloud floating in the south.
Representatives from all sides are already present, just waiting for the ceremony to begin.
At the same time, the Black Ship Saint has reached the deep sea.
They navigate the Black Ship beneath the sea surface, calling upon the Strange occupying this territory.
Yet their calls and rituals receive no response, the deep sea is silent as death, with nothing but seawater.
By now, the East Sea has long connected with the deep sea, but even the swimming fish are absent here.
Living beings instinctively resist and stay away from this undeveloped domain.
The Black Ship High Priest stands on deck, behind the altar, incense smoke floating away, scattering aimlessly.
Even with pure money-spending rituals like in the past, no Strange comes to accept them.
The Black Ship High Priest finds it odd, pauses briefly, and continues steering the Black Ship toward the deeper parts of the sea.
The calls and rituals on the altar continue, taking them into territories never ventured before, surrounded by silent stillness with no perceivable Strange aura.
The Black Ship High Priest keeps adding offerings to the altar and even slices off a piece of his own skin to place upon it.
When he solemnly produces a crystal and places it on the altar, within less than half-incense burning time, directionless incense fire seems to find a path.
A Strange comes to accept the offerings, consuming the incense fire.
This is just the beginning; by past experience, this reflects a Strange intending to receive offerings free of charge, not necessarily agreeing to a pact.
Formal negotiations only begin once the Strange finishes enjoying the incense fire.
The Black Ship High Priest is not hurried; with his deep understanding from wandering the deep sea on connecting with these Stranges.
Once the Strange finishes consuming the incense fire, the Deep Sea High Priest directly voices his requests.
The Deep Sea Strange readily agrees.
If a connection is established next, upon presenting offerings, the Black Ship Saint will start worshiping this Strange.
This follows standard procedure.
This time, the Black Ship High Priest brings out a blank memorial tablet, placing it on the altar.
After commencing worship towards the blank tablet, the Strange fails to enter and leaves no fundamental link.
The Black Ship High Priest appears solemn, extending a hand distantly outside the Black Ship.
In an instant, the Black Ship High Priest’s body radiates blood light, an eerie aura manifesting.
Behind the Black Ship High Priest, all the Black Ship Saints now don black robes, with solemn and icy expressions, chanting spells in low voices.
The blood light emitting an eerie aura spreads, wrapping the Little Strange, promptly establishing a connection.
An odd force pulls the Little Strange toward the blank tablet.
The Little Strange senses trouble and wishes to struggle and escape.
Yet it consumed the incense fire; previously the Black Ship High Priest wouldn’t mind, free charge is free charge.
Currently, having agreed, it’s bound by rules, leaving no room to flee.
The more it runs, the faster it races into the blank tablet.
Amid Black Ship’s twisted shadows, rushing into the tablet, the Black Ship High Priest promptly covers it with a black cloth.
He shakes his head regretfully.
"Such divine prowess offers no chance for us to break through to Tenth Tier.
It’s truly a pity, not suitable at all for you.
However, since it has been worshiped, let’s proceed with the worship together."
The Black Ship High Priest never intended to release this one, genuinely planning to worship it as an additional leverage object.
Having shed side effects, undergone prolonged cultivation, bearing tattoos as a backup trump.
