Light flowed around the cabin, and Zhang Yu returned from Zhu Zonghu's flying boat.
He had just given a solution that was easier to operate, but had a high price. Zhu Zonghu, however, acted as if he had received a treasure. He obviously did not care about the price.
After expressing his gratitude, he could not wait to go back and try it out. Before he left, he did not forget to promise that if Zhang Yu's solution was really useful, then he would definitely reward him greatly.
Zhang Yu pondered for a moment. From Zhu Zonghu's actions, the power struggle among the upper echelons of the Hao Clan was getting more and more intense.
In the past half year, he had been trying to find the location of the "upper self" through the channels of the "Institute of Maintenance". At the same time, he also learned a lot of things that he did not know before.
For example, five years before he came, the current Hao Emperor was suspected to have failed in his pursuit of the upper echelons, and was sealed in the royal crystal room.
Because there were similar precedents in the past, it was originally thought that he would wake up in a short period of time. The power of the vacant period would be handed over to the elders as usual.
However, everyone was wrong. For some reason, this person did not wake up for a long time. There were rumors that the Hao Emperor had suffered irreversible damage, and as time passed, the hope of him coming out became slimmer and slimmer.
There was a problem here. Because the previous Hao Emperor also died mysteriously due to some problem, it was suspected that the current Hao Emperor was the culprit. However, this person had only been on the throne for three years. Not only did he not stabilize his power, he did not even have a designated successor. This caused the throne to be vacant for a long time.
This caused the descendants of the current Hao Emperor to secretly fight for the throne, and the previous Hao Emperor's son also seemed to be restless, wanting to make a comeback.
The Hao Clan was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface. In fact, a large-scale rebellion had already occurred in the southeast and northwest. The two sides had been fighting for more than two years, and there was no result until now. From this, one could faintly see the traces of various sects instigating discord. Their intention was none other than to cause the Hao Clan to fall into turmoil and internal friction.
The lower echelons were not stable, and the upper echelons also had their own thoughts. Because there was no successor for the throne, it seemed that the elders also had some ideas.
If one were to pay attention, they would discover that there had been unforeseen events happening to some of the members of the Imperial Clan recently. They were either imprisoned or mysteriously killed. It was clear that the struggle between the upper echelons had reached a point where only one of them could survive.
Zhu Zonghu, the elder who had been cursed, should have also been affected by this battle. Furthermore, his identity was very important.
This was actually caused by the way the Vast Race ruled.
The Hao Clan's early expansion was relatively fast, and their territory was too vast. Before them, there had never been such a powerful force on the Underground Continent, so there was never a precedent for them to learn from. Therefore, they handed over the territories they occupied to the powerful members of the Imperial Clan and the influential officials. After a long time, they formed a feudal system.
Now, every member of the imperial clan had their own military forces and their own thoughts. If it weren't for the common enemy of the cultivation sects, hundreds and thousands of local forces would have collapsed.
However, the various cultivation sects did not confront them head-on like before. Instead, they used their own advantages to instigate internal strife. Sometimes, they would even help some of the local forces of the Vast Race, attempting to disintegrate them from the inside. Because with the size of the Vast Race, once they stabilized, they were still not something that the various sects could contend against.
Last time, they were attacked by that red-clothed Daoist in the city, as well as the cultivators who cooperated with them and were released, could all have been triggered under the background of such a struggle.
There were many more examples like this. For example, half a year ago, an extremely powerful cultivation sect in the north suddenly expressed their willingness to pledge allegiance. There were no prior signs before this, so this matter was not as simple as imagined.
Through these, Zhang Yu saw a possibility. If he could support someone to ascend the throne from the inside and become a member of the upper echelons of the Vast Race, then from the way the Vast Race ruled, he would also be able to obtain a certain amount of authority.
He had no need for authority itself, but with authority, it would be beneficial for him to understand the secrets within the Vast Race. From there, he would know whether that "Upper Self" was actually in the Vast Race.
This was much easier than slowly inquiring from the outside and coming into conflict with the Vast Race. Under certain circumstances, he might even use the power of the Vast Race to deal with that "Upper Self".
If it was just him alone, it would be very difficult to achieve this. However, now that many of his fellow cultivators had arrived, with the help of these people, there was an extremely high possibility of success.
He thought for a moment. Half a year had passed since the first group of people arrived. Most of them had already gained a firm foothold in this world of Dao Transformation.
Meanwhile, the second group of people had arrived.
He raised his head to look at the sky. Xuntian Dao Zhang had transformed into a screen of light that only he could see. In an instant, it covered the sky. Flickering seals floated on it.
With a slight guidance of his will, over a thousand streaks of flowing light descended.
Most of the people who came last time did not have a high cultivation base. Only a few could reach the fourth chapter, such as Ban Lan. This time, he would slightly increase the number of cultivators who had reached the fourth chapter. As for the cultivators who originally had the cultivation base of Xuan Zun, this time, he would also invite one or two people to enter.
Beside a certain large river, Ban Lan was instructing the villagers to build a huge water-powered windmill. Now, there were already over a thousand families in this village. In just a few months, the population had increased tenfold.
However, he was still able to coordinate everything and make everything orderly. There was no chaos or trouble because of the increase in population.
This was also because he had made sufficient preparations.
During this period of time, he had recruited several fellow cultivators who admired him to help him. Moreover, he had selected a group of relatively intelligent people from the villagers to teach them knowledge of words and were in charge of handling various matters with him.
These people were also very active. Other than the rules he set were very reasonable, it was also because these people truly saw hope in their lives under his leadership. They were no longer in the precarious days of the past.
At this time, Ban Lan suddenly looked at the sky. When he saw the flowing light and the voice in Xuntian Dao Zhang, he realized that another group of fellow cultivators had arrived.
He immediately sent a voice transmission to He Li and a few other cultivators, saying, "Everyone, the second group of cultivators has arrived. You must try to recruit more cultivators."
Perhaps when they first arrived, they were still relatively scattered. However, after half a year, most of them knew how to work together. The more people there were, the greater the strength. If they did not act early to recruit more people, they would only be recruited by others.
At this moment, Zhu Zonghu was returning to Yang Capital in the Central Region. However, halfway through, a violent storm suddenly rose outside. Amidst the flashes of lightning, the hull of the ship was also flickering.
At this time, a flowing crystal door appeared on the side wall of the flying ship's main cabin. As the ripples on the door spread, a tall figure walked into the main cabin from inside.
This was a man with crystal clear eyes. Only his face was exposed. He was wearing a robe that covered his body. There was also a light blue spiritual light swaying around his body.
When Zhu Zonghu saw this person, he immediately stood up and greeted with a respectful expression, "Luan Shi."
Luan Shi did not speak, but his voice sounded in Zhu Zonghu's mind, "Have you found a way to cure the curse?"
Zhu Zonghu answered. He took out a scroll from his body and handed it over, saying, "Luan Shi, this is the method that Mister Tao provided. Wang Zhidao has already read it and said that there is no problem. He wants to ask Luan Shi to confirm it."
Luan Shi stood still. His eyes emitted a faint light. The scroll floated out from Zhu Zonghu's hand and unfolded in front of him. He read it once, muttered, and said, "This method …"
Zhu Zonghu asked nervously, "Luan Shi, is there a problem?"
Luan Shi said, "There is no problem with the method itself. It is very simple and should work. It is also very suitable for us. You must try to win over this person. Also, you can investigate his background."
The treatment method that Zhang Yu provided seemed very simple. That was to find the relatives of the person who had been cursed. The more the better. They would use the same bloodline to bear the curse power. As long as there were enough people, the threat of the curse would be minimized.
Although the curse itself still existed, its destructive power would not be as great.
The advantage was that if any of the relatives were the person who had placed the curse and had no choice but to share the curse power, then they would definitely try to reduce the power of the curse. If they were unwilling to do this, then they would be able to distinguish who was the problematic person.
Zhu Zonghu frowned and asked cautiously, "Luan Shi thinks that there is a problem with this Mister Tao's background?"
Luan Shi said lightly, "I am not sure of his background, but the method he used is too clean. It is so clean that I cannot see any background."
Zhang Yu's method was not something that was unique to any sect in the past. There was also no specific method of operation. It only provided an idea. It was impossible to see his background. But because of this, he felt that it was worthy of suspicion.
Zhu Zonghu replied, "Thank you for your reminder, Luan Shi."
Luan Shi glanced at him. "I will be waiting for you in Yang City. Be careful." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the crystal curtain. With a series of ripples, he left.
Zhu Zonghu returned to his seat. His fingers tapped on the armrest as if he were thinking about something.
Daoist Wang came up and asked, "Zonghu, do you need to investigate that Mister Tao again?"
Zhu Zonghu said, "Did you find out anything last time?"
Daoist Wang said, "No."
Zhu Zonghu said with a relaxed expression, "Then there is no need to investigate. No matter what his background is, isn't he able to bring us benefits now?"
He said indifferently, "Even if he is a cultivator from beyond the heavens, I can still use him. At the very least, they want me to take the lives of my brothers and uncles. But, my brothers and uncles want to take my life. "
Daoist Wang thought about it. This was indeed the truth. At this stage, some cultivators from outside were actually more reliable than their own people.
Zhu Zonghu looked outside and said, "Hurry up. I hope this gift of mine can satisfy my granduncle."
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