I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

But once the chairman asks further questions, it's tantamount to telling the other party: We are very interested in the dock, but we lack information about it.

This will put our side at a disadvantage in subsequent games.

Just as the chairman was pondering how to subtly extract more information, Zhang Yangqing, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up.

Instead of asking the dock directly, he changed his approach, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of control: "What is your purpose in coming here? Didn't you just say you wanted to exchange intelligence? We know some things too."

This seemingly casual remark instantly regained the initiative.

This approach subtly acknowledges the other party's "exchange" proposal, implying that we also have what you want, while avoiding directly revealing our own needs and instead allowing the other party to propose the terms of the transaction.

The woman with peach blossom eyes thought to herself, "Impressive!" This man with purple eyes was indeed not easy to deal with.

Her face immediately displayed just the right amount of helplessness and sincerity as she said, "Brother, you are wise. As you can see, I am not very old, and although I am far inferior to you two in terms of cultivation level, I am still considered a prodigy in our small world."
Unfortunately, the cultivation technique I practice is called the "Blood Burning Technique." There's no other way; I have too many enemies, and I have to resort to this for self-preservation. Although the progress is rapid and the power is considerable, it comes at the cost of burning my own lifespan.
"Now that my lifespan is nearing its end, if I cannot find a way to prolong it, I fear I will soon perish. I heard that there are miraculous fruits in the Immortal Mountain that can increase lifespan, which is why I risked everything to venture into this place."

Every word she uttered seemed to suggest that her purpose in doing all this was simply to protect herself.

Subconsciously, she instilled in Zhang Yangqing and the chairman that she was not in danger.

This is the brilliance of her rhetoric all along.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes paused, a perfectly measured hint of bitterness and grievance appearing on her face: "To be honest, I've been in this Undying Mountain for seven months now. During this time, I've encountered many other outsiders, most of whom harbor ulterior motives."

I told you I never intentionally killed anyone, and you two might not believe me, but I was truly only hiding in that village to protect myself. I was hoping to meet some kind-hearted people I could team up with, look after each other, and increase my chances of survival.

The chairman snorted coldly, his tone still icy: "Seven months? Such a long time, and not a single player you feel comfortable assembling? Or did you 'protect' yourself and eliminate all those potential teammates?"

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes widened her captivating eyes as if she had been greatly wronged, and said urgently, "That's not how it is! Brother, you've misunderstood! I have tried to team up with others, but everyone was wary of each other and no one told the truth."

Either the team will soon break up due to suspicion and disputes over profit sharing, or the other party will harbor ill intentions towards me! I admit, if I sense that the other party has any intentions against me, I will never sit idly by! But I swear, I'm telling the truth; I genuinely want to find someone to cooperate with and find a way to survive!

Her words were sincere, her eyes were clear, and her tone was passionate; there was almost no trace of acting.

But Zhang Yangqing and the chairman both understood that in such a place, the more sincere someone seemed, the more vigilant they needed to be.

She may not have lied entirely, but the definition of "self-preservation" can be very broad, and "perceiving ill intent" can be very subjective.

However, one thing is certain: she stayed in this place for seven months and knew some information about the dock and the "ship," so she was indeed of considerable value.

At the very least, the intelligence she gathered in those seven months was definitely better than what Zhang Yangqing and the chairman had just acquired.

Actually, the woman with the peach blossom eyes guessed wrong. These two didn't just arrive a few days ago; they only arrived a few hours ago.

But their demeanor certainly didn't seem like that of newcomers.

Because those outsiders either rashly inquired about information or looked around furtively.

The chairman glanced at Zhang Yangqing, his eyes asking for the next step.

Zhang Yangqing nodded almost imperceptibly. The chairman understood, and the murderous aura around him lessened somewhat, but his tone remained cold: "In that case, I'll also tell you about my experiences. Didn't you want to exchange information? We can't just listen to you."

He intends to engage in a heart-to-heart exchange on an informational level, though the content has been carefully crafted.

He began to speak, his tone carrying the arrogance and reminiscence of a strong man, roughly seven parts truth and three parts falsehood:
"From a young age, I was exceptionally gifted, far surpassing my peers. In my youth, I was fortunate to follow a great master who was both a father and a teacher to me. In the early stages of my cultivation, I relied entirely on his meticulous guidance, which led me to witness the myriad phenomena of the heavens and laid an unparalleled foundation for my cultivation."

By the time I was able to stand on my own, you had already become one of the supreme rulers in my world. I have been following you ever since, handling all sorts of affairs for you, and have seen quite a few storms along the way.

His words revealed a sense of confidence stemming from having a strong backing and composure honed through experience.

To put it bluntly, the chairman is just showing off.

"Until later, the adult passed away for some reason."

The chairman's tone took on a somber and nostalgic tone at the opportune moment.

"His lifelong wish was to explore the mystery of immortality. I inherited his will and investigated in many ways. I finally learned that there might be a divine tree fruit in this Immortal Mountain that could increase people's lifespan. That's why I came here, determined to fulfill the unfinished wish of the old man."

His experience was partly due to his genuine strength and extensive knowledge.

The fake part is that his origins and purpose have been completely altered, making it sound more like a story of a loyal servant embarking on an adventure to fulfill his master's last wish.

It perfectly matches his identity and arrogance as the chairman of Malek Company, without any flaws.

Moreover, the most ingenious part of this argument is that he doesn't consider seeking immortality a 'necessity'; whether he seeks it or not is optional, and there's nothing you can do about it.

After recounting his "experience," the chairman turned his gaze to Zhang Yangqing, the meaning clear: it's your turn.

He was also very curious about the past of this mysterious and unpredictable guy with unfathomable strength.

Even the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes couldn't help but cast her curious gaze at Zhang Yangqing, wanting to know what kind of story this man, whom she found most unfathomable, would tell.

Zhang Yangqing didn't actually intend to say anything, but looking at their eyes, it seemed as if he would be out of place if he didn't speak up.

Outside the big screen, countless viewers were curious about what Zhang Tianshi would say—whether he would tell the truth or say something half-truth.

In fact, they were also looking forward to Zhang Yangqing sharing his experiences.

Only one person covered his forehead, because he knew what Zhang Yangqing was about to say.

What Zhang Yangqing said next was something the chairman and the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes would never forget for the rest of their lives.

The chairman even regretted asking Zhang Yangqing in the first place.

(End of this chapter)