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

“Yes,” Zhang Yangqing explained. “The laborers carry the goods to the dock, and then what? Who do they hand the goods over to? How are they registered? How are they connected with the ships? Is there anyone on board to receive them? Are there any special inspection procedures when they receive the goods?”

Is the laborer's "payment" received on the spot after the move is completed, or is it settled afterward? Who pays it? These details are crucial for us to be "disguised as cargo" and transported away.

We need to know what steps the 'goods' will go through from leaving the warehouse to being loaded onto the target ship, who the 'people' will come into contact with the goods, and what 'rules' will be triggered.

You've lived here for seven months, so you're more familiar with the docks than either of us. You should have an advantage in observing these things.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes immediately understood Zhang Yangqing's intention: to thoroughly understand the entire process and loopholes in the "shipping" rules to ensure their "smuggling" plan would be foolproof.

She nodded solemnly: "Understood, I will observe carefully, paying particular attention to the details of the shipping process."

If the chairman were here right now and heard Zhang Yangqing's arrangements, he would probably be unable to resist complaining: Good heavens! You assigned me the task of observing the 'goods sorting and handling personnel,' and you assigned her the task of observing the 'shipping process.' So you've delegated the most tedious and patient-intensive basic intelligence gathering work to others? What are you going to do then?

Zhang Yangqing has his own plans.

After assigning two important basic observation tasks, he was to do something more crucial, and perhaps more dangerous: to unravel another vital mystery.

His thoughts returned to those core rules, especially the one that had always bothered him.

[Rule 5: Immortality has always been a deception; so-called immortality is merely becoming a part of 'it'.]

This rule seems ethereal and full of philosophical implications and warnings, but Zhang Yangqing absolutely does not believe that it is just a background setting or simply a scare tactic.

In the world of supernatural tales, behind every rule often lies a deadly trap or the key to breaking the deadlock.

According to Zhang Yangqing's understanding, since the rules clearly state that "immortality is a scam" and the essence of "not dying" is "becoming a part of 'it'", then this "it" is by no means an abstract concept!
It must be a specific existence, a specific state, or a terrifying mechanism in this world of ghost stories!

Only by figuring out exactly what "it" is beforehand can we think of countermeasures and make the right response when we actually face it.

We can't wait until danger looms, when life and death are hanging in the balance, to suddenly realize, "Oh! So this is what 'it' in the rules refers to!"

Then they frantically try to cope; if they survive, they live; if they don't, they die.

This passive, luck-based approach to passing the level is definitely not Zhang Yangqing's style.

He is accustomed to taking the initiative and identifying unknown risks as early as possible and developing contingency plans.

This "it" sounds abstract, but Zhang Yangqing believes there must be a breakthrough.

The rules directly link it to "longevity" and "immortality." Therefore, those races with long lifespans and their top experts in this world may know the secrets about "it" and may even have had direct or indirect contact with "it"!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yangqing directly asked the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes: "You've been here for quite a while. Do you know anything about the most powerful clans in this area? Especially those clans with a long history, profound heritage, and who may possess ancient secrets."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes replied almost without hesitation, "Of course I know. In this vast Undying Mountain region, although villages are scattered and strange things are everywhere, as far as I know, there are three main groups that can truly be called 'great clans,' occupy a region, and even the mountain patrol envoys and some terrifying beings have to give them some face."

She gathered her thoughts briefly and began to explain in detail, her tone carrying a hint of reverence for these ethnic groups:
“First, the Celestial Clan.” The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes lowered her voice, as if the name itself carried a certain weight.

According to her, the Celestials are said to be descendants of ancient gods left behind on earth, with a faint but real divine quality flowing in their blood.

Their people are born powerful and have extremely high talent for cultivation, often possessing the power of light, purification, order, or certain specific elemental laws.

The place they live in is called the 'Heavenly Realm' or the 'Land of Divine Descendants,' and it is difficult for ordinary people to approach.

The Celestial Race is arrogant and self-important, rarely interacting with the outside world. However, their ancient texts may contain the truth about the origin of this world, the secrets of the gods, and even the mysteries of immortality. "Second, the Hidden Race."

She went on to explain that, unlike the Celestial Clan's mystery and arrogance, the Hidden Clan was known for its extreme physical strength and unparalleled survival abilities.

Legend has it that their ancestors were bathed in divine blood or devoured some kind of wondrous object from heaven and earth, causing their descendants' bodies to undergo a mutation, becoming as sturdy as divine weapons and even able to withstand damage from many levels of rules.

They do not rely on elaborate magic, but believe in the most primal power and resilience.

Hidden people typically live in extremely harsh environments, dangerous places, secret realms, or deep within the earth's veins. They are mostly taciturn, but once they set their sights on a target, they are extremely difficult to shake off.

Incidentally, Zhang Yangqing's current 'birth point' is the area of ​​the Hidden Clan.

These laborers, woodcutters, and hunters are examples of people who do purely physical labor and are mostly members of the Hidden Tribe.

“Third, the Soul Clan.” When this clan was mentioned, a clear hint of apprehension flashed in the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes.

Because she felt that this was the most strange and dangerous of the three major clans.

The Soul Clan does not cultivate the physical body, but specializes in the power of the soul, spirit, and even the level of 'thought' and 'rules'.

They can manipulate ghosts, create illusions, invade minds, and even the top-tier Soul Clan powerhouses are rumored to be able to briefly distort local rules or imprint their own 'soul mark' deep into the true spirit of others, achieving near-eternal control.

Their methods of fighting the enemy are often invisible and intangible, making them impossible to defend against.

There are rumors that some ancient beings of the Soul Clan possessed souls powerful enough to contend with or even imprison the weakened will of gods.

Actually, there's another point here. The beauty with peach blossom eyes is just something I've heard about. That is, in the ancient times of the Soul Clan, they were known as the God-Slaying Clan.

This is the intelligence she collected in her spare time. It is a lot of information, and it is also very complicated. Its authenticity is unknown.

After listening to this, Zhang Yangqing seemed to understand something. Judging from the experience of the one-eyed white boy, his ancestors should be from the Soul Clan. Spatial abilities are not something that just anyone can awaken and possess.

This area belongs to the Hidden Clan, which is where they fled and hid from the Soul Clan's search.

Looking at the global landscape, the three major ethnic groups seem to have no conflicts, and each group is developing.

A slight smile appeared on Zhang Yangqing's lips. No conflict? Then can I create some conflict?

Because the world is developing steadily, Zhang Yangqing has no room to search for clues. If chaos breaks out, then the opportunity will come.

Another point to consider is the issue of scale.

Zhang Yangqing wasn't afraid of the world collapsing; he didn't care if it did. He just wanted to avoid getting burned.

Perhaps no one in this world ever dreamed that something "strange" would quietly begin to descend.

The moment Zhang Yangqing appeared in this world was the beginning of disaster!

(End of this chapter)