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

How to infiltrate the Hidden Clan?
This may be a key problem that troubles other outsiders.

The Hidden Clan, a race with thin blood ties, might be able to get away with things by disguising themselves and being cautious in the remote mountain villages and towns.

However, to enter its core area, one must find numerous powerful individuals with keen senses, whose strength levels generally far surpass those of ordinary outsiders.

Once their identity is discovered to be suspicious, their fate is almost predictable: they will be exposed instantly and then crushed.

But Zhang Yangqing is fundamentally different from other outsiders.

This time, when he entered the world of ghost stories, his "identity" was not that of a pure human chosen one, but rather that he was endowed with "weird" characteristics by some special rules, and he was an extremely special type.

He can rapidly improve his cultivation by devouring other creatures, including humans and monsters. More importantly, he can transform into the appearance of the devoured to a certain extent, and even simulate some of their aura and abilities!
This ability doesn't seem to be suppressed by the rules in the Undying Mountain Realm and remains effective!

This is his biggest potential trump card, and the source of his confidence to plan deeper actions.

Zhang Yangqing and the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes continued to crouch in their hidden spot and observe.

On the dock, the unloading work was proceeding in an orderly manner. The conflict between the scarred laborer and the crew-cut laborer seemed to have come to a temporary end, but the scarred laborer still managed to snatch the gray linen soft bag.

Meanwhile, the crew-cut laborer was assigned another, relatively ordinary-looking box by the foreman and was busy moving it, but judging from his clenched fists and tense back, this matter was clearly not over yet.

I reckon the crew-cut laborer wouldn't do it here, since he has many friends who are scarred laborers, and he'd likely get taken advantage of if he did it himself.

The seasoned veteran knows the rules. Since he's stealing work from the manager, it means it's within the 'rules' and the manager won't do anything about it.

At this point, Zhang Yangqing thought it was a wise move for the crew-cut laborer to choose to be tolerant. "Don't expect me and the chairman to help you, kid."

The logical solution is to leave this place and wait until the scarred laborer is alone. The crew-cut laborer will probably make a move then.

Just as Zhang Yangqing was plotting how to find a suitable "prey," the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes suddenly nudged his arm and whispered urgently, "Look over there! The one talking to the manager!"

Zhang Yangqing looked in the direction she pointed.

At the warehouse entrance, the usually lazy manager, who wore sunglasses, suddenly stood up, a fawning smile on his face, and bowed slightly as he spoke to a man who had just emerged from the mist.

The man was around thirty years old, dressed in a dark blue, tight-fitting outfit of exceptional quality, with subtle flowing patterns on the clothes, outlining images of mountains, rivers, and mythical beasts.

Embroidered on his chest was an ancient emblem, seemingly made of some kind of black metallic thread.

It was an abstract, clenched fist design, with vines and chains wrapped around it, full of a strange beauty that intertwined power and restraint.

This attire, in stark contrast to the rough linen clothes of the laborers and the ordinary cloth clothes of the foreman, exuded a sense of competence, power, and an unquestionable status.

The man was handsome, but his eyes held a coldness born of long-standing authority and a hint of weariness. Even without deliberately exuding an aura, the busy laborers around him instinctively avoided his area, and even the two menacing guards seemed to stand even straighter.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes spoke in a very low voice, tinged with nervousness and certainty: "It's him! That outfit is the standard uniform of the core disciples of the Hidden Clan! Only disciples who are given special training within the clan, have reached a certain level of strength, and hold important positions are qualified to wear it. I've seen people dressed similarly a few times around here, but none of them had his aura."

She paused, her tone becoming even more awe-inspiring: "It is said that the core disciples of the Hidden Clan are at least at the 'Celestial Realm,' which is the ceiling of power in my original world, a limit that countless cultivators could never reach in their entire lives."

"And this person before me, I estimate, his strength has at least reached the 'Initial Saint Realm'! In the Undying Mountain Realm, that's already enough to be a powerful figure capable of governing a region and handling important affairs!"

Upon hearing the name "Initial Saint Realm," Zhang Yangqing's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

This sounds a bit strange. It sounds like someone is being insulted.

But he didn't have time to complain about that; he was more concerned about the power structure of this world.

"How exactly are the realms in this world divided? What lies beyond the Initial Saint Realm?" Zhang Yangqing asked, his gaze still fixed on the core disciple of the Hidden Clan, like a hunter eyeing the fattest prey.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes quickly revealed all the information she knew: "According to my inquiries and observations, the strongest beings in this world should be the patriarchs of the three major clans, as well as a few reclusive old monsters. Their realm is collectively referred to as the 'Saint Realm,' but we don't know which level of 'Saint' they are; it's a realm that we simply cannot fathom."

"Below the 'Saint Realm' is the 'Semi-Saint Realm.' Those who can reach this realm are all renowned and powerful figures who command respect in their respective regions. They are often the masters of important cities or the elders in charge of a major power."

"Below the 'Semi-Saint Realm' is the 'Initial Saint Realm,' just like this core disciple of the Hidden Clan before us. Those who can reach the Initial Saint Realm are already considered the backbone of the clan, usually holding important positions, responsible for handling some tricky tasks, or guarding key areas. They have the power to mobilize some of the clan's resources, and their strength far exceeds that of ordinary cultivators and the supernatural."

When these realms were mentioned, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes revealed an undisguised fear and longing.

In her own world, she was already at the pinnacle, almost invincible. But after coming here and witnessing the strength of the people here, she realized what it meant to be outmatched and to be in a world beyond our own.

She had been "beaten" by the rules and powerful figures here, and knew the importance of respect.

However, Zhang Yangqing's reaction was completely different!
After listening to the description from the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes, especially when she heard that the "initial saint realm" was already considered a backbone force in the Undying Mountain Realm and that their strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, his eyes showed no fear, but instead flashed a trace of uncontrollable ecstasy and fervor!
The change in expression was so obvious that even the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes who had been observing the dock noticed it. Her heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition rose within her.

Meanwhile, outside the big screen, countless viewers familiar with Zhang Yangqing's style felt their scalps tingle and their hearts race!
Here it comes! Zhang Tianshi made this expression!

Holy crap! That familiar look! He's up to something! The big one is coming!

Every time Zhang Tianshi laughs like that, someone is about to have a really bad time!

Zhang Tianshi dares to mess with such a dangerous person? This is going to be interesting!

A stir ran through the audience, a mixture of tension and excitement. (End of Chapter)