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

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Several whooshing sounds rang out, and three Hidden Clan youths, dressed in similar styles to Yin Kui but in slightly lighter colors, and whose auras were around the mid-to-late stages of the Celestial Realm, appeared like cheetahs from behind nearby rocks and blocked their way.

Their eyes were sharp and wary, but when they saw Yin Kui's appearance, their faces immediately showed astonishment.

"Senior Brother Yin Kui?!"

"Senior brother! What's wrong with you?!"

"Who is this?"

The three rushed forward and were shocked to see Yin Kui's severely injured, weak, and disheveled appearance.

Senior Brother Yin Kui is one of the best among the younger generation of the clan. He is at the initial Saint Realm and has formidable strength. He can even challenge opponents of higher levels. How could he be injured like this?
Zhang Yangqing seemed to have an incredibly difficult time even lifting his eyelids. His lips moved a few times, but he only managed to utter a few unintelligible breaths, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak. His body swayed, and he almost collapsed, only being held up by the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes next to him.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes spoke up at the opportune moment, her face displaying just the right amount of fatigue, lingering fear, and urgency. She spoke quickly, saying, "My fellow disciples from the Hidden Clan! Lord Yin Kui was ambushed by an unknown force while returning from transporting goods! The enemy was numerous and used bizarre methods."
Lord Yin Kui fought desperately and was severely injured! I happened to be passing by and saw that Lord Yin Kui was badly injured, so I helped him back!

Her account was half true and half false. Yin Kui had indeed been attacked, and her emotions were convincing. Coupled with Yin Kui's current miserable state, it was hard not to believe her.

Upon hearing this, the three hidden disciples' expressions became even more solemn.

Senior Brother Yin Kui usually carries out very important missions, and being attacked is no small matter!

"Quick! Help Senior Brother Yin Kui to the 'Hundred Refinements Hall'! Notify the elder on duty!"

"Thank you for your help, young lady! Please come with us!"

"Be careful, be gentle!"

Without asking any further questions, the three stepped forward. Two carefully took the "Silver Kui," while one led the way, hurrying towards the Hundred Refinement Hall, the tallest building deep within the camp, carved from a single piece of black steel rock and exuding a rich medicinal fragrance and life energy.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes followed closely behind, secretly relieved. The first step, infiltrating the Hidden Clan's territory, was a success!

Next, it will be up to Zhang Yangqing to perform and cooperate, to gain a foothold in this behemoth of the Hidden Clan branch, and to gradually acquire what they need.

Zhang Yangqing was being weakly supported, but his eyes, hidden beneath his lowered eyelids, were quickly observing everything along the way.

On Blue Star, Longhu Mountain, where he was located, was already considered a blessed land with relatively abundant spiritual energy. However, Blue Star was ultimately in the Dharma-ending Age, and its spiritual energy was thin, like a stream that was about to dry up.

But here, it feels like being in a vast ocean of spiritual energy!
The air was filled not only with earth and metal energy, but also with a rich, almost tangible, and vibrant spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

He could be certain that this branch of the Hidden Clan was built on an extremely large and high-quality spiritual vein node!
Just being here, breathing in and out spiritual energy is equivalent to several days of arduous cultivation on Earth!
Not to mention the unique energy field formed by the combination of this place with the earth's veins and mountain terrain, which has an indescribable enhancement to tempering the physical body and comprehending the laws of power.

What he saw along the way made him secretly alarmed.

The weeds growing freely by the roadside have thick, jade-like leaves with a subtle, shimmering light flowing through their veins; the wildflowers blooming in the cracks of the rocks at the corners of the walls are vibrant and colorful, emitting a refreshing fragrance that invigorates the spirit.

These rudimentary spiritual plants, which would be fought over and carefully cultivated by cultivators on Earth, are as common as foxtail grass by the roadside here!
Further away, in those specially enclosed medicinal gardens and spirit fields protected by simple arrays, one can faintly see the rising glow of dawn and the fragrant aroma. What is planted there are probably ancient and incredibly effective natural treasures!

And the piles of ore materials beside the buildings, gleaming with various metallic luster, were clearly not ordinary. "No wonder the cultivators in this world are so powerful; their basic resources are on a completely different level," Zhang Yangqing thought to himself.

The cultivation environment here is practically like giving cultivators a cheat code.

Anyone with decent aptitude who cultivates here would likely achieve considerable success, let alone the Hidden Clan, a race inherently gifted with exceptional talent.

Keep in mind that this is only the boundary between the upper and lower realms. It's hard to imagine how abundant the spiritual energy in the upper realm must be.

Unfortunately, these things, though wonderful, cannot be taken with you.

During the observation period, he was helped by several junior brothers into the giant stone building called the Hundred Refinement Hall.

The interior space appears more spacious and taller than the exterior, yet the lighting is not dim.

The walls and dome are inlaid with countless strange crystals that emit a soft white light, illuminating the interior as bright as day.

The air was filled with a rich medicinal aroma and a gentle, soothing energy.

In the center of the hall sat an elderly man with white hair and beard, a simple and honest face, but not a hunched posture.

He wore a simple gray robe, his eyes were slightly closed, and his aura was as deep as the abyss. He was several times stronger and more solid than Yin Kui before, at least at the half-saint realm, or even higher!
Hearing the noise, the old man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were not cloudy, but clear and bright, as if they could see through people's hearts.

His gaze first fell on Yin Kui, who was being helped in, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The old man's voice was calm yet carried a hint of authority: "Yin Kui? What's wrong with you?"

The two disciples quickly helped "Yin Kui" to lie down on the stone bed prepared in front of the old man.

The old man stood up, took a few steps closer, and extended his withered but unusually steady fingers, gently placing them on Yin Kui's wrist. A wisp of pure and gentle energy probed into his body.

A moment later, the old man frowned even more deeply: "His breathing is disordered, his meridians are damaged in many places, and his qi and blood are severely depleted. Hmm? What is this black qi attached to the wounds and deep within the meridians?"

Zhang Yangqing was still too weak to speak, only his eyelids trembled slightly.

When he arrived, he anticipated that there would definitely be powerful people in the camp who would also notice the strange energy in his body. Rather than being discovered and making excuses, he might as well just 'reveal' it directly.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes immediately stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said with lingering fear, "Reporting to the Elder, Lord Yin Kui was attacked by unidentified and bizarre creatures while returning from transporting goods! Those creatures were extremely vicious and strange, and Lord Yin Kui fought desperately to repel them, but unfortunately, he was poisoned by their strange contamination and his injuries were very serious. I happened to be passing by, and that's how..."

She emphasized the keywords "creatures" and "pollution".

Sure enough, upon hearing the words "strange" and "polluted," the white-haired elder's expression visibly relaxed, and he even showed an "I see" look.

Clearly, in the Undying Mountain Realm, while the bizarre and the polluted are dangerous, they are not incomprehensible or unmanageable unknowns. They are part of the rules of this world, and the Hidden Clan has corresponding knowledge and means of dealing with them.

The elder withdrew his hand and nodded, seemingly relieved: "It's already remarkable that you survived the bizarre attack. This contamination is troublesome, but as long as it's removed promptly, it won't leave any major hidden dangers." (End of Chapter)