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

The grotesque man with a face full of scars glanced at the grotesque man with yellow hair's ferocious face and the aura emanating from him that was stronger than his own. He gulped down the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"No, it's alright, please check, please check as much as you like."

The blond-haired man pushed open the door strangely, glanced inside as if to impress Zhang Yangqing, then waved his hand and said, "Alright, no wife cakes, next one!"

And so the two of them went from door to door, knocking on each one.

Some doors wouldn't be opened at all, so the blond guy would knock on them furiously until he was sure no one was inside.

Some doors opened, and the eerie creature inside looked impatient, so the blond-haired eerie creature snapped back.

Occasionally, when they encounter a tough opponent who wants to fight, the blond guy will strangely release his aura, scaring them into retreating.

Those who were furious dared not speak out and could only watch helplessly as this lunatic ransacked his room.

The whole afternoon, several hours, dozens of doors, each door was fussed over for a while.

Huang Mao's initial excitement had turned into exhaustion.

He leaned against the wall, panting heavily, his face looking as if all his strength had been drained away.

"Brother, this fifth floor is huge! How many rooms does it have?!"

Zhang Yangqing looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "What? Tired?"

"A little," the blond-haired man said with a strange, dejected look.

Zhang Yangqing patted him on the shoulder, his tone tinged with mockery: "Is your so-called sincerity, your so-called love, just empty talk?"

The blond-haired guy paused for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight as if he'd been injected with adrenaline: "Not tired! Not at all! Big brother, keep going!"

He took a deep breath, strode toward the next door, and knocked.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Open the door! The wife cake is missing! Cooperate with the inspection!"

Zhang Yangqing followed behind, his smile deepening.

This blond guy, though a bit narcissistic and sleazy, has a certain kind of persistence that's quite interesting.

They knocked on more than a dozen doors.

The blond-haired guy was so tired that his legs were weak, but he gritted his teeth and persevered without calling for a stop.

He walked to the door of room 592, called out the question, and a muffled female voice came from inside, wary, without opening the door: "Who are you?"

The sound was very soft, as if it were coming through a thick layer of cotton.

But the blond guy's eerie eyes lit up instantly!

He sprang to his feet as if struck by lightning, gesturing wildly and frantically to Zhang Yangqing: "Big Brother! It's her! It's her! It's her!"
His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. It wasn't because he couldn't speak, but because he was too excited, so excited that he lost his voice.

Then he became nervous again, his face full of unease.

He stood at the door, at a loss, not knowing what to say or do.

He even took a step back, giving Zhang Yangqing his place, his eyes full of pleading, as if to say: Brother, what should I do if she won't open the door? Will she refuse to see me?
Zhang Yangqing waved his hand, signaling him to step back.

Then he stepped forward, stood in front of the door, and said calmly, "Do you know why there's no wife in a wife cake?"

Silence fell inside the door.

The blond-haired man stood strangely behind him, looking completely bewildered.

Why is there no wife in wife cake? What kind of secret code is this?
What he didn't know was that this was a "story" that Zhang Yangqing had told the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes when they were at the Undying Mountain.

Others might not know, but any beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes would definitely be interested in this topic.

Sure enough, not long after, light footsteps came from inside the door.

Then, the door opened.

In that instant, the dim lights in the corridor seemed to brighten a bit.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes stood at the door, completely different from when she was at the Undying Mountain.

At that time, she was delicate and pitiful, like a flower that needed protection.

At this moment, her eyes were sharp, and she exuded an aura that was not to be trifled with.

She wore a close-fitting dark robe, her long hair casually tied back, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face.

Those peach blossom eyes were still captivating.

But at this moment, there was no allure in those eyes, only wariness and doubt.

She looked at the two people outside the door, her gaze sweeping over the strange-looking blond man before settling on Zhang Yangqing: "Who are you? How do you know this?" Clearly, she had never seen Zhang Yangqing like this before.

Zhang Yangqing looked at her and thought to himself: It really is you.

He casually remarked, "What, after our parting at Immortal Mountain, you don't recognize me anymore?"

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes suddenly stiffened.

She stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yangqing's face, at his eyes, and at his calm and composed demeanor.

That look, that aura—it's definitely that big shot.

The wariness on her face vanished instantly, replaced by unbelievable surprise and excitement: her voice trembled as she exclaimed, "Big brother, it's you?! What are you doing here?!"

Zhang Yangqing smiled and said, "It's a long story. Let's find somewhere else to talk."

The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes stepped aside without hesitation and gestured for him to come in: "Please come in."

Zhang Yangqing stepped inside.

The blond-haired man took a strange deep breath, straightened his hair and clothes, forced out what he thought was his most handsome smile, and was about to follow him inside.

"boom!"

The door slammed shut in front of him.

The blond-haired man stood frozen in place, his smile still lingering on his face.

His nose almost hit the door.

He stood blankly at the door, his mind a complete blank.

What's going on? Why won't they let me in?
Does she know her older brother?

He raised his hand and slapped himself.

"Snapped!"

pain.

It's not a dream.

He's an idiot; he forgot one thing.

My older brother can draw her portrait, how could he not recognize her?

He leaned against the wall, his mind a jumbled mess.

He was conflicted about his relationship with Zhang Yangqing and the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes, yet he kept comforting himself.

My older brother said he's not interested in her.

Moreover, the way they looked at each other just now didn't seem to have any romantic feelings.

He looked down at himself, then at the closed door, and suddenly felt a little inferior.

Am I just a toad trying to eat swan meat?
Inside the room, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes casually set up a soundproof barrier, a technique she had learned from Zhang Yangqing.

She looked at Zhang Yangqing, her eyes full of curiosity and doubt: "Big brother, what's going on?"

Zhang Yangqing sat down in the chair, speaking casually: "This is just an avatar of mine in the myriad worlds. Does the fruit of the Immortal Tree have any side effects?"

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Yangqing revealed this information one by one: the matter of the Undying Mountain, the matter of the Undying Tree fruit, and some details that only the two of them knew.

He wanted to dispel the doubts of the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes, because these were things that others did not know, nor could they possibly know.

After hearing this, the last trace of wariness in the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes disappeared.

She answered truthfully: "Yes, for example, I sometimes lose control of some of my powers, but the benefits are great, my physique has changed, and my lifespan has increased a lot."

Then he asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Yangqing nodded and, without wasting any words, explained his plan: "My ability to travel between dimensions is very random right now. I don't know which dimension I'll go to next time. It's already a coincidence that I'm here this time."

He paused, then continued, "But within the Undying Mountain, there is a race that possesses precise spatial control. I'm seeking you out to find a way to enter the Undying Mountain. If I can master this ability, it won't be impossible for me to travel through space at will."

He looked at the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes, his gaze calm: "Of course, this is dangerous. You can choose to refuse; I won't force you."

This time, Zhang Yangqing was quite sincere. If the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes didn't cooperate, he would indeed have a hard time dealing with her.

But he believed she wouldn't refuse. (End of Chapter)