Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 99 If you can take action, don't waste words!
The dilapidated Zhangjia Stone Village was inconspicuous in the night. The stone houses were scattered haphazardly under the moonlight, and there was no light, so it was extremely quiet.

Duan De, who had been observing from the air for a long time, showed a slight change in expression and said in a low voice, "Who would have thought that such a small stone village would actually have a descendant of the Yuan Celestial Master?"

During the day, Qi Zhe told him that the whereabouts of the Yuantian Book were in this stone village, which he did not believe at first, but at night he overheard the villagers whispering.

He heard that there was a fifth-generation descendant of the Source Master in the village, known as Master Zhang Wu, whose methods of tracing the source were famous for thousands of miles around this oasis.

Even though the Source Book has been lost, the Zhang family still has some scattered inheritances left behind, but outsiders can hardly know about them.

The bandits and robbers in the desert were unaware of the legend of Master Yuan, and the small sects within a thousand miles were also unaware that there were extraordinary descendants here.

Therefore, the Zhang family has lived here for nearly 10,000 years without incident.

However, Zhangjia Village was still very prosperous a thousand years ago. At that time, the Yuantian Book had not been lost, and the Zhang family had not declined.

However, as Zhang Jiye took the Yuantian Book deep into Zishan, the extraordinary book was lost, and the Zhang family fell into decline.

Five hundred years ago, someone came to the sacred land of Yaochi to search for the descendants of the Source Celestial Master, but after hearing that the Source Celestial Book was lost, they lost contact with this place.

The Origin Book has now disappeared, but Qi Zhe and Duan De now want to retrieve it from Purple Mountain to see its profound mysteries.

“Retrieving the Source Book will be quite difficult!” Qi Zhe said to Duan De with a smile.

Qi Zhe's constant hints and guidance indeed aroused Duan De's great curiosity about the Source Book, making him eager to rush into Purple Mountain right now.

But he was ultimately a bit of a coward, constantly hesitating when facing Zishan.

“Even the Zhang family ancestors, carrying the Origin Heavenly Book, couldn’t get out of the Emperor’s Mausoleum. It must be extremely difficult!” Duan De said with a gloomy expression.

He was extremely interested in Zishan. He wanted to go in when he happened to pass by, but he hesitated to do so because he was afraid of the traps and dangers inside.

Having suffered a great loss at the Demon Emperor's Tomb, he was naturally very cautious now facing another great emperor's tomb and dared not try it lightly.

Qi Zhe smiled slightly upon seeing this. He knew Duan De's character well and understood that his current caution was only temporary and that he was destined to enter the Purple Mountain.

In fact, he was absolutely right. After learning the whereabouts of the Source Book, Duan De made up his mind to enter Zishan in less than three days.

He seems to have an obsession with digging; regardless of whether there is treasure or not, he just wants to do it. Now, he naturally can't suppress his instincts.

Several days later, in the early morning, Duan De and Qi Zhe stood atop Zishan Mountain, facing the rising sun and looking down at the nine great dragon mountain ranges on the earth.

Nine massive mountain ranges stretching across tens of thousands of miles, their peaks all facing Purple Mountain, subtly revealing a grand momentum.

"This mountain's terrain is truly a masterpiece of nature, with nine dragons guarding a single pearl. How astonishing it would be if it contained a celestial treasure!" Duan De exclaimed, his face filled with shock.

“It is indeed an extraordinary item, Master Duan, you are very fortunate!” Qi Zhe said with a smile, and then handed him the lid of the magic jar.

Standing atop Purple Mountain, Duan De was taken aback. He turned to look at the person who was somewhat astonished and asked in confusion, "What do you mean, kid? Didn't we agree that you would be the one to activate the lid?"

Qi Zhe simply shook his head and smiled, then said after a moment, "I won't accompany Master Duan this time. I'll wait for you outside to return with your spoils!"

Qi Zhe wasn't stupid. Purple Mountain was too dangerous. The old subordinates of the Undying Emperor had even forced Jiang Taixu to a standstill. He wouldn't take that risk.

But Duan De is different from him. He has an extraordinary background and countless ways to save his life, so he can escape even if he is in real danger.

Upon hearing this, Duan De's expression turned strange. He then stared at Qi Zhe, realizing that Qi Zhe must have felt it was too dangerous and didn't want to go in and use him as a weapon.

Taking the magic jar lid from Qi Zhe, Duan De gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I'll keep all the good fortune for myself, and you can only see the Source Book!"

After Duan De finished speaking, he flew towards the cave he had dug beforehand. His fat body, draped in a Taoist robe, disappeared into the cave at the foot of the mountain in a flash.

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Qi Zhe smiled upon seeing this, then left Zishan on his own, intending to head to Zhangjia Stone Village to examine the stone treasure left behind by Master Yuan. "Whoosh!"

The journey of more than ten miles passed in the blink of an eye. When Qi Zhe arrived at Zhangjiashi Village, he saw villagers going out to work in the early morning and people about to go out to collect resources.

Zhangjiazhai has a small population of only one or two hundred people, and there are actually cultivators in the village, although their cultivation level is not high, only at the Life Spring stage.

Qi Zhe's arrival startled the villagers. He was suspended in the air, enveloped in rainbow light, and dressed in white, he still looked somewhat like an immortal.

The only cultivator in Zhangjia Village is an outsider. Although he has lived here for many years, he often goes out to travel and happens to be away from the village now.

Facing Qi Zhe, who stood suspended in mid-air, the respected Elder Zhang from the village stepped forward and asked him with trembling hands:
"Shizhai is bitterly cold. May I ask what brings you, esteemed sir, to my humble abode?"

His hair and beard were all white, indicating he was at least sixty or seventy years old. It was very rare to live to that age in an environment like the Northern Region; only someone who had been in constant contact with the source could achieve this.

Even so, his health was not particularly good; his legs trembled when he bent over slightly, due to both fear and exhaustion.

"I have come in search of the legend," Qi Zhe said as he descended from the sky, scanning the villagers with a smile.

The villagers of Shizhai looked at each other in bewilderment, completely unaware of what he was saying, except for Zhang Wuye, who looked astonished.

However, Qi Zhe did not show any hostility, so Zhang Wuye could not say much and could only lead Qi Zhe into the village and sit down in a stone house.

Seeing Qi Zhe casually find a stone bench to sit on, Zhang Wuye mustered his courage and asked in a low voice, "The master has come because of the legend. Is it related to that mountain?"

He suspected that Qi Zhe might have heard some rumors and had come here because of the distant Purple Mountain, wanting to inquire about information.

In fact, he was hoping that everything would go as he expected, and that Qi Zhe had come for his ancestors.

But he was disappointed the next moment. Qi Zhe smiled and said, "No, I came across the legend of Master Yuan a while ago and followed it all the way here."

"We hope the elderly person can do us a favor."

But just then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the stone house, with many villagers shouting, "Go get your knives! Big Beard Chen is here!"

"Damn it, they really know how to pick their timing!"

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Countless shouts and curses rang out in the stone village. Qi Zhe was stunned when he heard them, but after a moment he realized that the bandits must have arrived.

At this moment, Master Zhang was also a little nervous. Looking at Qi Zhe, he didn't know whether he should leave or not, and stood there stunned in the stone house.

"Don't panic." Qi Zhe stood up abruptly upon seeing this, said something to Master Zhang, and walked out of the stone house. He looked up and saw a band of bandits rushing towards them from several miles away.

"Da da."

The sound of horses' hooves carried far and wide, causing the villagers to become extremely excited. Many of them took out sharp knives and pitchforks from their homes, ready to fight to the death.

At this moment, dozens of bandits armed with knives and guns had arrived outside the stone village, and a fierce-looking bandit walked out from it.

He shouted, "Hand over the source, all of you!"

But before the bandit could finish speaking, Qi Zhe made his move. A ray of silver light shot out from his eyes, instantly turning the bandit into ashes.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and meet your death!"

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