My words have become law; I truly have no desire to display my divine power before others.

Ye Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, the moonlight shining on him, his gray-blue Taoist robe tinged with a faint silver glow.

His face was expressionless, as if he had casually tossed a stone aside.

The anger on Miao Gui's face vanished instantly.

Instead, there was an indescribable kind of flattery.

He bent down, picked up the gold ingot with both hands, weighed it in his hands, bit it with his teeth, and then his eyes lit up.

"This...this is for me?"

Ye Qingfeng nodded slightly.

Miao Gui's attitude immediately made a complete 180-degree turn.

With a broad smile, he bent down and approached Ye Qingfeng:

"Master Daoist! You are truly a living deity! A great philanthropist! I can tell at a glance that you are no ordinary person; you possess an ethereal and extraordinary bearing!"

As he spoke, he stuffed the gold ingot into his pocket, afraid that Ye Qingfeng would change his mind.

Lü Yang was stunned.

He pointed at Miao Gui, and after a long pause, he managed to utter a sentence:

"You...were you being quite arrogant just now?"

Miao Gui glanced back at him, her fawning expression instantly turning into disdain:

"What do you know? This Taoist priest is a noble person! Don't you understand what a noble person is?"

He then turned to Ye Qingfeng, his face once again displaying that fawning smile:

"Master, what do you want to know? Ask away! There's nothing about the Ten Thousand Mountains that I don't know!"

Lu Yang was so angry that his face twisted in anger:

"Immortal Master! Giving him so much gold is too lenient! Someone like him could be dealt with for a mere tael of silver!"

Immortal Master? Miao Gui looked at Lü Yang with some surprise.

Isn't he just an ordinary Taoist priest?

Is such an exaggeration necessary?

Could it be that this Taoist priest likes this kind of thing?

That's true. The other party can casually toss out a piece of gold; they must be very rich.

Finding a few straight men to act as comedians isn't difficult.

His eyes lit up at the thought.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at him and said calmly:

"It's alright. It's just gold; we can have it anytime."

This statement further confirmed Miao Gui's suspicions.

However, Lü Yang was taken aback.

His eyes lit up immediately.

"Anytime...anytime..."

He muttered to himself, then suddenly slapped his thigh and looked at Ye Qingfeng with a face full of admiration.

Indeed, this mere trick of turning stone into gold is nothing more than a piece of cake for a celestial master.

"Immortal Master! Is there anything else you need? Just say it! I, Miao Gui, will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Miao Gui continued to fawn.

Wait!

Immortal Master?

Isn't that what I call myself?

Seeing Miao Gui's fawning manner, Lü Yang felt for the first time that his position was in jeopardy.

Ye Qingfeng was too lazy to correct the other person's form of address, and instead spoke:

"Is this the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

Miao Gui nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, yes! The Ten Thousand Mountains! Stretching for thousands of miles, spanning several prefectures! You can find everything in those mountains—corpse drivers, spirit mediums, witchcraft practitioners, shamans, and all sorts of demons and monsters!"

"What a mess, but none of them are as powerful as the Immortal Master. They're just some crooked and evil practices..." Lu Yang muttered to himself.

Then Shen Zhaoyue asked curiously:

"So, you corpse drivers specialize in transporting corpses?"

Miao Gui nodded:

"Yes! We help those who die far from home to return their bodies to their hometowns for burial. It's the rule in our line of work, like fallen leaves returning to their roots."

As he spoke, he pointed to the female corpse again:

"This girl was from a village. She died outside, and I was helping her get back. But something went wrong on the way, and that's how you ran into her..."

He sounded somewhat embarrassed as he finished speaking.

Lü Yang snorted:

"That almost scared me to death!"

Miao Gui chuckled awkwardly:

"An accident, an accident. I'll definitely be more careful next time."

"Hey, um... Miao Gui, right? How far is it from here to Jingyang Prefecture?"

Miao Gui didn't even turn his head:

"Jingyang Prefecture? Never heard of it."

Lü Yang was taken aback:

"Never heard of it? That's a big place!"

Miao Gui scoffed:

"A big place? Even if it's big, can it be as big as Lizhou Prefecture?"

He paused, then glanced at Lü Yang sideways:

"The place you are in now is within the territory of Lizhou Prefecture. Although the Ten Thousand Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, the main part of them is within the territory of Lizhou Prefecture."

Lu Yang murmured, "Lizhou Prefecture... I've never heard of it..."

Shen Zhaoyue said calmly from the side:

"Lizhou Prefecture is in the southwest, and Jingyang Prefecture is in the southeast. Although they are adjacent, it is not convenient to travel between them because there is a mountain range called Shiwan Mountain in between. This mountain is very dangerous, and no one can cross it directly."

"Therefore, there is not much travel between the two prefectures, because one has to go through other prefectures to get there, which is extremely expensive."

"You know about these 100,000 mountains? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Lu Yang was speechless.

Shen Zhaoyue shook her head.

"I only remembered this when I heard it mentioned by this person. Besides, I don't know much about the Ten Thousand Mountains. I only saw some brief descriptions in the files of the Six Doors."

Miao Gui glanced at Shen Zhaoyue with some surprise, his eyes filled with scrutiny and judgment, as if he were getting to know the young woman in front of him again.

"The Six Doors? Martial Arts Masters?"

He lowered his voice, but couldn't hide the surprise in it.

The weight of those two words coming from his mouth was clearly significant.

Shen Zhaoyue did not respond, but stood there quietly with a calm expression, neither admitting nor denying.

But this silence itself is an answer.

Lu Yang looked at Miao Gui, then at Shen Zhaoyue, and frowned.

"Hey, you two, can you stop only saying half of what you mean?" he muttered somewhat discontentedly, then turned to Shen Zhaoyue.

"Officer Shen, how come you're a stuntman again? Didn't you always say you were a constable?"

Miao Gui chuckled upon hearing this, thus clearing up his confusion: "Dragon and Tiger Martial Master is a term used to refer to martial artists who come from the imperial court and hold official positions."

Those who can serve in the Six Doors all possess genuine martial arts skills, making them several times more formidable than ordinary martial artists.

They possess a dragon-tiger aura—that's what you often call official luck, or human fortune.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Shen Zhaoyue again, his tone becoming more serious.

"But constable, you must be at least a seventh-rank official, right? It's not common to see someone from the Six Doors who can be sent out to take charge independently."

The words were spoken in a veiled manner, but the meaning was quite clear.

To gain a foothold in the Six Doors and then be transferred to a local area as a constable, one must either possess extraordinary abilities, have a powerful background, or both.

Shen Zhaoyue remained silent, but picked up the teacup on the table and took a small sip.

Lu Yang didn't think too much about it. Seeing how much Miao Gui valued Shen Zhaoyue, he felt inexplicably proud. He puffed out his chest and spoke with a hint of pride.

"Of course! Officer Shen is currently at the peak of the Dirty Refining stage, just one step away from the Marrow Cleansing stage. You didn't see her in action; her swordsmanship, tsk tsk..."

Upon hearing this, Miao Gui's surprise deepened.