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

Yun Songzi sat in the tree chair, holding the cup of tea that had gone cold, his mind churning over what had just happened.

He had witnessed this senior's methods firsthand.

Sword control, enlightenment, the ability to travel to distant places in an instant, shrinking the distance to an inch, and the skill of allowing disciples to borrow supernatural powers.

Everything was something he had never heard of before.

He had lived in the Ten Thousand Mountains for nearly sixty years and had seen many formidable people, but none like him.

He knew he had offended someone today.

As soon as you enter, you'll be taught a lesson. They use magic objects, possession techniques, and even magic forms and spirit-binding techniques.

If it were anyone else, they would have turned on them long ago.

But this senior not only didn't turn hostile, he also invited him to have tea, let him sit down, and even showed him the battle in the water mirror.

This isn't magnanimity; it's complete indifference.

His methods, in the eyes of his elders, were probably no different from a child playing in the mud.

Yun Songzi put down his teacup and stood up from the tree chair.

The chair was alive; as soon as he stood up, the vines automatically loosened, the branches slowly retracted, and it returned to its original state.

He straightened his clothes, walked to the rocking chair, bent down, and said respectfully.

"Senior, if I may be so bold as to ask, is there anything you need from me to keep me here? If it is within my power, I will certainly do my best to fulfill it."

Lü Yang leaned against the jujube tree, looking at Yun Songzi's respectful demeanor, and felt a sense of emotion.

That white-haired old man was so arrogant when he rode his leopard to find the immortal master.

What now?

He bent over lower than anyone else.

He recalled the feeling of being bowed to at the village gate, and felt a surge of joy, but he held back his laughter.

Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes, glanced at Yun Songzi, and said nothing.

He picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, put the cup down, and leaned back in his chair.

His gaze shifted from Yun Songzi to the jujube tree above his head.

The jujube tree leaves shone bright green in the afternoon sun, rustling as if they were whispering secrets.

"Sit down," Ye Qingfeng said.

Yun Songzi straightened up and sat back down in the tree chair.

The chair came back to life; vines stretched out from the ground, weaving into a backrest and armrests, gently wrapping around him.

He sat inside, waiting for Ye Qingfeng to speak.

Seeing that the immortal master was about to speak, Lü Yang quickly walked over from under the jujube tree and squatted down next to the stone table.

Miao Gui also came over with a teacup and squatted down next to Lü Yang.

A Luo sat down on the doorstep, holding the chubby baby.

The chubby baby peeked out from A Luo's arms, its eyes and nose red, looking curiously at the people in the yard.

Ye Qingfeng leaned back in his rocking chair, his gaze shifting from the jujube tree to Yun Songzi. "How many years has Sect Leader Yun lived in these Ten Thousand Mountains?"

Yun Songzi was surprised that he would ask this question. He paused for a moment and replied, "I have lived in the Ten Thousand Mountains for nearly sixty years."

The Hidden Mist Sect moved here two hundred years ago, and we are now in the third generation.

Ye Qingfeng nodded: "Sixty years is not a short time. Is there anything special about these Ten Thousand Mountains?"

For example, what kind of ruins, what kind of secret realm, or what kind of legend involves a powerful figure?

Since Ye Qingfeng entered the Celestial Immortal realm, the rate of increase in his strength has slowed down considerably. He is currently only at the first step of the Celestial Immortal realm.

The Heavenly Immortal Fruit is stored in the Supreme Emperor Huang Zeng Heaven.

Based on the current level of information disseminated, if one wishes to ascend to the second level, one must deposit the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit in the second heaven—the Tai Ming Yu Wan Heaven.

It will take at least a year.

This speed might be unbelievable for other immortals, but for Ye Qingfeng, it's far from enough!

Therefore, he needs to manifest his divine power!

He manifested his divine power before the true cultivator who had attained the Dao!

Yun Songzi frowned slightly and thought for a while.

He understood that Ye Qingfeng wasn't asking about ordinary mountains and rivers, but rather places with a history and origin.

He thought for a moment and shook his head: "Senior, I have lived in these 100,000 mountains for sixty years and have traveled all over the mountains and rivers."

There are indeed many special places, but most of them are the ruins of small sects or the caves left by ancient cultivators, which have already been searched countless times. As for places involving powerful figures…”

He stopped and thought about it again.

Lu Yang squatted down beside the stone table, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue.

Miao Gui also held his teacup and listened attentively.

A Luo sat quietly on the doorstep, holding her chubby baby.

Yun Songzi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "There is a legend that is even older than the legend of the mountain god. However, the people in the Hundred Thousand Mountains don't really believe in this legend."

Ye Qingfeng looked at him: "What legend?"

Yun Songzi thought for a moment, as if organizing her thoughts.

Legend has it that a dragon is suppressed beneath these 100,000 mountains. These 100,000 mountains were built to suppress that dragon.

After he finished speaking, he chuckled to himself.

"However, this legend is too far-fetched and has no basis whatsoever. At least everyone knows that the mountain god existed, and those earth god seals and those evil spirits that occupied the divine positions are all real."

But what about dragons? No one in the Hundred Thousand Mountains has ever seen a dragon, nor have they ever found any dragon bones or scales. So no one believed it; they thought it was just a storyteller making up.

Lu Yang squatted beside the stone table, his eyes lighting up as he listened.

dragon?

Is a dragon being suppressed beneath the Ten Thousand Mountains?

His heart started racing.

He turned to look at Ye Qingfeng, whose face was expressionless. Ye Qingfeng simply nodded slightly, picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, Yun Songzi didn't say anything more. He stood up and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Ye Qingfeng.

"Senior, I have been away for quite some time, and there are still matters to attend to within the sect. I shall take my leave now."

He turned to leave.

"Master Yun, please wait." Ye Qingfeng's voice came from behind.

Yun Songzi stopped and turned around.

Ye Qingfeng had already sat up, and he reached into his sleeve as if he was feeling for something.

Lu Yang watched curiously, wondering what the immortal master was going to take.

Miao Gui was curious, A Luo was curious, and even the chubby baby peeked out from A Luo's arms, craning his neck to look.

Ye Qingfeng took something out of his sleeve and casually tossed it to Yun Songzi.

The thing wasn't big, about the size of a palm, and it was square. It drew an arc in mid-air.

Yun Songzi instinctively reached out and caught it.

It felt slightly heavy in his hand, and cool to the touch, like jade. He looked down—

A seal.

It's made of green jade, square in shape, with densely engraved patterns of mountains and rivers on it.

Yun Songzi's hands began to tremble.

He recognized it.

No, he had never seen it with his own eyes, but he had read countless accounts about it.

This thing has been mentioned in the scriptures of the Hidden Mist Sect and in the notes of the successive sect leaders.

It is called the Earth God Seal.

The earth god seals in the Hundred Thousand Mountains have long been taken over by evil spirits.