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

They hide in their respective divine realms, and with the blessing of divine seals, no one can do anything to them.

But this part is clean.

It is free from evil and filth; it is the true seal of the righteous god, bestowed by Heaven and Earth.

Yun Songzi's mind was buzzing. He looked up at Ye Qingfeng, his voice trembling slightly, "Senior, this...this is the Earth God Seal? Where did you get it?"

Ye Qingfeng picked up the teacup, took a slow sip, put the cup down, and leaned back in his chair. "You can keep it."

Yun Songzi held the seal, his hands trembling even more violently.

He recalled the evil spirits that had seized the divine positions; every land deity was under their control, and every piece was permeated with evil energy.

There is only one way to obtain a clean seal—kill those evil spirits and take it from their corpses.

However, those evil spirits hide in the divine realm, blessed by divine seals, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

He had lived for nearly sixty years and had never heard of anyone being able to snatch the Earth God Seal from evil spirits.

This senior not only snatched it, but also casually tossed it back to him, like throwing a stone.

Yun Songzi's heart was in turmoil.

He recalled what he had just said—about the legends of the Ten Thousand Mountains, about the dragon that had been suppressed.

Those are all baseless stories, tales made up by storytellers.

He thought his senior would be disappointed, but to his surprise, his senior was not only not disappointed, but also gave him a seal of the Earth God.

He felt unworthy of it.

This seal is too valuable; it can't be exchanged for just a few words.

"Senior," Yun Songzi's voice was low, "I am unworthy of such a favor. I only mentioned things that everyone already knows, and I do not deserve such a generous gift."

Ye Qingfeng didn't speak, he just looked at him.

Yun Songzi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said.

"Senior, my family possesses a unique supernatural ability. If you don't mind, I'm willing to offer it to you as a way of... as a form of repayment."

Ye Qingfeng raised an eyebrow slightly: "What kind of supernatural power?"

Yun Songzi took a deep breath: "Restrain your spirit."

Lu Yang squatted down next to the stone table and paused for a moment.

Detaining a spirit? How?

Seeing that Ye Qingfeng didn't speak, Yun Songzi assumed he didn't care and quickly explained.

"This supernatural power, though called 'summoning spirits,' is actually about inviting them. It involves chanting incantations, burning incense, and offering sacrifices to ask celestial beings for help. But after the great changes in the world, the gods disappeared from the world, and this supernatural power gradually fell out of use."

He paused, then said, "However, I have discovered that although this supernatural power cannot summon gods, it can sense the location of divine positions."

When you cast a spell in one place, if there is a divine seal nearby, the divine power will point in that direction. The closer you are, the stronger the connection will be.

To be honest, the reason I came to Caishen Village this time is to use this supernatural power to find the Mountain God's Seal.

Yun Songzi didn't notice that when he said those words, the person next to him was looking at him with a strange expression.

Ye Qingfeng looked at him, her gaze still calm: "So, did you find it?"

Yun Songzi shook his head: "Not yet. There are too many local deity seals in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and the interference is too strong."

When you're far away, you can't sense it; when you're close, you can't tell which is the Earth God's seal and which is the Mountain God's seal.

He gave a wry smile, "I've been searching for over a decade, but I'm still empty-handed."

As he spoke, he seemed to be preparing to demonstrate his point, as if to confirm his statement.

He happened to have a land deity seal in his hand, and when he cast the spirit-binding spell, it would definitely be directed at it.

He placed the Earth God Seal on the stone table, took two steps back, closed his eyes, and made a mudra with his hands in front of his chest.

The seal was very complex, with fingers twisting and turning, making Lü Yang's eyes dazzled.

Yun Songzi's brows were furrowed tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes—those eyes had changed.

The once bright black pupils now gleamed with a faint white light, as if something was burning inside.

He raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and touched his forehead.

Then he pointed to the sky.

An invisible wave emanated from his fingertips, spreading outwards like ripples in all directions.

The fluctuation was silent, yet everyone in the courtyard felt it.

Lu Yang felt a chill run down his spine, Miao Gui shivered, and A Luo hugged the chubby baby tightly.

The chubby baby huddled in A Luo's arms, trembling all over.

Yun Songzi's hands were trembling.

It wasn't because performing the spell was difficult, but because he sensed something.

His divine sense spread out along with that wave, and when that wave covered the Earth God Seal...

The Earth God Seal was emitting a soft white light, which was especially noticeable under Yun Songzi's divine sense.

But then, when the wave swept over Ye Qingfeng, he froze.

What is that light that is even brighter than the Earth God's Seal?

But the next moment, he realized something, and his expression turned extremely surprised.

Yun Songzi opened her eyes and looked at Ye Qingfeng.

His hands were still trembling, and his voice was trembling too: "Senior...you...have the Mountain God's Mark on you?"

Ye Qingfeng didn't speak, but just narrowed his eyes.

Yun Songzi took a deep breath.

He knew very well that although the senior had not admitted it personally, the sensations from the Binding Divine Technique would not lie.

That huge, pure, sun-like ball of light was on that person.

The Mountain God Seal was in his hand.

Yun Songzi didn't ask, nor did he dare to ask.

He knew that some things were beyond his reach.

Having lived most of his life, he still has that much self-awareness.

He looked at Ye Qingfeng in the rocking chair, bent down, and took out a roll of something from his sleeve.

The rolled-up item wasn't large; it was wrapped in a grayish-white cloth and tied with a red string.

He presented the rolled-up item to Ye Qingfeng with both hands and said respectfully, "Senior, this is the inheritance of the Spirit Binding Technique. It has been passed down in my sect for generations. Today, I offer it to you as a small token of my appreciation."

Lu Yang squatted beside the stone table, showing no interest in it whatsoever; what interested him most was the Immortal Master's swordsmanship.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at the rolled-up item but did not take it.

"I appreciate the kindness of Sect Leader Yun," Ye Qingfeng said in a low voice. "However, coincidentally, I do know a little about the art of binding spirits."

Yun Songzi was stunned.

He held the rolled-up item, his hand frozen in mid-air.

Does the senior also know the art of spirit control?

He instinctively wanted to say "How is that possible?", but he swallowed the words back.

He recalled the supernatural abilities Ye Qingfeng had displayed—sword control, enlightenment, the ability to travel to distant places in an instant, and the ability to shrink the distance between two places.

Each one is a great supernatural power that has been lost for a long time, and each one is many times more advanced than his Misty Hidden Sect's Binding God Technique.

He also knows the art of binding spirits, so it doesn't seem strange.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at him, as if she could see through his thoughts, and with a slight smile, said, "The art of binding spirits lies not in inviting, but in binding."

Yun Songzi frowned.

It's not about inviting, but about detaining?