In a perfect world, you start by relying on your own strength.

High in the sky, howling winds swept past, and drifting clouds rushed past him. Shi Geng gently stroked the ancient animal hide with his fingers.

He had had this thing for several days, and after repeated experiments and trying every method, he still couldn't figure out its secrets.

There were no mysterious runes on the animal hide, nor was it any earth-shattering magic technique or powerful treasure. Instead, there were only strange, twisted lines that intertwined and spread haphazardly.

The lines are winding and staggered, and upon closer inspection, their outlines are remarkably similar to some mountains and rivers. However, the animal hide is incomplete, making it impossible to discern what kind of place it is.

Shi Geng frowned, held the animal hide up to his eyes, and examined it carefully in the sunlight. The rough leather had a faint, ancient luster, and the lines were of varying depths, as if they had been carved over many years by some means. Every mark exuded a mysterious sense of time.

"If it really is a map, where does it point to?"

Shi Geng muttered to himself, pondering for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. The animal hide was too incomplete; to reconstruct the information recorded on it, he would need to find the remaining animal hide.

"Never mind, let's try to find the remaining fragments of the map later."

Shi Gen shook his head and put the animal hide into his inner world. Although he didn't have much hope, who knew if he would find it again in the future?

Freed from his burdens, Shi Geng entered the territory of the Stone Kingdom in just one day. As soon as he stepped in, he immediately sensed the existence of the Void God Realm.

However, he did not rush into the Void God Realm, but continued to speed towards the direction of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. Half a day later, the majestic Heaven-Mending Pavilion finally appeared at the end of his sight.

Looking up, the mountains stretch out like a giant dragon, with towering peaks piercing the clouds. Palaces and pavilions are built against the mountains, their upturned eaves hidden among the swirling clouds and mist. The spiritual energy flows gently through the mountains like a stream, creating a scene of pristine beauty.

Several disciples stood guard outside the mountain gate. Upon seeing someone arrive from the sky, their expressions tightened, and they quickly stepped forward, cupping their hands in greeting, and asked, "Who goes there? This is the territory of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. Please state your purpose."

Shi Geng lightly touched the ground with his toes and took out an ancient token from his robes. The token was made of a material that resembled jade but was not jade, and its surface was engraved with the unique cloud pattern of the Butian Pavilion, with a faint light flowing around it.

"Shi Geng, a disciple of the Butian Pavilion, has come to report. Please go and inform Elder Zhuo Yun."

The disciple on duty's gaze fell upon the token, and his expression immediately changed. He quickly bowed and said, "So you are a senior brother from the inner sect. This disciple has been impolite."

Having said that, he quickly stepped aside to lead the way, raising his hand in a gesture of invitation: "Senior brother, please follow me. I will go and report to the elders immediately."

This is an inner disciple's token, extremely important, far beyond the reach of the outer disciples stationed at the mountain gate.

Shi Geng nodded slightly and followed the disciple on duty into the mountain gate. As they walked forward, the mountains stretched endlessly, with towering ancient trees blocking out the sun and a light mist lingering in the forest.

The deeper you go, the richer the spiritual energy between heaven and earth becomes. The mountains are no longer steep and fierce, but instead are shrouded in clouds and mist, peaceful and serene. From time to time, you can see auspicious birds and beasts roaming freely and leisurely.

Along the way, lakes of all sizes are scattered like stars, their waters crystal clear, with schools of spirit fish swimming among them, their scales shimmering and rippling like scattered gold, making the entire fairy mountain exude vibrant life.

"What a wonderful place! The spiritual energy here is so rich; it's perfect for cultivation."

Shi Geng couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. The spiritual energy here was the most concentrated he had ever seen, at least ten times more concentrated than in the Great Wilderness. Cultivation here would definitely be a leap forward.

Upon hearing this, the disciple leading the way looked proud and longing, and said, "This is just the outer area of ​​the pavilion. The spiritual energy in the inner sect is several times denser than here."

He paused, then added, "Moreover, the cultivation techniques, spiritual herbs, and resources available to inner disciples are far beyond the reach of us outer disciples."

Shi Geng nodded slightly and followed the first guide. After traveling for about a hundred miles, a colossal stele suddenly appeared in front of them. The stele was ancient and heavy, with the three characters "Butian Pavilion" engraved in vigorous strokes, the strokes soaring to the clouds, exuding an ancient and timeless charm.

The disciple leading the way stopped and bowed to Shi Geng, saying, "Senior Brother, please wait here for a moment. I will go and report to Elder Zhuo immediately."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and ran along the blue stone path beside the monument, his figure soon disappearing into the misty fog.

Shi Geng shrugged, listlessly examining the giant stele before him. His eyes darted around slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Judging by its appearance, it's probably an extraordinary treasure."

As he spoke, he walked straight to the monument and gently tapped its surface. A deep, resonant sound echoed outwards, but the monument remained motionless, and the faint spiritual light flowing across its surface only flickered slightly, revealing nothing unusual.

Upon seeing this, Shi Geng's eyes lit up. He thought to himself that it was indeed a treasure. He had used about 50% of his strength when he struck it just now, but the stone tablet did not budge. It was obviously a powerful treasure.

Shi Geng glanced around to make sure no one was nearby. A sly glint flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward, gripped the base of the stone tablet firmly with both hands, and suddenly exerted force in his arms. Veins bulged like dragons as he poured all his strength into his arms.

Zhuo Yun, who was rushing over from a distance, couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw this scene. As expected of the notorious troublemaker in the Void God Realm, he was always restless wherever he went. He wondered if inviting this guy into the pavilion was the right or wrong decision.

Although he had some doubts, he didn't say anything to stop him. Instead, he hid himself and waited to see Shi Geng make a scene before giving him a good talking-to.

The giant stele has accompanied the founding of the Butian Pavilion to this day. It was cast from an ancient and rare stone, and ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to even shake it, let alone move it.

He stood with his hands behind his back, watching Shi Gen with great interest, wanting to see just how far the other party could go.

"rise!"

Shi Geng let out a low shout, and a powerful force burst forth from his arms. The bluestone ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and fine cracks spread outward from the base of the monument.

The colossal monument, which had stood here for countless years, began to sway slowly. The spiritual light surrounding the monument surged violently, and waves of ancient and profound aura rose into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Shi Geng's eyes lit up, and he continued to exert force, managing to pull the huge stone tablet out of the ground.

Seeing the massive stele lifted half a foot off the ground by Shi Gen, its heavy body teetering on the verge of collapse, Zhuo Yun's pupils constricted, and he exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible!"

He had been secretly observing just moments before, but now he suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing something was wrong. He darted forward in a flash, raising his hand to send a gentle burst of spiritual energy to firmly hold down the giant monument, while simultaneously warning, "Damn it! You little brat, you're really out of control! This is the signboard of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion! Put it down right now!"

Not long after, Elder Zhuo Yun came out to greet him personally. The moment he saw Shi Geng, a gentle smile appeared on his face: "You've finally arrived. It's been so long since you came to report. I almost thought our Butian Pavilion was going to miss out on a peerless genius."