Before sending Han Qianling into the Holy Mountain, the two first found a suitable place for Luo Jiujiang to settle down.

While the Holy Mountain lacks the coherent, logical thinking of a human, its most basic likes and dislikes, along with its instinctive instincts, remain. According to Han Qianling himself, during the tens of thousands of years he was trapped within the Holy Mountain's bowels, it was through his ability to resonate with it that he was able to gain a clear understanding of every corner of the Holy Land without leaving his home.

"Now that you're so close to her, it will be much easier for her to see you if she wants to." Han Qianling half-folded his arms and said decisively, "We can't do this."

Although Han Qianling had no intention of blaming Luo Jiujiang, and his attitude did not seem like he would turn against Shengshan over such a small matter, Luo Jiujiang still had a strange illusion: as if he had suddenly become a disaster without intending to.

...Speaking of which, what exactly did the Holy Mountain like about him? Was it his unique insights into food, his handsome and dashing looks that could attract everyone, the simple color scheme of his body like the rocks, or his muscles that were as solid and tight as rocks?

Luo Jiujiang shamelessly picked out all his strengths from head to toe and praised them in his mind. When he finally got to his dantian, Luo Jiujiang suddenly came to his senses.

There is a small world hidden in his dantian.

Over the past six months, through frequent sparring sessions with exotic beasts, the wisp of chaos within his dantian had been gradually eroded away, like water eroding stone. Perhaps it was this newly born little world within his dantian, and the aura of the Dao Source, that made Shengshan feel so familiar and fond of it.

While Luo Jiujiang was pondering his options, Han Qianling had already led him to a vine-shrouded cave. This was a low mountain very close to the Holy Mountain. Half of its face, as if chopped by an axe, sloped perpendicularly to the stream, making it incredibly steep. Purple vines grew sparsely on the mountainside, a cluster at the cave entrance perfectly obscuring it, giving it a rather captivating beauty.

"Any snake within seven steps must have an antidote. The same principle applies to the Holy Mountain." Han Qianling casually brushed against the already sparse weeping vines on the mountain wall. "The Holy Mountain's natural divine consciousness can't penetrate this plant."

After a brief pause, a knowing smile gradually appeared on Han Qianling's face: "But... my spiritual sense can penetrate it."

Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"If you knew you would miss me like this, why didn't you just let me go with you?"

Han Qianling thought about the environment inside the Holy Mountain, and his smile faded slightly, but his voice was still as calm and gentle as before: "I did it on purpose. This time, I want you to experience the feeling of waiting outside."

"Well, so that's what you were thinking." Luo Jiujiang didn't point it out, but instead deliberately dragged out his tone along with his words, "That's exactly what I want. I've also been thinking about how to find a coconut ball and stuff you inside for a year or two."

"A year or so later?"

"After that? I'll release it once it reaches its Nascent Soul stage. It'll be perfectly cooked, fragrant, tender and juicy. I'll cook it however I want... and then you can start eating it from the lips."

When he said this, Luo Jiujiang's voice was tinged with a hint of ambiguity.

A hint of pale blue appeared in Han Qianling's dark pupils. He stared deeply at Luo Jiujiang for a moment and said in a hoarse voice, "Now you can also start from the lips."

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Han Qianling walked alone into the depths of the holy mountain.

If others were lucky enough to come here, they would certainly be amazed by the scenery deep in the holy mountain: there were winding paths leading to a secluded place, with countless stalactites hanging down from the top of the dome-shaped cave. In the center of the cave was a pool of shimmering dark blue water. The cold and mysterious light shone on the milky white walls, making Han Qianling's face look indifferent and mysterious.

The path from the cave outside to the pool sloped like a ripple. Han Qianling climbed the steps, his robe occasionally brushing the smooth, white ground. It was a long distance, but Han Qianling maintained a steady pace and distance with each step, showing neither impatience nor resistance.

But no matter how long the road is, there will always be a moment when it comes to an end. Han Qianling finally stopped in front of the dark blue pool.

He lifted the corner of his robe, bent down, and casually scooped up a handful of water, letting it slide through his fingers. He said slowly, "What a familiar place... Long time no see, mother."

In response to this statement, another huge rock fell from the center of the Holy Mountain.

Han Qianling's lips curved slightly, but his eyes held no smile. He reached out to catch the stone, but unlike when he and Luo Jiujiang were outside, he didn't toss it aside casually. Instead, he swung his arm, and the entire stone, the size of a man's arms, flew towards the cliff in front of Han Qianling, accompanied by a gust of wind and a burst of spiritual energy.

The huge rock hit the mountain wall with a dull thud, breaking seven or eight fist-thick stalactite pillars hanging upside down from the cave ceiling along the way. However, even with the stalactites to absorb the force, when it hit the mountain wall, it still smashed the white jade-like wall into pieces, and collided with it to create a circular gap like a spider web crack.

Han Qianling withdrew his hand and first brushed off the dust on his sleeve that had collected when he held the stone. After the stone slid down the mountain wall and bounced twice, he slowly said, "Mother, I have grown up."

It is big enough to have the ability to fight back, and is no longer the weak soul it used to be, which could only be suppressed and imprisoned without any resistance.

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