"My God, do we need to deal with these blood-sucking bugs?" The red-clothed archbishop proactively asked. The young man waved his hand, "No rush. The vampire clan hates me to death, and I don’t like them either. But I’ve heard that Ye Qiu recently made enemies with the vampire clan, stole the king’s woman, hehe... I think these bugs coming to China are mostly targeting Ye Qiu, let them fight it out first." "Just like they say, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the sparrow behind. This time, my God, I want to be the sparrow." The young man said indifferently. Only then did the red-clothed bishops retreat, respectfully standing behind the young man. "This Mount Tai is the sacred mountain of China, always shrouded in mystery. With the revival of spiritual energy, the aura here is the most abundant. It seems there must be treasures on this mountain." The young man said slowly after surveying Mount Tai. "God, many people have perished in this fog. It’s best not to go up rashly." Content originally comes from novｅlfire.net The young man smiled softly, "Can’t my glory disperse this fog?" The followers behind him shuddered, hastily responding, "My God’s glory can shine on the universe, mere fog can’t obstruct His light." The young man smiled triumphantly, "Then follow me." Next, the young man led a group of disciples into the mist. After almost half an incense stick’s time, the young man retreated in disarray, with fewer disciples by his side, and those left were more miserable, drenched and covered in unknown liquid, as if sprayed with something sticky. "Let’s go." The young man cast a fierce glance at the mist, never mentioning Mount Tai again, and left the foot of the mountain with the remaining disciples. Initially, he thought his strength was enough to handle any crisis. However, he underestimated the magic frogs in the mist. His purification power worked against a few, but when thousands appeared, even he felt his scalp tingling. Ignoring any supposed brilliance, he retreated with his disciples, finally escaping the mist with twenty casualties. As for the earlier-entered Japanese martial artists, they fared worse; none survived. At the foot of Mount Tai, countless people arrived daily, but increasingly, they dared only observe from afar, terrified by the deadly mist. The saying that Mount Tai is inaccessible spread gradually. Locals spoke of Mount Tai as a sacred mountain that recently awakened, possessing spirituality. It’s not a place for random intrusion. Lately, numerous sealers entered but never returned. Some timid sealers opted not to go in, feeling fortunate they hadn’t rushed in and met death. Stories about Mount Tai’s terror grew more savage. Ordinary people residing nearby feared the mist drifting toward them and moved away, making the area around Mount Tai deserted except for the occasional martial artist. Ye Qiu devoted himself to studying formations, rarely troubling the Youlan Sect Holy Son or the Mother Mountain Holy Son. Immersed in formations, he completely lost track of time. When he unintentionally exited his state of immersion, he asked how many days had passed and was amazed; it felt like hours, but five days had gone by. "No wonder they say one cannot multitask in martial arts; fully focusing on formations greatly diminishes martial advancement speed." Ye Qiu said with a bitter laugh, finally understanding the proverb about fish and bear paws not being attainable simultaneously. Yet Ye Qiu was forced to do so; to confront top Saint Heirs, he had to break through in formations as advancing in martial arts posed little advantage. While Ye Qiu refined formations, the Martial Artist Guild had officially started operating. The headquarters next to Moon Watching Peak was managed by Boss Yun, supported by Jin Shanshun and Wu Yang, with the Supreme Wu Yang overseeing as president. The guild’s strength was solid as a fortress. This was of great benefit to martial artists, as the guild’s completion provided a sense of belonging, uniting them into a family. Especially for rewards like alchemical pills and cultivation techniques. With enough contribution value, anyone could obtain them, greatly inspiring everyone. Many arrived from the ancient lands, like Tang Surou of the Tang Clan, Yue Lun from the Yue Clan, and others who entered the mortal world, intending to meet Ye Qiu. However, Ye Qiu closed off in meditation, so they didn’t wait and left Moon Watching Peak. But one girl stayed behind, remaining at Moon Watching Peak. Soon, Jin Shanshun appeared, surprised to see the girl. The girl ran up and gave Jin Shanshun a big hug, cheerfully saying, "Brother." "Little sister, why have you come too?" Jin Shanshun was surprised that his sister Jin Zhimo had also come from the ancient land. "I’m here naturally because I want to see Ye Qiu," Jin Zhimo said proudly. "What do you want with the Young Master?" Jin Shanshun looked at his sister Jin Zhimo oddly, wondering if she also liked the Young Master. He knew the Young Master attracted many women, but wouldn’t mind if his sister really liked him. Seeing her brother’s strange gaze, Jin Zhimo said, "What are you thinking with that look?" "What exactly do you want with the Young Master?" Jin Shanshun asked. "It’s my promise to him. Now that I’ve fulfilled it, I’m here to have him honor it." Jin Zhimo declared proudly. Initially puzzled about the promise, Jin Shanshun recalled it once he noticed the change in his sister’s aura. He remembered Jin Zhimo’s promise with Ye Qiu when they returned to the Jin Clan. Jin Zhimo came upon Ye Qiu during alchemy and wanted to learn it from him. Ye Qiu didn’t agree initially, instead setting a condition she needed to meet before teaching her alchemy. "You’ve reached the peak of the Mythic Realm?" Jin Shanshun asked. Jin Zhimo didn’t confirm, but her expression gave her away, not to mention her barely concealed aura of recent breakthrough, delighting Jin Shanshun. His sister was catching up to him. "Brother, if you don’t hurry with your cultivation, be careful, I might surpass you," Jin Zhimo teased. Jin Shanshun laughed heartily, "Then from now on, I’ll have you, little sister, protect me. I’m too lazy to cultivate." Jin Zhimo simply rolled her eyes. After the siblings chatted and joked, Jin Shanshun introduced her to Gai Yin, Qin Feng, and the Purple Gold Mouse. Seeing the beautiful Jin Zhimo, the middle-aged Purple Gold Mouse teased, "Shanshun, I never imagined you’d have such a beautiful sister despite being so rough-looking. How about I become your brother-in-law, huh, brother-in-law?"