Tian Nanjie walked up to Ming Zhitian. "See, I can reach the Fengshen realm in my lifetime."
Ming Zhitian then walked over. Suddenly, a beam of light fell upon him, radiating with immense brilliance, drawing the attention of everyone around.
"Wan Shi Shen?!"
"Either he's the reincarnation of Wan Shi Shen, or he obtained a treasure from Wan Shi Shen. It seems this fellow has something valuable on him."
The light vanished. Though Tian Nanjie had a premonition, he was still astonished. "You... you might be the reincarnation of Wan Shi Shen!"
Ming Zhitian asked, "What is Wan Shi Shen?"
Tian Nanjie was taken aback. "You don't even know Wan Shi Shen?"
Ming Zhitian shook his head, searching through his memories. "Never heard of him."
Tian Nanjie explained, "Wan Shi Shen, as the name suggests, has existed in the ancient galaxy for eons. Legend has it that he ruled over billions of planets. With just a thought from him, stars would shatter and planets would crumble. Such is his terrifying divine power."
Ming Zhitian shook his head. "I don't believe such an existence could be real. If he truly existed, why are we all still alive?"
Tian Nanjie guessed, "Because he disdains to deal with ants like us."
Ming Zhitian said, "Perhaps."
Tian Nanjie added, "I'll take you to see the splendor of the Qian Xian Spring."
"Let's go," Ming Zhitian nodded.
They arrived at the Qian Xian Spring, a seemingly bottomless large pool. Ming Zhitian found it unremarkable. "It's just a pool with no bottom. Is there a divine dragon hidden below?"
Tian Nanjie gave a wry smile and shook his head. "No, but... you'll know when you come down with me."
The unknown often instills fear. Although Ming Zhitian felt a twinge of apprehension, he followed Tian Nanjie into the pool.
To his surprise, his trousers didn't get wet. The seemingly bottomless pool was shockingly shallow, as if no water had been added.
Ming Zhitian saw through it instantly. "So, an illusion?"
Tian Nanjie smiled faintly. "Precisely. This Qian Xian Spring is an interesting illusion left by a master of illusionary arts. It encompasses four seasons and three hundred and sixty environmental changes, never repeating."
Ming Zhitian mused, "The designer of this illusion must have been a true master."
Next, they viewed the Mo Lu Hui Yao, a large projected map.
Tian Nanjie explained, "The Mo Lu Hui Yao is the lifeline of the entire Mo Men Sect. This seemingly ordinary map is connected to Yi Xian Tian. If the map is destroyed, Yi Xian Tian is destroyed; if Yi Xian Tian breaks, the Mo Lu dissipates."
He continued, "It's a line of unknown length that channels the energy of the entire heaven, used as power."
Ming Zhitian exclaimed, "A single thin line possesses such immense power. Surely, such a magnificent undertaking must have consumed a great deal of manpower and resources?"
Tian Nanjie shook his head. "Legend has it that it was created by a supreme being, and it's just a line weighing less than two ounces."
Ming Zhitian seemed to ponder. "The Art of Heavenly Craftsmanship?"
Tian Nanjie was surprised. "You know of it?"
Ming Zhitian replied, "I've heard a little."
After visiting four major attractions, which took up the entire day, as they were leaving Yi Xian Tian to go to the Wagyu restaurant for a meal, three of the Bo Qiang Four Young Masters appeared.
Oliha, Meidu Baiai, and Meidu Huangmo, accompanied by several hundred guest retainers, came to cause trouble for Ming Zhitian.
Ming Zhitian smiled faintly. "Well, looks like someone's treating us to a meal."
"What do you mean?" Tian Nanjie followed his gaze and frowned.
Oliha led his men to intercept and surround Ming Zhitian not far from the restaurant entrance. "Ming Zhitian, what a coincidence. You're here too, Kupala. This place has nothing to do with you, you can leave."
Tian Nanjie clenched his fists. "This is Mo Cheng, Oliha. You have no right to cause trouble here."
Oliha sneered. "Kupala, did I speak too kindly? Who do you think you are, just a dog of the Hong family, daring to lecture me? Believe it or not, I'll have you kicked out immediately."