The little kid dared not speak and obediently accepted.

The rules of Jinlan Mountain dictate that anyone below the Sixth Tier is forbidden to leave the mountain, lest they bring shame upon themselves or be beaten to death.

The little kid is exceptionally gifted, and it's imperative that he doesn't waste this talent; dreaming of advancing fiercely is mere delusion.

Without a flawless foundation, there's no chance of making progress; don't even think about advancing.

The little kid grinned cheekily, not caring much about getting beaten.

Since young, he has been sensible, actually feeling closer to those who beat him harder.

To be honest, Yu Ziqing is quite lenient on him.

The village chief is the one who rides the line between life and death, timing it precisely, truly unafraid of beating someone to death.

Yu Ziqing is genuinely afraid of beating someone to death.

The little kid, battered and swollen, subtly suppressing his body's recovery speed, followed closely behind Yu Ziqing.

In the next moment, a huge creature came charging after them, growing smaller as it approached. Finally, it became as big as a dog and rushed to Yu Ziqing, hugging his thigh and clinging to his leg.

The dumb dog that hadn't seen Yu Ziqing in years acted as if it met its family.

Life was simply unbearable.

Initially, coordinating a little with the village chief to test a Secret Technique wasn't a big deal; when the village chief saw it weakening, he indeed held back.

But as the experiment went on, this creature grew stronger, and the village chief's force intensified correspondingly.

Now, it was about to regain its former strength, making the dumb dog increasingly anxious.

The painful memories, unbearable to recall, gradually surged from its heart.

Yu Ziqing kicked the dumb dog away.

"Patrol the mountain gate properly, look at your lack of progress. Have you ever seen a Fierce Beast advance as quickly as you?"

The dumb dog shook its head repeatedly; it didn't want strength at all.

Living here as a weakling was great.

Things were incredibly comfortable; everyone provided food.

Ironically, the stronger it became, the less comfortable it felt.

"Alright, get up, I'll go talk to the village chief later."

The dumb dog, patrolling Jinlan Mountain, was indeed diligent. It's better than nothing, and it even strengthened ties with surrounding neighbors.

Whenever there was something in Jinlan Mountain, it would have the dumb dog deliver it, and over time, the relationship improved naturally.

After all, given the distance, it's impossible for the village chief to personally run thousands of miles for every minor issue.

Back in the village, those who grasp at festivals just to have a reason to dine finally found an excuse and immediately arranged a banquet.

Full and satisfied with food and drink, Yu Ziqing wandered to the Magic Plants Territory, checking on the Juice.

The condition was good but evidently hadn't returned to normal after the last incident.

Yu Ziqing genuinely dared not mess with his poor little Juice anymore.

"I have something to ask you about your relationship with the Undying Mandala.

I need to visit the Undying Mandala and ask for some help.

Do you think there's a chance?"

After finishing his words, Yu Ziqing glanced at the Snake Willow, which elongated its heads, its gaze vacant.

"What are you looking at, translate it?"

The snake heads on the Snake Willow maintained an air of great intelligence.

It wasn't until Yu Ziqing took out a piece of giant shark meat and approached other magic plants did the snakes of Snake Willow, using their heads like pens, begin writing rapidly on the ground.

"My big brother says, not familiar, the Undying Mandala has a bad temper. If there's anything, talk to my big brother."

Yu Ziqing tossed the meat to the Snake Willow, and the group of snakes fought each other to divide the meat.

"It's not that I'm not looking for you; you haven't recovered yet, so focus on your recovery.

I've encountered some obstacles in cultivation that require help.

Juice from our family takes the technical route, no brute force.

I need someone who embraces brute force, someone who can reach the path of my cultivation, preferably brings danger.

Also, it needs to be controllable.

I initially considered asking my big brother for help, but he's been given so much by the Evil Lord over time that I'm genuinely worried my big brother might not hold back.

Ultimately, after much thought, trying the Undying Mandala might work.

Can you make an introduction? Will they give you face?"

Yu Ziqing finished speaking, and the nearby Snake Willow opened hundreds of mouths.

Yu Ziqing threw out the meat, each snake wrote with brilliant speed, producing a pile of words swiftly.

"My big brother says, bring my big brother's old stump to tell the Undying Mandala if you die, my big brother will abandon him subsequently."

Yu Ziqing was stunned, looking at the Snake Willow.

Is our Juice that imposing?

The Snake Willow finished writing, fought another round of chaos, and quickly erased those words, re-writing.

"My big brother said it's merely a little help; you bring the old stump, and even if they don't assist, you'll be safe.

Tell them my big brother has started a new life cycle."

"Oh, you startled me."

Yu Ziqing chatted for a while, watered, and fed a round of magic plants before turning away, heading for the Abyss.

Now, as the de facto master of the Immortal Herb Old Stump, it indeed has some utility.

He traveled to the Abyss, descending into the desert, spotting the Bloodthirsty Devil Flower, Yu Ziqing immediately pulled out the Duster Handle transformed from the old stump.

"It has lived another lifetime, this is what it became."

Yu Ziqing intended to build relations, yet the Bloodthirsty Devil Flower didn't consider him responsible for harming the Immortal Herb, acquiring the old stump.

If he truly harmed the Immortal Herb, he wouldn't be thriving here now.

Crossing the Blood River, the Bloodthirsty Devil Flower even gifted Yu Ziqing a petal as large as a human head, recommending he keep it.

Yu Ziqing glanced at the Immortal Herb Old Stump in his hand, realizing its usefulness now.

At least it provides status, and quite effectively too.