In the Ten Thousand Realms, an unknown little world.

Looking down from the sky, the earth below reveals a series of towering mountains rising majestically, with ethereal Immortal Clouds floating and ancient trees standing tall. There are no buildings in sight; the whole little world resembles a vast utopian paradise.

As the view draws closer, one mountain range stands out prominently.

This enormous, giant mountain range is formed by seven continuous ranges, resembling the spine of a giant dragon.

On the spine, there is a small courtyard.

The courtyard is small, with houses built from ordinary blue stones, and in front of the courtyard lies a small pond about a hundred meters in size.

A figure sits cross-legged in front of it.

With his left hand resting on his chin and his right hand holding a fishing rod made of bamboo, his eyes are droopy as he fishes idly.

The man wears a clean and plain grayish-blue robe, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, dots of Holy Light between his brows, exuding an aura of great majesty.

His every move, every gesture, can mobilize the surrounding Natural Law, harmonizing with him. If not observed carefully, it is impossible to notice that there is someone sitting there.

This is because he merely sits there and merges with nature; more accurately, nature merges with him. He is the embodiment of Daoist Natural Law and the manifestation of the ultimate truth.

...

A gust of wind stirs, moving the float made of lotus leaves on the pond’s surface.

The man does not lift his head, continuing to gaze at the lotus leaf and says languidly, "Come out."

As the man finishes speaking, the space in front twists, and a short and stout middle-aged man walks out.

The middle-aged man wears a golden Immortal Robe, standing less than six feet tall, slightly chubby, yet his features are decent. With his cultivation reaching a certain level, one’s appearance doesn’t falter, as the aura compensates.

With the appearance of this short and stout middle-aged man, the surrounding Spiritual Power begins to become uncontrollably violent. From this, it can be seen that although this man appears unimposing, his cultivation strength is terrifyingly extreme.

After the middle-aged man appears, Li Qiye ignores him, his gaze always fixed on the lotus float in the pond.

The next second, the lotus leaf moves, and with a lift of his hand, he hooks a dreadfully ugly, pitch-black great river turtle.

The middle-aged man, hands clasped behind his back, glances at the pond before him, then at the great river turtle in Li Qiye’s hand, and comments with a smile, "You have a great sense of humor."

"Using the Realm Sea as a pond, raising world-class Great Demons."

"If I’m not mistaken, you must be behind the mysterious disappearance of the ’Sea of the Unseen Realm,’ right?"

Li Qiye casually flicks his hand, placing the great river turtle on the ground, then lifts his head to look at the short and stout middle-aged man, asking with a deadpan expression, "What do you want?"

The short and stout middle-aged man smiles, saying, "Let’s be friends."

As soon as he finishes speaking, Li Qiye responds, "Not interested, scram."

He doesn’t give the short and stout middle-aged man any face, even though his cultivation has reached the Third Layer of Slaying Dao.

Upon hearing such an attitude, the short and stout middle-aged man widens his eyes, looking incredulous as it is the first time he has heard such an offensive remark.

"My name is An Daoshan; I wonder if you’ve heard of me." An Daoshan gives his name.

Hearing this, some old memories surge in his heart, and unexpectedly, he laughs, "An Daoshan, are you famous?"

Back then, he was also as arrogant and conceited as An Daoshan. But after encountering someone, he became humble and kept a low profile.

From that day, he understood what it meant by ’there’s always someone stronger, bigger world beyond your own.’

An Daoshan’s words reminded him of how he once bragged about his name to Elder Su on the River of Time; it’s exactly the same.

Hearing this, An Daoshan is taken aback.

He cannot fully sense the exact cultivation strength of the man before him, but since this task was entrusted to him, his second brother must have a reason. It must be within his ability to handle; otherwise, why would he give him this person to deal with?

Therefore, the opponent should be hiding his cultivation. However, judging from the aura, his cultivation strength should at least have reached the Unity Realm.

At most, it could reach Unity Perfection, maybe the Seventh or Eighth Realm at most, Unity Perfection at the highest.

Because the man his second brother wants to deal with, called Huang, is also at Unity Perfection, a half-step into Slaying Dao.

His second brother is a small realm higher than him; he certainly wouldn’t arrange an opponent for him more difficult than himself, right?

Thinking of this, An Daoshan completely dismisses his concerns, saying leisurely, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me, considering your young age."

"Whether you know me or not doesn’t matter."

"What matters is, today, either we become friends... or..."

After speaking, An Daoshan releases his aura, instantly descending around Li Qiye, attempting to intimidate him.

After An Daoshan’s aura is released, Li Qiye also confirms that the opponent’s cultivation is merely at Fourth Realm of Slaying Dao and has not concealed it.

Soon, Li Qiye finds it boring, sits back down, continues fishing, ignoring An Daoshan: "I’ll give you three breaths to leave my sight."

Seeing the opponent easily shake off his pressure, An Daoshan raises an eyebrow, surprised.

Even someone at Unity Perfection couldn’t possibly do something like this so easily, right?

....

"Three...."

Li Qiye stares at the water’s surface, beginning to count down.

"Two...."

"I heard you’re quite acquainted with Elder Su?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qiye raises an eyebrow, stops the countdown, looks up at An Daoshan, and frowns, "What’s it to you?"

"I want to propose a deal with you, interested?"

"Speak." Hearing it’s related to Elder Su, Li Qiye cannot help but pay extra attention.

If he had delayed even for a second, he’d now be millions of miles away.

...

"Help me with a small favor, deliver a small item to Elder Su, and make sure to hand it to him personally."

"In return, I can grant you one wish."

An Daoshan doesn’t intend to beat around the bush; considering his overwhelming strength here, there’s no pressure. He’s set on this, what can you do?

"What small item?" Li Qiye frowns.

"A gift."

"Why do you want me to deliver it?"

"I... I’m not convenient." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Not convenient? What’s so inconvenient?"

Speaking of this, An Daoshan becomes a bit impatient, can’t be bothered to find an excuse, and bluntly states, "To put it plainly, it’s borrowing your hand, using Elder Su’s trust in you, to help us deliver something."

"Does this make it clear?"

Although his second brother advised finding a valid reason, avoiding coercion or inducement as much as possible.

He dislikes lying; if a strong approach works, why beat around the bush?