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He crouched down, picked up a layer of sand from the ground, and rubbed it a bit. The sand contained some tiny eggs left by a desolate beast, not yet fully hatched. The soil here was no different from that of other areas in the outer desolate territory—uniquely common and not directly utilizable.

"This is strange,"

Xiang Beifei had not detected anything unusual about the mountain. He rode his sword away from the mountain and scrutinized it from different angles in the air. He understood the principle that things vary with the perspective from which they are viewed, so he checked from every possible direction.

But it seemed he could not discern anything.

It was too normal.

Anyone passing by would treat it as an ordinary mountain.

"I have investigated many times," Xiao Sheng’s voice came from the foot of the mountain, more than three hundred meters below.

"What are your thoughts?" asked Xiang Beifei.

"The old man must have forgotten something. Perhaps before his amnesia, smashing this mountain was his last memory, so every time he tries to remember something, he comes here to strike it," said Xiao Sheng.

"But other shattered mountains do not reassemble," Xiang Beifei remarked.

Just now, they had destroyed the nearby mountain ranges, and the only one that reassembled was this mountain.

"Or perhaps it serves as a place for him to vent his emotions," added Xiao Sheng.

"Watching this mountain for so many years just to smack it?" Xiang Beifei asked.

What a deep-seated grudge that must be.

Xiao Sheng was unable to answer because Xiang Qingde did not appear to be such a person. Moreover, it seemed unnecessary to specifically travel thousands of miles just to vent emotions.

Xiang Beifei flew around the entire mountain, circling it over and over, from the peak to the foot, clockwise and counterclockwise, trying all manners of flying, yet he discovered nothing.

"Have you tried smashing this mountain?" Xiang Beifei landed and asked Xiao Sheng.

"Why would I smash it?"

"To replicate the experiment?" Xiang Beifei suggested.

He did not have the power to smash the mountain, but Xiao Sheng did.

Xiao Sheng considered Xiang Beifei’s words. He had indeed never done that. In his previous investigations, he had used more methods than Xiang Beifei could think of, but he had never thought to smash it himself.

In his opinion, the mountain’s secrets could only be uncovered if it remained intact; if it were destroyed, how could the investigation continue?

"You have the power, right?" Xiang Beifei asked.

"Smashing a mountain of this scale is not an issue, but are you sure you want to do this?"

"It has already been destroyed six times, one more won’t hurt," Xiang Beifei seemed indifferent.

Xiao Sheng nodded slightly: "Your approach is quite extraordinary."

He did not reject the idea but raised a blue mist, pushing the old gentleman beside Xiang Beifei, and said, "Keep your distance."

Xiang Beifei would have done that anyway.

Xiao Sheng leaped into the air, with powerful Spiritual Power gathering in his hand.

Whoosh!

The air around him surged violently, converging toward him, forming a mighty vortex. Then he fiercely struck down towards the mountaintop with a palm!

Bang!

The palm strike thundered, echoing loudly, carrying a momentum that could obliterate anything, and it instantly slammed into the mountaintop!

Such terrifying force could have flattened any mountain in the Cultivated Domain.

However, when Xiao Sheng’s Spiritual Power hit the mountain, it was like a stream of water hitting a soft sponge—the mountain absorbed all the Spiritual Power without a trace.

The entire mountain remained unmoved!

"This—"

Xiao Sheng was quite astonished.

He actually couldn’t destroy the mountain!

It should be noted that he was a God Refining early-stage martial artist, and with such strength, destroying the mountain, if not with one palm, should at least obliterate half of its peak, or at the very least, break a few rocks.

"How can this be?"

Stunned, Xiao Sheng looked at the high mountain and swung another palm strike at it!

Bang!

The mountain remained steadfast.

Xiang Beifei stroked his chin, pondering something.

"Why don’t you try?" said Xiao Sheng.

Xiang Beifei shook his head: "It seems pointless, it probably can’t be smashed."

"Then how did the old gentleman smash it?"

Xiao Sheng looked at the still unconscious Xiang Qingde.

Xiang Qingde had indeed shattered the mountain several times over.

"I don’t know," Xiang Beifei shook his head.

Xiao Sheng frowned, "You don’t seem very surprised by this situation."

"How do you think I should react?" Xiang Beifei retorted.

Xiao Sheng looked at Xiang Beifei thoughtfully but did not ask further.

Xiang Beifei remained silent, continuing to ponder a question.

When Xiao Sheng slapped down just now, logically, the Spiritual Power should have whipped up the dust, but when his Spiritual Power touched the mountain top, the soil on the mountain seemed to have a strange consciousness that swallowed up Xiao Sheng’s Spiritual Power!

To shatter this great mountain, the amount of Spiritual Power required was quite enormous, yet the surging waves of power were devoured by the soil!

He had seen this situation once before.

At the mountain in the Withered Forest, he had defeated a team of Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage led by Shi Renmei, relying on the backwards-flowing stream on the mountain. There, the stream had the ability to devour everyone’s Spiritual Power, not even sparing Xiang Beifei’s.

But the mountain was influenced by the stream, while this mountain seemed to be influenced by the soil.

To confirm this, Xiang Beifei specifically grabbed a handful of soil and channeled his Spiritual Power into it, and the soil continued devouring his Spiritual Power.

He pondered for a moment, then carried the soil into the sky. About a hundred meters away from the mountain, he channeled Spiritual Power into the soil again, and it lost its devouring ability!

Indeed, the strangest part lay within this mountain!

The mountain in the Withered Forest was the same; once the stream left the mountain, it turned into an ordinary stream, losing its devouring abilities, and the soil from this mountain underwent the same transformation upon leaving the mountain.

The only difference was that the stream in the Withered Forest would devour upon mere contact, but the soil from this mountain didn’t devour Spiritual Power by mere touch.

Xiang Beifei refocused his gaze on the mountain, which was much smaller compared to the mountain in the Withered Forest, yet it was so bizarre.

"Is there any connection between this mountain and the one in the Withered Forest?"

Xiang Beifei was baffled.

The two of them had lingered in this place for a long time, trying various methods to destroy the mountain, but it remained unscathed; it seemed only the grandfather had the ability to shatter this mountain.

But at that moment, Xiang Beifei suddenly turned his head and saw a beam of light flow from the grandfather’s system interface; before he could react, the system opened a vortex and swept the grandfather into it!

Whoosh!

The grandfather disappeared on the spot.

"He..." Xiang Beifei was slightly stunned.

"He must have gone home."

Xiao Sheng found this not unusual, and skillfully stored his All Rivers Run into Sea.

Xiang Beifei contemplated for a moment, looked at the mountain once more, confirmed its position, then said, "We need to go back."

Whether it was true or not, he needed to make sure his grandfather was safe.

The two quickly left the mountain and rushed back to the Jiuzhou continent.

It took Xiang Beifei an hour to get home, and seeing the grandfather lying on his bed, lightly snoring, looking like he was just sleeping, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"He always does this," Xiao Sheng said.

"What’s your next step?" Xiang Beifei asked.

"I don’t know," Xiao Sheng shook his head, looked at Xiang Beifei and at Xiang Qingde lying on the ground, "What was, will still be."

"So you’re going back to the store?"

"I should," Xiao Sheng said.

After a moment of silence, Xiang Beifei said, "Thank you."

"Do you believe what I said?"

"I can’t find a reason not to," Xiang Beifei said, "Thanks for looking after my grandfather."

"No need," Xiao Sheng shook his head, "The old man has a deep understanding of life; he embodies a positive spirit that allows me to see hope in life and understand the meaning of my existence."

He had no close relatives, was a very introverted person, not willing to express his emotions. He had been investigating his master Qin Hongyi’s case for several years without any results, which caused him great tension.

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But Xiang Qingde was a very optimistic old man.

Optimistic people often have a way of influencing those around them.

"Besides, your father once saved me, and I’m just repaying him," he added.

"Do you know where my father went?"

"Not sure; when he was a Pioneer, he and I weren’t in the same team," Xiao Sheng said.

Xiang Beifei did not ask further.

"Tomorrow, I’ll be back at the restaurant."

With that, Xiao Sheng turned and left.