"What kind of special circumstances?" Chu Feng asked.
"That is unknown."
"My father and your father also triggered it by accident," Sansheng Qiutian said.
"You mentioned earlier that my Master counts as half your Master?" Zi Ling asked curiously.
"Senior Chu Xuanyuan is also your Master?" Sansheng Qiutian grew interested as well.
"Mhm." Zi Ling nodded.
Sansheng Qiutian grew even more excited: "Then I'm your senior brother too."
"I should be calling you junior sister, shouldn't I?"
But after saying this, Sansheng Qiutian turned to Chu Feng. "Brother Chu Feng, you don't mind me calling Miss Zi Ling junior sister, do you?"
"Of course not."
A form of address — Chu Feng didn't mind one bit.
Besides, after talking with him, Chu Feng got the sense that Sansheng Qiutian was a bit simple-minded.
But his simplicity didn't seem like an act. It was more that this person was genuinely pure-hearted.
He even kept referring to Chu Feng's father as "Senior."
Compared to the other members of the Three Saint Monster Clan, Sansheng Qiutian was at least willing to show his respect for Chu Xuanyuan openly.
As such, Chu Feng's impression of him improved quite a bit.
But the moment Chu Feng finished speaking, Zi Ling said: "I mind. I formally took him as my Master — did you?"
"Well, I actually didn't," Sansheng Qiutian admitted.
"Oh, a real man doesn't sweat the small stuff," Sansheng Qiutian said.
"I'm not a real man," Zi Ling replied.
Sansheng Qiutian wanted to retort but couldn't find the words, so he could only say: "That... does make some sense."
Before long, Chu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up as the faint silhouette of a towering mountain appeared in the far distance.
It was still incredibly far away, but the rough outline of the mountain was already visible.
It was part of a mountain range, but the peak in the center was extraordinarily tall — so tall that clouds could only drift around its base.
A truly colossal existence. Its oppressive aura was overwhelmingly powerful; one couldn't even imagine what it would feel like to approach it up close.
There was no need to ask — that was the Divine Mountain.
"Have you entered the Divine Mountain before?" Chu Feng asked Sansheng Qiutian.
"Of course." Sansheng Qiutian nodded.
"What kind of formations inside the Divine Mountain have healing effects?" Chu Feng asked.
Earlier, the Three Saint Monster Clan's Clan Master had said that the Divine Mountain contained a power capable of completely curing Zi Ling's injuries.
At first, Chu Feng had entered the Divine Mountain hoping to see if there were opportunities to gain benefits — improving his cultivation would naturally be a bonus.
But now, Chu Feng had made curing Zi Ling's injuries his top priority.
"There are many formations inside the Divine Mountain, but most have already been breached. Once breached, they can't be broken again."
"The ones that remain intact are only the formations deep within the Divine Mountain, and there aren't many left."
"As for the formations deep in the Divine Mountain, what you obtain after breaking them is the Divine Mountain's Power."
"When you leave the Divine Mountain, it will randomly assign you a treasure based on how much Divine Mountain's Power you've accumulated."
"The more Divine Mountain's Power you have, the better the treasure you'll receive."
"But if your Divine Mountain's Power exceeds a certain amount, the mountain will no longer randomly assign you a treasure."
"Instead, you'll be able to enter the Divine Mountain's Temple Hall."
"Inside the Temple Hall, you can freely exchange your Divine Mountain's Power for whatever items you need."
"That's quite the place."
"Items for cultivation, healing supplies, treasures — they have everything in there," Sansheng Qiutian said.
"How much Divine Mountain's Power do you need to enter the Temple Hall?" Chu Feng asked.
Randomly assigned treasures weren't what Chu Feng wanted. Entering the Temple Hall to freely choose — that was what he had in mind.
"It seems there's no specific amount required. It's different every time."