My words have become law; I truly have no desire to display my divine power before others.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on him, making his bluish-gray Taoist robe gleam with a faint silver glow.

His expression remained calm, but his eyes held a hint of seriousness that had appeared before.

"Little one," he said, "would you be willing to become the mountain god of these Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

The room fell silent.

The chubby baby stood frozen in A Luo's palm, mouth agape, eyes wide open, as if someone had cast a spell on him.

He stopped crying and trembling, and just stared blankly at Ye Qingfeng, his mind a complete blank.

Mountain god? What mountain god? He's just a radish spirit, a mountain god?

A Luo was also stunned. Her hands, which were holding the chubby baby, trembled slightly. She looked at Ye Qingfeng, then at the chubby baby in her palm, and didn't know what to say.

Upon hearing these words, Lü Yang froze on the threshold.

His mouth was agape, and his eyes were bigger than a chubby baby's.

"Immortal Master, what did you say? This little one, appointed as the mountain god of the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

He pointed at the chubby baby, his finger trembling, "Him? Him? A little radish spirit who farted in my bed?"

The chubby baby instinctively wanted to retort, but opened his mouth and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Miao Gui followed behind, one foot just stepping over the threshold while the other remained outside.

He froze, his expression even more dramatic than Lü Yang's.

He lived in the Ten Thousand Mountains for eighteen years, drove corpses for three years, and heard countless legends about the mountain god.

In those legends, the mountain god is the foundation of the Ten Thousand Mountains, and holds the position of a righteous god appointed by Heaven and Earth.

But a thousand years ago, the mountain god suddenly disappeared, and some people speculated that he had perished.

Although no one knew why he had perished, no one cared; all they cared about was the vacant position of the mountain god.

Unfortunately, those forces have searched for so long but haven't found it.

Now this Taoist priest is saying, "Let a radish spirit become the mountain god?"

Miao Gui swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Master, the mountain god you mentioned... is it the one who can govern all the land and all the mountain spirits and monsters of the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at him: "How many mountain gods do you think there are in the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

Miao Gui opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Shen Zhaoyue leaned against the door without speaking, but a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She glanced at Ye Qingfeng, then at the trembling little thing in A Luo's arms, lost in thought.

A'Luo finally came to her senses. She held the chubby baby, took two steps forward, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Immortal Master, the mountain god you mentioned... is it the mountain god of the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

Ye Qingfeng nodded.

Aro looked down at the chubby baby.

The chubby baby looked up at her, its round eyes filled with confusion and fear.

He had no idea what had happened, only that the Taoist priest who had frightened him had said a word that frightened him even more.

A Luo bit her lip and mustered her courage to ask, "Immortal Master, he... he's just a radish spirit, he has no skills whatsoever, he can't even beat Young Master Lü..."

Lu Yang muttered to himself, "What do you mean you can't even beat me..."

A'Luo ignored him and continued, "How can he be a mountain god?"

Ye Qingfeng looked at her, then at the little thing curled up in her palm, and said calmly.

"It's not that I wanted him to take the position. It was the Mountain God who chose him."

The room fell silent again.

Miao Gui gasped, "Mountain God Seal? Daoist, you have a Mountain God Seal?"

Ye Qingfeng did not answer, but simply raised his right hand.

Palms facing up.

A small seal slowly rose from his palm.

The seal was made entirely of green jade, square in shape, and only the size of a palm.

It is engraved with the patterns of mountains and rivers, so dense and detailed that it looks as if the entire 100,000-meter-long mountain range has been shrunk on it.

The seal knob is a coiled Qilin, so lifelike that it seems ready to come to life at any moment.

It floated an inch above Ye Qingfeng's palm, slowly rotating, its entire body radiating a warm, bluish light.

The light was not dazzling, but it had an indescribable weight to it.

It resembles a mountain, a land, or the stones that have been sleeping for thousands of years deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Everyone in the room was enveloped in that light, feeling as if they were standing on a mountaintop, or as if they were submerged at the bottom of the sea.

Lü Yang opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Miao Gui's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

Mountain God Seal.

The real Mountain God Seal is in the hands of this Taoist priest.

As Miao Gui gazed at the slowly rotating seal, he suddenly recalled those legends.

It is said that the Mountain God Seal will choose its own master, that only those with pure hearts can be recognized by it, and that whoever obtains the Mountain God Seal will be the true master of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

He glanced at the seal, then at Ye Qingfeng, then at the trembling radish spirit in A Luo's palm, his mind a jumbled mess.

Ye Qingfeng looked down at the seal in his palm and said calmly, "This seal moved slightly at the market just now."

Lu Yang was taken aback: "It moved?"

Ye Qingfeng nodded: "It was very light and very brief. I thought it was my imagination at the time, but later in the courtyard, it moved again."

He looked at the chubby baby: "It's always heading in the direction of this little thing."

The chubby baby huddled in A Luo's palm, trembling all over.

He couldn't understand these words, but he could feel the light emanating from the seal, as if it were looking at him.

The feeling was strange; it wasn't like being stared at, but more like being gently supported by something, as if an invisible hand was stroking his head.

He grew up in these mountains, hiding in the soil and afraid to come out, secretly absorbing incense smoke and secretly helping A Luo find ginseng.

He had never known what it meant to be "seen," but at this moment, he felt that he had been seen.

It wasn't that terrifying Taoist priest who saw it, but this mountain that saw it.

Ye Qingfeng put the seal back into his sleeve, looked at the chubby baby, and said indifferently, "I don't know why it chose you."

But the Mountain God Seal is a position of righteous deity appointed by Heaven and Earth; its selection has its own reasons.

The chubby baby stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say.

Ye Qingfeng continued, "This is not something I can force you to do. If you are willing, come to see me in three days. If you are not willing, that is also fine."

He paused, then added, "The choice of the Mountain God Seal will not be wrong."

The room remained quiet for a long time.

The chubby baby lay motionless in A Luo's palm.

His mind was still a mess, but he remembered every word Ye Qingfeng said.

Aro looked down at him and asked softly, "Doll?"

The chubby baby raised his head, his eyes red, his lips pursed, then pursed again, and finally he whispered, "I...I need to think about it..."

Ye Qingfeng nodded: "Three days. That's enough."

A Luo bowed to Ye Qingfeng, then turned and left, holding the chubby baby.

Lu Yang stood at the doorway, watching A Luo's figure disappear into the night. He turned back, his face full of confusion: "Immortal Master, do you really think that little thing can become a mountain god?"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at him: "You think he's not good enough?"

Lu Yang scratched his head: "He can't even beat me..."

"The mountain god doesn't rely on fighting," Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

Lu Yang was taken aback: "Then what do we rely on?"

Ye Qingfeng did not answer.