Zeng Zifang was too good at choosing the timing for negotiations; she was about to see the Refining Saint Wall, and she wanted to make a deal, making it difficult for Qian Duoduo to refuse.

"If you gain something from the Refining Saint Wall, you'll have to help me once in the future."

Zeng Zifang's face was flushed, and her eyes glowed like the eerie ghost-fire shining from a deep pit.

"Help with what?"

"We'll talk about it then. If you agree to help me, I also agree to help you with something in the future, unconditionally."

Zeng Zifang lightly bit her red lips, radiating a captivating charm.

"This..." Qian Duoduo yelled in his heart, "This woman is digging a pit, and I don't want to fall into it."

"Oh dear, the time to enter Zongshi Ridge is limited, Elder Qian, make a decision quickly, or it will be too late to enter."

Zeng Zifang's face instantly turned cold.

Qian Duoduo understood that if he shook his head, she would immediately feign amnesia, forgetting the location of Zongshi Ridge, and by the time she remembered, Zongshi Ridge would be inaccessible.

"Grand Elder, I am a person who knows how to repay kindness. You led me into the Ba Ling Sect, so if you have something, I will definitely go."

Qian Duoduo said, and then forcefully thumped his chest twice.

"I won't let you suffer a loss. Just say the word, and I'm willing to do anything for you..."

Zeng Zifang's eyes flickered, and a wave of hot, alluring charm surged towards Qian Duoduo.

"Time is limited here," Qian Duoduo quickly reminded her.

"Let's go." Zeng Zifang waved her sleeve, directly pulling Qian Duoduo onto her Blood Ruyi, and shot upwards.

Qian Duoduo cried bitterly in his heart.

This scene of them riding together would again be seen by many in the Sect, and his relationship with Zeng Zifang would once again become a topic of gossip among the Disciples.

After passing the Nose Peak, Zeng Zifang flew straight north, through the Right Eye Peak and Left Eye Peak, over the Right Eyebrow Peak and Left Eyebrow Peak, arriving at an unfamiliar area.

This area was filled with Formations, setting up an invisible barrier that prevented Cultivators from moving forward.

Zeng Zifang identified it for a moment, then controlled the Blood Ruyi to land on the hillside, walked between two giant rocks, and said in a deep voice, "Nose Peak's Zeng Zifang sends Qian Duoduo into Zongshi Ridge."

In front of the giant rocks, a narrow door, just wide enough for one person, suddenly appeared.

"Go in." Zeng Zifang pushed Qian Duoduo.

She didn't move a step, indicating that even she, the Grand Elder, could not enter.

Qian Duoduo lifted his leg and walked through the narrow door. As he passed through, he felt a powerful Spiritual Awareness sweep over his entire body, seeing through his mask, revealing his true cultivation, his powerful Upper Spirit Sea, Middle Spirit Sea, and Lower Spirit Sea, the abyss in his Lower Spirit Sea, and the two Purple Eyes within the abyss.

The only thing not seen through was the Golden Toad at his waist and everything within it.

Qian Duoduo's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, he bit the bullet and stepped through the narrow door.

Inside the narrow door, Gong Dian and Shi Chongyang were already waiting.

"Brother Qian!" Shi Chongyang cupped his fists in greeting when he saw Qian Duoduo enter.

Gong Dian, however, turned his head away.

"Brother Shi, sorry to have kept you waiting." Qian Duoduo returned the greeting.

"Not at all." Shi Chongyang waved his hand.

"The Refining Saint Wall is just a legend. The three of us coming here is, at most, for gaining some experience."

Qian Duoduo looked back at the narrow door.

The narrow door had disappeared, and there was nothing outside—no giant rocks, no Zeng Zifang, and no towering Right Eyebrow Peak, Left Eyebrow Peak, Right Eye Peak, and Left Eye Peak.

Evidently, this Zongshi Ridge was a separate space, a place where only a very few could enter.

Perhaps the Refining Saint Wall was just a legend, but it was a very serious legend.

Suddenly, a red light appeared out of nowhere, shining on the three of them. After a brief pause, the red light flashed, and the three of them found themselves in a valley depression.

In the middle of the depression stood a massive stone tablet.

The stone tablet was over ten zhang tall, densely covered with engraved patterns.

Without asking, this was the Refining Saint Wall.

Around the stone tablet, three stone meditation cushions were placed.

Shi Chongyang walked over, sat down, and said with a smile,

"These are the contemplation seats prepared for us. Whether we can comprehend anything or not, we have to sit for three days."

Gong Dian was expressionless, casually sitting on one of the stone meditation cushions.

Qian Duoduo settled onto a stone meditation cushion, his eyes fixed on the long-desired Refining Saint Wall, and his heart trembled suddenly—

What was carved on the stone tablet seemed to be all content from the Encyclopedia of Weapon Refining.