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In the deserted pavilion in the mountains, the cold wind was piercing.

An old monk had been murdered within the pavilion, his blood splattered everywhere.

Yibai paid no attention to this, his eyes fixed on the little old man who appeared before him and claimed to be the Mountain God.

The man wanted the other half of Yibai's authority as the Deity of Dayin Mountain and offered to take care of the aftermath concerning the old monk.

But Yibai was perplexed.

"Mountain God, what aftermath does this matter have?"

Yibai asked, pointing to the bamboo tube in his hand.

He indeed possessed the authority of the Mountain God, which lay uselessly upon him.

Initially, the Mountain Lord of Dayin Mountain had tried to seize it but failed; since then, it had remained with him.

If the Mountain God wanted it, Yibai was willing to give it, for after all, the Mountain God was personally sealed by the Heavenly Emperor and should have it returned to him.