Yu Sheng also felt quite fortunate.

He figured that he probably wouldn't face any calamities today—the little puppet's previous "divination" was clearly inaccurate.

The Master Senior Brother Xuan Che from Qianfeng Ling Mountain in front of him was quite friendly, probably out of respect for his master, or perhaps due to the intimidation from that Anka Aela incident. In any case, it seemed the other party was not planning to pursue the grudge of being hung from the rafters with a copper headband, which was a relief for Yu Sheng.

With a sigh of relief, he also decided it's probably best not to inquire about the follow-up to that "misunderstanding" back then.

And after exchanging a few polite words, Xuan Che finally got accustomed to the somewhat bizarre environment inside No. 66 Wutong Road. He reached somewhere unknown on his person and magically retrieved a rather exquisite-looking wooden box, handing it to Yu Sheng.

"This is a token of thoughtfulness from my master," the young and talented man said politely, "Please don't decline; it's just an ordinary local specialty from Qianfeng Ling Mountain."

The moment Yu Sheng saw the box the other party produced, he felt a spark of excitement and anticipation. It was like something straight out of the novels he usually wrote materializing in reality—this was a gift from a legitimate cultivator, and even though the cultivators in this world have a somewhat strange style, the exquisite appearance of the box suggested its contents wouldn't be inferior.

He expressed his thanks and took the wooden box, carefully opening it while eagerly wondering about the treasures inside, only to find it was filled with beautifully pale purple pills.

On the surface of each pill were faintly visible intricate patterns, slowly illuminating and fading.

Yu Sheng's eyes immediately lit up, and a flood of over two hundred thousand words of settings flashed through his mind. He then looked up at Xuan Che across from him: "Is this... an 'Immortal Pill' refined by Qianfeng Ling Mountain?"

"Crafted by my master himself," Xuan Che said with a smile, "Qianfeng Ling Mountain has the three main peaks of Spirit Storage, Divine Weapon, and Beast Taming, with Spirit Storage as the foremost, focusing on the art of Pill Refining and Talisman. My master's hand-crafted pills are renowned even among the stars..."

Yu Sheng started to feel delighted halfway through listening. Although Hu Li's usual "stews" seemed to have various odd "magical powers," they ultimately looked a bit too peculiar. But this thing in front of him at least matched his stereotypical image of an "Immortal Pill" in terms of aesthetics. The effect was still unknown, but they looked quite collectible. Just as Xuan Che finished speaking, Yu Sheng couldn't help but ask eagerly: "What about their effects? Foundation Establishment? Body Tempering? Enhancement of Cultivation Level or something like that?"

"Um..." Xuan Che opened his mouth, hesitating for some reason upon hearing Yu Sheng's barrage of questions. It took him two or three seconds to continue, "…Primarily, they taste good. This box is grape-flavored, a proud creation of my master."

Yu Sheng's expression froze: "…?"

After two more seconds, he heard Xuan Che continue: "The export version is like this. Of course, these also have some other functions, like regulating endocrine, calming the mind, and aiding digestion—effective for most carbon-based life forms. It's not recommended for the Wooden Gold Man. They might get kidney stones after consuming this."

Yu Sheng's expression remained frozen: "…"

He felt like he had heard something particularly reasonable yet outrageous and, feeling unsure, decided to ask again.

"Well, I'm a bit puzzled," Yu Sheng finally spoke, "I don't usually travel far, so I'm not too familiar with the outside world, nor have I visited your Qianfeng Ling Mountain. But based on my understanding and what I found from Border Communication, over there you all pursue the Dao through cultivation, and the effects of pills should..."

He gestured towards the box of grape-flavored Immortal Pills, confusion in his eyes: "At least have some capability to enhance cultivation, concentrate mind and Qi, or rebuild bones and muscles, shouldn't they?"

"We do have that kind, but we don't dare let others eat it; we can't get the licenses," Xuan Che shrugged, "Especially the 'Foreign Food Safety License' and the 'General Bioconsumption Circulation License'. The latter is the hardest, requiring a whole bunch of 'Alien Toxicological Evaluation Reports.' Our normal Immortal Pills over there simply can't pass the review..."

Pausing to organize his thoughts, he took half a minute to figure out how to explain: "Simply put, if it's not a common species from our side and hasn't undergone professional training, eating them would result in death."

Yu Sheng: "…"

He instantly recalled the scene when he saw the Alien Can on the homepage of the Star Express app at the time.

This world is like that, unreasonably reasonable.

Yu Sheng sighed, nodded with a comprehension-filled expression, and said with a wry smile: "Alright, I understand. So you specifically have these export-type... Well, no wonder they're called local specialties."

"They're quite famous. To many outsiders, Feiyu-13b is a mysterious place, so many are interested in our pills, talismans, and such," Xuan Che said, filled with pride, "My master is a visionary. He always wanted to make further strides in foreign exchanges, spearheading many cultural and creative projects..."

Well, it turned out to be the flagship product of Qianfeng Ling Mountain's cultural and creative project—the type personally crafted and signed by the local leaders.

By this point, there wasn't much change in Yu Sheng's expression, maintaining a calm state of mind.

However, Erin beside him for unknown reasons suddenly became excited, and the little puppet scampered onto the coffee table, pointing at Yu Sheng and saying to Xuan Che: "Hey, you could actually bring the authentic Immortal Pills over. He can eat anything, and if it kills him, you won't have to compensate..."

Xuan Che blinked, this time his expression froze.

Yu Sheng, seeing this, became magnanimous. He leaned over to pat the shoulder of the handsome young man opposite him, speaking earnestly: "The first cross-world exchange is like this; it's easy to be left dumbfounded by a single sentence from the other party—don't mind this guy's nonsense, I really like this gift."

Saying that, he took an "Immortal Pill" from the wooden box and put it in his mouth—it was indeed grape-flavored.

Then he stuffed one into Hu Li's eagerly awaiting mouth and put the rest away.

He had to put them away, looking at Hu Li's expression, any mistake and this box of goodies would be devoured by her.

After that, the topic finally began to steer toward the main matter.

This was also the primary purpose of Xuan Che being sent here by his master, "Wayward Disciple Four Thousand," to "meet the internet acquaintance"—to figure out the origin of the "foreign object" that appeared in the strange room on the second floor of Yu Sheng's house.

Xuan Che placed another small wooden box on the coffee table.

"This is the thing that my Master Uncle brought back from his travels—is what my master found in his Treasure Pavilion."

Yu Sheng, Hu Li, and Erin all immediately gathered around to look at the seemingly ordinary "scrap of cloth" lying in the box.

"Indeed, the patterns on the edges are consistent, it's just that the material and color of the cloth itself are a bit different, it seems to be made from the same source," Yu Sheng compared the details of the cloth fragment with his phone and said thoughtfully, "Moreover, the edges of this piece of cloth have rather neat cuts, it looks like it was cut by a sharp tool...the one I found looks more like it was torn off."

"May I take a look at the 'room' you mentioned?" Xuan Che asked, "I have some basic skills in Qimen Dunshu and Otherworldly Spirit Domain, and perhaps I could see something."

Yu Sheng nodded immediately, getting up while saying, "Of course, it's upstairs, I'll take you there."

He casually picked Erin up from his side and placed her on his shoulder, then led Hu Li and Xuan Che upstairs.

The group soon arrived at the door of the eerie room at the end of the hallway on the second floor.

"This is the room," Yu Sheng pointed to the door in front of them, "This room has always been a bit odd, sometimes scenery that doesn't seem to be from this world appears inside, and this door is also very strange. It took me a great deal of effort to open it the first time..."

Xuan Che couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly.

This room is a bit eerie?

Clearly, there are hardly any places in this whole house that are right!

But since it was a task commanded by his master, he steadied himself, secretly cast several spells on himself, crushed a pill in his palm for refining, and followed Yu Sheng into the room at the end of the hallway.

It was just an unassuming room, at least visually, just as plain and normal as any other place in No. 66 Wutong Road.

But the moment he stepped into the room, Xuan Che felt a very subtle sense of...discord.

Unlike other parts of the building, this discord was not an imbalance in the perception of space position or distance, but the entire room felt off.

The most wrong part was the mirror on the opposite wall.

Yu Sheng noticed that Xuan Che's gaze first fell on the mirror, and this reaction made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Seems like you've sensed something?"

"This mirror is a bit peculiar," Xuan Che said as he approached the seemingly ordinary mirror, carefully touching its surface, "but...I can't quite explain."

"It indeed has issues, but it's currently in a 'closed' state," Yu Sheng spoke casually, "When this mirror 'opens,' it reflects the scenery of another place—sometimes ruins shrouded in black fog, sometimes a cave howling with a snowstorm. And in the latter case, this whole room would be filled with wind and snow. Also, sometimes I feel like this room seems to be split in half, not physically torn in half, but..."

Yu Sheng hesitated at this point, appearing unable to find suitable words to explain such an abstract sensation. After a while, he thought of a way to describe it: "It feels like the whole room is simultaneously located in two places, overlapping an invisible 'other side' on the visible room."

Xuan Che pondered for a moment: "…like being stuck between two worlds?"

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