"I want to meet your most esteemed clan leader," Lin Yifan replied.

"Meet our clan leader?"

Hearing this intent, the Zhuoma Clan people started discussing among themselves, some were fearful, not knowing what Lin Yifan might be plotting.

"Does this young brother have some important business with our Zhuoma Clan leader?"

"Of course, don't ask too much, just take me to him," Lin Yifan answered.

"You won't kill our clan leader, will you?"

The younger generation of the Zhuoma Clan voiced their worries, very afraid that such an event might happen.

After all, the clan leader was the strongest figure in their Zhuoma Clan. It was because of him that the Zhuoma Clan could stand firm in this small city for decades; therefore, even if they were to die, they wouldn't let anything happen to the clan leader.

"Do I look like a bad person?" Lin Yifan's face showed displeasure, unhappy with the Zhuoma Clan members' suspicions.

"Not at all, not at all."

The people of the Zhuoma Clan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Lin Yifan wasn't here to cause trouble, which reassured them.

Relieved of this inner worry, they took Lin Yifan to meet their clan leader.

As they walked, Lin Yifan surprisingly found himself in front of a cave entrance.

The Zhuoma Clan built their homes on the mountainside, combining modern and ancient architectural styles. Generally, one would live in a comfortable house, but the Zhuoma Clan leader defied convention by living in a simple cave. This made him think that the Zhuoma Clan leader was not an ordinary person, possibly a cultivator.

It was astonishing for there to still be cultivators in the Western Highlands. He wondered if the Zhuoma Clan leader was a descendant of a foreign cultivation organization, but he felt that this trip would be eventful.

"Knock, knock!"

First, they courteously knocked on the door twice, and then an elder from the Zhuoma Clan explained the purpose in the Western Region language.

Lin Yifan didn't understand what he was saying, so he let the two herdsmen who had accompanied him translate.

The two herdsmen didn't hesitate and translated immediately.

Knowing that it was just a visit, he felt relieved, as long as it wasn't a warning to let the Zhuoma Clan leader escape.

Upon hearing that a cultivator from the Central Plains wanted to see him, the Zhuoma Clan leader was quite puzzled.

However, since he was here, the leader, who usually stayed away from worldly affairs, didn't believe Lin Yifan intended to harm him, so he opened the cave door, allowing Lin Yifan to enter.

"Young brother! You may enter now," the people of the Zhuoma Clan invited Lin Yifan over.

With permission granted, Lin Yifan did not hesitate and stepped inside directly.

The two herdsmen also wanted to follow inside, but they were stopped by the Zhuoma Clan people.

"Let one of them in; I need them to help me translate."

Lin Yifan intervened, or rather, just clarified his intentions.

The Zhuoma Clan people didn't have the authority, so they asked for the clan leader's opinion.

The clan leader had no objections, so one of the herdsmen followed Lin Yifan inside.

For the first time stepping inside the most guarded area of the Zhuoma Clan, the herdsman following Lin Yifan felt like he was dreaming.

He never imagined in his life that he could enter here; it was truly incredible.

All of this was thanks to Lin Yifan, whom he now regarded as a deity, capable of anything and feared by none.

The cave where the Zhuoma Clan leader resided was quite cold. Upon entering, Lin Yifan immediately felt an icy chill.

To be able to stay in such a cold place, surely the person must be a cultivator, and perhaps the martial arts they practiced were related to the ice attribute.

Even though he wore thick clothes, the herdsman still couldn't stop shivering here.

The cave's temperature was too low, probably below minus twenty degrees, far beyond what his clothes could cope with.

"Deity, why don't you feel cold?"

Lin Yifan wore even thinner clothes but seemed unaffected by the cold. It was truly impressive.

"Have you ever seen a deity afraid of the cold?" Lin Yifan retorted with a hint of irritation.

"Oh, that's true!"

The herdsman realized he had asked a foolish question.

"Stay close to me, don't wander off, and don't touch anything, understand?"

Lin Yifan instructed, not wanting to offend the Zhuoma Clan leader.

"Understood," the herdsman replied.

Even if given ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare touch anything belonging to the Zhuoma Clan leader, as he would still have to live in the Western Highlands in the future. What would he do if he offended anyone from the Zhuoma Clan?

Walking along the road, Lin Yifan and his group soon reached the residence of the Zhuoma Clan leader.

The temperature here was even lower, already reaching minus thirty degrees, making it hard for the herdsman behind Lin Yifan to endure.

This was a large hall, with an elder with white hair yet youthful features sitting inside.

At that moment, the elder stared vigilantly at Lin Yifan and asked, "Young brother from afar, may I know your business?"

Lin Yifan looked bewildered and gestured to the herdsman behind him to translate.

The herdsman's teeth were chattering too much to translate properly.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan had to unleash a cultivation power to shield the herdsman from the cold.

Feeling his body improve instantly, the herdsman looked at Lin Yifan in surprise and asked, "Deity, did you help me ward off the cold?"

"Isn't that obvious? Hurry up and translate for me!" Lin Yifan answered impatiently.

The herdsman was amazed. He never thought Lin Yifan could dispel even the intangible cold, truly impressive. He immediately started translating.

Meanwhile, the Zhuoma Clan leader frowned deeply, knowing that Lin Yifan casually demonstrated a power at the early stage of the Divine Transformation Third Realm. His realm must be quite high, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

Understanding the Zhuoma Clan leader's question, Lin Yifan replied, "I want to ask you if you know where Twin Peaks and Blue Moon Valley are."

The herdsman behind him translated in real-time, allowing the two people of different languages to communicate smoothly.

Hearing the names of these places, the Zhuoma Clan leader shuddered inwardly.

He didn't expect Lin Yifan to come all the way for the Cold Moon Palace.

Cold Moon Palace was a sacred place in the Western Highlands, and it could not be defiled or destroyed by any cultivator from the Central Plains. So he answered, "I don't know."

This answer was unexpected for Lin Yifan. He thought that a cultivator in the Western Highlands would surely know something about the cultivation world here.

To confirm the answer, Lin Yifan asked again, "Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

"Absolutely!"

The Zhuoma Clan leader replied very firmly.

"Is it possible for me to take a look at your books and records here?"

Lin Yifan tested by asking, wanting to see the Zhuoma Clan leader's reaction.

If there was any hesitation, it would mean the Zhuoma Clan leader was lying; if there was no hesitation, it might be true.

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