Zhang Rongfang's question received no answer.

The man continued to stare at the stone house, motionless.

"Senior?"

Zhang Rongfang spoke again.

Still no response.

He turned to look at Ran Xinyue. The latter shook her head at him, indicating she didn't know either.

Zhang Rongfang turned back, calmed down, and simply waited quietly by the side.

Since he needed something from the man, he had to take the initiative to show respect.

The two of them made no further movements, just waited quietly.

Time flowed on, the sound of the wind still howled.

The mist on the mountaintop slowly dissipated.

The sunlight almost gilded the entire mountaintop in gold.

"Senior." Zhang Rongfang finally spoke again.

"Who are you calling?" This time, the man actually responded immediately.

"Are you talking to me?" He slightly turned his head, looking over here. In his eyes, compared to just now, there seemed to be something strange.

That kind of demeanor....

"Indeed. I, a junior, would like to ask for advice on how to deal with Doubts and Strange Mist." Zhang Rongfang nodded, yet he felt a bit uncertain about the sudden change in the man's demeanor.

"Why do you want to know this? Aren't you a disciple of the Daoist sect?" the man asked.

"To win. To protect the people and things I want to protect!" Zhang Rongfang answered.

"Is that your determination?"

"Yes."

"Then why can't I feel it?" The man turned his gaze again, looking back at the stone house.

"Then how can I make you feel it?" Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes.

"Want to do something. If you only have a one-in-ten chance of succeeding. Would you stake everything on it? You wouldn't."

The man put down the wine jar, stood up, and turned around.

"Indeed, I wouldn't." Zhang Rongfang nodded slightly.

"Just like now, someone has spoken to me about you." The man said softly, "He said that you are strong, very talented...."

He suddenly laughed, a slightly inexplicable smile.

"But the you I see, is very weak...."

"Seems like Senior has a lot of confidence in yourself." Zhang Rongfang remained calm and said steadily.

"Weak or not, you have to try to know. In this world today, I admit I am indeed very weak. But.....not just anyone can say that."

He stepped forward.

"Not my place to say?" The man was slightly taken aback. "It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to me like this...." His eyes were in a daze, as if recalling things from many years ago.

"If Senior wants to verify, you could personally spar with me." Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"Very well." The man smiled. He stepped forward as if to approach Zhang Rongfang but suddenly stopped.

"Something's wrong, my husband should have prepared many dried flowers for me by now....I cannot let his kindness go to waste. But why does he never come to the mountaintop himself, it's always after I leave that he arrives..."

Again, that strange demeanor appeared in his eyes.

That demeanor.....

Zhang Rongfang suddenly remembered, it was as if someone deeply in love with another!

And...

Moreover, it was the demeanor of a woman!

He felt a shiver in his heart, carefully observing the man once more.

Sure enough, this time he noticed that the man's behavior, subtle gestures, and demeanor were all clearly those of a gentle woman.

Before Zhang Rongfang could respond.

The man began rummaging through his clothes, soon pulling out a large bunch of dried flowers, then carefully cradled them, and with a light tap of his foot, he lightly floated to the front of the stone house door.

With a gentle tap of his finger, the stone door silently slid open to the left.

In the blink of an eye, he was inside. Without leaving the slightest trace underfoot.

The man spread the dried flowers onto the wooden bed and lay upon it without any disdain for the mess. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Husband....I'll wait for you right here....Why....why are you always unwilling to come and see me...!?" His expression gradually turned somber, with tears almost forming in his eyes.

Zhang Rongfang and Ran Xinyue felt a pang in their hearts watching from the side.

A big man, with a full beard, actually pretending to be a gentle woman's charming demeanor.

"Senior?" Zhang Rongfang suppressed his discomfort and called loudly once again.

"Any conditions you have, as long as I can do it, feel free to ask."

Whoosh!

In an instant, the man's eyes suddenly widened, and the charm disappeared instantly.

"I told you to keep it down!!" He sat up from the bed in a flash, and with a flicker of his silhouette, he dashed out of the stone house.

His speed was so fast that neither Ran Xinyue nor Zhang Rongfang could react in time.

In almost an instant, the man was in front of Zhang Rongfang.

Raising his hand, his five fingers formed a claw, reaching for Zhang Rongfang's chest and abdomen.

This move was unbelievably quick, surpassing all opponents Zhang Rongfang had previously encountered.

He was shocked, and upon noticing the man disappear, he immediately raised his hand to block in front of him.

Couldn't see!

Couldn't see at all!!

In front of Zhang Rongfang was only a blur.

He couldn't see where the man's move was aimed.

He simply struck out with full force, trying to fend off the man.

After all, he could see the man was right in front of him.

But unfortunately, all his punches and kicks missed completely.

Between the gaps of the punches and kicks, the man's arm seemed to have calculated in advance, precisely passing through each gap and landing steadily between Zhang Rongfang's chest and abdomen.

Boom!!

A circle of air exploded.

Zhang Rongfang retreated seven steps, a mouthful of blood surged to his throat, which he forcibly suppressed back down.

Just one move...

He was actually injured...

The opponent's attack shouldn't be! It shouldn't be so fast that he couldn't see clearly!

Only when speed far exceeds dynamic vision, does this situation of being unable to see clearly occur.

But why....

At his current level of eyesight, he shouldn't be completely unable to see.

Numerous doubts flashed through Zhang Rongfang's mind.

The opponent's speed was indeed fast, but not fast enough to reach an insurmountable level!

This was what Zhang Rongfang instinctively felt, there was some other thing, other factors, affecting his perception.

"Jun'Er.... where are you!?" At this moment, the man did not pursue but looked around, seemingly searching for something.

He nervously wandered around, running everywhere on the mountaintop, judging from his shouting, he seemed to be looking for his wife.

"Senior.... Just now..." Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, waited for his internal injuries to slowly heal, then spoke again.

"Just now, I seemed to hear my husband calling me...?" Suddenly the man's expression changed again, his eyes grew charming and gentle.

He looked around with confusion....

"Yes... he's always like this... always like this.... Right, what were you saying just now?" The man looked at Zhang Rongfang again, as if he was entirely different from the one who had just made a move.

"Junior, I wanted to ask Senior about the matter of Phantom Cloud and Deceiving Mist..." Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath and answered.

"Phantom Cloud and Deceiving Mist... I know about this..." The man nodded, just about to speak.

Suddenly, his gaze changed.

"You just disturbed my wife... it's all you! You're the reason she didn't wait for me and left early!! It's you!!"

"Senior.... I..." Zhang Rongfang wanted to explain.

"Shut up! I'm going to kill you!!" The man shouted angrily and stepped forward.

Zhang Rongfang hurriedly retreated, fully alert and vigilant.

But just as he did, he saw the man's movement stop, his expression changed again to gentle and charming.

"What were we just talking about? My memory is getting worse.... sorry."

"Phantom Cloud and Deceiving Mist!" Zhang Rongfang sighed in relief and reminded.

"Yes.... I know about this..... speaking of which, last time we together...."

Suddenly the man's expression changed again.

"Jun'Er!! You caused me not to see Jun'Er, I'm going to kill you!!" He suddenly rushed forward, raising a hand ready to attack.

Swoosh!

The movement abruptly stopped, and the man's expression changed back to gentle and charming.

"What were we just talking about?"

"....." Zhang Rongfang was speechless, he finally understood why so many people kept their distance from mental illness....

Especially a strong martial artist with potentially extreme emotional swings.

With what happened just now, if it weren't him, probably even a Grandmaster would die once on the spot.

That inexplicable feeling, the bewildering sense of not being able to see clearly, was unlike truly being unable to see.

More like the vision was disturbed.

The heart feels exhausted...

Watching the man on the opposite side constantly change, his expression changing faster and faster, more and more anxious.

Zhang Rongfang unintentionally took a few steps back. Returning to Ran Xinyue's side, he asked in a low voice.

"Is there any way to deal with him?"

"No. This Senior's stable time every day is only in the morning, the rest of the time... reportedly he's always like this." Ran Xinyue shook her head helplessly.

"What's his name? Does he have a title? Why have I never heard of him before?" Zhang Rongfang felt that with the opponent's skill and ability, he definitely wouldn't be an obscure figure.

"He does have a title, but.... it's not very good." Ran Xinyue shook her head.

"Just say it."

"Well.... Red List third, Emperor Jiang." Ran Xinyue lowered her voice again.

"..... really bold to choose that name..." Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes, he naturally knew Emperor Jiang's identity and background.

That is the mythical divine bird, six-legged and four-winged, without mouth, eyes, or nose, able to sing and dance.

But in reality, in mythology, Emperor Jiang represents bridging the Celestial Realm above and connecting the human world below.

It himself can't see, hear, or taste, only focusing on its own performance of song and dance.

Describing it as eternally living in its own world. Yet its existence is significant, bridging heaven and earth.

"Indeed, fitting." Zhang Rongfang nodded, "But how to communicate with him in this state?"

"I don't know.... maybe just wait until tomorrow morning?" Ran Xinyue hesitated.

"How long can he stay clear-headed every morning?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

He saw that Emperor Jiang was now talking to himself, tears continuously streaming down. Who knows what issue had arisen again.

"Morning is when he eats, no one has calculated the time. In reality... when Emperor Jiang is clear-headed, it's the most dangerous." Ran Xinyue hesitated.

"Is there any other way to make him clear-headed?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"Maybe.... step up and fight him once?" Ran Xinyue was also unsure, "I remember those in the Extreme Realm, once they enter combat, the consumption is enormous. If we can deplete more of his dangerous state, maybe then we can calmly communicate?"

"...." Zhang Rongfang recalled encountering Extreme Realm Grandmasters before, once the Extreme Realm was activated, the consumption was indeed huge.

"Let's try it." He planned to give it a shot practically, considering his resilience and quick recovery. Even if injured, he would quickly recover.

"Master, remember to protect your head." Ran Xinyue quickly reminded.

She knew Zhang Rongfang was far more formidable than her, but just how much higher, she wasn't sure.

And Emperor Jiang was also a famously powerful Great Spirit supreme expert, with two figures like them, once they truly engaged in battle, it would definitely be a rare scene for ordinary people to witness!