When Ling Yuling's face returned to its usual expression, Han Li naturally followed at a steady pace. Beyond the door lay a cavern of astonishing size—nearly a thousand zhang in width and over a hundred zhang in height—with walls composed of an unknown bluish stone, upon which were embedded moonstones glowing with a milky white light. Yet none of this captured Han Li's attention at all. His gaze was fully fixed upon a single "hill" positioned precisely at the center of the cavern. In truth, it was more accurately described as a single, immensely large stone block. Standing fifty to sixty zhang high, it tapered upward at the top and broadened at the base, appearing indeed like a miniature mountain reduced in scale. The stone was dark and unremarkable, seemingly inconspicuous and entirely unconnected to the legendary Mount Yuanmagnetic—more like a colossal block of iron or stone. "Is this Mount Yuanmagnetic?" Han Li stopped just inside the gate, his eyes narrowed as he studied the "hill" closely. "Indeed, it is." This mountain was originally gray-white, but after my parents refined a small portion of it, for some reason it transformed into the appearance before me." As soon as Ling Yuling took just a few more steps, she too halted. Han Li stood there, observing carefully for a while before finally stepping past her and slowly approaching the mountain. Ling Yuling, showing good judgment, remained in place. As he drew closer step by step, Han Li sensed the Five Elements' energy emanating from the mountain growing significantly stronger, stirring his internal spiritual power once again. However, under his early preparation, this level of energy could not affect him at all—after merely rotating his spell several times, he remained unharmed. In a moment, he had reached the black mountain. Han Li crossed his arms behind his back, walking slowly around the mountain, his slightly narrowed eyes flickering with steady blue light, as if trying to examine it thoroughly from inside and out. Yet, despite the usually effective Qing Ming Spiritual Vision, Han Li found himself somewhat disappointed this time. He poured all his inner power into his eyes, yet what he saw remained a solid, dark mass, unable to penetrate the mountain's body, let alone study its internal structure. As for using his spiritual awareness to scan the mountain, that proved utterly ineffective—his spiritual sense had not even reached the mountain, as the Five Elements' forces forcibly distorted and shielded it. Han Li's pace slowed, and he pondered thoughtfully before suddenly stepping forward a few paces, gently brushing his palm against the black mountain surface. To his surprise, the areas where his five fingers touched felt cool and smooth, like jade—dramatically different from the surface impression. Han Li's face brightened with mild astonishment. "Then, Brother Han, won't you think this is all a pretense?" Ling Yuling smiled lightly from behind. "Ha, ha. Among the things in the world capable of disrupting a Yuanjing cultivator's inner energy, even if it's not this so-called 'Meta-Magnetic Mountain,' it would surely be a treasure no less remarkable. What need is there for pretense?" Han Li withdrew his hand and offered a calm, gentle smile. "Should Brother Han think so, then I am truly at ease If we truly intend to cultivate the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, how shall we handle this mountain? Unless a cultivator has already mastered the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, this mountain is extremely difficult to move—even with a single person's strength. Should we wish to carry it away, even if your cultivation is profound, it would likely be impossible to transport it far. My father, when he first practiced the earlier stages of this technique, was only able to bring the mountain from the seaport back to the Star Palace with the assistance of palace disciples. It took him over a dozen years to accomplish this. Why not first cultivate the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light here at our Star Palace for several years, mastering the initial two layers before considering the matter of relocating the mountain? After a moment of thoughtful gaze, Ling Yuling suddenly said this. "According to Miss Yuling's suggestion, we cannot move the mountain unless we first cultivate the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light. Is this truly such a pressing issue?" Han Li remained unconvinced. "Hehe, I haven't dared to be certain about this." Brother Han's divine prowess has already surpassed my father's, and perhaps he possesses some secret technique capable of subduing this mountain—indeed, that's not impossible. Otherwise, my friend would have to ponder much longer." Ling Yuling smiled gently, not being overly firm in her words. "Let's try it first, then decide!" After a thoughtful pause, Han Li slowly said, then waved his hands in a series of gestures, casting a blue spell toward the dark, towering mountain before him. As the blue light flashed, it seemed poised to merge into the mountain, only to burst with a loud "thud" at a distance of a foot from the mountain's wall, dissolving into scattered points of blue light and vanishing without a trace. Han Li frowned, quickly rotating his fingers, launching one after another of spells of varying colors. Yet no matter what spell he used, the outcome remained the same—each one exploded before it even reached the Yuanmagnetic Mountain. Han Li's expression grew serious, and he pressed his palm firmly against the stone wall once again. He did not quickly withdraw his hand this time, but instead murmured incantations continuously. As the light danced across his hands, he seemed to be forcing a spell deep into the mountain's body. However, as soon as the spell detached from his palm, Han Li felt an invisible, immense force flowing through it. The spiritual energy that had been suppressed within him instantly surged outward, rushing rapidly into the mountain. Han Li's face turned pale, and with a low cry, his protective aura suddenly flared with golden brilliance. He then sharply struck his arm pressed against the mountain's surface. His body trembled, staggered slightly, and only after a moment managed to break free from the mountain's powerful pull. Taking a deep breath, Han Li's expression eased slightly. This was no ordinary feat—had it been another Yuan-Stage mid-to-early cultivator, he would have suffered significant depletion of his inner energy. "Han brother, are you all right?" Ling Yuling, witnessing the scene, was equally startled and quickly asked. "I'm fine! This mountain is rather unusual." It seems the ordinary methods of gathering objects won't prove effective here. Then, how about I stay here for a while, and see if I can come up with some new approach to subdue this mountain? If that doesn't work, we'll decide on something else later." Han Li shook his head and spoke solemnly. "Of course, that's perfectly feasible! However, although Brother Han is deeply proficient in magic, without having cultivated the Primordial Magnetic Light, he shouldn't remain here for too long. I estimate he'd be comfortable staying for no more than three or four days. Beyond that, his magical energy might begin to wane. I'll come back to see you in three days." Ling Yuling seemed entirely unconcerned, and even offered this suggestion with a gentle reminder. Han Li nodded, indicating he had noted her words. Then, Ling Yuling handed over the jade plaque in her hand to Han Li and bowed gracefully before departing. As soon as the figure of the young woman disappeared through the jade gate, Han Li casually waved the jade plaque in front of the gate, channeling his magical energy into it. Instantly, a broad array of characters surged from the plaque and reentered the jade gate. After a single hum, the door automatically closed itself. Having arranged everything, Han Li did not immediately head off to study the Yuanmagnetic Mountain. Instead, he first extended his divine awareness, carefully scanning the entire surrounding area of the cavern. Only after confirming that there were no hidden surveillance seals in place did he calmly retrieve a stack of array flags from his storage pouch and throw them into several corners. Instantly, several dozen beams of light vanished into the ground. Yellow mist surged upward from beneath, quickly enveloping the entire cavern. Only then did Han Li feel truly at ease, and he once again focused his attention on the small mountain before him. In fact, he had seen before treasures crafted from such small mountains. Even earlier, he had once possessed an ancient artifact known as the "Thousand Mountain," which was no less powerful. Yet the "Thousand Mountain" item merely resembles mountain peaks in form—it is essentially no different from ordinary treasures, far less troublesome than the small mountain before him, which seems to prick and hinder him, much like a hedgehog. "Heh, I think this young lady is quite enthusiastic about your practice of the Primordial Magnetic Light!" Suddenly, a cluster of jade-green light bursts forth from his sleeve and transforms into a translucent figure resembling a young attendant. That is the human form of the Heavenly Lan Saint Beast. I’ve also sensed her eagerness—Lady Ling truly wishes for me to begin practicing the Primordial Magnetic Light now. If my memory serves me right, this technique is notoriously difficult to master, and though it has been passed down through the Chaotic Star Sea for generations, it was only truly perfected by the Twin Saints of the Heavenly Star after they acquired the Magnetic Mountain. Should I now begin practicing this method, I’ll likely need to draw upon the mountain’s power. In that case, I may end up much like the Twin Saints—my body’s vital energy and the mountain’s five elements becoming fully integrated, making it difficult for me to leave the mountain’s vicinity easily. "Han Li spoke calmly. 'Oh, so that's it. This girl intends to set a trap for you,' the child asked casually. 'It's not exactly a trap, but I very well might end up permanently trapped in Tianxing City, forced to join the Star Palace. Otherwise, if you truly meant such kindness—seeing me immediately, eager to offer me the secret techniques necessary for my transcendence into the Divine Spirit stage—wouldn't you have insisted on presenting me with those techniques merely based on the three conditions I casually mentioned? And though he offered several methods, as long as I slightly lose concentration, only the cultivation of the Primordial Magnetic Light technique stands a real chance of succeeding. Doesn't that clearly reveal a well-laid scheme, inviting me to step right into it?' Han Li fixed his gaze on the black mountain of the child, his eyes never blinking, yet a quiet laugh escaped his lips. 'Oh, then, with these two acting thus, wouldn't they fear you noticing and becoming displeased?' The child frowned slightly. 'As long as I remain determined to transcend into the Divine Spirit stage, I suspect even if I fully understand this is a scheme, I wouldn't have a choice but to step into it.' The Tianxing Twin Sages have employed a grand strategy—something they're confident won't deceive me. But if there's a way, before cultivating the Primordial Magnetic Light, to remove this mountain entirely, then the entire scheme will naturally fall into place. It's no surprise they're so confident in the mountain's power—after all, once they relied on it to cultivate the Primordial Magnetic Light, they've been trapped here for several centuries. They must have tried countless methods already. I suspect they've now reached a point where no further strategies remain. Han Li stroked his chin and sighed lightly. "Why don't you, then, follow the Tianxing Twin Sages' original approach—first cultivate the Primordial Magnetic Light independently, without relying on the mountain's power? Once the technique matures, you'll no longer be constrained by the mountain, and gradually, you can begin to move it back to the southern lands?" The young attendant blinked, then smiled and proposed the idea cheerfully.