Leaving the hill where Cao Ying and the others were stationed, Xiao Yan flew straight toward the endless range of the Ten-Thousand-Medicines Mountain Range, hovering above it for a while before finally moving, gliding into the vast interior of the range. As soon as he entered, his first impression was of the sheer richness of energy within the mountains—indeed, it was no wonder it was called the Ten-Thousand-Medicines Mountain Range. With such prime natural conditions, it was quite ordinary for rare, world-class treasures to flourish here. Throughout the mountains, the roars of beasts never ceased. Perhaps due to the increasing number of human intruders, the roars now carried a greater sense of aggression and violence. Infused by the wild, turbulent energy of this realm, these beasts had grown far more fierce than those found outside. Xiao Yan's figure landed upon a mountain that resembled a dagger. With a slightly furrowed brow, he scanned the surroundings, his exceptional soul perception allowing him to sense numerous fierce energies within the mountain range—most notably, the one concentrated in the northeast quadrant, which stood out as the most formidable. His gaze settled on the northeast, veiled and faintly visible beneath the energy mist, where his brow remained furrowed. He murmured softly, "If my assessment is correct, the energy emanating from the northeast must be the strongest entity within this mountain range. It is likely the legendary, fearsome beast spoken of by Song Qing and the others—the 'Immortal Herb Mountain Beast.'" A creature capable of reaching the eighth rank of beast, such a being was undoubtedly immensely powerful. Even seasoned Douzun-level cultivators would likely find themselves at a disadvantage when facing it. The combat prowess of high-tier beasts was truly formidable. Moreover, creatures capable of reaching such a level are undoubtedly no ordinary beasts—perhaps even carrying the bloodline of ancient, formidable monsters. Should that be the case, their difficulty would increase exponentially, much like the rare, ancient ethnic groups found in the human world, each possessing unique innate talents. With a clear plan in mind, Xiao Yan didn't hesitate any longer. He settled his stance, lowered his body, and swiftly flew northeast. The Ten-Thousand-Medicine Mountain was home to numerous beasts; if he got entangled, though it wouldn't be a major issue, it would certainly slow him down. Thus, throughout his journey, he completely concealed his aura, and when encountering slightly stronger beasts, he deliberately maintained a safe distance. With careful strides, the journey continued for another十余 minutes, and finally, Xiao Yan quietly landed upon a lush, towering tree. He raised his head, his gaze serious as he stared at the daunting mountain before him. The peak was vast, resembling a pillar supporting the heavens, rising straight into the clouds. Along its midsection, a thick mist of energy enveloped it, obscuring the inner conditions and making them difficult to discern. This peak stands at the heart of the myriad-medicine mountain range. Though some distance away, Xiao Yan was still awed by the rich energy radiating from within the peak. Training here would undoubtedly yield remarkable results—yet unfortunately, this energy contained a turbulent, volatile component. To absorb it effectively, one had first to refine and purify it, removing the turbulence before the energy could seamlessly integrate into the body. Moreover, besides these three powerful aura streams, Xiao Yan also sensed a rather concealed yet radiating an overwhelming sense of ferocity—clearly, the master of this aura was precisely the legendary feral beast spoken of by Song Qing and the others. "Indeed, quite strong… and that aura carries a fierce, unyielding intensity—someone who's not to be taken lightly," murmured Xiao Yan, carefully withdrawing his spiritual perception. Gazing at the towering mountain peak, he pondered for a moment before lightly stepping forward, his form gliding silently like a great phoenix into the mountain's depths. Noticing the fading traces of the探测 aura, Xiao Yan finally exhaled a sigh of relief in his mind. Then, with a sudden motion, he launched himself forward like an arrow released from a bow, whooshing through the dense forest and quietly making his way toward the mountain peak. Inhaling deeply, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly snapped open, a touch of surprise flashing across them. This Dan Ling Jiang—exactly the primary ingredient he had been seeking to blend with the Earth's soul marrow—had long been rare. Yet here it was, found so swiftly. Indeed, the Ten-Thousand-Medication Mountain lives up to its reputation. Such a treasure was precisely what Xiao Yan needed most; he could hardly afford to let it go. With a fluid motion, he descended like a swift monkey, then swiftly moved forward. Following the trail of the subtle fragrance, his steps gradually slowed. After a few minutes, he paused, his gaze fixed steadily ahead. "Indeed, it's the Danling Juice..." Seeing this, excitement surged in Xiao Yan's eyes, yet he didn't rush headlong out. He knew such a precious item must be guarded by a beast, and the ones now ruling this mountain peak weren't ordinary creatures. A mishap, if he were careless, would be entirely plausible. Shifting his gaze from the stone opening, Xiao Yan carefully scanned the surroundings. Yet a moment later, he was startled to find not a single trace of any beast present. Xiao Yan's brow furrowed slightly—this was highly unusual. For a treasure of this caliber, such as the Danling Juice, it would hardly be overlooked by other beasts. "It must be hidden here..." Xiao Yan licked his lips, pondered for a while, then his gaze suddenly settled on the area beneath the massive stone—where the stream originated, a deep pool about ten zhang in depth. The deep pool appeared incredibly profound, stretching out so far that one could not see its bottom. The water was exceptionally still, with not a single ripple or wave, creating a scene of profound serenity and harmony. Xiang Yan narrowed his eyes, gazing intently at the pool. He was certain that some beast must be concealed within—though the creature's ability to mask its presence was truly exceptional, for even he could not detect any trace of it. What troubled him, however, was that he had no idea what kind of beast was hidden there, leaving him at a loss for a course of action. After all, this was the main stronghold of the myriad beast species of the Thousand Herbs Mountain Range. Should anything unforeseen occur, no matter how strong he was, he would surely be overwhelmed by the combined forces of the beasts... The light in Xiao Yan's eyes flickered as he gently curved his palm, a subtle suction emerging and quietly drawing the scale into his hand. Upon holding the scale, a sense of coolness immediately spread throughout his palm. Xiao Yan stared at it intently, lost in thought... After a while, his eyes slightly narrowed. Though he had journeyed far and wide over the years, gaining extensive experience, he now had a clearer sense of what to make of this unusual scale.