"…because I know some arms dealers in the States, and I was already planning a trip to this mysterious country anyway, so I accepted their suggestion to 'casually' visit China, partly to find buyers for their weaponry…" Jonathan recounted his recent journey while taking a bite of food. Naturally, his voice softened considerably when he uttered the word 'casually.'

Zheng Zha and the others burst into laughter. 'Casually'? Jonathan's real purpose in China was clearly arms dealing, using the exploration of ancient tombs merely as a smokescreen. In fact, ever since The Mummy (the first one), he seemed to lack the spirit of adventure his sister possessed, exhibiting instead an obsessive pursuit of money. Furthermore, the man was a magnet for bad luck; it seemed every bizarre event gravitated toward him. Take this trip to China, for instance—he actually stumbled upon such a strange affair deep within an ancient tomb.

"After that, I traveled between the various warlords in China… Well, you know how fiercely loyal I am to my friends. How could I possibly settle down to explore and travel around before seeing my friends' matters through? Even if I were to explore, it would only be after concluding my obligations to my friends, allowing me just a sliver of time to investigate those legendary tombs…" Jonathan said with a grin.

Zheng Zha retorted good-naturedly, "Don't sugarcoat it. You likely struck a deal with Yan Xishan to trade arms, somehow stumbled upon that ancient mausoleum, and then, blinded by greed, decided to excavate it. And Yan Xishan, being a warlord equally greedy for wealth and power, instantly agreed. You provide the technical expertise, he provides the manpower. Whatever you find, you split fifty-fifty, right?"

Jonathan offered an awkward laugh and mumbled, "It was actually a three-seven split… Ahem, seven for him, three for me, and I had to cover most of the financial burden… But he guaranteed my safety. You must understand, the biggest taboo in archaeology is the lack of personal security. Under our cooperation, that unparalleled tomb will surely surface again…"

"And the result?" Zheng Zha asked with a faint, mocking smile.

Jonathan immediately broke into wry laughter and began recounting the events as they unfolded.

At the time, Jonathan had obtained a treasure map through an extremely chance encounter. Although the map was so badly damaged it was nearly indecipherable, Jonathan was, after all, a seasoned adventure archaeologist, well-versed in all aspects of the field. Restoring this map was just one of the many archaeological skills he possessed. Ultimately, he ended up with a map titled "Team Reincarnation Side Mission."

"…What name? Did I just hear the words 'Team Reincarnation Side Mission'…? Haha, could this be a side effect of auditory hallucination after unlocking the fourth stage of the Gene Lock? Perhaps I should go lie down for a bit…" Zheng Zha rubbed his ears, chuckling twice.

Chu Xuan, however, spoke with grave seriousness. "That is correct. I also heard the words 'Team Reincarnation Side Mission'… Jonathan, do you still have that treasure map on you?"

Jonathan nodded. He pulled out a metallic silver box from his inner pocket. He carefully opened it, retrieved a brittle, yellowed sheet of thin parchment paper, and gently handed it to Zheng Zha. Unexpectedly, Chu Xuan, standing nearby, snatched the map without ceremony. The man studied it with deep interest for a long time before reading aloud: "Team Reincarnation Side Mission. Upon seeing this map or a piece of the Buddha's body: Enter the Sky-Suspended Pavilion within seven days and kill the initial test subject, 'God' Hao Yi. Failure to enter the Sky-Suspended Pavilion within seven days, or failure to kill Hao Yi, results in a deduction of ten thousand Reward Points for all participating members. Upon successful completion, all team members receive one B-Grade Side Mission. The one who kills Hao Yi receives two B-Grade Side Missions…"

As Chu Xuan finished reading, the distinctly solemn voice of the "Main God" resonated simultaneously in the consciousness of every member, vanishing as soon as Chu Xuan's voice ceased. Finally, this Side Mission was completely revealed before them all.

"Uh… Only Side Missions, and no Reward Points?" Zhang Heng suddenly asked out of curiosity.

Zheng Zha and the others snapped back to attention. They carefully recalled the Side Mission details announced simultaneously by the "Main God" and Chu Xuan. Indeed, this Side Mission carried no Reward Points within its description. Of course, this didn't mean the Side Mission was a complete waste of time. Aside from whatever they might discover in that mausoleum, each team member would receive one B-Grade Side Mission, and the one who killed 'God' Hao Yi would receive two. For the team's overall rewards, this Side Mission was exceptionally generous.

"It's fine even without Reward Points; look at all these Side Missions! The team's strength can be significantly boosted again…" Zheng Zha said excitedly, laughing heartily. He was about to discuss potential skills or attributes to enhance with Zero Point and the others when Chu Xuan's voice cut in once more.

…"To the destined visitor, this message can only be seen by members of the Reincarnation Squad…"

"…The 'Main God' Space was established three hundred years ago and is finally nearing completion. During these three centuries, the relationship between the Saints and us Cultivators has seen considerable reconciliation. Although we still cannot accept each other's philosophies, as fellow humans—or perhaps former fellow humans—we do not wish for our progenitor race to perish. The last God-Sealing War exhausted too much power from both sides. To resist 'Them,' even the 'Main God' Space, designed for humanity's resurgence even if all of us perished, has been completed. It is truly time for us to join forces against the enemy…

But no matter how powerful, as living beings, we all possess selfish motives. If we speak of reproductive capacity, the Black race is unparalleled. However, the Black race only has Saints, no Cultivators. Thus, the Black race has the smallest chance of being selected for the 'Main God' Space. This action is dishonorable, but it is necessary for the continuation of the race…"

"…As for the White race, although they have Cultivators, they are all heretical practitioners who have gone astray, channeling their True Essence outward as techniques. While their initial burst of attack power is immense, this is not their inherent path. They live only a few hundred years, unable to accumulate power generation after generation. If not for this final battle, within three generations at most, we Orthodox Cultivators, immortal and ageless, would have accumulated enough power to ensure that no non-yellow-skinned humans remained in the world. Therefore, they are only worthy of being called Magic Practitioners, not Dao Law Cultivators. Ultimately, the White race cannot compare to our Yellow race. It is only regrettable that they have slightly more Saints. I wonder if these Saints, adept at latent genetic inheritance, have embedded any mysteries within the White race's heredity that might allow them to surpass our Yellow race in the generations to come?"

"…All of the above are secrets never spoken aloud, yet truly understood by the Saints and Cultivators of our three factions. Of course, this is merely internal strife among humanity. We warn future descendants: regardless of which skin group you belong to or your fortunes, never betray your human identity to ally with external foes. Even if you seek to strengthen your own skin group, you must never annihilate the other two groups, lest the ancestors rest uneasily in death!"

"…Therefore, when designing this 'Main God' Space, the Saints and Cultivators of the three factions all left hidden areas within it. This Sky-Suspended Pavilion is what we, the Eastern Yellow-Skinned Cultivators, left behind. Only Yellow-Skinned Reincarnation Squad members can see the message on this map. As for the hidden spots left by the other two factions, they likely relate to their respective cultivation methods. The total of four hundred and seventy-six of us Cultivators have recorded the majority of our cultivation scriptures in the Sky-Suspended Pavilion. As long as our descendants possess the strength to defeat the initial 'God' Hao Yi, all these cultivation scriptures can be taken. With that level of strength, it will be sufficient to protect the techniques of our ancestors from leaking out…"

"…Respectfully, Hongjun, Cultivator of the Eastern Yellow-Skinned Faction, leaves this word in the Pre-Main God, three days before completion…"

Chu Xuan stopped reading here. Zheng Zha and the others finally let out a deep breath. Too much information was revealed in this passage: the very existence of the "Main God" Space, its origins, its purpose, and how it came to be—all these things shimmered before them, veiled as if by a thin sheet, tantalizingly out of clear sight.

Zheng Zha exhaled and then laughed, "I never imagined the 'Main God' Space held such profound secrets. Even the name of Hongjun, the master of the Three Pure Ones revered in our myths, has appeared! I truly wonder what the whole story was back then…"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xuan’s voice continued, "There is a small section of text below, with handwriting different from the preceding passage. It should be a message left by someone else…"

"…Although Cultivators outwardly respect us Saints, they are inherently very arrogant. They believe that the knowledge accumulated over generations and the diligence of self-cultivation will ultimately surpass our ultimate achievement of unlocking the Gene Lock. But they forget one thing: knowledge is also imbued within the operational rules of everything in the universe. Our reaching the ultimate state through sheer audacity and power is itself a manifestation of the universe's rules. Therefore, cultivation is ultimately inferior to us Saints… at least until their accumulated knowledge and practice reach their limits, cultivation cannot compare to us Saints…"

"As fellow members of the Yellow race, we understand the Cultivators' intentions. However, the Saints' control over energy far exceeds their imagination. When they began making moves in secret, our Saints had essentially understood. But since the Saints and Cultivators of all three factions were engaging in covert actions, they could not openly retaliate, though they could certainly cause trouble behind the scenes… We warn our future descendants: the Sky-Suspended Pavilion may have been tampered with by the Saints of the other two factions, especially the White-Skinned Saints, whose numbers surpass ours. They might have succeeded before we could react. This Side Mission journey is imperative. The mysteries of our Yellow-Skinned Cultivators' scriptures are indeed profound; our descendants must obtain them carefully. However, this journey is perilous; extreme caution is paramount…"

"…Respectfully, Fuxi, Saint of the Eastern Yellow-Skinned Faction, leaves this word in the Aether Main God, on the day of completion…"