Chapter 683: The Cultivators Arrive at the Ice Mountain

Chapter 683: The Cultivators Arrive at the Ice Mountain

Lin Nuo had no idea why Luo Yi was giggling so much, always with that carefree smile. Why so happy all the time?

It was freezing, and the world was cold and desolate, yet she was still laughing.

She just found some shallow fire grass; that’s all, good luck indeed. But was that worth all the giggles?

How come I didn’t get any luck like that? Is she mocking me?

Whatever—what’s yours is mine, and if you picked it up, it’s also mine.

Lin Nuo took some of Luo Xiaoxue’s shallow fire grass to make fire talismans for the journey; sticking them on himself would help fend off the cold.

Upon hearing that Lin Nuo planned to explore the demon phenomena at Ziyuan Mountain, Luo Xiaoxue got all excited. This icy cold wave definitely had some kind of monster, and Lin the Great Hero was going over to rid the people of evil.

This was a big deal; she wanted to tag along to add some excitement to her life.

But then she remembered she was the leader of the Royal Guard, so better to take the troops and leave.

Lin Nuo was quick at making talismans. As long as he had a separate space to work, he could whip them up fast.

Fortunately, there was an empty house nearby, so he snuck in to create some fire talismans.

Shallow fire grass was rare, but using it all just to make warming talismans felt like a waste. The materials and the product didn’t match in value.

But hey, going to the Ice Mountain really needed something to warm him up; otherwise, he’d end up frozen—fancy calling it the Lich King on a frozen throne, but unfancy would just be a frozen statue.

The chilling wind outside grew fiercer, and flowers and grass were showing signs of freezing. Lin Nuo took a fire talisman and slapped it onto himself.

Damn it! It lit up!

He felt all warm, completely losing that cold feeling, like he had suddenly arrived in a warm spring.

I can resist the cold now; I, Lin the Villain, am invincible!

He even got cocky enough to take off his clothes and run around, a youth unafraid of the cold wind.

But he ran too hard, and the initial trial version of the talisman suddenly fell off.

Then he was frozen like a dog.

…

In the icy valley of Ziyuan Mountain, a girl with silver-white hair as sleek as snow silently practiced.

With closed eyes, she focused in stillness, sensing the magic energy swirling, clashing with her original spirit power.

Her demon power had always been weak, suppressed by her original skills, unable to find harmony. But now, the magic energy was surging, trying to overpower her previous training.

If this continued, she might truly become a demon.

Now Ziyuan Mountain was already out of control, and her Ice Spiritual Root was showing signs of rampancy, completely beyond her control, with icy waves invading even more land.

Without control, she couldn’t escape either, as the icy area changed with her movement.

Calming herself, she tried again.

Qin Shili took a deep breath, surrounded by swirling ice and snowflakes, when suddenly a dark purple demon qi surged toward her, intertwining with her silver-white light, quickly scattering outside the valley.

Boom!

A powerful force exploded, causing an avalanche on the mountain, and the snowballs rolling down grew bigger, smashing into the bushes along the way.

This wasn’t good.

She tried many times but still couldn’t suppress the surging magic energy.

Everything stemmed from the witchcraft of that mysterious old man, and at the time she genuinely wanted to enhance her demonic cultivation; she wasn’t content to just scratch the surface of demon power.

She wanted to understand it better, to control it, seeking a perfect balance between righteousness and evil. But things had spiraled out of control.

If only Lin Nuo were here…

She always tried to restrain herself but failed repeatedly, then would think of Lin Nuo—the only man she could trust.

Given the situation, if word reached the Xuanyun Sect, no one would be willing to help restrain her. They might even see her as an outcast, driving her out.

“Are they coming?”

Qin Shili’s icy region covered the entire Ziyuan Mountain, and she sensed outsiders entering.

There were quite a few coming.

She couldn’t remain in meditation; if someone arrived, they would naturally investigate the situation, and if they discovered her, it would be disastrous.

Better to retreat and hide in the valley.

…

“The snow is getting heavier.”

Liu Shuqin gently opened her hands, letting the drifting silver-white snowflakes fall into her palms. She could roughly gauge how heavy the snowfall was.

“This snow carries demon qi; it’s likely connected to the Refining Demon Sect.”

Han Fairy performed a slight spell to detect the flow of spirit energy in this ice mountain. The energy here was uneven, as if it had a source—it wasn’t ordinary weather snow.

“The snowfall isn’t natural; it seems someone has orchestrated this. Let’s follow the source of the spirit energy. We might find the troublemaker.”

Han Fairy speculated, but just then, other cultivators arrived, including her respected master from the Xuanyun Sect, Master Cong, who also brought his disciples along.

“Oh, it’s Han Fairy! What a coincidence that you were drawn into this matter.”

Master Cong chuckled while Han Fairy’s gaze remained cold; she was not one to engage in friendly exchanges with him.

Since they had met, courtesy called for a greeting.

“Indeed, what a coincidence. Master Cong personally bringing his disciples for training—your commitment truly impresses me.”

A few polite words on the surface, but in reality, they were barely concealing their mutual disdain.

“It seems this storm is quite extraordinary. Han Fairy, I hope we’ll find the source and resolve this issue to restore some peace to the people.”

“Yes, I hope so as well.”

Han Fairy echoed, glancing at Liu Shuqin.

“Shuqin, you can handle things on your own now. Let’s split up and search for the source. If you encounter danger, retreat promptly; don’t overexert yourself. Here, take this Spirit Signal Ring; it will help us track each other’s locations.”

Han Fairy handed the Spirit Signal Ring to Liu Shuqin; it was typically worn by companions in unfamiliar and hazardous areas to sense signals and swiftly reunite.

Liu Shuqin nodded and put on the Spirit Signal Ring.

“Then master, shall we move out now?”

“Yes. You need to show your skills to set an example for your fellow junior brothers and sisters.”

Han Fairy said, and then she and Liu Shuqin set off in separate directions, searching for the source amidst the snowflakes.

Master Cong turned to his disciples and said:

“We’ll also split up. If you find anyone creating disturbances, don’t engage in combat; just record evidence and bring it to me. Remember, avoid prolonged battles—just locate the source.”

Master Cong repeatedly instructed them, having plans and strategies in mind because he had received intel before coming.

This icy world was caused by a certain Qin disciple from the Xuanyun Sect.

Without proof, he couldn’t just say it.

So he had to come personally to find evidence.

However, he hadn’t anticipated that Han Fairy would show up too.

No matter; let’s see who finds her first.

In fact, Han Fairy also had a premonition; she was worried the icy conditions were related to her disciple.

So she had come personally, hoping to resolve it internally without letting it spill out.

Both respected masters were playing their respective games, while the other disciples were completely unaware of the situation.

At that moment, in the shadows of the snow, a youth observed everything.

“Heh.”

The boy sneered and vanished into the snow.