The dark mountains stood tall and imposing. On the wide, flat mountain road, a knight riding a ghost horse held a divine spear and looked down at the white-clad youth outside the mountains, his tone indifferent and devoid of any emotion.

boom!

As the knight finished speaking, golden blood energy shot straight into the sky, causing the stars and moon to tremble and the clouds in all directions to vanish. The sudden burst of power was overwhelming, even awakening the beings slumbering deep within the Black Mountain.

The white-clad youth from outside the mountain had already stepped into the Black Mountain. The place where he landed was the very spot where the black-armored knight had just stood with his spear. The knight was dead, his head, which was wearing a sturdy helmet, was shattered on the ground, and his headless body lay on the ground, from which filthy black blood flowed.

"What's half a city?"

Stepping into Black Mountain, the young man who had crushed the Black Knight stood with his hands behind his back, repeating the Black Knight's arrogant words, a smile as bright as the spring sunshine on his face.

"Consider this your doom!"

"Where did this brat come from? How dare he cause trouble in my Underworld Mountain?"

An aura of wildness, savagery, or perhaps deathly stillness rose from the depths of the dark mountains, carrying an overwhelming and transcendent power that pressed down on the white-clad youth.

"Human race, Zhao Junxian!"

Seeing the immortal being disturbed by his kick, the young man, dressed in white, remained calm and composed.

"Zhao Junxian, I've heard of you. Born near sainthood, extraordinary like an immortal, is that you? Truly remarkable, what a pity!"

A deathly will, rising from the depths of the Black Mountain, hovered beneath the sky, its voice filled with admiration, yet containing a terrifying killing intent.

The Black Mountain stretched for thousands of miles, devoid of birds and beasts, and there was not a sound to be heard. This entire world had fallen into absolute silence.

"You dare to set foot in Black Mountain without becoming a true immortal? You are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Another voice echoed between heaven and earth, also carrying a chilling killing intent. The young man's blood aura was too terrifying, like a martial arts immortal, making him feel threatened even in his sleep.

“Brother Mingji, you’ve been sleeping for too long. You don’t know that this child’s parents are a rare pair of true immortals throughout history!”

"Both parents are true immortals! No wonder they are so arrogant!"

"He shall be executed!"

"A bunch of old fogies who've already passed away, talking nonsense, get out here!"

The young man was fearless and dignified. With a wave of his hand, the mountains trembled, the earth shook, and his blood and energy surged like a dragon, soaring through the sky.

Do you really think we wouldn't dare to kill you?

A furious voice echoed through the Black Mountain, and a figure that resembled both a god and a demon appeared within it. With the blue sky above his head and the black earth beneath his feet, his towering body, which seemed to support the heavens, held a great halberd. With each swing, mountains crumbled and the earth split.

"Slay me? Try and see!"

The boy sneered and took another step. His snow-white clothes were torn and fluttered, and his originally thin but upright body was now as imposing as a mountain range, with an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers.

"kill!"

...

Feng Bingwen climbed out of bed, stretched lazily, then opened the window and looked at the sky outside. It was still gray, but the snow had stopped.

"The snow has stopped!"

Looking out at the snow-covered landscape, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but smile. It seemed next year would be another bumper harvest. It must be said, this great undertaking has indeed brought prosperity to the nation, with favorable weather and abundant harvests.

He was also a farm boy and knew a little about farming. If the snow in winter was too little and the locust eggs in the ground didn't freeze to death, there would definitely be a locust plague next year. If the snow was too heavy, then there would be no need to wait until next year; there would be a snow disaster right now.

The snowfall was just right, just like the snow before our eyes. That's a true sign of a bountiful year, a harbinger of a good harvest next year.

"The snow has stopped, and the New Year is almost here, but I don't know when my master will arrive."

Feng Bingwen dragged over a wooden stool, leaned against the window, rested his chin on one hand and held onto the window frame with the other, and pondered matters concerning himself.

Just as he was thinking about this, a thunderous explosion suddenly rang out. Feng Bingwen trembled, and the lazy look on his face vanished instantly. He looked up towards the direction of Wolong Lake and saw that a huge gap had been pierced through the thick leaden clouds in the sky, and soft sunlight was shining through it, as if something had fallen from the clouds.

"They're here!"

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, Feng Bingwen understood what had fallen from the sky. To confirm, the Heavenly Book appeared and turned to the page recording good deeds.

Good deeds, reduced by eight thousand one hundred, a teacher descends from heaven.

Upon seeing this record, Feng Bingwen was completely relieved. He got up and climbed out of the window, but after taking a couple of steps, he seemed to have figured something out. He reached out and waved his hand behind him, and there he saw a child who looked exactly like him appear by the window, holding a book in his hand, seemingly engrossed in the words.

Having done all this, Feng Bingwen had no more reservations. He vanished from his spot and headed straight for Wolong Lake.

Upon reaching the lake, Feng Bingwen became even more reckless, directly breaking through the thin ice on the lakeshore and entering the water.

As soon as he entered the water, it seemed as if a vast and endless aquatic energy surged forth, flowing according to his will, as if he were the king of this water. Feng Bingwen, who was already used to all of this, went to the strange movement he sensed with ease.

When he was about a hundred feet away from the anomaly he sensed, Feng Bingwen stopped in his tracks. His distinct features were instantly covered with golden scales, and his clear black and white eyes turned into vertical pupils.

In the blink of an eye, a spirited child transformed into a dragon-human creature covered in scales, majestic yet ferocious.

All of this was just Feng Bingwen's stress response, because the waters in front of him had turned into a dead end, shrouded in a dark mist that drifted in the water, and all the fish, shrimp, turtles, corals, crabs and clams were ashen and lifeless.

"What is this? Is this really my future master, or some great demon?"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen felt his scales trembling all over his body, and even the dormant dragon pearl in his belly reacted, trembling constantly, as if reminding him to run away and get far away from this place.

However, he was unable to move at this moment because an incomprehensible force had bound his body, making even blinking extremely difficult.

Just as Feng Bingwen was about to unleash the forbidden techniques he had been developing recently, the hundred-foot-deep abyss before him finally stirred. A pair of eyes opened, shining like the blazing summer sun, magnificent and vast, instantly suppressing the deathly silence at the bottom of the lake, allowing Feng Bingwen to see the situation in the center of the abyss.

A boy, as beautiful as an immortal, lay supine at the bottom of the lake. Just one glance was enough to amaze Feng Bingwen, who was of the same sex, even though the boy was dressed in rags and barely clothed.

"This young man is so handsome, he's actually holding his own..."

The thought stopped there. Feng Bingwen simply couldn't bring himself to boast anymore. The young man's handsome appearance made him feel ashamed of himself. It was simply unbelievable.