As they walked on, the wind and snow intensified.

Xie Wuyi rubbed his hands together: "It's getting worse every day. It's like before when I wasn't afraid of even a little bit of wind and snow."

Jiang Si wanted to ask Xie Wuyi what had happened in the past ten thousand years, but the timing was really not good.

Based on the testimony of the girl who slandered Xie Wuyi, Xue Niang's abilities are already quite powerful.

It's amazing that it can appear even in weather without a blizzard, which is no different from a fish being able to leave the water.

"I'll take a look for you when we get back," Jiang Si joked.

"We'll see," Xie Wuyi said noncommittally.

The snowstorm was so fierce that he could barely open his eyes, and he was having difficulty walking. "She should be waiting for us up ahead." As he spoke, Xie Wuyi sighed softly, "Perhaps this is all my fault."

If he hadn't let Xue Niang go out of compassion back then, perhaps this wouldn't have happened.

If this snow continues, the entire town may be buried.

The resulting disaster is incalculable.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they entered a mountain valley.

A pavilion stands abruptly on a place covered in snow.

With its red color scheme, it looks particularly eerie in the heart of the grassland.

The door creaked open.

"..."

Jiang Si couldn't help but say, "Is she stupid, or are we stupid?"

"They don't think we'll fall for their trick, do they?"

In the world of snow, Snow Maiden is undoubtedly a powerful being. And this house before her is formed from her essence; everything inside is under her control, and anyone who enters will be controlled by her. Jiang Si isn't that foolish.

"Hehehe..." A very sweet voice came from inside.

As the laughter drew closer, a woman with truly fair skin and a beautiful face emerged.

She wore a white silk dress, and upon closer inspection, the hairpin in her hair was also carved from ice. The only color on her entire body was her lips, which were a bewitching red, as if stained with blood.

"Thank you, Abbot. I am very unhappy that you brought a woman with you."

Jiang Si could tell that she was really unhappy.

Moreover, this Xue Niang sounds like she has some connection with Xie Wuyi.

"Your lover?"

"..." It wasn't too cold, and Xie Wu didn't want to reveal his true strength. He even wanted to hit Jiang Si. He said irritably, "Have you forgotten? I have always cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness. How could I have such a fleeting romance?"

"Snow Maiden, I pitied your tragic past and never harmed anyone. I never intended to take you under my wing. Why are you stirring up such a storm today?" The cold wind howled, and Xie Wuyi's goatee was blown into disarray. "Stop it."

Jiang Si then looked at Xue Niang seriously.

Strictly speaking, Xue Niang is a demon.

Back then, the Yinma River was an important water source for nearby villages and towns, its water coming from melted snow from afar. Xue Niang fell in love with a man from out of town, but the man was only after her family's wealth; after their affair, he absconded with her money and disappeared without a trace.

In those days, a woman losing her virginity was tantamount to a death sentence.

The parents, unable to lift their heads, hanged themselves one day and died.

Contempt from the world, resentment at being deceived, and the tragic deaths of her parents, Xue Niang plunged into the Yinma River, where she perished.

It was during the first heavy snowfall of winter. The snow fell overnight, freezing the entire Yinma River with a thick layer of ice, including the body. As a result, no one discovered Xue Niang's whereabouts throughout the winter.

When the river thawed the following spring, they finally found Xue Niang's body, which had been frozen in the river all winter.

The weather was too cold, and the body did not decompose, but the townspeople, thinking that they had been drinking water from the Yinma River all winter, couldn't help but vomit.

I initially thought it was just temporary physiological vomiting, but later I found out that things were not so simple.

Villagers vomited one after another, and some even fell into a deep coma.

At that time, medical conditions were poor, and there was simply no way to treat the patient.

Just then, the local shaman seemed to discover something amiss.

After performing the ritual, he became extremely frightened, muttering incantations, the meaning of which was unclear.

The people of the town eventually found Xie Wuyi.

Xie Wuyi stepped in to resolve the issue.

Snow Maiden wasn't originally called Snow Maiden. She died on a snowy winter night, filled with endless resentment before her death. Having spent a long winter with ice and snow, she eventually cultivated into a snow demon.

Xie Wuyi felt some sympathy for Xue Niang at the time and did not kill her completely.

From then on, every snowy night, Snow Maiden would visit Tianyang Gate and chat with Xie Wuyi, that old geezer.

Seeing that she was pitiful and hadn't hurt anyone else, Xie Wuyi turned a blind eye. However, he didn't expect that she would go crazy this year and spread rumors and slander against him.

Her timing this year was terrible; it wasn't snowing yet, but she could come and go as she pleased.

Xie Wuyi clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

"It is already difficult for you to cultivate into the body of a snow demon, or you may have already avenged your past life's grudges, so why be so persistent?"

Xie Wuyi looked at Xue Niang's forehead and sighed inwardly.

The appearance of dark energy on the forehead is a sign of becoming a demon.

Xie Wuyi was unaware of the reason, but felt it was a pity.

"You don't need to do this, it's not your fault." Xie Wuyi didn't know the reason, but Jiang Si understood perfectly. She was simply bewitched and had fallen for this old man, Xie Wuyi. Jiang Si felt sorry for her; she had been devoted to men for two lifetimes.

Jiang Si pulled Xie Wuyi behind her.

Xue Niang's eyes suddenly fixed on Jiang Si again.

"Xie Wuyi is already a decrepit old man. There's no use in you guarding him. He'll be reporting to the underworld sooner or later. Can you go to the underworld to snatch him away?"

"Besides, he's a Taoist practitioner. Do you think he'll forgive you if the blizzard continues and buries the entire town?"

Unexpectedly, Xue Niang was not stupid.

“I’ve known him for decades, and his appearance has never changed.” Xue Niang looked at Xie Wuyi with infatuation. “At this moment, I knew that he was not an ordinary cultivator. I wanted to take him away and have him with me for the rest of my life.”

Xie Wuyi: "..."

Jiang Si: "Your skill at attracting attention is truly consistent."

"That's called consistency, thank you." Xie Wuyi said irritably. He only now realized that Xue Niang had such feelings for him: "I cultivate the path of ruthlessness. I will not have any emotional entanglements in this life. Give up."

"If you don't stop, then I will have no choice but to take you back today." When Xie Wuyi said this, his expression and voice were colder than the snow falling all around him. Jiang Si suddenly felt a little sorry for Xue Niang.

Where does this infatuation-driven mentality, so prevalent both on earth and in heaven, come from?

"Are you leaving?" Xue Niang asked sadly. "If you leave, will you come back?" She knew her method was foolish, but she couldn't bear to watch Xie Wuyi leave.

Xie Wuyi was her only source of warmth; what would she do if he left?

Is she all alone again, in the sky and on the ground?