Snow blanketed the entire Xianyu Peak.

A touch of red appeared on the pure white mountain peak.

The girl in the red cloak carefully held a stone.

Climb up step by step, slowly.

"Baby, this is a precious treasure, you mustn't drop or bump it!"

What Jiang Bingbing was holding in her arms was the stone from Tianqian Peak that carried the sword intent of her ancestor.

The sect leader Wuya set up an array around this stone.

The chilling sword intent on the stone prevented her from being harmed.

Snowflakes landed on her long, curled eyelashes. Gingerbread couldn't even wipe them away, so she blinked hard a few times. The snow melted, and some of the meltwater seeped into her eyes.

She didn't really care.

The hands holding the stone tightened even more.

“Swish——”

A person appeared beside him.

Fen Jue looked down at the stone in her arms, his expression strange. "Can't you put it in your storage bag and fly back?"

Gingerbread glanced at him.

"Xiao Jue, stop joking! Do you even know what kind of stone this is? Don't spout nonsense here!"

Fen Jue's gaze became even stranger. "Tell me, what kind of stone is it?"

"This is a stone that our Sword Sect's ancestor created by cutting across the Canglan River—" Jiang Bingbing sneezed, rubbed her nose, and continued, "After cutting across the Canglan River, it was a lucky stone that contained the sword intent of our ancestor."

Burning Away: "..."

He never imagined that nearly a thousand years later, someone would treasure a stone.

The little one was very stubborn, and no matter what Fen Jue did, he couldn't reason with her, so he could only accompany her to the summit.

Night falls.

A full moon hangs high in the sky.

In the courtyard at the summit, the New Year's Eve dinner had just been set out.

Gingerbread rushed to Immortal Lord Qingxue, clutching the stone, and excitedly said, "Master, I got it! I got it!"

The Immortal Lord Qingxue, dressed in white, was originally gazing at the bright moon at a 45-degree angle under the moonlight. Upon hearing that his little disciple had returned, he disregarded his composure and hurriedly came to greet him.

"Little pancake, it has to be you!"

Outside the courtyard, snow was falling heavily, but inside it was warm and cozy.

Liu Zheng had already set up an array to isolate the outside world, allowing everyone to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner while admiring the stars surrounding the moon.

The arrival of the formidable barrier.

This caused quite a stir among the crowd.

Immortal Lord Qingxue reached out his hand and then withdrew it. "Is this the stone that contains the sword energy and sword intent of our ancestor?"

Gingerbread: "Mmm!"

Liu Zheng asked incredulously, "The legendary insurmountable barrier?"

Gingerbread: "Mmm!"

Wen Yuzhao's eyes revealed longing. "Legend has it that our ancestor was the number one person in the immortal sect. Crossing Duan Canglan was just the most insignificant thing he ever did. A thousand years ago, he slaughtered his way through the cultivation world, and even the lords of the demon and monster realms at that time bowed down to him."

As he spoke, he stroked the Heavenly Barrier Stone with his palm, "Is there really his sword energy in this stone?"

Gingerbread: "Mmm-hmm!"

She nodded so many times she was tired.

"Master, please hold me, my arms are so sore."

Immortal Lord Qingxue stood up straight, bowed deeply, and received the stone with utmost reverence.

Gingerbread ran to the dining table, picked up a duck leg, and started eating.

The four immortals, including Qingxue Xianjun, discussed how to place this insurmountable rock, and the discussion was very lively.

The final result of the discussion was.

Make an enormous, golden jade stand and place the chasm stone inside.

Immortal Lord Qingxue: "Since you come to observe every day, you might be fortunate enough to comprehend a layer of sword intent."

Liu Zheng nodded: "What Master said makes sense."

Wen Yuzhao and Xie Yingnan nodded in agreement: "I will obey your orders, Master."

As sword cultivators, it's perfectly normal for Immortal Lord Qingxue and Liu Zheng to have such an attitude towards the Heavenly Barrier Stone.

Wen Yuzhao was originally a member of the demon race and was not so obsessed with swordsmanship, but he also respected that ancestor very much.

These were the sect rules he established.

This will ensure he has a place to live many years later.

I haven't had my New Year's Eve dinner yet.

Immortal Lord Qingxue rushed out and properly placed the stone before returning satisfied.

Fen Jue, who witnessed everything from Jiang Bingbing's sea of ​​consciousness, felt his forehead twitching. He couldn't help but think that the current high-ranking members of the Sword Sect were all idiots from beginning to end.

The New Year's Eve dinner began with fireworks exploding in the night sky.

After three rounds of drinks.

"In the new year, I wish Master's popularity in the sect will surpass that of Senior Uncle Tai Xuan!"

Gingerbread secretly drank two glasses of wine, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes became hazy.

He was clearly a little drunk.

"..." Qingxue Immortal Lord raised his wine cup and clinked it together. "Thank you."

"Hehehe, you're too kind." Gingerbread stood up unsteadily, raising her glass to Liu Zheng. "In the new year, I wish the person my senior sister likes will come to their senses soon."

Liu Zheng: "!"

Immortal Lord Qingxue frowned: "A-Zheng, when did you find someone you love?"

Xie Yingnan, her face full of gossip, asked, "Senior Sister, who do you like? Is it someone from the sect?"

Wen Yuzhao watched the spectacle with a smile.

Liu Zheng put down his wine glass. "I'm full. See you later."

After saying that, he disappeared without a trace.

Gingerbread pouted, exhaling a breath reeking of alcohol. She squinted and raised her glass to Xie Yingnan, "Hehehe, dark-skinned beauty, slurp~"

“Huh…”

Xie Yingnan ran away in disgust.

He was still shouting while he was running.

"Master, you must do something about her!"

Little did they know that Gingerbread would continue its drunken antics.

When Jiang Bingbing pointed the wine glass at Wen Yuzhao, Wen Yuzhao had a bad feeling.

He didn't care about his public persona on Xianyu Peak.

They picked up the completely drunk gingerbread like a chick.

"Master, please continue. I'll take my junior sister back."

That’s all.

They instantly slipped out of Qingxue Immortal Lord's sight.

It was so fast it felt like ten ferocious beasts were chasing him.

Immortal Lord Qingxue chuckled and shook his head. He poured himself a cup of wine, picked it up, and drank alone, noticing his reflection in the wine.

“Pah—”

The wine glass was slammed onto the table.

"I am ten thousand times more handsome than Tai Xuan. What charm does that idiot Tai Xuan have with his perpetually sour face? The sect disciples' tastes are getting worse and worse, clearly..."

The following words.

As he pressed his head against the table, his voice gradually lowered.

The other side.

Wen Yuzhao grabbed Jiang Bingbing by the collar and said angrily, "You think you can just talk so much!"

"He even kept my secret, but after a couple of drinks, he was eager to spill everything he knew."

If I hadn't interrupted that girl in time...

He'll probably say it in the next sentence.

"Second Senior Brother is the Lord of the Demon Realm!"

Gingerbread felt dizzy and nauseous. She waved her hands in the air and squinted at her eyes.

"Is that... Second Senior Brother?"

Wen Yuzhao: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll be there soon."

"Hehehe, I wish my second senior brother a speedy rise to rule the Eastern Continent in the new year and avenge Crown Prince Ronghua."

"......"

Wen Yuzhao's lips twitched slightly. "Thank you too."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, hiccup~"

After saying that, Gingerbread slumped down.

then.

A snoring sound began.

Wen Yuzhao squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth, "Junior sister, I really want to throw you off Immortal Jade Peak."