Chapter 46: Strange "How could my master take action so easily?" ...
The anti-cold talisman on his waist suddenly felt hot. Xie Wuyang's eyes flashed and he took out the talisman paper.
"Master's injuries haven't healed yet, and this snowy mountain is incredibly cold. I brought a lot of cold-weather talismans, enough for Master and I to survive for a while."
Yun Wanzhou frowned, his eyes fixed on the cold-proof talisman with doubt, "Really?"
Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his lips, and took out the talisman paper soaked in cinnabar.
The talisman paper only needed to be painted on one side, leaving the other side alone. Xie Wuyang turned the painted side towards himself, leaving the back for Yun Wanzhou. "Seriously, I have many more cold-resistant talismans."
A hand suddenly reached out to Xie Wuyang and pulled the talisman paper he had taken out from his hand. After taking a closer look at the pattern on the front, Yun Wanzhou pursed his lips and lingered for a moment on the other talisman paper in Xie Wuyang's hand. When he looked up again, his brows and eyes took on a serious expression. "Is this the cold-resistant talisman you mentioned?"
Xie Wuyang hesitated to speak, his lips moving, "Master, didn't you say that we need to cultivate our spiritual power before we can help us break the barrier? I was just thinking..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Wanzhou suddenly raised his hand and waved it at the intact cold-resistant talisman in Xie Wuyang's hand. Before Xie Wuyang could be surprised, the talisman in his hand turned into a white light and landed on Xie Wuyang's forehead.
Only when his hands were empty did Xie Wuyang come back to his senses and suddenly looked towards Yun Wanzhou.
"Master," Xie Wuyang stared at him in disbelief, "This is the cold-proof talisman I gave you."
Yun Wanzhou said coldly, "No need to give it to me."
His tone was firm and unyielding, not even giving Xie Wuyang a chance to respond.
The anti-cold talisman was very effective and took effect quickly. The cold was replaced by warmth, the sound of the wind was blocked out, and everything in the snow-capped mountains had nothing to do with Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang hurriedly shifted his gaze to his already empty hand.
He was alone, held a high position, and had countless blood on his hands. It was only natural that he ended up with a sword piercing his heart and died a miserable death.
But Xie Wuyang couldn't help but wonder, if in his previous life, there was someone who treated the original owner the same way Yun Wanzhou treated him, and stood on the same side with him, would the ending be different?
…
As the sky grew darker, the snow on Luohua Snow Mountain stopped.
The anti-cold talisman had been used, and Xie Wuyang had no extra talisman paper, so he could only return the outer robe on his shoulders to Yun Wanzhou so that he would not be unable to hold on until someone came.
Looking at the white scenery outside, Xie Wuyang frowned and finally couldn't help but stand up.
It was indeed unrealistic to pin hopes on outsiders. They had been waiting in the cave for half a day. As soon as they had spiritual power, they tried to attack the barrier of Shattered Snow and use the fluctuations of spiritual power to attract the attention of people outside, but no one came.
Although the blizzard has stopped briefly, looking at the scenery outside, a new blizzard will probably come soon, and they will only be trapped deeper and deeper.
Just as Xie Wuyang frowned and thought about a solution, a small bulge suddenly appeared in the snow outside and squirmed twice.
Xie Wuyang's eyes paused, and the small drum bag was pushed open by the thing underneath, and a pair of red eyes fell on Xie Wuyang through the gap.
“Chirp—”
As if recognizing Xie Wuyang, Baituanzi's eyes lit up, and he jumped out of the snow pile and rushed straight towards the barrier.
This barrier prevents any living creature from entering or exiting, but this monster is completely unaware of it. It is extremely stupid.
Xie Wuyang sneered in his heart.
Who would have thought that the next moment, when the white ball was an inch away from the barrier, it pulled back its hind legs and stopped, staring at the barrier vigilantly.
Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Quite smart."
Yun Wanzhou nodded. "Demon beasts are spiritual creatures born from heaven and earth. It's not surprising."
As soon as the words fell, Bai Tuanzi seemed to understand what the two people said. He raised his claws and pressed them against the barrier, his eyes moving.
“Chirp—”
Xie Wuyang found it even more amusing, "Master, this little thing seems to be able to understand what we are saying."
Yun Wanzhou stood aside with a calm expression, not seeming particularly surprised.
On the contrary, Xie Wuyang stared at the white ball jumping outside the barrier for a long time, then suddenly squatted down and closed the distance between him and the little white ball.
The little white dumpling stood still obediently.
"Did you see that sword?" Xie Wuyang pointed to the broken snow outside the barrier. "If you can help us remove that sword, I will take care of all your food and spiritual energy in the future."
After saying that, Xie Wuyang looked at the little white ball's expression.
Spirit pets can understand what their owners say, and the same is true for monsters that have been raised as spirit pets since childhood. However, Xie Wuyang is not so sure about this kind of wild creature.
Especially this white ball tilted its head towards him, looking innocent and naive.
Xie Wuyang felt that he might be crazy for pinning his hopes on the monster.
Xie Wuyang sighed softly, turned his head and returned to his original position.
Instead of waiting for others to rescue him, it is better to wait for Yun Wanzhou to recover his spiritual power.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang looked at the white ball again.
The white ball stood up again when Xie Wuyang turned around, stared at Xie Wuyang's back for a long time, and raised its furry legs.
Under Xie Wuyang's gaze, he walked towards the Broken Snow Sword step by step.
Xie Wuyang paused for a moment, and hope rekindled in his eyes, "Master, this little thing understands."
Yun Wanzhou's attention was also attracted by Bai Tuanzi's actions, and his calm eyes rarely showed any fluctuations.
The little white ball circled around the broken snow, as if observing what it was. Suddenly, it became interested and bared its teeth at the broken snow.
After all, Shattered Snow is just a spiritual weapon. It can identify the breath of its master and provide emergency assistance when the master is in danger, but it has a weak perception of the outside world and does not move at all.
After making sure that the sword was not dangerous, Little White Tuanzi finally felt relieved. He opened his mouth and bit the scabbard of Broken Snow, pulled it to the side, and then with a strong force, the Broken Snow sword was pulled out of the snow. A section of the sword body was thrown out and hung loosely on the Broken Snow sword.
The barrier at the entrance of the cave flashed and began to dissipate from the center. In a moment, it disappeared without a trace.
Two pieces of snow fell from the mountain outside the door. Xie Wuyang took two steps outside the cave, then suddenly remembered something. He turned around and looked at Yun Wanzhou, "Master, we can go out now."
Yun Wanzhou nodded indifferently, but stumbled the moment he took a step forward, and Xie Wuyang subconsciously supported him with his arm.
They sat in the cave for half a day, and Yun Wanzhou had no spiritual power at all, so how could he be as unconscious as he looked?
Xie Wuyang frowned, took out a fire-summoning spell from his waist, lit it, turned his wrist, grasped Yun Wanzhou's index finger, and a cluster of flames suddenly rose.
This is a spiritual fire, so it will not burn randomly, but will only flicker according to the will of its owner.
Now it fell into Yun Wanzhou's hand. The flame shook twice and suddenly turned into a ball of fire the size of a human face, half hiding the faces of the two people in the firelight, flickering.
Xie Wuyang released his grip on Yun Wanzhou's hand and curled his lips towards him. "Although the effect of this fire-summoning talisman is very short, it can still be very useful for a while. Master, why not use it to warm yourself?"
The most common things he brought with him when he came to Luohua Snow Mountain were cold-resistant talismans. Fire-summoning talismans and water-summoning talismans were not used very often, so he only brought one or two. He never thought that they would come in handy.
Although Yun Wanzhou risked his life to save him many times, treating him as his original self, he was the one who benefited from it from beginning to end.
Xie Wuyang suddenly remembered the time in his previous life when he sneaked into Cangqiong Mountain to steal the Nightmare Stone and was discovered by Yun Wanzhou.
Xie Wuyang almost thought he was going to die there, but the immortal took away the spiritual weapon and stared at him with a cold face.
"You go."
At that time, Xie Wuyang only thought that this man had ulterior motives and was treacherous and hypocritical. Now it seems that Yun Wanzhou may have just felt sorry for him at that time.
The snow outside the cave was much deeper than other places on the snow-capped mountains. Xie Wuyang's first kick went above his knees, and he used all his strength to pull half of his leg out.
The white ball helped them and looked even happier than when he first appeared. He bumped straight into Xie Wuyang's legs, bit his robe and barked twice.
“Chirp—”
After this incident, Xie Wuyang looked at this thing with a much better eye. When he heard the noise, he didn't kick him away. Instead, he squatted down and brought the white ball to his eyes.
After staring into the blood-red animal's eyes for a moment, Xie Wuyang raised his empty hand, condensed a stream of spiritual power, and placed it under Bai Tuanzi's nose.
The white ball shook its head, swallowed it in one gulp without even smelling it.
Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Facing the enemy who shattered your demon core, you are so unguarded? Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"
"Chirp, chirp—" Baituanzi called out twice, but it was unclear whether it was a response.
Yun Wanzhou placed the fire given by Xie Wuyang flatly in the palm of his hand and placed it on his waist. His pale face looked rosy under the reflection of the fire.
Seeing the interaction between Xie Wuyang and Bai Tuanzi, he took two steps forward and said, "The monster cub is quite intelligent. If you want it, you can take it back to Cangqiong Mountain."
"Thank you, Master." Upon hearing this, Xie Wuyang raised his hand and tapped Bai Tuanzi on the forehead. As his spiritual power condensed, Bai Tuanzi opened his eyes wide in surprise. Before he could even scream, he disappeared in Xie Wuyang's palm.
Although spirit pets are different from spirit weapons and cannot change their forms at will, it is still possible to store them in the sea of consciousness.
Although Xie Wuyang didn't have high hopes for this little ball, since this thing helped him, he would not go back on his word.
Moreover, he always felt a sense of closeness when looking at this little ball, as it was very similar to a dog he raised when he was young.
…
According to legend, the iceberg snow lotus grows on the top of the snow mountain. It was two days later when the two people reached the top of the snow mountain.
Xie Wuyang didn't take Ji Yao to heart.
He and Yun Wanzhou were trapped in the cave. They waited until night but there was no sign of Ji Yao and his group. Either they gave up and went down the mountain halfway, or something unexpected happened on the way. Another possibility was that they sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power but did not want to get involved, or they did not want to have more opponents.
Even if it was the latter, Xie Wuyang wouldn't feel too much, at most he would just feel that he was unlucky.
But what he had never expected was that when the two were about to reach the snow-capped mountains, they suddenly saw a group of people on the road.
The backs of this group of people were very familiar with their attire. As they got closer, Xie Wuyang's gaze lingered on one of them for a moment. It was Ji Yao and Dali and their group.
Because his backs were facing away, Xie Wuyang couldn't see the people clearly. He could only see that they were gathered together somewhere, as if waiting for something.
Xie Wuyang frowned and was about to take a detour when someone noticed him first. Their tone was excited and high, "It's the immortal friend from Cangqiong Mountain!"
Xie Wuyang pretended not to hear and quickened his pace.
However, this person was quite tactless. He didn't realize that Xie Wuyang didn't want to pay attention to him. Instead, he stood up and walked forward and shouted again, "Fellow Immortal, it's us!"
This shout called back the rest of the people, who stood up one after another, their eyes all falling on Xie Wuyang.
At the same time, Ji Yao walked out of the crowd.
Unlike when we first met a few days ago, Ji Yao looked haggard, as if he had experienced something. His lips were cracked and bleeding, and there were several tears in his clothes, as if they had been cut by some sharp object.
"Immortal friend."
Xie Wuyang raised an eyebrow and looked at Ji Yao curiously, "What happened to you?"
He and Yun Wanzhou encountered an avalanche, but Ji Yao didn't seem to be in such a mess.
Ji Yao shook his head, his tone was empty, "It's a monster."
"Demon beast?" Xie Wuyang paused.
Before going up the mountain, he asked the boss who sold elixirs. There was only one monster in Luohua Snow Mountain. Why did a second one come?
Could it be that the owner of this shop not only deceived him with fake pills, but also the news was fake?
Thinking of the inexplicably ineffective elixir, Xie Wuyang felt that it was more and more possible.
Ji Yao sighed, "We thought there was only one monster, so we let our guard down. We didn't expect another Xuan-level monster to appear halfway up the mountain. That monster was really powerful. Even though I didn't fight it head-on and used the escape spell, I was still injured like this."
As he spoke, Ji Yao turned around and glanced at the others behind him.
Following his gaze, Xie Wuyang noticed that this group of people were in tatters and had some injuries on their faces.
"So that's how it is." Xie Wuyang nodded thoughtfully.
A white head popped out from Xie Wuyang's clothes on his chest and blinked into Ji Yao's eyes.
Xie Wuyang frowned and stuffed Bai Tuanzi's brain in.
He clearly stuffed this thing into his sea of consciousness, so how did it get out?
Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, "My friend, this isn't..."
Halfway through his words, Ji Yao felt that the possibility of Xie Wuyang carrying the monster on him was extremely outrageous, so he stopped talking.
Unexpectedly, Xie Wuyang nodded and said, "It's that monster."
"My friend, aren't you afraid that this thing is wild and difficult to tame?" Ji Yao opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
Xie Wuyang said, "It's okay. This thing has degenerated into a cub and even lost its memory."
To put it bluntly, this ball is now like a newborn baby, a blank piece of paper, waiting for the master to teach it.
In the previous life, there were many people in the world of cultivation who raised spirit pets, and there were also many people who tamed monsters into spirit pets. Xie Wuyang was extremely bored with being a Demon Lord for a while, and he also thought about raising a little creature to entertain himself, but he never had the chance.
Everything in the world is a matter of chance. Since this thing saved his and Yun Wanzhou's lives, it would be okay to keep it.
"I have something else I want to talk to you, my fellow immortal."
"Please speak." Xie Wuyang nodded.
Ji Yao organized his words, "I and other cultivators came to Luohua Snow Mountain to pick snow lotus, just for the money. Now we have encountered a monster and almost lost our lives. We dare not go any further. After all, money is only material possessions. It is useless if you lose your life. Before you came, I had already discussed with the others that we will no longer compete with you for the snow lotus. Could you please ask your master to escort us out of the snow mountain?"
The monster they encountered was so powerful that it was difficult for them to escape, let alone return to the starting point to fight it again.
Ji Yao had used up all his talismans and was unable to protect others. After much desperation, he found that only Xie Wuyang could help him.
Ji Yao had seen Xie Wuyang and Yun Wanzhou cast spells, and knew that they were not ordinary people.
"Why should I agree to you?" Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes, his gaze scrutinizing him.
Ji Yao said: "My fellow immortal wants the Iceberg Snow Lotus, but I have news that my fellow immortal doesn't know?"
"Oh?" Xie Wuyang became interested.
When he was the Demon Lord in his previous life, all those who dared to negotiate with him were killed by Quexie. Seeing such people again now, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"We bought this information from somewhere else at a high price before we went up the mountain. I can guarantee with my life that this information is true and beneficial to fellow immortals."
Xie Wuyang did not respond.
Ji Yao was extremely helpless. Apart from Xie Wuyang and Yun Wanzhou allowing him to take a gamble, there was no other way.
Seeing that Xie Wuyang didn't refuse, Ji Yao assumed that he agreed. "Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the Iceberg Snow Lotus blooms only once every five hundred years, making it extremely rare. But few people know that the treasure of this snow lotus lies not in its flowers, but in its leaves."
"What do you mean?" Xie Wuyang asked.
Ji Yao was silent for a moment, then continued, "The Iceberg Snow Lotus's spiritual power is at its strongest when it blooms every five hundred years. The spiritual power gathers between its leaves. Although the flower also has spiritual power, it is extremely scarce and completely useless."
"Are you saying that what we have been thinking all along has been wrong?"
"That's right. I thought so at first, until by chance I met the elder of the Lotus Mist Sect and bought this information with several spirit stones."
Elder Wax Apple?
Xie Wuyang accurately grasped this familiar name.
When they were searching for the Nightmare Stone, Chen Ziyi's sword that was stained by the Nightmare Stone was left by the people of the Wax Mist Sect. And in Ye Nan's illusion, there were also people from the Wax Mist Sect.
The nightmare stones all point to something similar.
"Do you know which elder of the Lianwu Sect he is?" Xie Wuyang asked suddenly.
Ji Yao frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm just from a small sect. I've never met the elder of the Lotus Mist Sect. I only saw his token at the time."
"Have you seen the words on it?" Xie Wuyang asked.
After he finished speaking, Xie Wuyang realized that he was too anxious. He suppressed the restlessness in his heart and tried to make his tone calmer. "I have some connections with the Lianwu Sect and know one of the elders. That elder travels around the mountain for many years. Maybe he is the one that Ji Xianyou saw."
Ji Yao apologized, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, fellow immortal. I really don't know the elder's name, but I remember what he looked like. If you want to know, can you lead us down the mountain safely and give me the painting?"
Ji Yao looks honest and dutiful, but he is at the Golden Core level after all, and is definitely not as simple as he appears.
Although his words were all about thinking about Xie Wuyang, every sentence no longer hinted at asking Xie Wuyang to send him down the mountain.
Xie Wuyang's eyes revealed a mocking smile as he nodded, "That's very good."
Yun Wanzhou was still seriously injured and was using his spiritual power to transition in the snowy mountains, so he naturally couldn't send Ji Yao out of the mountain.
After Xie Wuyang agreed, under the expectant gazes of his group, he rummaged around in his waist and took out a piece of talisman paper.
This talisman was originally drawn by him as a talisman for escape just in case, and it was the talisman that consumed the most spiritual energy.
Xie Wuyang didn't feel that it was too much of a loss to spend a piece of talisman paper in exchange for a nightmare stone.
Just as he was about to light the talisman paper, Dali in the crowd suddenly asked, "Fellow Immortal, didn't I ask your master to cast a spell?"
Xie Wuyang chuckled and lit the talisman paper without hesitation, "How could my master take action so easily?"
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