Night slowly fell, and the sky gradually darkened, as if an invisible hand had drawn a black curtain across the horizon.
The extreme cold forest was even colder at night. Even though Fuyue was a white tiger, white tigers did not live in such extreme environments. Facing the cold wind blowing in its face, it felt all the fur on its body stand up.
Guangling naturally noticed this, so she decided to find a place to stay where she could avoid the wind and snow, and set off after dawn the next day.
He took out a heavy fur coat from his spatial storage and draped it over Fuyue's shoulders. "Quickly put this on and wrap yourself up tightly so the cold doesn't seep into your body. Once we find a suitable place and start a fire, you won't be cold anymore."
Fu Yue shivered, put on her fur coat, and immediately felt a wave of warmth wash over her. She looked at Guang Ling and smiled, "I feel much better." Then she hunched her shoulders and wrapped the coat tightly around herself, determined not to let a single gust of cold wind get in!
Guangling looked at Fuyue's neckless appearance and couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, you look as cute as a little doll." Little dolls don't have visible necks.
Fu Yue rolled her eyes at Guang Ling, "It's just because it's too cold here."
After speaking, he glanced at Guangling from head to toe, thinking to himself, "When it comes to children, who can compare to you?"
We won't go into too much detail; Guangling's height wouldn't be considered short in other places. But the most crucial point is that among the seven elders, every single one is tall and imposing. Guangling, who isn't short to begin with, is made to appear petite by comparison.
And that kid with the face of a child, who wouldn't say he's cute and handsome?
After clearly hearing what Fuyue was muttering to herself, Guangling absentmindedly touched his face. He... didn't look that young, did he?
The two continued on their way, searching for shelter from the wind. After a while, they finally found a cave.
Fu Yue took two stools directly from her spatial storage and placed them at the innermost part, against the wall. Only then did she feel at ease and sit down. They had come well-prepared this time, with a wealth of supplies, knowing their destination was the Extreme Cold Forest.
Qingluan even prepared a lot of firewood, her busy and worried appearance just like a housekeeper.
While Guangling was fiddling with starting a fire, Fuyue began to talk to Xiao Kou, who was living in her mind.
"Hey Xiao Kou, if we can't kill the Chosen One, can we try to steal his opportunities, like that divine position?" Fu Yue's voice was clear and loud as she calculated, even revealing her ultimate goal.
【This…】 Xiao Kou hesitated, unsure of what to say. This was a matter that could only be asked of the Heavenly Dao of this world, after all, it was its own child.
Thinking this through, Little Kou decided to ask quickly. If that didn't work, it would have to think of another way to make it work. [An'an, wait a minute, I need to go ask about this first.]
Okay~
Tang San has two divine positions, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to take one, right? Tang San has a cheat code given by the Heavenly Dao, and she also has one. But judging from the situation, it seems her cheat code is more powerful. However, none of that matters anyway, she's just a useless little traveler here.
If it can be done, then it will be done; if it can't be done, then so be it.
Actually, she was thinking this way for Guang Ling's sake. After all, when Tang San grew up and attacked the Spirit Empire, the remaining elders would all suffer horrific deaths. She was doing a good deed in this way.
After all, when the Spirit Hall was around, at least some people were able to enjoy the benefits.
Just like what Consort Hua said, you have to reward people with silver before they will be willing to do things for you.
What exactly did Tang San contribute from beginning to end? Hmm... let me think... hmm... the more I try to think about it, the less I can think of anything.
Tang San forged hidden weapons, and the president of the Blacksmiths' Association... died! [I seem to remember that the president of the Blacksmiths' Association originally planned to run away after learning how to make hidden weapons. In the end, he didn't make it and got his lunchbox (a euphemism for dying).]
[And then there's the high priest of Poseidon Island, Po, Po, Poseidon! Yes, that's the name. He served as high priest for so long, but in the end, he also met his demise.] To this day, I still can't understand why becoming a sea god required a high priest to offer sacrifices.
So, does someone have to die for this to work? My cerebellum has atrophied.
[It seems like everyone who's with Tang San dies faster.] Just counting them all—the senior, the old monster, Titan, Sword Douluo, and so on—far too many people died trying to become gods for Tang San.
In the end, the person who gave the most didn't get a good result. It's truly tragic and lamentable.
After Guangling finished lighting the fire, he took out a cloth from his spatial storage and sealed half of the cave entrance. Then he sat on a stool and listened to Fuyue's complaints, while also extracting some key information. If his elder brother hadn't been still in the Spirit Hall, and if his elder brother hadn't been there, he wouldn't have been able to leave.
He wouldn't care whether those people lived or died. Sigh, if only my older brother could be so easy to persuade.
But he didn't know how to bring it up. He couldn't just go up and tell her everything he could hear in Fuyue's mind. Wait... forget about these things that can't be said.
This makes things even more difficult. We can't just kill this chosen one of destiny directly and cleanly; we have to wait. It's really troublesome.
If we could really seize that opportunity of the third one, that wouldn't be bad. After all, we're all chosen ones of Heaven, and losing these things certainly wouldn't kill us. Why not take what we can get for free?
But I never expected that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would also submit to those three. They really have no foresight.
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