Lift your foot! Bend your knee! Take a step!
Set off!
Wang Feng first stepped onto the steps with his right foot, and then began to walk up slowly.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Wang Feng walked slowly, but in fact he quickly arrived at the gate of the Ice Palace. He slowly looked up.
[Ice Palace]
The words "Ice Palace," which appeared to be ice blue and extremely large, came into view. Wang Feng then looked at the disciples standing guard on both sides.
What brings you to the Ice Palace?
When the two beautiful female disciples saw Wang Feng approach, they hurriedly stepped forward and scolded him.
"My name is Wang Feng, a male disciple accepted by the Palace Master of the Ice Palace a few years ago."
Wang Feng held the red flower-adorned gifts in both hands and looked at his two disciples, speaking calmly.
Then, fearing they wouldn't believe him, he used his spiritual power to suspend the gift in mid-air and took out a gold-edged ice-character token from his storage space.
This was given to him by Jiang Hanxi before, so that he, as the only male disciple, could move freely in the Ice Palace.
"you......"
The female disciple, who was about to continue scolding, choked up when she saw the ice-blue token with the character "ice".
Could this be... the male disciple that the mysterious palace master of the Ice Palace used to take as his apprentice, as my senior sisters mentioned?
"May I go in now? I still have something to discuss with the Supreme Elder and my master."
Wang Feng chuckled as he put away the Ice Token, then picked up the gift from mid-air and tentatively stepped inside.
The token was clearly similar to the one the palace master had. The two female disciples hesitated for a moment, but ultimately let them pass silently.
"Wait a minute, hang the Ice Palace token on your waist, or you'll be kicked out later."
The two female disciples watched Wang Feng's retreating figure. One of them seemed to have just remembered something and hurriedly spoke up to remind him.
Wang Feng had no choice but to let the gifts linger in the air for now, then took out the Ice Token and hung it on his waist before finally walking into the Ice Palace.
As Wang Feng walked, he observed the changes in the Ice Palace over the years, his eyes scanning the surroundings.
However, apart from the addition of some female disciples, there doesn't seem to have been much change in the Ice Palace over the years.
While he was sizing him up, countless female disciples in the Ice Palace were also sizing him up.
But seeing the ice-character token at his waist, he didn't say anything more.
This person must be a distinguished guest invited by the Palace Master or the Supreme Elder.
For example, distinguished guests from the Sword Sect and the dashing young patriarch of the Celestial Court both had similar tokens when they entered the Ice Palace.
However, Wang Feng's piece is a bit more special. The ice-spirit power characters and patterns on it are definitely meticulously crafted.
Apart from the three Supreme Elders and the Palace Master of the Ice Palace, no one else could possibly create it; the icy power on it is extremely concentrated.
"Hey! Look, isn't that the Palace Master's disciple? I remember he disappeared a few years ago, didn't he?"
The female disciples were whispering amongst themselves, heads bowed. As former followers of Wang Feng who had been driven mad by his anger, they naturally knew each other.
Wang Feng ignored the scrutinizing gazes until a graceful figure slowly walked towards him.
Wang Feng slowly looked over and saw Leng Ningyue, who had an excellent figure and whose temperament was only slightly inferior to Jiang Hanxi, standing in front of him.
"Come with me for a moment."
Leng Ningyue glanced at the disciples around her, then looked at Wang Feng again and said softly.
"You idiot, what do you want to do? I still need to see my wife."
Wang Feng, holding the gifts in both hands, frowned slightly as he looked at Leng Ningyue, whose eyes were filled with curiosity.
Wang Feng's voice was just the right volume, reaching the ears of the female disciples.
"What wife? Does someone in our Ice Palace want to marry him?"
"And he actually called her 'Saintess' and 'Fool'!?"
Upon hearing this, the female disciples were immediately shocked, and the news spread like wildfire, from one to ten, from ten to a hundred.
"Count me in."
Leng Ningyue maintained her aloof demeanor in public, casually asking Wang Feng a question, but her eyes still held a keen interest in gossip.
"Go away, go away, look at you, silly, bye-bye."
Wang Feng impatiently walked past her, heading deeper into the Ice Palace.
Leng Ningyue watched his departing figure, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. She wanted to get her hands on this gossip, but unfortunately, she couldn't... just kidding!
You don't want me to eat it, but I'm going to eat it anyway!
Its main theme is rebellion!
Leng Ningyue's rebellious spirit was aroused, and she slowly turned and left, wearing a long turquoise dress.
Then... taking the Saintess's token, she went to see the Supreme Elder under the pretext of having something to report.
Hehehe........
Leng Ningyue watched as Wang Feng, who had already entered the main palace using the Ice Token and the familiar face of the gatekeeper disciples, passed through.
He then openly took out his own token and, under the pretext of having something to say, hurriedly went to see the Supreme Elder.
Whoosh!
As Wang Feng was walking, he suddenly felt a large black rat dart past him. Upon closer inspection, he realized what was happening.
What a cold-blooded idiot!?
Wang Feng was startled; this cold-blooded fool had actually sneaked in just to watch the drama unfold.
Wang Feng was speechless. He gently put down the gift, then gathered his Quasi-Emperor spiritual power into his mouth.
"Master!! Rebellious disciple... cough cough cough, your disciple has returned to see you!!!"
In an instant, the aura of a quasi-emperor filled the entire ice palace, and the sound echoed round and round, reaching the ears of countless people.
In the blink of an eye, four figures appeared in front of Wang Feng.
The three had flushed faces and gritted their teeth, while the third, with an aura of absolute authority, wore a white veil and a bamboo hat, obscuring his face and expression.
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