"I killed three third-level snow monsters with the force of thunder, and instantly killed dozens of first- and second-level monsters."
"His origins are unknown, but he has a kind heart and asks nothing in return."
The Snow Girl stood on the terrace of the castle, looking out at Xiling City. Everyone knew that she was noble and holy, but the reality was that she couldn't even decide on her own wedding leave.
"Mr. Shen, I will trust you just this once," the Snow Girl turned around and placed her fists on her chest. "Next, I will tell you what I know. If you are sure, I hope you can help me a little. I will satisfy you afterwards."
Chen Zhong chuckled secretly, then replied sincerely, "Don't worry, Lady Xuenu. As long as our... deal is settled, everything will be easy."
He understood that the Snow Girl, the mascot, could not make the decision, so Chen Zhong was waiting for the legendary Queen of Steel and Ice to come in person.
"Transaction?" Yang Yin, who was standing aside, was becoming increasingly confused. She suddenly realized that Chen Zhong seemed unusual.
Bang!
Just as the Snow Girl was about to start her story, the door was pushed open forcefully.
A large group of people poured in, led by a middle-aged woman wearing crystal high heels and an extremely elegant rhinestone dress. Although her face looked a little tired, her superior temperament remained unchanged.
"Mom?" Yang Yin instantly turned into a good girl who dared not move.
"Master." The Snow Girl was also surprised and immediately saluted.
Chen Zhong stood up and called out calmly, "Hello, Sect Leader Yang. I feel heavy."
The leader of the Shenxue Sect - Yang Qin, a powerful person at the peak of the ninth level of the Soul Tempering Realm, and the Ice and Snow Queen of Xiling City.
"Don't you know that men are not allowed to enter this room?" Yang Qin snorted coldly, without even glancing at Chen Zhong.
Sure enough, all the men who followed her were waiting outside the house.
Seeing her behavior, Chen Zhong finally understood how Yang Yin developed such a bad temper.
"Master, listen to me..." Snow Girl said anxiously.
Yang Qin waved his hand and ordered his men, "Give him some spirit stones and tell him to leave Xiling City immediately."
"Mom! Brother Shen saved my life! You can't treat him like this." Yang Yin mustered up the courage and muttered.
Yang Qin frowned and then looked at Chen Zhong, "Ninth level of the Spiritual Body Realm? Where are your brothers?"
"Senior Brother Qi died to protect me, and the other two... are bastards. They actually ran away." Yang Yin complained, and her eyes were blurred with tears when she thought of the grievance.
Chen Zhong sneered in his heart. If it were him, he would have run away without a trace in that situation. But those two brothers at least tried to take Yang Yin out.
I'm not your reborn parents, why should I risk my life to save you?
Hearing that Yang Yin didn't seem to be lying, Yang Qin's expression brightened a little, "Let's talk somewhere else."
A few minutes later, a large group of people arrived in the spacious conference hall.
Yang Qin sat on the top ice throne and looked down at everyone. "Yang Yin, you speak first."
Then, Yang Yin spent half an hour talking about the buckwheat bread and hot yak milk they had when they went out.
"A spiritual body realm member can surpass his level and kill several third-order spiritual beasts?" Yang Qin still didn't believe it.
The elders of the surrounding sects were talking at once, and every word was filled with suspicion.
It’s not their fault. No one in the lower world would believe this. One man and one cat could kill a herd of beasts without any harm?
You're lying to kids!
"Junior Sister Yang Yin, have you fallen into his illusion?" At this time, the Great Elder's first disciple, a young man with a mole between his eyebrows laughed.
"Hu Zheng, don't be rude. This little brother who is at the ninth level of the Spirit Body Realm killed the distinguished guest who was a third-level spirit beast in seconds!" The Great Elder also criticized sarcastically.
Yang Yin was caught in a dilemma by their random words and began to doubt her life.
The Snow Girl stood behind the crowd, silent. She knew her position very well. Although she seemed to be in a glamorous position, she was just a pretty vase.
Otherwise, why didn't Yang Qin promote her daughter Yang Yin to this position?
Snow girls throughout history either married into alliances with other forces or were forced to marry outstanding disciples within the sect, under the pretext of keeping the wealth within the family.
Even if one is powerful and has a say, his freedom will be restricted and he will have to protect the Shenxue Sect for life.
A true tool.
Some escaped successfully, while others failed.
Xue Nu thought about leaving, but her parents were still settled in Xiling City and were protected by people sent by the Shenxue Sect.
"There's a reason why the Shenxue Sect is gradually declining." Chen Zhong chuckled as he stood beside the Snow Girl.
"Don't talk nonsense." The Snow Girl's eyes tightened, not because she was defending the sect's honor, but because she was afraid that others would hear it.
"Do you want to break free from the confinement? Or sit on the throne yourself and become the real Snow Girl in the hearts of the people?" Chen Zhong didn't care and continued to speak in a low voice.
After all, in the hearts of the people in Xiling City and the major tribes in the Xiling Mountains, the Snow Girl is the Xiling Goddess who spreads happiness. Although Yang Qin is very strong, that was in the past. Power and strength have long corroded her iron heart.
All the rules she issued now were aimed at consolidating her position as queen and establishing her prestige.
The Snow Girl said nothing and quietly moved away from Chen Zhong.
"Whether it is a mule or a horse, we can tell clearly by taking it out for a walk!" At this time, the eldest elder's first disciple Hu Zheng said proudly.
"Zhongchen, do you dare to accept the challenge?" Hu Zheng rolled up his sleeves, walked into the center of the hall, and looked at Xue Nu affectionately, "If I win, I will fight the young master of Jinxiu Pavilion on your behalf!"
"The eighth level of Blood Surge Realm?" Chen Zhong walked out.
As for Daju, he jumped into the arms of the Snow Girl and rubbed his head at the right angle.
Everyone was curious about what tricks Chen Zhong, who was at the ninth level of the Spirit Body Realm, could come up with.
Yang Yin couldn't explain it either. She felt at the time that Chen Zhong's spiritual power was very strong, and he looked like he was in the spiritual body realm, but there was something wrong.
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