Baiyu Gate is actually a snow cave.
Large blocks of ice are cut into bricks, which are then stacked together to sculpt a shape.
Without someone to guide you, it's easy to get lost while walking around.
Judging from the doorman's reaction, it's clear that quite a few people have come seeking the elixir of immortality.
The silver notes that Hu Tianqin pulled out probably gave the doorman the impression that he was a distinguished guest.
The two were led to a room, where the doorman said, "The Dharma Protector will be here shortly. Please wait a moment."
A moment later, a bearded man walked in.
He looked to be in his thirties, with a youthful face but an old-fashioned look in his eyes, making him appear very strange.
Hu Tianqin stood up, looking extremely excited.
"My father just turned sixty this year, and his health is deteriorating. But he still has a lot to do, so I came here out of desperation. I wonder if your gang's method of prolonging life is reliable?"
The man didn't rush to answer his question. He looked him up and down, his eyes fixed on his sword.
Hu Tianqin noticed his gaze and, without hesitation, presented the sword with the luminous pearl inlaid on its hilt to the man.
"I found this sword at a pawn shop by chance. I thought it was nice, so I carried it with me. If you think it's nice, sir, please feel free to take it."
The man didn't take the sword, but just looked at him with a half-smile.
"A few years ago, in a battle in front of the Martial Alliance, the Langyue Sword became famous throughout the world. Hu Tianqin, the younger brother of the former leader of the Martial Alliance, was known as a generation of swordsmen and was admired by all the young disciples in the martial arts world."
Hu Tianqin had a bad feeling, and he gripped his sword tightly.
The man swiftly unfolded the folding fan in his hand.
Imur swear he saw a sharp blade on the fan!
The man made a surprise move, slashing his fan, which gleamed with a sharp blade, towards Hu Tianqin's neck.
"What a coincidence, I just happened to be in that group of people who were attacking. Young Master Hu, it's been a long time."
Hu Tianjin bent down to dodge, drew his Langyue Sword, and unleashed a burst of pure sword energy, showing no mercy and forcing the man to retreat three steps.
Yi Mu pulled out a silver needle from his waist and threw it at the man.
The man had lived for an unknown amount of time. He was agile and nimble, like a snake, and his body was incredibly elusive, impervious to both open and hidden weapons.
Hu Tianqin's chest was badly slashed by a folding fan.
In such a frigid place, an injury means the blood will congeal, and the wound will be difficult to heal quickly.
Who knows how many people live in this godforsaken place? We must deal with this man as soon as possible.
Yi Mu temporarily reduced his presence, letting the instincts of this body guide him, and unleashed his full killing move.
The reason why assassins are assassins is because they have no scruples when they carry out missions.
They only had one thing in mind: kill. A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out, and the mission is accomplished.
About fifteen minutes later, Yi Mu used the curved knife in his hand to slit the man's neck.
Blood soaked the transparent ice surface, and Yi Mu wiped the blade clean with a white cloth.
"We need to find them quickly."
The two left the room, heads down and crouching low, searching back and forth in the vast ice palace.
Finally, on the top floor, Hu Tianqin saw Hu Feng and a dozen or so young men locked in an iron cage.
This is a tranquil place; even the slightest breeze will echo across the ice.
Hu Tianqin sheathed his sword.
The people sleeping in the cage suddenly awoke with a start, screaming and shrinking back into the cage as if they would be killed if they were a step too slow.
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