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    “Achoo!” Shen Yucheng covered his fist, his eyes reddened, white mist constantly escaping his nostrils. Two lines of clear liquid hung from his philtrum, and his dark, long hair was tossed about like weeds in the cold wind.

    In contrast, Mo Yifeng’s eyes were bright and full of energy, his expression refreshed. A few strands of his hair tips danced lightly in the wind, and he seemed to be in high spirits.

    The two stood in a corner of Hanji Mountain, surrounded by strong winds and blizzards. Shen Yucheng was only at the Qi refining third level. Although his physique was three times stronger than that of an ordinary person, it was not enough to withstand the severe cold here.

    Mo Yifeng was enveloped in a layer of spiritual power, moving about as usual. He glanced at Shen Yucheng, who was about to freeze, and took out a large cotton coat from his storage bag, draping it over him: “Try to maintain spiritual power evenly over your entire body like controlling a bird; that way, you won’t be cold.”

    Shen Yucheng clutched the cotton coat tightly, thinking that if it were that simple, he would have done it already.

    Although he could control his spiritual power like silk threads, covering his entire body was another matter that required time to practice. This monstrously talented Mo Yifeng was truly irritating.

    Shen Yucheng suddenly wondered if he could successfully control Mo Yifeng if he activated the Puppet Dao after touching him for five seconds.

    Thinking this, he grabbed the other’s arm, remaining still for five seconds. However, the moment they touched, Mo Yifeng withdrew his hand, smiling: “Is Junior Brother thinking of controlling me?”

    Shen Yucheng was shocked. He hadn’t told anyone about the method of activating the Puppet Dao, yet Mo Yifeng had noticed.

    “It’s not impossible,” Mo Yifeng said, his tone changing, “The condition is that you let me thoroughly study your Puppet Dao.”

    Shen Yucheng turned and left, leaving him with his back view.

    He wouldn’t agree to such a dangerous verbal promise, lest he wouldn’t even know how he died in the future.

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    Speaking of which, the reason they were so lightly dressed was that Mo Yifeng felt that subduing an ancient fierce beast wouldn’t take too long, expecting to return in at most a day. But to his surprise, they had been on Hanji Mountain for half a day and hadn’t seen a single living thing, let alone a fierce beast.

    In this extreme environment, it was hard to believe that any creatures existed. The strong winds made it impossible to fly on swords, so they could only walk aimlessly in the vast expanse of snow, relying on courage and luck.

    After walking for nearly an hour, Shen Yucheng vaguely heard other sounds. He turned and asked, “Did you hear something?”

    Mo Yifeng hadn’t paid attention at first, but hearing Shen Yucheng’s words, he focused and listened carefully. Sure enough, there was a sound, like two things fighting.

    The thought of witnessing an ancient fierce beast firsthand filled him with joy.

    The two followed the sound, soon seeing two figures fighting in the white mist. Seeing that it wasn’t an ancient beast, Mo Yifeng’s expression gradually cooled, and his pace slowed down, like a child discovering that a life-sized doll was actually a six-foot-tall strongman.

    Shen Yucheng knew what he was thinking from his expression, and instead pulled him along.

    As they approached, they saw a man dressed in plain, monochrome cloth, and another man wearing luxurious blue clothing, with a trace of deep blue dye at the base of his eyelashes.

    “Are you people sent by the village? I can handle this myself!” the man in cloth roared.

    “What village? You attacked me first!” the man in luxurious clothing retorted.

    The man in cloth threw fierce punches, while the man in luxurious clothing met him with his sword, the two evenly matched.

    The man in luxurious clothing inadvertently glanced at Mo Yifeng, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He abandoned the man in cloth and flew over: “Brother Mo! Are you here to cultivate too?”

    “Hey, he’s an acquaintance,” Shen Yucheng said, looking at Mo Yifeng, only to see him unmoved.

    “Who are you?” Mo Yifeng said coldly.

    The man in luxurious clothing walked up, his expression exaggerated: “Don’t you remember me? I’m Li Juemu.”

    “No impression,” Mo Yifeng replied indifferently.

    “We were in the same group for training last year, and we even fought in the competition,” Li Juemu said anxiously.

    Mo Yifeng finally remembered: “Oh, the training group with the bed-wetting contest and the explosives…”

    Li Juemu said happily, “Yes, yes, that’s right! You remember now!”

    Shen Yucheng listened to the few words Mo Yifeng spoke, unable to imagine what extraordinary things the man had done in the past.

    Although Mo Yifeng remembered him, he wasn’t very interested, appearing aloof. Shen Yucheng thought, wasn’t he very lively when he first met me?

    Li Juemu then noticed Shen Yucheng standing beside him, instantly captivated by his beauty. He excitedly took the other’s “jade hand” and began to introduce himself: “May I ask for the beauty’s name?”

    Shen Yucheng looked at him with the eyes of an idiot: “Shen Yucheng.”

    Unfortunately, the other party didn’t understand, continuing to be immersed in his own world.

    Mo Yifeng looked at his infatuated appearance, feeling inexplicably annoyed. He pulled Shen Yucheng far away.

    Flower. Shen Yucheng. Vase: “…”

    “Who exactly are you people? Why are you here on Hanji Mountain?” the man in cloth questioned.

    Li Juemu turned back, speaking sternly: “I was just saying, why did you attack me as soon as you saw me?”

    The man was skeptical: “You… aren’t people from the village?”

    Li Juemu said angrily, “What village? We’re cultivators from the Central Region. Are there even humans living in this Northern Region?”

    Seeing that they didn’t seem to be lying, the man in cloth just lowered his guard when the ground began to tremble violently, rhythmic thuds echoing.

    Shen Yucheng felt that the sound wasn’t caused by the natural environment. It was more like a behemoth was walking towards them step by step, and cold sweat broke out on his back: “Be careful, something’s coming.”

    The other three also sensed something was wrong, especially Mo Yifeng, who was trembling slightly, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips.

    Seeing this, Shen Yucheng really wanted to punch him.

    Suddenly, the behemoth appeared behind them, striking the man in cloth. The ground collapsed. Shen Yucheng was shocked, but he saw no blood in the white snow.

    “What are you spacing out for!”

    If Li Juemu hadn’t been quick-witted and pulled the man away, he would have been reduced to a pile of bones by now.

    Giving them no time to breathe, a white giant beast appeared. It was covered in thick fur, like a moving mountain in the snow. Its limbs were thick, and its claws were as sharp as knives, emitting a low roar. It suddenly howled, alarming all the creatures hidden underground.

    Shen Yucheng was wondering what the purpose of this was when the man in cloth cried out in terror, clutching his head in panic: “It’s it! What we heard in the village was it!”

    Mo Yifeng withdrew his excitement, staring solemnly at the giant beast: “It’s going to run.”

    At this moment, the giant beast curled up with its four feet on the ground. Shen Yucheng, sensitive to spiritual power, felt the beast’s spiritual power rise sharply, his expression turning ugly.

    The group ran together, hoping to find a cave to take refuge in. The uneven ground under their feet made each step difficult. The wind howled, mixed with the giant beast’s roar, filling them with fear.

    They occasionally turned back to observe, fortunately, after running for a while, the giant beast didn’t catch up.

    The group gradually slowed down. Mo Yifeng released Shen Yucheng’s hand, looking back: “We should have subdued that giant beast just now.”

    He was saying to let Shen Yucheng control it.

    Li Juemu panted: “That beast is at least at the Golden Core stage. The power of a Demon Beast is double that of a cultivator.”

    The strength of Demon Beasts is usually stronger than cultivators of the same level. If both a Demon Beast and a cultivator are at the early stage of Golden Core, the Demon Beast’s ability would reach the level of a cultivator in the mid-stage of Golden Core. Therefore, when encountering beasts, one cannot easily assess their cultivation level accurately in most cases.

    Shen Yucheng had also seen this said in the cultivation manuals. Even if the Demon Beast wasn’t at the Golden Core stage, he, a cultivator at the Qi refining third level, couldn’t resist it.

    At this time, the man in cloth came to his senses, looking around: “It must be it that made the village like this!”

    Shen Yucheng felt that this person was a breakthrough point. This man seemed to know something from the beginning.

    He stepped forward and grabbed the man’s collar, lifting him up: “Is your village the one near Hanji Mountain? Why did you come here!”

    The man seemed to have been struck in the heart, his body trembling.

    After a moment, he gave up struggling, lowering his head and slowly saying, “My village is Jitan Village. I am Yan Quanye, a local villager.”

    Seeing that Yan Quanye was being honest, Shen Yucheng put him back on the ground.

    Li Juemu exclaimed, rushing forward and putting his arm around Shen Yucheng’s shoulder: “Beauty, you’re amazing!”

    Hearing the praise, Shen Yucheng’s invisible smile flew as high as the temples.

    Mo Yifeng slapped away Li Juemu’s hand, his smile not reaching his eyes: “My Junior Brother.”

    Shen Yucheng’s smile instantly fell to the center of the earth’s core.

    Li Juemu’s enthusiasm instantly faded, asking the soul-searching question: “Then are you a genius too?”

    Shen Yucheng: “…” If he gets that title within the next hundred years, then he is.

    The farce ended, and the group finally noticed the waiting Yan Quanye, all becoming quiet.

    “Jitan Village has been in the northernmost part of the cultivation world since ancient times, located directly behind Hanji Mountain. Our people have lived in this village for a long time and are already accustomed to the extreme weather. However, a few years ago, things began to change.”

    Yan Quanye recalled the past, his brow furrowing: “The temperature in Jitan Village gradually decreased, becoming colder every year. Finally, three years ago, people in the village began to be unable to withstand the cold, jumping into the fire pits in their homes, burning themselves alive. After they entered the fire pits, they seemed to lose their souls, showing no painful reactions. No matter how their families tried to pull them back, they couldn’t, and the flames couldn’t be extinguished. We could only watch helplessly as our family members were burned to ashes in the fire, the scene like hell.”

    Shen Yucheng nodded, pondering for a moment: “But how do you know that the giant beast of Hanji Mountain is the culprit?”

    As soon as the words fell, the ground suddenly shook violently, the giant beast breaking out of the earth cave, snow flying in all directions. Its roar was deafening, and the air seemed to freeze due to its pressure. Li Juemu quickly pulled Yan Quanye away, Mo Yifeng forcibly summoned his sword, just about to pull Shen Yucheng up when he glanced over, his expression changing drastically.

    He saw the giant beast pouncing on Shen Yucheng with lightning speed, its giant claws tearing through the air, stirring up a gust of wind.

    “!” Mo Yifeng gritted his teeth and rushed towards Shen Yucheng, who was hanging on the cave wall.

    Shen Yucheng desperately grabbed the nearby tree branch, his hands full of veins, his fingertips turning white. He only felt a huge force coming from behind, and the whole person was dragged into the cave by the giant beast.

    The moment Mo Yifeng’s hand touched Shen Yucheng, the other was dragged into the cave, the cave instantly closing up, the ground returning to being covered by heavy snow, as if nothing had ever happened.

    In terror, Shen Yucheng felt his body constantly falling, the surroundings pitch black, his ears only hearing the whistling wind and the sound of his violently beating heart. He felt like his pulse was about to jump out.

    In the darkness, he heard Li Juemu’s voice. “How could you leave! The beauty is down there, we have to save him!”

    Mo Yifeng’s indifferent voice followed: “If you’re capable, you go.”

    After that, possibly because he had stayed in the extremely cold weather for too long, his body was abnormally heavy, and Shen Yucheng fainted.

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