NOVPUB"Whoosh!"
The massive iceberg, driven by the rapid flow of freezing cold, crashed down in front of them with a thunderous roar.
It spewed out countless snowflakes.
Over a dozen figures, each surrounded by red phoenix tree leaves, burst forth without any hindrance through the snowy sky.
"They say the North Sea Continent is a land of bitter cold and peril, but from what I see, it’s nothing more than this," the youth in the lead among the four declared with a hearty laugh, a vertical eye in the middle of his brow and wearing a splendid brocade robe.
Another young Cultivator, who had a rather delicate appearance yet paradoxically wore full armor, could not help responding upon hearing this:
"Junior Brother Gong might be taking things too lightly. If it weren’t for the protection from the cold that the ’Azure Fire Paulownia Tree’ leaves provide, our mana might very well have frozen over by now... Right, Senior Brother Yan?"
He looked to the handsome young Cultivator wearing a crown in the middle.
The handsome young Cultivator gave a faint smile in response:
"Junior Brother Gong’s statement indeed somewhat underestimates the chill of this place... However, what Junior Brother Bian has said may also be slightly exaggerated."
"Though the cold here is severe, it is not to the extent of freezing our mana solid. Instead, I am more curious about the person who stole Junior Brother Bian’s Class IV Spirit Plant. He actually dared to escape to the North Sea Continent after taking the treasure."
Hearing what the handsome young Cultivator said, the three-eyed youth felt somewhat dissatisfied but seemed to hold some wariness towards the other, merely curling his lips and, in the end, stayed silent.
The young armored Cultivator also frowned:
"The Spiritual Energy here in the North Sea Continent is not as rich as in the Guangling State. If we stay too long, without a Blood Sacrifice or a spirit item to replenish us, our realms might even degrade... Yet he dares to come here, I wonder what kind of background he has."
"Who cares what his background is!"
The three-eyed youth said with a sneer:
"The three of us holy children acting together, along with the Protectors we brought along, so long as it’s not an Elder from the Immortal Ascension personally arriving, we’ll make him perish and disappear on the spot!"
The handsome young Cultivator heard this but coughed lightly, his tone carrying an indescribable nuance:
"Junior Brother Gong, do remember there are more than three holy children present."
The three-eyed youth was taken aback and instinctively glanced at the aloof young man dressed in black nearby, who had been silent and unassuming.
A hint of mockery quickly surfaced in his eyes, and he did not bother to lower his voice:
"Are you talking about Junior Brother Shen? Hehe, if we really do encounter that evildoer, what can he do?"
"Throw a couple of useless Magic Tools? Or cast his unrefined ’True Body of Ten-sided Demon’?"
"Or perhaps... use his legendary bad luck that has defeated many holy children? Hahahaha..."
Even though they were all holy children who generally did not look kindly upon each other, it was rare for them to be so openly confrontational.
However, his master was currently vying for the position of the great elder and was already in conflict with Shen Fu’s master, Liang Qiuyu, so his mockery came without any burden.
Upon hearing the three-eyed youth’s mockery,
The indifferent black-clothed young man’s expression remained unchanged, his gaze steady, as if he had heard nothing and continued to fly straight ahead.
The handsome Cultivator, as well as the armored Cultivator and others, all showed a slight change in their expressions.
Looking at the aloof black-clothed youth, they couldn’t help but reveal a hint of wariness.
Although the disciples of the Saint Sect scoffed at the idea of luck,
The experiences of this Shen Fu holy child were indeed too uncanny.
First, he went out with the former number one holy child and two others, only to unluckily encounter the Invincible Killing God of the Great Jin Myriad Manifestation Sect, Yao Wudi.
All the Cultivators on that trip were annihilated.
The only two survivors were a former ninth holy child who barely lived on in a crippled state and Shen Fu, the holy child.
And the kicker is that he came back entirely unscathed, not a single injury!
The second occurrence, although the holy children who died were not as prominent, was even more outrageous.
Three holy children, accompanied by their Protectors and followers, were ambushed by four Fourth Rank Cultivators of the Kingdom of Immortals wielding Thunder Seeds. Everyone on both sides perished without a single survivor.
And what of the holy child Shen Fu?
Well, while everyone else had their brains knocked out, he somehow didn’t have a scratch on him.
Anyone can regard a single event as good fortune.
But when you consider both incidents together, something seems off.
This led to rumors within the Saint Sect that Shen Fu was a spy from an outsider sect or a nemesis to holy children.
The former rumor was publicly denied by his master, the great elder Liang Qiuyu, who steadfastly supported promoting Shen Fu to the position of the sixth holy child.
As for the latter... although the other holy children outwardly dismissed it, whether they truly cared or not was something only they knew.
For instance, Yan Zhenyi and Bian Burang present at the scene were having their own internal misgivings.
If no one had brought it up, they might have been fine, but the moment the topic was raised, they felt decidedly uncomfortable.
The three-eyed youth, though blunt in his speech, was observant. Seeing that Yan Zhenyi and Bian Burang were looking somewhat uneasy, he couldn’t help showing surprise:
"Don’t tell me, Senior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Bian, you seriously believe this?"
"Ahem, Junior Brother Gong is joking."
The armored Bian Burang coughed once and forced a strained smile on his face:
"Although Junior Brother Shen’s ’True Body of Ten-sided Demon’ has not been fully refined, it does have the initial power to break illusions... The one who stole my tree is skilled in beguiling arts; having Junior Brother Shen with us will surely prevent us from being clouded and confused as I was."
Though Yan Zhenyi was internally conflicted, he spoke solemnly:
"Junior Brother Bian speaks the truth, Junior Brother Gong should not speak without thinking."
"Hmph."
The three-eyed youth, Gong Xiyin, curled his lips, clearly able to see that both men were not as confident as they claimed.
