20: Chapter 20 Departure, the Far North Ice Plains

Gu Sheng issued the command.

The dark gold card transformed into countless points of light.

The points of light converged in the center of the hall.

They restructured.

A slender figure gradually manifested.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena.

No Spiritual Qi storm.

The man just stood there quietly.

He wore an old Sheepskin Fur Coat.

His hair was grizzled and white, draped messily over his shoulders.

His right arm was empty, the sleeve fluttering in the wind.

His left hand held a rusty broken sword.

His figure was stooped.

He looked like a destitute old man begging by the roadside.

But as this old man stood there,

The space within the hall faintly distorted.

At his position, even the Laws of heaven and earth were split in two.

Gu Sheng watched him.

Calculations flew through his mind.

The situation in the Far North Icefield was changing rapidly.

Although Gu Han's shell could intimidate others, she would be exposed as soon as she made a move.

Now he had Li Yifeng.

One in the light, one in the shadows.

One civil, one martial.

A perfect match.

The old man in the Sheepskin Fur Coat slowly raised his head.

From beneath his messy hair,

A pair of cloudy eyes looked toward Gu Sheng.

He had no luggage.

He didn't speak.

He just watched quietly.

When that gaze swept over Gu Sheng,

Every hair on his body stood on end.

It felt as if a peerless, ominous sword was pressed against his throat.

If he moved even slightly,

He would be decapitated.

[System Notification: This character card is in an inactive state. The host must grant him a reasonable identity within the current world.]

Gu Sheng withstood that terrifying pressure.

He stood up straight.

"From this day forward,"

Gu Sheng looked directly at the old man.

"You are also Gu Han's Dao Protector."

The old man did not react.

He continued to hold that broken sword.

Gu Sheng added,

"The Far North Icefield."

"Xuanming Hall."

"No matter how many people go,"

"Whoever dares to touch a single hair of hers,"

"Kill them without mercy."

The old man finally moved.

His left hand gripped the hilt of the broken sword.

The blade tilted slightly upward.

"Hum."

An extremely faint sword hum echoed within the hall.

The old man turned around.

He took a single step.

His figure merged directly into the Void Realm.

He vanished.

Gu Sheng looked at the empty hall.

Next,

He would see how this play in the Far North Icefield would be performed.

Tianxuan Peak Hall.

Gu Sheng leaned back in the main seat. The hall was empty. After Li Yifeng's departure, that suffocating, murderous Sword Intent had also dissipated.

With a thought, Gu Sheng opened the System panel.

"Systy," Gu Sheng tapped his fingers on the table, "what's the specific situation with the Law suppression in the Far North Icefield?"

The System's light screen flickered, popping up a line of green text.

[The Far North Icefield contains ancient, chaotic cold Qi.][The Laws of heaven and earth are fragmented.][The core area can only accommodate Spiritual Qi fluctuations up to the Soul Transformation Great Perfection level at most.][Once this limit is exceeded, it will trigger Heavenly Dao lightning punishment, killing indiscriminately.]

Gu Sheng smiled.

Soul Transformation Great Perfection.

This was practically a dungeon tailor-made for Li Yifeng.

Li Yifeng's own cultivation was at Soul Transformation Great Perfection, but he could unleash combat power at the Void Refining Early Stage. Coupled with the trait of 'Sword Opens the Heaven Gate' ignoring all defensive Formations and Protective Aura,

In the Far North Icefield, Li Yifeng was a dimensional reduction strike.

"This is like taking a max-level account to smurf in a starter village." Gu Sheng picked up the freshly changed teacup on the table and took a sip.

[System Notification: Host, please maintain a proper attitude.][The Immortal Holy Lands of the Middle Continent have profound foundations.][Even when restricted by Law suppression, the Soul Transformation Stage Dao Protectors they send out are by no means comparable to ordinary Cultivators.][It is possible they carry heavy treasures or forbidden weapons.][Please do not be blindly confident, lest the shell be destroyed.]

"Shut up." Gu Sheng put down the teacup. "I know what I'm doing."

Go.

He had to go.

Xuanming Hall was Luo Qingxue's original base of operations. The System had stolen the corpse, but that shell's Lifebound Treasure must still be in the ruins.

As long as he retrieved the Lifebound Treasure, Gu Han's combat power would achieve a qualitative leap.

More importantly, there were Destiny Points.

The Immortal Holy Lands were gathering, and the various Sects of Beiming were congregating. The Far North Icefield was now a massive stage of fame and fortune. Prodigies were everywhere.

Taking Su Qianxue, this Destined Daughter, to run some scams...

If he didn't fleece this sheep, it would be against the heavens.

Gu Sheng closed his eyes. His Divine Soul power crossed an endless distance, connecting once again to that shell in Xueluo City.

Tingxue Pavilion.

The temperature in the room remained extremely low.

Gu Han sat on a red sandalwood chair. Her plain white gown trailed across the bluestone floor. She opened her eyes, and a deep blue light of the Lunar Origin flashed in the depths of her pupils.

Su Qianxue stood in the corner, her head lowered and her hands folded in front of her.

"Pack your things," Gu Han spoke. Her voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

Su Qianxue suddenly looked up.

"Sister Gu, are we leaving?"

"To the Far North Icefield." Gu Han stood up.

Su Qianxue stood frozen in place.

Inside the Black Ring on her chest, Danqingzi's remnant soul vibrated violently.

"Crazy!" Danqingzi shouted within the ring's space. "The Far North Icefield is a powder keg right now! The Immortal Holy Lands of the Middle Continent and the various Sects of Beiming are all watching! Why would a Qi Refining Great Perfection run over there to join the chaos? Do you have a death wish!"

Su Qianxue swallowed hard.

"Sister," Su Qianxue's voice was very soft, "Saintess Mu just said that the Immortal Holy Lands have already blockaded the outskirts of the icefield..."

"So what?" Gu Han interrupted her.

Gu Han walked to the window and pushed open the wooden shutters. Wind and snow poured into the room, blowing her long hair.

"Xuanming Hall has reappeared." Gu Han looked at the gray sky. "Since the Young Master let me stay in Beiming, there are things there that I need to take back."

"My Lifebound Treasure."

As soon as those words were spoken,

Danqingzi inside the ring instantly went quiet.

Lifebound Treasure.

Luo Qingxue's Lifebound Treasure from back then was an Ultimate Path Spiritual Tool that had shaken the entire cultivation world. If it could really be retrieved, combined with the Origin of the Lunar MysteriousChar Body, it would indeed be a massive boost.

But the risk was too great.

"Are you coming or not?" Gu Han turned around, her gaze falling on Su Qianxue.

Su Qianxue bit her lower lip.

"In the cultivation world, Opportunity and death coexist," Gu Han said flatly. "Your Meridians have been reshaped, and this is exactly when you need tempering. The Far North Icefield gathers the world's prodigies. Go and see how vast the world really is. If you always stay huddled in Xueluo City, you will only ever be a frog at the bottom of a well."

Su Qianxue clenched her fists.

Xiao Chen's face when he broke the engagement, Qi Shan's arrogance when suppressing the Su Family, and the despairing pressure when Mu Qinghan descended.

She needed to become stronger.

"This old man agrees." Danqingzi's voice transmitted from the ring, carrying a hint of ruthlessness. "With that mysterious Young Master Gu laying out the board behind the scenes, this Far North Icefield might just be a Trial Ground prepared specifically for you. Wealth is found in danger. Go!"

Su Qianxue took a deep breath.

"I'll go." Su Qianxue looked directly into Gu Han's eyes. "Wherever Sister goes, Qianxue will go."

Gu Han nodded slightly.

"Let's go."

Without any extra nonsense, Gu Han pushed open the door and walked straight into the wind and snow. Su Qianxue followed closely behind.

The two left Tingxue Pavilion.

The streets of Xueluo City were empty. The cold wind howled.

Gu Han walked in front. Her pace was not fast, but with every step she took, the ice and snow on the ground automatically parted to the sides, revealing a clean bluestone path.

In mid-air,

The void rippled with extremely subtle waves.

A one-armed old man wearing an old Sheepskin Fur Coat and carrying a broken sword followed silently behind the two.

There were no Spiritual Qi fluctuations.

No aura leaked out.

He was like a ghost, perfectly blending into the swirling wind and snow.

Li Yifeng.

Soul Transformation Great Perfection.

His gaze was cloudy, and as it occasionally swept over Gu Han's back below, his left hand holding the broken sword would slightly tighten.

In the Tianxuan Peak Hall, Gu Sheng took everything in through his dual perspective.