448: Sure enough, the weapon resembles the master.

"Inhale~"

"Exhale~, cough cough cough!"

Leng Ningyue, almost naked, didn't know how far she had run in one breath; she only knew that if she didn't stop, she would soon die of exhaustion!

Leng Ningyue's current cultivation realm was Immortal Sovereign Realm early stage, so for her to be running so hard that she was coughing, it was clear how far she had run.

However, the Cultivation World was also vast! Leng Ningyue had run for so long that she hadn't even left Hanzhou; the surroundings were still a frigid expanse.

The regions of the Cultivation World, from Shenzhou, the first province, to Huangzhou, the ninth province, were generally separate.

It was as if the Cultivation World consisted of nine distinct territories rather than one continuous landmass, with Cultivation World being merely a collective term.

If one needed to go to a certain region, they would have to rely on an immortal array, or... that person's cultivation was high enough to cross regions directly.

"Where...where is this?"

At this moment, Leng Ningyue was barely clothed, her slender waist and long legs completely uncovered.

Only two crucial areas were covered by a small piece of cloth, her delicate skin looking both incredibly alluring and pitiful.

Leng Ningyue looked at the surrounding trees and bushes, all made of ice, and couldn't help but wipe the tears from her eyes, gradually wrapping her arms around herself.

"Where exactly is this, woo woo woo..."

Leng Ningyue cried with a pouting face, terrified at this moment, feeling that every step was an agony.

She gazed at the dense ice crystal bushes around her, her mind highly concentrated, fearing that something might leap out of the ice bushes at any moment.

If one were to speak of someone in the entire Cultivation World who had lived so long yet remained so immature and unstable, Leng Ningyue would be the first!

From the moment she was struck and killed by a mud truck, Leng Ningyue, upon arriving in the Cultivation World, first soul-transmigrated into the original owner's body.

Aside from the initial pain of soul-searching when her abnormality was discovered, she was completely in a state of lying flat.

Holding the idea of surviving at all costs and never venturing out, she had only been forced into the Emperors Fall Secret Realm once, with no other excursions.

Moreover, that outing to the Emperors Fall Secret Realm was spent entirely in a state of survival, the kind where she would never make a move unless absolutely necessary.

To this day, she had killed no more than three demonic beasts in the lower realm, and not a single person; besides acting in the Ice Palace, she only cultivated.

Later, when the Heavenly Cang Continent experienced a great calamity, she and several other important Female Disciples were protected by the Three Supreme Elders using some unknown means.

When Leng Ningyue opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on a small island with various injuries all over her body.

And the dozens of protective artifacts hanging on her were all shattered, which showed how much she feared death!

Finally, Leng Ningyue discovered that besides some vegetation, she was the only living being on the small island; there were no other animals at all.

Leng Ningyue was also an unusual talent; when she discovered this phenomenon, she was not sad at all.

Instead, her heart filled with joy, because finally, no one could disturb her lying flat, and she no longer had to be afraid.

Finally, she dug a cave on the small island and settled down; Leng Ningyue actually managed to live on the small island for thousands of years.

Until she was forced to ascend!

Is this... the ultimate path of survival!?

Apparently, Leng Qing of the Cultivation World also discovered this unique talent and recruited her into the Ice Abyss Divine Sect as her personal direct disciple.

Then... Leng Ningyue began her life of survival in the Cultivation World, doing nothing but slacking off, cultivating, and sleeping.

Until today, when she was forced into marriage, she escaped and came to this unknown frigid land.

This was Leng Ningyue's journey in the Cultivation World; she never killed a single person, and even killing a chicken would make her afraid for a long time.

Before she eloped, Leng Ningyue secretly summarized her memories in her heart:

She arrived in the Cultivation World in a daze.

She was soul-searched in a daze.

She experienced the Heavenly Cang Continent's great calamity in a daze.

She survived with dozens of shattered artifacts in a daze.

She was forced to ascend in a daze.

After ascending, she was recruited into the Ice Abyss Divine Sect in a daze.

Finally, she was inexplicably forced to marry an unknown Saint Child in a daze.

What a... dazed, damn! life it was!

"I'm so unlucky! Oh, Heavenly Cang~, if it really doesn't work, please let me return to Blue Star, Little Yueyue begs you!"

Leng Ningyue clasped her hands, gently bowing to the sky again and again, shedding pitiful tears, and pleading under her breath.

However, the commotion she made was not dared to be too loud.

It was even so quiet that it could be said to be inaudible, because this was her ten-thousand-year experience of survival: she could cry out, but she also had to consider the occasion!

Leng Ningyue's shoes had long since fallen off, and she didn't know where they went.

At this moment, she could only step on the cold ground with her bare, tender feet, the soles of her feet rosy pink.

At this moment, Leng Ningyue was only wearing two small white pieces of clothing that wrapped around her body, yet she stood there muttering for a long time.

In the end, she found that there was no reaction at all, Leng Ningyue accepted reality, and her heart was filled with both anger and fear.

"What a Heavenly Cang, I will never believe you again, you are a piece of shit!"

Seeing that there was no reaction after muttering for a long time, Leng Ningyue couldn't help but curse under her breath in anger.

Rustle rustle rustle~!

Just as Leng Ningyue was about to raise her middle finger to show disdain for the sky, a few rustling sounds suddenly came from the ice bushes on her right.

In an instant, Leng Ningyue froze on the spot, her legs feeling somewhat weak, and she could vaguely see them... trembling?

Please! Dear Heavenly Father, don't mess with Yueyue! I won't scold you anymore!

Leng Ningyue was already too exhausted to run; the immortal power in her body had long since dried up, and now, even taking a single step made her legs feel weak.

Rustle rustle rustle~!

At this moment, the pure white, reflective ice-vegetation bushes beside Leng Ningyue rustled again.

This scene scared Leng Ningyue so much that tears welled up in her eyes again, swirling uncontrollably.

Then... she frantically pulled out protective artifacts from her Divine Sea Space and hung them all over her body, even forgetting to put on her clothes.

There were dozens of treasures, including a dark turtle shell, black-gold armguards, immortal-grade protective gear, and protective talismans.

Leng Ningyue's tender neck and slender arms were fully adorned with protective artifacts emitting faint glows.

Rustle rustle rustle~!

At this moment, the creature in the bushes seemed to have heard the commotion from Leng Ningyue's side and began to approach rapidly.

"Get out!!!"

Leng Ningyue, her body barely covered and laden with dozens of treasures, conjured a cold spear in her hand and, with a mix of fear and alarm, thrust it forward with all her might.

As she moved, the dozens of treasures on her body clanged together, producing crisp, striking sounds.

Whoosh!!

Bang!!

A strong blast of energy whooshed towards the mirror-like ice bushes, immediately erupting in a powerful explosion!

"Awoooo~!!"

"Ow ow ow!"

The ice crystal bushes were shattered by Leng Ningyue's full-force strike, revealing a black and white figure the size of a small dog.

No! It was a small dog!

Leng Ningyue closed her eyes, feeling her long spear pierce a solid barrier, and her heart was immediately filled with alarm.

"I surrender! Don't kill me!"

With just one strike, Leng Ningyue realized that this was not an opponent she could contend with; her hand immediately lost strength, she dropped the cold spear, and raised her hands in surrender.

The conscious cold spear looked at Leng Ningyue's terrified expression, feeling a wave of speechlessness.

Then, the cold spear's light silently dimmed, hoping that the Demon Immortal Venerable on the other side wouldn't notice it.

Its master could die, it just hoped not to be noticed, and it would be fine if its spear body was bitten through, otherwise, it would also die.

Indeed, a master gets the kind of destined weapon they deserve!