204: Chapter 204 Three moves from him, and I'm done for seven days.

"Let's start with the good news."

Feng Yange prayed in her heart, hoping that some big guy she couldn't handle wouldn't pop out.

"The good news is that we have strength in numbers, so we can gang up on it."

As soon as Yue Lan spoke, Feng Yange immediately asked, "The bad news wouldn't be that even with all of us combined, we might not be a match for that thing, right?"

Yue Lan's eyes smiled with praise, "Mistress is clever; you guessed it quite accurately."

Feng Yange's lips twitched slightly as she met Yue Lan's nonchalant expression, "And you're just going to react like that? If we can't beat it, are we still going over there?"

"It might be worth a try." Yue Lan's voice remained calm as he pointed to the snow pile ahead that had gone quiet again, "It's quite lazy. When I struck, it just rolled over; I suspect it doesn't want to fight us."

"Then are we still going in?" Long Ze frowned slightly. If even Yue Lan said it was dangerous, its strength was likely on par with Yue Lan's. Even with all of them, ganging up on it might not guarantee a win.

Feng Yange looked at Yue Lan, "Who is stronger, you or it?"

"Hard to say. Maybe three-seven."

"What does that mean?" The little fox scratched his head. Why did this fish speak so briefly? It wouldn't kill him to add a few more words.

"It's simple. Three moves from it, and I'll be at my own funeral." After saying this, Yue Lan laughed heartily, completely unafraid even as he saw them all glaring at him with dark expressions.

Cang Yan gave Yue Lan a cold warning, "Since when did you start talking like this?"

"Of course, I learned it from Mistress. Her way of speaking is quite interesting." Yue Lan didn't forget to show off, completely oblivious to the disgusted looks from the others.

Feng Yange sighed. At such a critical moment, why did Yue Lan's brain seem frozen? His wisdom was completely gone.

Yue Lan laughed to himself for a good while. Seeing their sullen faces, he cleared his throat, "No more jokes. It's too risky to go in now. We can let Zhushou go scout first; it's a Chaos Beast, it won't die. Or let Dark Spirit go, it won't die either. They are well-suited for clearing the path here."

Feng Yange summoned Dark Spirit and Zhushou. Dark Spirit saw the frozen, snow-covered land and its fur stood on end, "Master, I don't like this ghost of a place. Let me go back quickly!"

Feng Yange gently stroked Dark Spirit's fur, "I don't like it either, but Dark Spirit, do you know? There are hidden ingredients inside. Do you want to go take a look? These are things you can't eat anywhere else."

Dark Spirit's eyes lit up instantly, and even the yawning furball Zhushou's eyes brightened, "Master, what kind of ingredients are they that can't be eaten elsewhere? Are they beasts too?"

"Besides beast clans, there are Snow Lotuses. This is the Peak of the Snow Mountain, after all. Think about it: the beasts here can hide in the frozen land. Maybe it's an Ice Jiao that melts in your mouth, or other rare ingredients hidden here. I've heard of Ice Jiao, but I haven't seen the others. And that Snow Lotus—if you use it to make soup, that would simply be..."

"Master, wait here for us. We'll go take a look."

Dark Spirit left a black afterimage and disappeared, while Zhushou had already vanished, its speed completely unhindered by its round body.

"These two guys are truly gluttonous."

The smile on Yue Lan's lips didn't fade at all. His gaze swept over the calculation in Mistress's eyes, "Mistress, you use this trick every time. Why do you think they fall for it every time?"

Bai Jiuxiao happily raised his hand, his eyes filled with shrewd light, "I know this one, because they are gluttonous."

Everyone heard this and burst into laughter, chiming in, but were then hit by the cold wind and couldn't help but shiver.

"The Peak of the Snow Mountain is very cold. Mistress, are you cold?"

Goosebumps had risen all over Feng Yange's arms, "I didn't feel much before, but now I'm really feeling the cold."

"Mistress, this is a cloak I made from animal skins I collected. Although it's not as pretty as the store-bought magical robes, it's very warm. I hope Mistress won't mind." When Ling Feng took out the cloak, everyone was dumbfounded. Feng Yange only felt as if she were wrapped in a fluffy embrace, soft and warm.

"Ling Feng, thank you. I didn't expect you to have such skills. It's very warm, and I like it very much." Ling Feng's craftsmanship was really too good; she really needed this right now.

The others were all annoyed. Why hadn't they thought of that? They had let Ling Feng steal the spotlight.

"Mistress, I can make this too. Wait until I make you one out of tiger skin; I guarantee it'll be warm." Yun Lin's eyes lit up. Mistress would surely look beautiful wearing white tiger skin.

"Mistress, I will also make you a feather cloak woven from Vermilion Bird feathers. It's warm and lightweight." Cang Yan seemed to have had a breakthrough; he also wanted to do his part.

"And me. Fox fur is soft and warm; Mistress must have some." Bai Jiuxiao looked at the others who were silent, "You guys can make summer clothes for Mistress, preferably ones that can dispel heat. That way, they'll come in handy when we go to the desert."

Xuan Li and the others were still thinking about how to please Mistress, but Bai Jiuxiao's words cleared their minds.

"Mistress, from now on, all your clothes are covered by us." Long Ze said in a deep voice. He hadn't thought of this before; he, the first husband, was not qualified enough. It was also because they had been following Mistress and had forgotten the rules of the Beast World.

Feng Yange saw that they were all so willing and smiled as she agreed. Her gaze fell on Mo Yuan and Jun Chen. Their true forms were still a mystery to this day; they probably wouldn't make her fur clothes.

"Does Mistress like black?"

Mo Yuan asked suddenly. Seeing Feng Yange nod, "Anything is fine."

Mo Yuan nodded and didn't say anything else, while Jun Chen also remained silent, with calculations in his eyes.

The cold wind howled past, and Xuan Li was clearly struggling to endure it.

"Camp here, start a fire, and wait for Dark Spirit and Zhushou to bring back news." As soon as Feng Yange finished speaking, Xuan Li immediately transformed into his true form and burrowed into Feng Yange's arms. Feng Yange could feel that his body was about to freeze stiff.

Cang Yan took out firewood and snapped his fingers. A Vermilion Bird flame descended, burning fiercely in this extremely cold place; ordinary fire wouldn't be able to burn here at all.

Feng Yange held Xuan Li; the situation at the Peak of the Snow Mountain was more dangerous than she had imagined.

"A-Lin, it probably won't be that easy to get the Snow Lotus. If it really doesn't work out, we'll just have to think of another way." Feng Yange looked towards the distant snow mountain; it was too dangerous, and she couldn't rashly go there.

Xuan Li was clearly struggling to resist this cold. Yue Lan was the Merfolk Emperor, and his state was also a bit off; sea creatures were likely the same. Even Mo Yuan wasn't as active as usual, which probably had to do with his true form.

"Mistress, if there's no Snow Lotus, then there isn't. I can't let them risk their lives with me." Yun Lin withdrew his gaze, "Call Dark Spirit and Zhushou back..."

A loud noise interrupted Yun Lin. Looking in the direction of the sound, the distant snow mountain had collapsed. Feng Yange's expression changed drastically, "No, it's Zhushou!"

Feng Yange wanted to rush over, but she was stunned by a roar coming from the distance.

"What is that?"

Feng Yange's voice was trembling. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the huge creature rising from the ground, looking like a mountain.