Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 148 Blue Mystic Ice

"In that case, I'll use my power to solve this problem first."

"No, it's because we want you to become the Holy Maiden of our Northern Sect."

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Xia Die looked at Lan Xingtong and said, "Even if you're looking for someone to be the Holy Maiden, it's not my turn. I belong to the realm of death, which doesn't suit you. You should be looking for Sister Meng. Oh, I forgot to mention, you want the Ice God, but I do have some information about her."

When Lan Xingtong looked at Meng Hongchen, she was filled with excitement.

Because she saw a mark on her forehead, a mark that her mother had told her was the mark of divine testing, and that possessing it meant one was a divine test subject of the Ice God, and that it had a trace of gold on it.

"Eh?"

Ah Die has sold herself out.

Xia Die and Bolysia both glanced at Meng Hongchen before walking to the side, since the two sisters had almost finished eating anyway.

Afterwards, we arrived at a courtyard.

There were many people coming and going in the courtyard. They were in a hurry, most of them were young and middle-aged male soul masters, and some were ordinary people. They were carrying boxes of things to the car outside.

Judging from the writing on the box, these are probably vegetables, meat, grains, and all sorts of consumables, including the basic cultivation resources needed by Soul Masters.

It seems they were indeed replenishing the sect's reserves; their group happened to arrive just in time for the Northernmost Sect's large-scale mobilization.

"This is our Northernmost Sect's transit station. Once all these things are loaded onto the truck, you can come with us for a tour of the Northernmost Sect."

"Okay."

"Let us pack up. But it should be fine for you. It's a bit cold at our Far North Sect."

Xia Die didn't care; no matter how cold it was, it couldn't be colder than the far north.

In no time, they had emptied the warehouse of supplies and loaded them all onto the truck. After a thorough inspection, leaving no corner unchecked and confirming that nothing was missing, they set off on their journey with Meng Hongchen and the others.

The convoy, laden with goods, wound its way across the snow-covered plains like a lurking beast. The snow tires specially equipped by the Far North Sect, though treated for anti-skid and anti-sinking properties, still left deep ruts in the thick snow.

Some of the members of the Far Northern Sect were pushing the carts from behind, each step firm and powerful, trying to make the vehicles move more smoothly in the snow; others, according to the established formation, were vigilantly guarding the convoy, constantly watching for any movement around them. Everyone was walking, each footstep treading on the soft snow, leaving behind a long string of dense footprints of varying depths, like unique marks etched into the earth.

………………

Extreme North Sect.

This sacred mountain stands deep within a vast mountain range, resembling an inverted frost blade piercing the sky. The entire mountain range is forged from millennia-old black ice, its surface gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, like the spine of a slumbering ancient beast. The main peak, "Frosty Dome," pierces the clouds, its summit adorned with a perpetual vortex of ice crystals. Tiny ice fragments refract countless glints of cold light in the howling wind, like diamonds scattered by the gods upon the earth.

Layer upon layer of icefalls cascade down the cliffs, their folds forming crystal-clear ice sculptures under the sunlight. Some of these naturally formed icicles point straight to the sky like swords, others resemble hanging curtains of ice, and still others hang upside down like the fangs of a ferocious beast, emitting a teeth-grinding hum in the howling wind. From deep within the mountain, the roar of glaciers pressing down echoes like the heartbeat of an ancient behemoth, causing snowflakes to tumble down the mountainside, carving silvery trails across the cliff faces.

The mountaintop is shrouded in milky white mist year-round, which is actually condensed cold air. When you get close, the mist suddenly turns into ice needles, weaving frost flowers on the surface of your clothes. If you climb rashly, your breath will instantly condense into ice crystals, forming shimmering cold stars on your eyelashes.

The white mist usually requires an Ice Martial Soul Master to lead the way.

"How is it? Isn't our Northern Sect's headquarters beautiful? Has it broadened the horizons of our three guests?"

"Yes, it looks very safe here."

The snow-capped mountains are shrouded in fog year-round and are extremely dangerous; even if attacked, it would have no effect.

As the group hauled the goods up the mountain, the air pressure above them would gradually increase, but with so many people, it was still possible to make it up.

Upon reaching the mountaintop, the first area is a northernmost plaza, mostly frequented by women. Goods can be placed here; this is where goods are usually unloaded after hauling them.

Finally, Lan Xingtong led them to the Far North Sect.

The entrance gate to the sect is very large. Nangqian is nestled in the snow-capped mountains, blending into the entire mountain. In front of it are two giant gates, each a hundred meters high, with lifelike ice dragon totems carved on the doors. The dragon eyes are inlaid with dark blue soul crystals, which shimmer with a captivating light in the wind and snow.

Once inside, it wasn't so cold; it felt quite warm.

The space here is very large. Soon I met a woman who had a great figure, delicate features, and a beautiful face that was very similar to Lan Xingtong's.

He looks to be in his twenties or thirties, but he should actually be several hundred years old. After all, in Douluo Continent, only the main characters are young Limit Douluo, and the rest are several hundred years old.

Her long white hair had a faint fragrance and was very soft, just like Lan Xingtong's.

"Mother, I have brought the Holy Maiden and two guests with me."

"Ladies and Holy Maiden, it's our first meeting. Please forgive me. My name is Lan Xuanbing, and my title is Jibing."

Xia Die sensed that her aura was at level ninety-nine, which should be the highest in the entire Northern Sect. To be honest, the Northern Sect did not have a single demigod-level member.

Perhaps it wasn't explained beforehand that Lan Xuanbing was referring to Xia Die.

"That mother..."

Lan Xingtong pulled her mother aside to explain.

Both Xia Die and Bolysia were understanding, given that it was a sudden visit.

A moment later, Lan Xuanbing said, "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

He directly apologized to Xia Die.

From this, we learn that the Ice God does indeed have a place of inheritance, which was only known from another god, located underground in the core area of ​​the far north.

However, at present, Meng Hongchen has been chosen as the successor.

Meng Hongchen also became the Holy Maiden of the Northern Sect, in other words, the Northern Sect became a sect of the Sun Moon Empire.

After all, Meng Hongchen represents the Sun and Moon Empire.

All of these things are actually quite normal.

After the banquet, Lan Xuanbing led Meng Hongchen and her group to meet all the elders and management of the Northern Sect.

The situation of these high-ranking members of the Far Northern Sect was within Xia Die and Bolucia's expectations; none of them were over forty years old, which basically matched what Lan Xingtong had said during their second meeting.

Most of them were Soul Saints with seven or eight Soul Douluo rings, and there were no more than ten Title Douluo and only three Super Douluo. As the sect leader, Lan Xuanbing was already the strongest in the entire Far North Sect.

Moreover, based on what he had seen with his own eyes along the way, the fact that the Northern Sect had been able to survive to this day showed that it was quite capable.

The fact that a family can survive to this day despite the curse of having to live to the age of forty and still consistently produce titled Douluo speaks volumes, doesn't it?

Although Xia Die doesn't know the details of the first part of the Douluo Continent original work, in the comics, even ordinary Title Douluos were powerful figures ten thousand years ago.

Xia Die also guessed pretty much why the Northern Sect had gone into seclusion, and the information he obtained in the subsequent conversation confirmed his idea.

There are two reasons.

One reason is that although their strength is not weak in the Douluo Continent, it is really not enough in front of a real behemoth, and the people of the Far North Sect are born with a great disadvantage in lifespan.

This has made the Northernmost Sect very low-key and conservative, because they really can't afford to waste time. Other Title Douluos can live for more than two hundred years, which is equivalent to four or five generations of people in their Northernmost Sect.

Only Lan Xingtong possesses the ultimate ice element, along with the Grand Elder and the Sect Master. The rest all possess ordinary ice element martial souls.

No one would have imagined that the Douluo Continent would have such a rare age.

Because of its extremely dangerous location and the fact that it remains relatively unknown every year, very few people know about it.

As for why I didn't ask my mother in this dimension, well, I haven't thought of that yet.

"Holy Maiden, please help our Ice Clan!"

Sure enough, after the two sides had exchanged words, Lan Xuanbing actually knelt down on one knee with the other high-ranking members of the Extreme Northern Sect, all of whom looked completely bewildered, in front of Meng Hongchen.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

Xia Die asked Lan Xuanbing, "Senior Ji Bing, please don't ask Sister Yu Meng for help yet. Can you tell us what happened to you?" They recounted everything they knew in detail.

The Northern Sect, also known as the Ice Clan, consists of an important part of their Northern Sect. They are born with a bloodline defect, and no matter how talented they are, they cannot live past forty years old.

Furthermore, the vast majority of the Ice Clan's next generation are girls, making it a predominantly matriarchal society. Once an Ice Clan member reaches thirty, their bloodline gradually declines, their life energy becomes like a leak in their body, and their vitality gradually diminishes.

If they cannot repair the damage to their bodies, the Ice Clan will lose all their life force and die. This seemingly cursed illness has been troubling them ever since.

Therefore, the ancestors of the Ice Clan have never stopped searching for a solution. In each generation, young people would venture out to find rare and precious materials that could resolve the bloodline defect. Some ancestors also tried to introduce foreign bloodlines, but there has been no substantial progress.

When the survival of the tribe is threatened, the Ice Tribe girls will leave their homeland to continue the mission passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors, to continue the bloodline, such as finding a husband to bring home.

Most of the men in the Northern Sect are also composed of these men who have married into the family. Although the Ice Clan does not completely abstain from having male infants, the probability is extremely low.

They are also an important part of the Northern Sect and its mainstay, and unlike the Ice Clan, they do not have a short lifespan.

This curse has haunted everyone in the Far North Sect since the Ice Clan was born, and each generation of sect leaders has been struggling to maintain the entire sect.

(End of this chapter)