The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

The snowstorm seemed to have stopped.

The Luo Shen Sword in Luo Li's hand stopped at Bing Tianxiao's neck. The sharp blade had already cut a bit of the skin, and a drop of blood seeped out.

But her movements froze.

Because a cold, black arrow was firmly pressed against the center of her forehead.

The arrowhead pierced her fair, jade-like skin, and a drop of bright red blood slowly slid down her nose, dripping onto the snow—a shocking sight.

The arrow contained terrifying power, held back but not released. If Bing Tianxiao loosened his grip even slightly, she would perish.

Their breaths mingled, warm and rapid.

Luo Li looked into those eyes that were so close to hers.

Those eyes, which usually held a hint of playfulness and laziness, were now as deep as a bottomless abyss, reflecting her slightly pale face.

She lost.

In a life-or-death moment, Bing Tianxiao traded his injury for a chance to deliver the final blow.

"You win."

Luo Li's voice was soft, yet calm.

She slowly closed her eyes, as if awaiting the final outcome.

If one's skills are inferior to others, death is the only option.

However, the expected excruciating pain did not come.

"Tsk."

A somewhat helpless click of the tongue rang out.

The long-accumulated killing intent receded like a tide at this moment.

Bing Tianxiao slowly loosened the taut bowstring and moved the arrow away.

"That's settled then, heroine."

Bing Tianxiao put away his longbow and casually wiped the blood from his neck.

Luo Li opened her eyes and stared at him blankly.

Why?

"There aren't so many whys. Let's just say I don't want to lose such a compatible friend like you."

Bing Tianxiao smiled helplessly.

Undeniably, he didn't kill Luo Li five months ago because of her background.

But after spending some time together, he began to soften his heart towards the girl.

"Friends...?"

Luo Li murmured softly, somewhat lost in thought.

This word was far too unfamiliar and too luxurious for her.

The girl reached out her finger and gently touched the bright red wound on her forehead.

The slight pain in her fingertips told her that it was all real.

Luo Li took a deep breath, her long silver hair dancing in the wind.

The confusion in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sense of determination and perseverance.

"Bing Tianxiao".

Bing Tianxiao, who was about to prepare food, stopped and turned around in confusion: "What is it now?"

Luo Li's glassy eyes stared directly at Bing Tianxiao, as if she were making a solemn vow:

"Since you're my friend, then..."

"On this spiritual path, I, Luo Li, am willing to become the sword that protects you."

"Wherever your arrow points, my sword will follow. I will cut down all obstacles for you!"

Bing Tianxiao was stunned.

He looked at the girl in front of him, who had a serious expression on her face, as if she were making a life-or-death pact.

A moment later, a bright smile appeared on his lips as he extended his fist towards Luo Li:

"This sword is quite valuable."

"However... it's a deal."

"bump."

The two fists touched lightly, making a sound.

Bing Tianxiao withdrew his hand, in a great mood.

He casually plucked a withered blade of grass from the snow, put it in his mouth, rested his hands behind his head, and asked:

"Now that we're partners, shouldn't you share some information with me?"

For the past five months, I've known absolutely nothing about the outside world. What's the current state of the Spiritual Path?

Actually, that's pure nonsense.

As a seasoned veteran with exceptional reconnaissance skills, Bing Tianxiao was already fully aware of the current situation on Linglu Road.

Ji Xuan is currently at the height of his power, having gathered a large number of experts, and is showing signs of dominating the Spirit Road.

Besides that, there are Wen Qingxuan and Mu Chen.

He asked that question simply because he wanted to hear the girl say a few more words.

After all, for the past five months, Luo Li had been speaking to him with icy indifference.

Now that they've finally turned enemies into friends, he certainly won't let this opportunity slip by.

Luo Li was clearly unaware of Bing Tianxiao's little scheme.

She paused slightly, seemingly not expecting Bing Tianxiao to ask this, but then adopted a serious expression.

"Of the more than one hundred people who entered the final spiritual path this time, Ji Xuan has recruited seventy or eighty of them."

And that girl named Wen Qingxuan also had twenty or thirty under her command.

The rest were just us and a few independent practitioners led by a man named Mu Chen.

Luo Li's voice was clear and melodious, like pearls falling on a jade plate, and sounded especially pleasant in this icy and snowy world.

Bing Tianxiao, with a blade of grass in his mouth, squinted at her.

He barely listened to what was being said; he was too busy admiring the girl's earnest expression as she spoke.

"...That's roughly it."

Luo Li looked up, about to ask Bing Tianxiao what his plans were.

But he found the other person staring at him with a half-smile, a look that didn't reflect much seriousness about the situation, but rather a hint of...

Is it like a perverse sense of humor, like teasing a cat?

Luo Li was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Her delicate face instantly flushed with a hint of anger, and her glassy eyes glared at him:

"Are you kidding me?"

"No way!"

Bing Tianxiao immediately stopped smiling and started spouting nonsense with a straight face:

"I'm just marveling at how insightful your analysis is! A single conversation with you is worth more than ten years of study!"

Since Ji Xuan is acting so arrogantly, our next objective is clear.

He stood up, brushed the snow off his backside, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes:

"The nail that sticks out gets hammered down. We happen to have a grudge against him, so let's take revenge together."

Upon hearing this, Luo Li's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed slightly again.

She was not swayed by Bing Tianxiao's seemingly bold words. As a princess of the Luo Shen clan, her upbringing instilled in her an absolute sense of rationality and composure.

If there is spiritual energy outside, this is not a problem.

But this is a spiritual path, devoid of spiritual energy.

"Revenge is of course necessary, but..."

Luo Li lowered her head, her tone hesitant and solemn:

"Didn't you hear me clearly? Ji Xuan's side has a full seventy or eighty people."

"And none of those who have survived to this day are weak."

She raised her head, her clear eyes looking directly at Bing Tianxiao, and analyzed earnestly:

There are only two of us.

Luo Li wasn't afraid of losing.

She simply didn't want the newly formed alliance to be destroyed by Ji Xuan's overwhelming numbers due to a momentary impulse.

"Who said we were going to confront them head-on?"

Looking at Luo Li's appearance, Bing Tianxiao couldn't help but reach out and want to pat her head.

But just as his hand was about to touch the silver hair, he seemed to remember something and awkwardly withdrew it.

He then touched his nose and chuckled.

"The terrain along this spiritual path is complex and fraught with danger. A large number of people is sometimes not an advantage, but rather a burden."

"Seventy or eighty people gathered together are slow-moving and a huge target. We can use spirit beasts to take them down."