Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

The sable led the way, moving at a moderate pace, always maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Luo Yun followed behind, the ice beneath their feet gradually changing from a flat ice field to undulating ice hills, covering approximately several kilometers.

The sable's goal was clear. It didn't stop in front of any ice mound, but went straight through the passage between the hills, turning left and right without the slightest hesitation.

The mink's familiarity with the terrain far exceeded his expectations.

After rounding another ice hill, the Spirit Sable stopped.

It crouched in front of an inconspicuous ice mound, glanced back at Luo Yun, and then patted the ice surface with its paw.

Luo Yun approached and looked down.

At the base of the ice mound, near the ground, there is a small opening. The opening is about half a meter in diameter, and extends into complete darkness.

The sable was the first to dart inside, its silvery-white figure quickly disappearing into the darkness. A few seconds later, a soft call came from inside the cave, as if urging him to follow.

Luo Yun crouched down and peered into the cave. He couldn't see anything. After thinking for a moment, he took out a soul-guided lamp, infused it with his soul power, and the lamp lit up. He lay down, held the lamp in front of him, and slowly crawled inside.

This is a naturally formed ice cave, about ten square meters in size.

Then he saw a skeleton.

Deep inside the cave, a person sat with their back against the cave wall, their body already stiff.

Luo Yun stood still, not walking over immediately.

He slowly approached, squatted down, and examined it carefully.

The clothes were frozen solid; ice crystals crumbled off at the slightest touch, indicating they had been frozen for at least a year.

A Soul Master who came to the far north to train, search for treasures, or hunt souls was trapped in this cave for some unknown reason and ultimately could not get out.

The sable crouched beside the skeleton, scratching at its chest with its claws and rummaging through its clothes, as if searching for something.

A few seconds later, it took something out of its clothes and placed it on the ice; it was a necklace.

The chain was made of silvery-white metal, and the pendant was a thumb-sized gemstone, seemingly unremarkable. But the moment Luo Yun picked up the necklace and his fingertips touched the gemstone, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

This is no ordinary gemstone.

The moment the soul power was injected, there was a subtle feedback inside the gem—a kind of resonance.

Storage Soul Guide Device.

Luo Yun examined the necklace from all angles, making sure there were no damages or cracks on the surface, then looked up at the Spirit Treasure Sable. The Spirit Treasure Sable was squatting beside the skeleton, tilting its head and looking at him, its deep blue eyes filled with an expectation that he couldn't quite understand.

Luo Yun raised the necklace, pointed at the gemstone with his finger, and then looked at the Spirit Treasure Sable.

The sable looked at the gem, then at him, and then let out a soft cry, flicking its tail.

Luo Yun interpreted this as "okay".

He took a deep breath and slowly channeled his soul power into the gem once more.

His consciousness probed inside.

The space was larger than he had imagined. The storage bracelet Master Fang had given him had a capacity of fifty cubic meters, which was already quite large. The internal space of this necklace was comparable to the one Master Fang had given him, and it seemed to have better spatial stability.

The space was filled with things.

The most conspicuous thing was a large piece of ice marrow, occupying the center of the space. The ice marrow was about the size of a human head, and was dark blue and translucent.

Luo Yun's breath hitched.

This piece of ice marrow is so large; it must be at least a thousand years old.

The sable scratched at Luo Yun's leg with its claws, its deep blue eyes filled with longing.

Luo Yun glanced at it and, without hesitation, took out the piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow.

The ice marrow disappeared the instant it appeared in his palm; Luo Yun didn't even see how the Spirit Treasure Sable made its move.

The small, silvery-white creature hugged the ice marrow, which was bigger than its own head, and rolled around several times, making satisfied purring sounds, like a cat that had found its favorite toy.

The speed of the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Sable was indeed beyond his ability to capture.

Luo Yun didn't try to snatch it. The Spirit Treasure Sable had brought him here, clearly for this item. He withdrew his gaze and probed the storage necklace again with his consciousness to see what else was inside.

Gold Soul Coins, a huge pile of Gold Soul Coins, were neatly stacked in a corner of the space, roughly estimated to be at least tens of thousands.

There were a dozen or so small porcelain bottles filled with pills, their mouths sealed with wax, the labels already blurred and illegible. He took one out, opened it, and smelled it—it seemed to be a pill for treating injuries; the quality was good, it was well-preserved, and it was still usable.

The herbs, dozens of dried herbs, are arranged by category. They are all quite old, and some even look to be over a thousand years old.

There were also five teeth from unknown spirit beasts, each as long as an adult's finger, cone-shaped, with fine patterns on the surface and a dark golden luster. Luo Yun picked one up and weighed it in his hand; it was heavy and incredibly hard.

Just as he was about to continue flipping through the pages, a shout came from beside his feet.

The Spirit Treasure Sable squatted at his feet, holding the ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow in its arms, looking up at him.

The sable placed the ice marrow on the ice surface and used its claws to make a cut in the middle.

The ice marrow split into two pieces.

One large and one small. The larger piece was about 70% complete, and the smaller one was about 30%. The Spirit Treasure Sable pushed the smaller piece towards Luo Yun, then picked up the larger piece, took two steps back, squatted down, and tilted its head to look at him.

Luo Yun looked at the piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow on the ground, about thirty percent the size, and then at the Spirit Treasure Sable.

This mink has become a spirit.

He reached out and picked up the piece of ice marrow. Seeing that he had taken the ice marrow, the Spirit Treasure Sable let out a satisfied cry, and actually swallowed its own piece directly, seemingly storing it in its cheek pouch. It ran a few steps towards the cave entrance, then stopped and looked back at him. That familiar look returned—follow me.

"There's more?" Luo Yun asked in surprise.

The sable called out again and patted the ice with its paws, its urging was all too clear.

Luo Yun put the necklace into his arms and followed.

The man and the ferret emerged from the cave. The ferret didn't turn back, but instead circled the ice mound and ran in another direction. After walking for about fifteen minutes, a massive ice cliff appeared ahead. The ice cliff was towering, estimated to be over a hundred meters high.

The Spirit Treasure Sable stopped at the bottom of the ice cliff, patted a spot on the cliff face with its paw, then took two steps back and looked back at Luo Yun.

The Spirit Sable began attacking the ice again. Its claws were incredibly sharp, leaving deep claw marks on the ice with each strike. But the ice was too thick; after several strikes, it only managed to dig a shallow dent.

It stopped, moved aside, and looked up at Luo Yun.

Luo Yun understood its meaning.

He stepped forward, his martial spirit manifesting, and punched the crater dug by the spirit-treasure sable. A crack appeared in the ice, but it only went in less than half a foot.

If they keep fighting like this, they won't be able to break through even by dawn.

Luo Yun took a step back and took out a level four soul-guided cannon from his storage bracelet.

The black cannon barrel gleamed coldly in the moonlight, its surface faintly visible with dark red magic array patterns. He channeled his soul power into it, and the magic arrays at the muzzle lit up one by one, energy condensing inside the cannon. He didn't use his full strength—Master Fang had said that this thing could injure a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast with a single shot, and full-power output would be too noisy. He controlled the output intensity, to about 50%.

"boom--"

A white light shot out from the cannon muzzle and struck the ice surface. Luo Yun dodged the flying ice shards. When the smoke cleared, a gap nearly one meter in diameter and more than half a meter deep appeared on the ice.

The sable was startled by the explosion and ran far away. When the smoke cleared, it ran back, peered into the gap, then turned back and called to Luo Yun before jumping in first.

Luo Yun put away the soul-guided cannon and followed.