Fellow Daoist, I gladly accept this heaven-defying opportunity.

Yao Ming unleashed a burst of ferocious sword energy, unleashing his ultimate move!

Xu Mofeng, however, seemed completely oblivious to the chill, his eyes fixed on Yao Ming's belongings.

A high-grade human-level longsword! And a storage ring!

Xu Mofeng's eyes lit up instantly. This wasn't someone looking for trouble; it was clearly a living god of wealth who had come specifically to bring him opportunities.

He suppressed his joy, and with a sudden burst of light, he transformed into a faint shadow, rushing straight towards Yao Ming like a ghost.

"act recklessly!"

Seeing that the other party still dared to take the initiative to attack under the pressure of his sword, Yao Ming's face flashed with anger, and he slashed out with his long sword.

"Heavy snow has blocked the mountain pass!"

call--

With a single strike, the valley seemed to instantly plunge into the depths of winter, the white blade light carrying a biting chill, pressing down on Xu Mofeng in an overwhelming manner.

Just as the blade was about to strike, a figure suddenly burst out from the cold mist and threw a punch.

This punch was heavy and powerful, leaving a visible trail of air in the air. The center of the fist seemed to contain a bottomless vortex, which completely swallowed up the surrounding cold air and sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, the fist crushed all the blade light and slammed solidly into Yao Ming's chest.

click-

A crisp cracking sound rang out, Yao Ming's chest instantly caved in, his eyes widened, and he was sent flying backward like a sandbag hit by a catapult.

Rumbling--

He smashed through several boulders as tall as a person, his momentum undiminished, and rolled out of the valley, finally crashing onto the mountain road with a "plop" and remaining still.

"Well……"

This scene, witnessed by everyone, caused the Snow Moon disciples who followed Yao Ming in, along with the original three, to freeze in place.

The group stood there dumbfounded, staring at the valley exit where Yao Ming had disappeared, their minds frozen, unable to process what had happened for a long time.

Senior Brother Yao Ming... was blasted away by a single punch?

The group blinked, their minds blank, their faces showing utter bewilderment.

Who is Yao Ming's senior?

He ranked eighth on the inner sect list of the Snow Moon Sect, possessing a genuine Foundation Establishment level 10 cultivation and an exceptionally skilled Wind and Snow Saber Technique among his peers.

There are people in the inner sect who can beat Yao Ming, but apart from Senior Brother Zheng Bingtian, who is the number one in the inner sect, there is no one else who can kill him in one move.

But what do they see now?

Senior Brother Yao Ming was sent flying by a single punch from a disciple of the Biyou Sect at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment?!

In that instant, the group felt their worldviews collapse, and they stood there questioning their existence.

Xu Mofeng had no time to pay attention to the group's stunned silence; he flashed and disappeared outside the valley.

Under Yao Ming's shocked and terrified gaze, he skillfully snatched the storage ring from the other party's hand, and then picked up the high-grade human-rank longsword that had fallen to the side. The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, like a habitual offender!

"Such an opportunity has been presented to me, it would be impolite to refuse it."

With a flick of his fingertip, Xu Mofeng swept his spiritual energy back onto Yao Ming, dumping all the miscellaneous personal belongings from his storage ring back onto him. The rest was considered spoils of war.

Yao Ming's storage ring contained quite a few spiritual herbs, roughly a dozen or so. It was estimated that most of the group's spoils from this trip were in his possession.

Xu Mofeng was too lazy to go back and cause trouble for the remaining henchmen. He stuffed his things into his pocket, turned around, and left.

After a long while, the Snow Moon disciples in the valley suddenly came to their senses and rushed out in a panic.

"Senior Brother Yao Ming!"

"Senior Brother Yao Ming, are you alright?"

Yao Ming, who had been full of arrogance just moments before, was now ashen-faced, his eyes glazed over, and he looked like he was questioning the meaning of life.

He struggled to raise his hands, only to find them still trembling uncontrollably. Recalling the power of that punch, fear surged into his heart like a tidal wave.

Unrivaled, unstoppable!

His proud sword technique was as fragile as paper in the face of that punch, and was torn to shreds in an instant.

It's an absolutely crushing difference!

If the other party hadn't held back at the end, I would probably be a cold corpse by now.

What shocked him even more was that the other party... was only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment?!

This is utterly unbelievable and appalling!

"Quick...quick, help me find a place to heal my wounds!"

Yao Ming's voice trembled as he gritted his teeth and said, "I must immediately relay this person's information to Senior Brother Zheng Bingtian!"

"Eight hundred-year-old medicinal herbs, two five-hundred-year-old herbs, and one eight-hundred-year-old herb..."

On the other side, Xu Mofeng was taking stock of Yao Ming's gains in his storage ring, his smile growing even wider.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he realized something.

Why bother searching for medicinal herbs all over the mountains for this Frost Realm Trial? Just find someone!

Regardless of whether the other party has any opportunities or not, just grab them first. This is much more efficient than painstakingly gathering herbs yourself.

Just as he realized this, Xu Mofeng noticed countless lines of opportunity suddenly appearing around him.

There were blue ones and red ones, the most striking of which was a long, fiery red line that stretched all the way to the far north of the Frost Realm.

"Ha ha……"

Xu Mofeng couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, "Brilliant, brilliant! So this is the correct way to experience the Frost Realm Trial!"

He randomly chose the nearest red line of opportunity and followed it all the way.

He hadn't walked far when a group of about seven or eight people appeared ahead and were walking towards him.

When Xu Mofeng saw the clothes on the group of people, he was stunned. They were actually a group of Biyou Sect disciples who were acting together.

A strange look appeared on his face. His own destiny was somehow connected to this group of people. Could it be... that the system wanted him to steal his fellow disciples?

Just as he was pondering this, the group of people opposite him also noticed him.

"There are people ahead!"

"They seem to be disciples of our Azure Nether Sect!"

"He's only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment... Should we ask him if he wants to join our team? With Senior Brother Ji Chen protecting us, we don't need to be afraid even if we run into people from the Snow Moon Sect!"

"Senior Brother Ji Chen, do you think we should ask him?"

In the center of the group, the young man surrounded by disciples nodded slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a disciple in the group suddenly exclaimed in surprise after seeing Xu Mofeng's face clearly.

"It was him?!"

This reaction immediately attracted the attention of bystanders, and someone asked curiously, "Zhang Linghe, do you know this person?"

This person was Zhang Linghe, who had previously sought out Xu Mofeng.

After being rejected by Xu Mofeng, he sought refuge under Ji Chen, who was ranked eighth in the inner sect of the Biyou Sect, in exchange for handing over two-thirds of his gains from this trip.

However, along the way, Zhang Linghe found almost no decent spiritual herbs, only digging up an ordinary medicinal herb that was several decades old. Coupled with his average strength, he remained a marginal figure in this small group.

Upon hearing the question, Zhang Linghe nodded and said with a wry smile, "I know him, but in my opinion, he probably won't be willing to join us."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, a person standing next to Zhang Linghe suddenly spoke up in a sarcastic tone: "Ah, I remember now! Zhang Linghe, isn't this the person you went to see first? If he hadn't rejected you, you wouldn't have come to seek refuge with Senior Brother Ji Chen, would you?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately turned to look at Zhang Linghe, their eyes filled with amusement.

"So you approached him first, then Senior Brother Ji Chen? Zhang Linghe, you considered him your first choice, thinking he's more reliable than Senior Brother Ji Chen?"

Someone slowly added a sentence.

Zhang Linghe was both embarrassed and anxious, waving his hands repeatedly: "No! I absolutely didn't mean that!"

Ji Chen sneered and said, "Go ask him if he's willing to join. If he is, I'll grant him permission to only hand over a quarter of the profits."

"Yes."

Upon receiving the order, a disciple immediately rushed to Xu Mofeng's side.

"You want me to join you, and you want me to hand over a quarter of the profits?"

Xu Mofeng blinked, almost thinking he had misheard.

"That's right."

The disciple, only at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, raised his chin, looking arrogant: "A quarter is only a preferential treatment because your strength is decent. Anyone else would have to pay at least a third, or even half!"

Xu Mofeng shook his head and declined lightly: "No need, I'm used to being alone."

The disciple frowned and advised, "You'd better think this through. If you wander around the Frost Realm alone, even if you find some spiritual herbs, you won't be able to keep them. If you really run into the Snow Moon Sect, they'll definitely rob you of everything. But with Senior Brother Ji Chen protecting us, it's a different story. Not only will no one dare to rob us, but we can also rob others. It seems like we have to hand over some spiritual herbs, but in reality, we'll gain much more than if we searched aimlessly on our own."

Xu Mofeng smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the young man at the tenth level of Foundation Establishment in the group ahead, and said slowly, "Something I can't protect myself, can I protect by following him?"

"you……"

The disciple was so choked up that his face turned red, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

At this moment, Ji Chen, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, spoke up.

"Fine, if you're unwilling, there's no need to force you."

Ji Chen looked at Xu Mofeng, his tone calm yet tinged with arrogance: "I just hope that when you encounter a disciple of the Snow Moon Sect in the future, you won't regret your decision today."

Having said that, he waved his sleeve and led his disciples away.