Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

"Alright alright."

The Star Core Hunter sighed, feigning helplessness.

"Could you help me bring my coat? This port... is rather chilly."

"Do not."

Vera put down her terminal and picked up Kafka's coat from the ground.

"We will keep your jacket as evidence, to be used as proof of your arrest. This is what our captain ordered."

After a brief silence, Kaffa gave her a deep look and spoke softly:

"Could you tell me your captain's name?"

Vera's lips curled into a sly smile.

"You'll find out soon enough."

...........

"Ah-"

Lin Yuan sneezed, somewhat surprised. Given his physical condition, how could he even sneeze?

Clearly, someone is keeping an eye on him, and they're full of resentment.

"Su Chang, you weren't secretly cursing me, were you?"

He looked at the three people in front of him and asked calmly.

"I...you must be talking nonsense, there's no such thing!"

Su Chang quickly denied it, thinking to herself, "I just did it, and I'm not saying it now."

"Hmm, could it be due to some temperature change?"

Dan Heng sensed it slightly.

"It really seems so, it's definitely colder here. Where am I?"

At this moment, of the four people in the group—the Luofu Cloud Rider, the Luofu native, the Luofu company representative, and the visiting merchant—only the merchant knew where this place was.

Lin Yuan looked ahead, lost in thought.

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Chapter 226 Mirror Flow

"Look, there are so many big things over there. Could this be the Bureau of Construction?"

As Lin Yuan and his group walked and observed, they gradually formed their own guesses about the surrounding scenery.

“Miss Su Chang, now that you know the location, do you know how far it is from the safe zone?”

Dan Heng's expression was solemn, and he felt a faint unease in his heart.

"Oh dear, you taciturn fellow, I was just transferred here from Yaoqing, so I don't really know the way around here either."

Su Chang scratched her head.

"But if we walk a little further, we should run into other people, and then we can ask them for directions."

Rakshasa calmly followed behind, carrying the coffin. Before long, the changes in the surrounding environment became more and more obvious.

"Ugh. Why does it feel so chilly?"

Su Chang rubbed her arms.

"Am I hallucinating? I think I'm seeing snowflakes."

"No, you're not hallucinating, it really is starting to snow."

At this moment, as the surrounding temperature drops, snowflakes gradually fall from the sky—beautiful and beautiful, yet also foreshadowing the approaching danger.

"I didn't have time to put on warm clothes before I went out today. Since you're here, why not show yourself and have a chat?"

Lin Yuan, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, his gaze fixed on the high platform not far away.

As the words fell, a silver figure appeared high above.

Her long, snow-white hair danced in the wind, and a black veil veiled her eyes. On her blue silk skirt, the phases of the moon, waxing and waning, rotated.

Upon seeing this figure, the group felt as if they were seeing moonlight falling from the sky and experiencing a bone-chilling cold.

Sensing the gaze and movement, the woman leaped into the air.

Amidst the whistling wind, it drifted down from the high platform and landed in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

She surveyed the crowd, and a detached yet chilling female voice softly rang out:

"We've been waiting for you for so long."

"Who...who are you?"

Su Chang shuddered and raised her heavy sword, but she always felt that the other party had a kind of power that made her unable to draw her sword against him.

It's like a sword meeting a peerless treasure, or a swordsman encountering an unparalleled master swordsman.

Upon hearing the question, the white-haired woman, though her eyes were covered, still turned to look at Su Chang.

"Little sister, I'm not waiting for you. You can go now."

"Ah, should I leave? Oh no... should we leave?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chang wanted to call out to the others, but the white-haired woman spoke coldly:

"None of them will be able to leave."

After he finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.

"You summoned this?" Lin Yuan glanced at Rakshasa.

“Mr. Lin is joking. You can’t just make things up without evidence,” the latter replied.

"Rakshasa... these are the trouble you mentioned?"

But the white-haired woman suddenly spoke.

Rakshasa: "............"

"I have no entanglement with you, so why are you obstructing me?"

On the other side, Dan Heng's expression was grave. Seeing the other person always made him feel that certain fragmented memories surfaced.

"There is no entanglement..."

The white-haired woman repeated the word, as if pondering its meaning.

"You...you must be joking, Lord Yinyue—Danfeng."

Upon hearing this name, Dan Heng's pupils constricted sharply, and a white-haired figure in his mind vaguely overlapped with the person in front of him.

“…Jingliu? No, don’t mention that name. I am not him, I am me… I am Danheng.”

Dan Heng shook his head violently, as if trying to shake these memories out of his head.

The white-haired woman fell silent for a moment.

"When I left the Immortal Ship, I heard that they had taken away your scales and horns, forced you to molt, and then imprisoned you in the Netherworld Prison. I thought that Lord Yinyue would cease to exist. But upon returning to Luofu, I saw that familiar figure again."

"Danfeng...or perhaps it's your name in this life, and what has led you here?"

"I came only for my friend's safety..."

"Oh...."

The white-haired woman didn't say much, only letting out a meaningful chuckle.

"Alright, it's time to end our reminiscing."

Lin Yuan's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the atmosphere.

He stared at the white-haired woman in front of him, a smile playing on his lips.

“Mirror Flow... Is that it? That name sounds familiar. Oh, I remember now—it was the Sword Master among the Five Valiant Warriors of the Clouds.”

"You, Mirror Stream, a sinner who murdered your comrades, tainted by demonic evil, guilty of the ten unforgivable sins... and Rakshasa, what brings you to this celestial vessel?"

Jingliu turned around upon hearing the sound. She looked at the young man in front of her, her gaze sweeping over him from behind the black veil.

"You... are very strong."

After a moment, she spoke softly.

"But you shouldn't provoke us."

The surrounding temperature grew increasingly frigid, and the air seemed to condense and reflect the moonlight.

Simply standing still made Su Chang's limbs stiffen, making it difficult for her to move. Dan Heng's expression turned grave, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Without saying a word, Lin Yuan turned to look at the group of people beside him.

“The three of you, our interesting journey together can now come to an end. Su Chang, you can continue to find his friends with this young man Dan Heng, as for Rakshasa…”

His gaze shifted to the blond man.

"Originally, I wanted to keep you here a little longer and have a proper talk with you about my purpose. But since you've sent me the person I wanted, let's do it another time."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, Luo Sha's expression changed slightly.

He was about to say something when he saw Lin Yuan wave his hand.

Suddenly, a mighty wind swept across the land, instantly carrying the three people and the coffin away.

"Wow, the wind is so strong! I can't fly!"

Su Chang's scream and several figures disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Lin Yuan turned his attention back to the present.

"Now that no one else is bothering us, it's more accurate to say that I'm waiting for you than you are waiting for us."

"Oh?"

Jing Liu raised his voice slightly, waiting for Lin Yuan to explain himself.

"I've heard of your deeds from General Jingyuan, Jingliu. Your return to the Immortal Ship this time is surely not just to catch up with old friends."