Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

In the morning, Zhang Ruoxue, fully dressed and ready to go, wore a solemn poker face, her cold gaze fixed fearlessly on the young man before her.

Last night, she had made full mental preparations for what might happen next.

As a result... early in the morning, when they were all getting ready to leave, Yunping told her that she couldn't go on this mission.

Anyone would be furious!

Yunping had anticipated Zhang Ruoxue's reaction and had prepared a reason for it.

"Because of the restrictions of the desolate snow mountain, your cultivation level cannot advance even one step."

"A restriction?"

Zhang Ruoxue looked at Hu Xiaolin with a puzzled expression.

Upon hearing Yunping's words, Lao Hu quickly slapped his forehead.

He chuckled and explained to Zhang Ruoxue, "I'm getting old and forgot about this. Not just anyone can approach the Silver Frost Flower. If your cultivation level isn't high enough, it can freeze your soul and body, and then even a god might not be able to save you."

"What level of cultivation would you need at least?"

Looking at Zhang Ruoxue's stubborn face, Yunping sighed, "At least you should reach the Spirit Platform stage."

"The Spirit Platform stage? Then Yu Chan is also..."

“She is now only one step away from the Spirit Platform stage. With me by her side, I can suppress the Silver Frost Flower to some extent.”

So, to summarize...

Zhang Ruoxue couldn't help but give a bitter smile, her head lowered, "Is it just that I'm too weak..."

The girl in the maid outfit felt a pang of heartache at the sight of that gloomy expression.

She was about to go up and comfort Zhang Ruoxue, with whom she had a good relationship, when Yunping pulled her back.

His gentle face instantly changed, and a hint of coldness crept onto his cheeks.

“Yes.” He said slowly under Ye Yuchan’s astonished and puzzled gaze, “Your current cultivation level is still too weak. It’s probably not appropriate for you to insist on going up the mountain.”

"The so-called...burden...?"

"Yes."

(Twist)

Yunping felt a hand pinch the soft flesh on his waist hard.

Fortunately, this level of pain was not enough to make Yunping cry out.

He maintained his indifferent expression and looked at Zhang Ruoxue: "So Ruoxue, you should stay with Lao Hu for the time being. Besides, the Feng family might still be lingering nearby. Staying here for now is the best choice."

"Hey!" Ye Yuchan called out directly.

"I see."

However, before Ye Yuchan could continue speaking, Zhang Ruoxue turned around, her face gloomy, and slowly walked into her room.

boom!

The sound of the door closing.

On the other side of the wooden door, Zhang Ruoxue clenched her fists tightly, her heart filled with a rapidly growing sense of resentment.

A burden... huh.

She let out a long breath and summoned the ancient book from her storage ring.

"Silent Moon"

…………

"Aren't you going a bit too far?"

In a corner of the hall, Ye Yuchan stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at Yun Ping with annoyance.

She had already made that gesture to Yunping, yet that old scoundrel still said those kinds of things to Zhang Ruoxue...

Doesn't he realize he's hurting Zhang Ruoxue's self-esteem?

“My benefactor…” Even Hu Xiaolin couldn’t help but speak up this time, “I think Zhang Ruoxue is a girl with a very strong sense of self-respect. What you’re doing… isn’t quite right.”

"What's there to be afraid of? Zhang Ruoxue is very capable."

Yunping smiled and waved his hand, "It would be strange if these few words could make her dejected."

"Are you so sure? I feel like what you said was quite hurtful..."

“Definitely.” Yun Ping placed his hand on Ye Yuchan’s head and noticed that she was pouting and looking at him with dissatisfaction. “Alright, Zhang Ruoxue isn’t that fragile. If I say that, she’ll actually work even harder to cultivate.”

“That girl’s comprehension wasn’t particularly outstanding to begin with, and this book, ‘Silent Moon,’ is an extremely profound and mysterious technique. If she doesn’t have the natural talent, then she can only rely on endless practice after she has worked hard.”

"Practice makes you stronger, and that's no joke."

……

These words left Ye Yuchan speechless.

She glanced helplessly at Yunping, then turned back to look at Zhang Ruoxue's tightly closed door, and sighed.

Well, Ruoxue isn't that fragile... These words, though hurtful, might actually have a positive effect.

After making all the necessary arrangements, the two decided to take advantage of the sparse population and temporarily leave the outer palace.

The desolate snow-capped mountains... that's not exactly a good place to enjoy the scenery.

At an altitude of 6,700 meters, it can be described as a towering peak that pierces the clouds in the entire Far Eastern snowfield.

Nothing unexpected happened along the way; they were neither stopped by the Feng family nor encountered any strange monsters.

The extreme tranquility, ironically, gave Ye Yuchan a strange sense of crisis.

It feels like the calm before the storm.

About half an hour after the two set off—

A chilling wind, accompanied by snowflakes, lashed against the girl's tender skin. Under the protection of Yunping's cold-resistant spell, Ye Yuchan felt only the soft touch of the snow.

The ice beneath her feet seemed ready to crack at any moment; the phrase "walking on thin ice" perfectly describes Ye Yuchan's current gait.

“I said…” Ye Yuchan walked carefully on the ice. Through the thin ice, she could even see the giant fish swimming beneath her feet. “How much longer until we get there?”

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"No, no! How could I be scared!"

That's what she said, but Ye Yuchan didn't dare to look at her feet at all.

The reason is simple: just five minutes ago, she noticed white ice cubes moving rapidly beneath her feet.

When she got closer, she realized that it wasn't ice at all!

It's teeth! In terms of size, they're about the same size as a person's teeth!

One can imagine how enormous and terrifying the monster must be lurking beneath that ice!

However, Yunping didn't care about any of this.

—In fact, if it weren't for that old rogue, Ye Yuchan would probably have been eaten by the monsters below by now.

Yunping glanced into the distance, then turned back to his head. "It should take another ten or twenty minutes, that's pretty fast."

"Okay...okay."

Ye Yuchan swallowed hard and continued forward, her heart pounding with fear.

As he walked, he silently prayed that the monsters below wouldn't come any closer...

Don't come any closer!

69. This place is haunted.

"Captain, are we really...really going?"

"This time it's the Palace Master's order, so even if you don't want to go, you have to go."

"but……"

"No buts, we must obtain the Silver Frost Flower this time."

Stopped by the girl's words, the young man slumped down in dejection.

Beside him, a petite brown-haired girl with pigtails came over and patted his back comfortingly, "Senior Brother Liang Jue, the captain is just following orders. We had no choice but to come out to find the Silver Frost Flower this time."

"But this desolate snow-covered mountain area... is really not a good place!"

"What do you mean?" the girl asked, tilting her head curiously.

Wearing armor, the young man named Liang Jue sighed again, and white mist seeped out from the gaps in his helmet, gradually spreading around him.

His tall frame suddenly slumped, and looking at the curious girl, he said with a sense of helplessness.

"Haven't you heard? It seems a disciple of the Northern Ice Palace died unexpectedly on this desolate snowy mountain. Apparently, he was persecuted to death by his fellow disciple!"

Upon hearing this, the girl covered her mouth in surprise, "Huh? Is that so?!"

"That's right. I heard that they searched for the murderer for more than half a year but still couldn't find him. It seems that because of this incident, the female disciple who was persecuted has been haunting the area and wandering around this desolate snow mountain."

"...Senior brother, I feel like what you're saying..."

Liang Jue ignored the girl's words and then lowered his voice, "This lingering female disciple, her hatred hasn't subsided, she's always wanted to take revenge on the world that killed her, so whenever someone encounters her in the desolate snowy mountains, she'll rush up and attack that person like a madwoman, she'll even grab their head and forcibly twist it off..."

"Eh...no, it's not that scary...it's not like that..."

The timid girl trembled and grabbed the Taoist robe of the person next to her.

However, Liang Jue seemed to have opened a floodgate of words: "Not only that, she also particularly hates the people of our Northern Ice Palace. If we were to run into them, who knows what might happen..."

"Waaah...waaah..."

A puppy-like whimper came from the girl's mouth.

Just then, the man called the captain finally spoke.

She glared at Liang Jue solemnly, then pulled the girl into her arms and stroked her back. "Liang Jue, I suggest you stop making up these baseless accusations to scare Xiaoyu."

"It's true! Someone in our group even compiled a set of 'Records of the Snow Maidens of the Borderlands Snow Mountains'!"