Fairy, help me cultivate.

"You can go down into the pool now."

Jiang Baisha led the three of them into the small pool.

Where the water surged, the cold and hot air clashed, creating layers of mist.

The wind in the sky grew even hotter, and a fiery cloud spread like wildfire from afar.

Immersed in the icy pool, after sinking for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the four of them stepped onto the solid ice surface.

Because the ice has been frozen for many years, its color and texture have turned a dark blue, milky color.

"Never leave my side by more than three feet."

Jiang Baisha reminded the three of them again and stepped forward.

Chen Yao tried to follow, but found that his shoes froze on the ice with just a slight touch.

He unleashed a sword aura, slicing through the ice on the soles of his shoes, and channeled his spiritual energy to prevent the soles from firmly touching the ground before following closely behind Jiang Baisha.

The further you go in, the less heat the orange-yellow inkstone emits.

Qingfeng's eyebrows and hair were covered with a layer of white frost.

Although Chen Yao's combat power dropped to the Foundation Establishment stage, his strength was still at the Golden Core stage, so he was not greatly affected.

Jiang Bailin glanced at Qingfeng with disdain, but when he saw Chen Yao acting as if nothing had happened, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes and brows.

"This is it. In just a moment, we'll be able to get out."

Jiang Baisha's words relieved the three of them. Qingfeng's breathing quickened a bit, partly because they would soon be able to go outside without getting cold, and partly because they would be able to use snake scales to heal their wounds.

Advanced.

Chen Yao also felt relieved. If Jiang Baisha kept his word, he should have passed his test by now, and would be able to learn more about Mingyao. He would be one step closer to breaking the seal of Qiankun Wudiban.

Recalling the voices and smiles of Yun Li and Hui Bai, a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Jiang Bailin had been observing him with curiosity and was amused to find that he could actually laugh in such a weird place.

Chen Yao gave her a strange look, and she stared back at him in return.

"What, you can laugh but I can't laugh?"

She was perfectly justified.

Chen Yao shook his head and turned to watch Jiang Baisha control the struggling fire scales from the inkstone. With a flick of his fingers, the fire scales flashed red in the air and pierced deeply into the dark blue ice layer.

The hissing sound of fire melting and ice disappearing was incessant.

Jiang Baisha's solemn expression made Chen Yao realize that the situation was definitely not as easy as it seemed.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Jiang Baisha's expression returned to calm, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

With a wave of his hand, the fire scale embedded in the ice obediently flew between his two fingers.

"Here."

He held the scale between his fingers and placed it in Qingfeng's palm, and Qingfeng beamed with joy.

"Thank you, Uncle White Shark! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yu! Thank you, Aunt Bai Lin!"

Jiang Baisha nodded with a smile, Chen Yao nodded, and Jiang Bailin scoffed.

She rolled her eyes and said to Chen Yao, "You have to call me aunt too!"

Why?

I'm not Yang Guo!

Chen Yao glared at him.

"No rudeness!"

Jiang Baisha retorted.

Jiang Bailin pouted.

"Alright, let's get out of here quickly!"

It seems like the time it will take to leave Xiaotan will be much longer than before.

More and more light shone through the water above their heads, and then the stagnant air cleared up, and the view suddenly became bright. The four of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Qingfeng hurriedly flew out of the circle, carrying the fire scales as he prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, a fiery cloud crashed down from above like a mountain, turning him into a charred mess.

"Fire Brocade Serpent!"

Jiang Bailin exclaimed in surprise.

Chapter 121 Do you really think I'm Yang Guo?

Beneath the fiery clouds, the scale, now free of fire poison, fell with a "clink" onto the water's surface, creating ripples in the small pool.

A patch of charred ash formed by the breeze left a struggling human-shaped imprint on the ground.

Jiang Baisha was stunned for a moment, perhaps because he couldn't accept the fact that a living junior had died tragically right before his eyes.

Chen Yao stared intently at the gradually boiling fiery cloud, in which a giant shadow swayed, occasionally revealing a fiery red spot—a section of a snake's body covered in bright red scales.

Jiang Bailin is right, it should be Huo Jinchen Snake who came in person.

Chen Yao was quite certain because the sword intent of the Fire Spirit Jade Sword in his storage ring was soaring, as if it had encountered an opponent he had never faced before.

The fiery clouds suddenly widened, accompanied by a howling hot wind, as if responding to the Fire Spirit Jade Sword.

"Was Qingfeng crushed to death like a pile of garbage?"

Jiang Baisha turned to look at Jiang Bailin, his expression indescribably complex, a mixture of regret, resentment, and helplessness at not being able to explain himself to his ancestor.

Jiang Bailin sighed, turned to Chen Yao and said, "If you don't want to die like him, then stand obediently behind me!"

As she spoke, she twirled her skirt, and a crimson stream of energy flowed out from her sleeve, encircling the two people beside her.

Chen Yao knew he was no match for the monster in the sky, so he held the talisman in his hand, ready to run away at any moment.

Jiang Baisha was not one to be easily swayed. After a brief moment of distraction, he reached out and stopped his eager sister: "This thing is not something we can handle. I suspect its appearance is part of the Li family's conspiracy."

As he spoke, he threw away the ice jade box in his hand. The box melted completely, and a foul-smelling, burnt smoke rose up.

The fiery clouds in the sky churned and accelerated.

"really!"

Jiang Baisha narrowed his eyes: "Now is not the time to act rashly. Since the Li family dared to use such a vicious scheme against the Jiang family, I suspect they have other conspiracies. The best course of action now is to go back and inform the family so that they can be prepared."

Jiang Bailin lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Then what do you suggest we do? I'm afraid we can't escape."

We're going to die anyway, so let's give it a shot.

This is her idea.

Jiang Baisha took out a jade bottle from his bosom, untied the lid, and an extremely pungent smell wafted out, even the fiery clouds in the sky seemed to shrink a bit.

"I guessed that carrying snake scales would attract other demonic snakes, so I brought this bottle of jade juice realgar, but I'm afraid it's still not enough to deal with this guy in the sky."

"Sister, take the Sunset Inkstone and go into the Cold Jade Cave with Brother Yu. Try your best to find a way out."

Jiang Baisha handed the orange-yellow inkstone to Jiang Bailin.

Jiang Bailin took it, looked up at the fiery clouds that had covered the entire mountain peak, and nodded: "Your skills are better than mine, so I won't fight you for it. But, you should still live if you can. Think of your sister-in-law."

Jiang Baisha laughed nonchalantly: "Everyone has to die eventually, why bother saying more?"

He glanced at Chen Yao and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I haven't been able to have a frank conversation with Brother Yu yet."

Chen Yao frowned, wanting to ask for clarification, but then heard him shout, "Don't delay any longer, let's go!"

Jiang Bailin took Chen Yao's arm, and with a stroll in the orange light, led him into the small pool.

In a fleeting glance, he saw Jiang Baisha wield the jade bottle and charge headlong into the raging fire that was spreading wildly, without hesitation.

Ding dong, ding dong...

Water dripped down the ice cracks and gathered on the ice surface to form a thick, long ice column.

Jiang Bailin and Chen Yao returned along the same route and arrived at the bone-chilling ice cave.

Is there a way to break through this thick layer of ice?

Chen Yao looked around and found that the ice was a dark blue, turbid, milky substance, indicating that it was frozen solid and thick. It was not something that could be easily broken through, and even the immortal sword in his hand might not be able to penetrate it.

Jiang Bailin was the type to act first and think later: "Can a living person die from holding in their pee? It's just a matter of taking a little more effort."

As she spoke, she pulled the silver hairpin from her hair bun, casually tossed it up, and the hairpin hummed in the air with a "clang," instantly drawing out wisps of white vapor from the cold air.

As the white liquid surged past, Chen Yao felt a sharp pain on her face. When she opened her eyes again, the silver hairpin had already transformed into a streak of light and struck an ice wall at lightning speed.

A sound like an avalanche echoed through the narrow, icy cave, creating a continuous echo. The distorted sound, amplified by the narrow passage, sent chills down one's spine.

A flash of silver light appeared, and Jiang Bailin's slender fingers slanted the silver hairpin.

Ice shards scattered, and the small silver hairpin had carved a deep hole in the ice wall.

"how?"

Jiang Bailin inserted the hairpin into his hair bun and raised an eyebrow at Chen Yao: "The best defense is offense. If you can't defend against the enemy even if you try your best, you might as well put all your energy into your sharp magic weapon and forge ahead."

"These words carry a sword intent."

Chen Yao praised it.

Jiang Bailin curled his lip and, like an elder, tapped Chen Yao's forehead with his finger: "You're too arrogant!"

Chen Yao shook off her finger, but smiled and found it quite interesting to be with this mature woman.

“Alright, let’s hurry up and get out of here. If anything unexpected happens on the way…” Jiang Bailin reached into his chest, trembling as he fumbled for a long time, before pulling out a peach talisman and tossing it to Chen Yao. “Use your spiritual energy to activate this and send a message back to the Jiang Clan.”

Chen Yao took it, and a scent of milk mixed with the rich fragrance of a woman's body wafted into his nostrils, causing him to sniff involuntarily.

Jiang Bailin noticed his subtle movement, blinked, and then glared at him: "Don't overthink it! Otherwise..."

She clenched her fist and waved it at him: "Boss, I'll treat you to this fist!"

Chen Yao was amused by her mature yet charming appearance and stuffed the peach charm into his pocket: "Don't delay any longer, let's go!"