Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Snow White's daily routine consisted of cultivation, cultivation, and more cultivation. From the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace to the Soul Master Competition, from the Soul Master Competition to Martial Soul City, and from Martial Soul City to the Six-Winged Angel Mimicry Training Ground, her life was almost entirely filled with cultivation, leaving no room for romance or leisure.

Florian is the same.

That blond-haired, blue-eyed, and handsome young man, in the Spirit Hall, neither fought nor clashed, neither coveted power nor indulged in battle; his only hobby was cultivation.

Such a person would naturally not actively seek out any "destiny".

Therefore, the two of them hardly ever communicated in the system's chat room.

Even if they bump into each other, they'll just exchange a polite greeting and then fall silent.

That silence wasn't awkward; it was because they genuinely didn't know what to say.

After all, their only common ground was being thrown into the Douluo Continent and that fairy tale that made them all feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Aside from that, they were completely unfamiliar with each other.

Snow White snapped out of her reverie and her expression returned to normal.

Qian Daoliu didn't notice her pause for a moment and continued to smile, "Florian just returned from a mission and happened to be in the Hall of Offerings. Grandfather thought that since you are all young people, it would be good for you to meet and get to know each other so that you can look after each other in the future."

Snow White nodded.

She did not refuse, nor did she have any reason to refuse.

Qian Daoliu was her grandfather, and he was someone who was genuinely good to her.

He introduced his disciple to her out of goodwill and concern, hoping that she could have more friends and more help in Wuhun City.

Moreover, she and Prince Charming belonged to the same camp.

The two walked through the long corridor and up the steps of the main hall.

The palace doors swung open, and golden light poured out, enveloping the two figures in a sacred glow.

The moment Snow White stepped into the palace, she saw the figure standing next to the angel statue.

His short, golden hair almost blended into the golden halo, and he had a handsome face and a slender figure.

He wore a pure white robe, a silver belt around his waist, and white boots; he was as clean as a beam of light.

At this moment, he was looking up slightly at the huge angel statue, the lines of his profile soft and delicate.

But in those azure eyes, there was no sacred devotion, only a habitual, vacant calm.

He heard footsteps and turned around.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Snow White looked at him, Florian looked at her.

For a moment, no one spoke.

The hall was quiet, with only the golden light streaming down from the dome flowing slowly, and only the compassionate yet majestic face of the angel statue looking down silently.

Qian Daoliu stood between the two, looking at one and then at the other, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What? You two know each other?"

Florian was the first to turn his gaze away and look at Qian Daoliu, a polite smile playing on his lips: "We met at the Soul Master Competition and chatted for a bit."

His voice was gentle and steady, without any hint of anything amiss.

Snow White nodded, her voice equally calm: "Yes."

Qian Daoliu looked at Florian, then at Snow White, feeling that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He shook his head, smiled, and said, "That would be even better. It's enough that we know each other; I don't need to go to the trouble of introducing us."

He patted Florian on the shoulder and then looked at Snow White.

“Xue’er, this is the disciple your grandfather told you about, Florian. Florian, this is Snow White, my granddaughter.”

When Qian Daoliu claimed that Snow White, the pearl of the Heavenly Dou Empire, was his great-granddaughter, Florian showed no unusual reaction.

His expression remained unchanged, his azure eyes showing no emotion, as if he had only heard an ordinary introduction.

He bowed slightly and greeted her: "Your Highness."

Snow White nodded slightly in return: "Lord Florian."

Their eyes met again, then looked away simultaneously.

As Qian Daoliu watched this scene, a feeling he couldn't quite put into words welled up inside him.

These two kids look a bit strange.

But he didn't think much of it. In his view, Florian and Snowy were both introverted people, so it was normal for them to be a little reserved when they first met.

"Sit down and talk." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, gesturing for the two to sit down on the chairs in the hall.

Snow White and Florian exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked away.

The two found a chair and sat down, with two people between them.

Qian Daoliu sat down in the main seat, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and glanced at the two people.

"Florian, you did a good job on this mission. The Pope is very satisfied."

Florian bowed slightly: "It's all thanks to the teacher's excellent guidance."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, a smile playing on his lips: "Don't give me that. You have your own skills, no need to pat yourself on the back."

He paused, put down his teacup, and looked at Snow White.

"Xue'er, you've been in Wuhun City for a while now. What are your plans?"

Snow White thought for a moment and said, "I want to continue cultivating. The simulated training ground of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is very suitable for me, and I want to stay there for a while longer."

Qian Daoliu nodded, then shook his head.

“Cultivation is necessary, but it cannot be done in a grueling manner.” His tone was earnest. “Xue’er, do you know that there has always been a tradition of training within the Spirit Hall?”

Snow White raised her eyebrows slightly.

Qian Daoliu continued, "According to tradition, after graduating from the Spirit Hall Academy, the Spirit Masters will go out to train. Not to travel and enjoy the scenery, but to hone themselves in truly dangerous places, to temper their will on the edge of life and death, and to break through their limits in desperate situations."

He paused, his gaze becoming distant.

"Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan and the others were supposed to go on their training trip as well. According to the plan, the three of them should have gone to the Death Canyon together. It is one of the most dangerous places on the continent, full of poisonous miasma, deadly soul beasts and traps everywhere. Without sufficient strength and teamwork, going in would be suicide."

His voice lowered, tinged with a hint of emotion.

"But now that Hu Liena has gone to Tiandou City, this plan has to be put on hold. Xie Yue and Yan set off for Death Canyon a few days ago."

Snow White listened quietly without interrupting.

Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze, looked at her, and then at Florian.

"Xue'er, you and Florian should go out for a walk too."

The two of them looked up at Qian Daoliu at the same time.

A smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's lips.

“Grandfather is not sending you to your deaths. Grandfather has already chosen a place for you to train. Although it is dangerous, with your strength, as long as you are careful enough, you will not be in danger.”

He stood up and walked to the huge map of the continent in the hall.

Snow White and Florian also stood up and walked behind him.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand, his finger landing on the northernmost point of the map.

There, it was a pure white area, with no mountain markings, no river markings, and no town markings.

There was only a vast expanse of white.

"The far north, an endless ice plain."

Qian Daoliu's voice was deep and solemn, each word seeming to be squeezed out from his chest.

"That is the coldest place on the continent, covered in ice and snow all year round, with an extremely harsh environment. Ordinary humans would not survive an hour if they went in. Even Soul Masters, without sufficient strength and preparation, would be frozen into ice sculptures."

He turned around and looked at Snow White and Florian with piercing eyes.

"But that place is also the most suitable place for you to hone your skills."

His gaze fell on Snow White.

"Xue'er, your main martial soul is the Snow-capped Swan, which is of the ultimate ice attribute. The cold of the Endless Ice Plains is not a threat to you, but rather a source of nourishment. The ice and snow elements there are extremely concentrated, so you can cultivate there and achieve twice the results with half the effort."

Snow White nodded.

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on Florian again.

"Florian, your martial soul is the Light Unicorn, a holy attribute. Light and darkness are mutually exclusive, as are cold and heat. The environment of the Endless Ice Plains is not friendly to you, but that is precisely why it is more valuable for your training."

His voice was solemn and firm.

"Only in the harshest environments can the most resilient will be forged. Only on the battlefield least suited to you can you unleash your greatest potential."

Florian bowed slightly: "Teacher's teachings will be remembered by the student."

Qian Daoliu nodded and waved.

"Alright, go back and prepare. We'll set off for the far north early tomorrow morning."

He paused, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"This is a long road, so you should travel together so you can look out for each other along the way."

Snow White and Florian exchanged a glance.

Then simultaneously look away.

"Yes."

……

The next morning.

As dawn broke, the gates of Wuhun City were already wide open.

Two magnificent horses stood side by side, pure white with manes as smooth as silk, each bearing a pale gold mark on its forehead.

This is a horse-shaped spirit beast trained by the Spirit Hall, whose speed is far superior to that of ordinary horses.