Ice Crystal Snow Lotus

The battle just now happened too quickly, preventing the group of guards from reacting in time.

Chen Yuan moved like lightning, and under the horrified gazes of the surrounding guards, every punch he threw ended a guard's life.

Before long, the ground was littered with corpses lying haphazardly.

After dealing with the guards, Chen Yuan began collecting their Storage Pouches.

Not only that, he didn't spare Shen Ling's guards either.

Having finished all this, Chen Yuan returned to Shen Ling's side.

Seeing this, Shen Ling quickly clasped her fists and bowed respectfully: "Senior."

Chen Yuan looked at her and casually cast an inspection spell.

[Name: Shen Ling.

Gender: Female.

Appearance: 93.

Favorability: 37.

Realm: Golden Core Sixth Layer.]

The woman before him was very beautiful, with long, glossy black hair that flowed smoothly like a waterfall, adorned with a blue silk bow.

Her eyes were tearful, and especially in her injured state, she was pitiable. If she were in a campus environment in his previous life, she could easily be rated a goddess.

Chen Yuan extended his hand toward her.

Seeing this, Shen Ling's ears flushed slightly, and she gently placed her right hand in Chen Yuan's large one.

Chen Yuan's Face darkened, and he shook her hand away.

Shen Ling froze. Was her hand... just thrown away?

Chen Yuan frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Shen Ling finally understood. The man in front of her didn't want to hold her hand at all, and she had just offered it willingly... Thinking of this, Shen Ling wished she could find a hole to crawl into, and her ears grew even redder.

"Spirit Stones!" Chen Yuan said flatly.

"What Spirit Stones?" Shen Ling looked confused.

"What else could it be?" Chen Yuan frowned and countered, then continued: "The Healing Pill I just gave you has a market price of 3,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Just give me 5,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

"What?" Shen Ling felt like there must be something wrong with her ears, otherwise, how could she hear such an absurd demand?

Seeing Chen Yuan's increasingly cold eyes, Shen Ling fell silent, not daring to say more, and obediently took out 5,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

A Golden Core Sixth Rank Family has an annual income of millions of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, so this amount was nothing to her.

After handing over the Spirit Stones, her favorability towards Chen Yuan plummeted. What a waste of good looks; he had no manners.

"Let's go! I promised to escort you out, and I won't break my word." After speaking, Chen Yuan strode ahead.

Shen Ling pursed her lips, finally choosing to follow, clutching a Jade Slip in her hand.

Amidst the vast white snow, two slender figures walked across the snow.

Chen Yuan naturally noticed Shen Ling's little actions, but he didn't care. It was normal for a young girl to be cautious.

He couldn't help but smile indulgently, thinking that if his own silly, sweet Ye Baixi had such wariness, how much worry he would save.

After a moment, seeing Shen Ling muttering nervously, Chen Yuan looked confused and turned to her: "Just say whatever you want to say. I won't do anything to you!"

"Senior, could you give me the ice crystal snow lotus? This is extremely important to me. My Revered Master's Divine Sense was harmed..."

Chen Yuan waved his hand, cutting her off, and said indifferently: "The matter of the ice crystal snow lotus is non-negotiable. Whether your Revered Master lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

"I can pay Spirit Stones for it!" Shen Ling said.

Chen Yuan shook his head and chuckled softly. A supreme treasure like the ice crystal snow lotus was priceless and unavailable on the market; it wasn't something you could buy just because you wanted to.

The price of Tier 3 Spirit Medicine is between 1,000 and 9,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Tier 4 prices are in the hundreds of thousands, and going up from there requires adding one or two zeros.

That is to say, even the cheapest Tier 6 Medicinal Pill would require 1,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones, which translates to ten million Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Even if the Shen Family sold everything, they couldn't afford it.

Suddenly, a figure stepped through the air and descended upon the area.

Shen Ling's expression changed. This was... this was the pressure of a True Monarch!

A powerful wave of Divine Sense energy surged into Shen Ling's mind, instantly causing her to fall into a daze.

Chen Yuan was not overly affected, his expression calm and unmoving. He patted Shen Ling beside him, pulling her out of the illusion.

"Hoo! Hoo!" Shen Ling gasped for breath, cold sweat breaking out on her back.

In the distance, Dao Lord Yunling, who was just about to make a move, suddenly stopped.

Interesting. Is that a soul-protecting Magic Treasure?

"Revered Master, that Black-Clothed Elder Brother was actually able to withstand the Divine Sense pressure! He's amazing!" Xia Yuruo, standing nearby, was extremely shocked, followed by a flash of disappointment across her Face.

The Black-Clothed Elder Brother is probably from some Legacy Family.

On the other side of the mountain peak, Zhou Peng's eyes flickered. It seemed his Revered Master's guess was correct; this person was definitely not a mere Loose Cultivator. He possessed a continuous soul-protecting treasure, at least Tier 6, which only the great Families of the Central Region could afford.

No one believed Chen Yuan's Divine Sense could rival the Nascent Soul Stage, because that was impossible! Only upon condensing the Golden Core into a Nascent Soul and expanding the Qi Sea could one Cultivate Tier 4 Divine Sense.

For an ordinary Golden Core, it was extremely difficult, unless they possessed exceptional talent in the Dao of Divine Sense.

In the field, Wang Hongqing's expression wavered. He hadn't expected this young man to actually be able to resist his Divine Sense pressure head-on.

He must possess a Tier 5 soul-protecting treasure. Instantly, a look of greed appeared on Wang Hongqing's Face. This place was deserted; if he killed these two people, who would ever know he did it?

He took a step forward, his expression turning vicious, his voice roaring like a devil from the depths of the Nine Hells: "Boy, was it you who killed my son?"

The shout, mixed with Divine Sense pressure, shook the nearby Shen Ling, causing her to fall to the ground, blood spilling from her mouth, nearly resulting in the destruction of her Divine Soul.

"Crack!" The Jade Slip in her palm shattered.

Chen Yuan remained composed, standing as steady as Mount Tai, and asked calmly, "Who is your son?"

He had killed too many people on his journey and didn't know which one this True Monarch was referring to.

"My son, Wang Tian."

Chen Yuan chuckled lightly, "So it was that trash! I remember, when he knelt on the ground begging me, he said: 'Father, come quickly and save me! It hurts so much!'" He demonstrated this using an exaggerated tone.

This sentence was like lighting a powder keg. Spiritual energy surged around Wang Hongqing. He grasped the Void Realm, and an Earth Rank long saber appeared in his hand. "Boy, I'll make you die! Be buried alongside my son!"

Seeing Wang Hongqing about to attack, Shen Ling quickly endured the discomfort and called out to stop him: "Wait a moment, True Monarch Senior!"

Wang Hongqing sneered playfully, "Do you have any final words? Say them quickly!"

She took out a token and, enduring the pressure, said: "I am the Heavenly Maiden Sect's Chief Disciple, and my Revered Master is True Monarch Yan Ran. Please, Senior, grant us a way out."

She figured if she rescued Chen Yuan, according to his principles, she might also be able to get the ice crystal snow lotus.

She was too naive. Even the greatest True Monarch's Face could not outweigh the hatred of a son's murder.

Wang Hongqing sneered coldly. When he came to the Far North Land, he naturally inquired about the local situation.

It was no secret that True Monarch Yan Ran's Divine Soul had suffered severe injuries.

"I can grant True Monarch Yan Ran a favor. You may leave, but this boy must stay."

Wang Hongqing's voice was icy, leaving no room for negotiation.

Shen Ling pondered for a moment. She realized one thing: would Wang Hongqing truly let her leave?

She wasn't foolish. The strength Chen Yuan displayed suggested he likely had a significant background. If she were this True Monarch, she would definitely eliminate the root of the trouble.

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