142: Ice Moon

Its massive hull blotted out the sun, and the giant oars on both sides were like the wings of the sky, more than twice the size of the Holy Sun Sect's mystic ship.

The flag at the bow was clearly printed with the symbol of the soul refining banner.

At the bow, a white-haired old man stood tall and majestic, with an immortal air and the bones of a Daoist, without a trace of black Qi surrounding him.

This appearance did not look like a blood-stained demonic cultivator at all, but rather like a highly respected Senior of the immortal path.

Dressed in a gray brocade robe with glass patterns, he held one withered hand behind his back and gazed into the distance, with dozens of Soul Refining Sect Disciples standing behind him.

The three of them flew down onto the mystic ship and bowed in greeting:

“Greetings, Grand Elder.”

The white-haired old man slowly turned around, revealing a kind face. He swept his gentle gaze over the three of them and nodded slightly.

Xiao Chen's gaze fell on the white-haired old man. The Aura emanating from his body was completely restrained, making him look like a Mortal without any cultivation.

A data panel emerged:

Name: Huan Xuzi

Age: 2250

Gender: Male

Cultivation: Nascent Soul Stage Ninth Level

Rating: /

Physique: None

charm value: 70

affection value: 0/100

His cultivation is so high!

Xiao Chen was slightly startled. No one would have imagined that such a kind-looking old man would be the notoriously fierce Grand Elder of the Soul Refining Sect.

Huan Xuzi's gaze also swept toward Xiao Chen at this moment, and a look of suspicion suddenly appeared on his face.

Xiao Chen instantly felt as if he were being scanned by something. A chill swept through his body, and he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

Whether his disguise could fool his Divine Sense perception was still an unknown; after all, this was an old monster at the Nascent Soul Stage Ninth Level.

Fortunately, Huan Xuzi did not probe too much. He stroked his long beard and said slowly:

“Black Dragon, although you have not yet advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, I hope Mu Feng's Breakthrough will not cause any interference for you.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Grand Elder. Please rest assured.”

“Mm.”

Huan Xuzi nodded, turned his head, and instructed a Soul Refining Sect Disciple, “Depart!”

“Yes, Grand Elder!”

Then, the massive mystic ship let out a roar, and the crimson vortex at the stern burned Spirit Stones frantically.

The giant propeller blades churned the clouds, forming bursts of air currents, carrying everyone as they shuttled at high speed.

Xiao Chen also turned around and walked toward the rear cabins.

Just then, Holy Envoy Mu Feng followed him and whispered, “Do you want to observe my, the Saint's, Opportunity?”

Having something to show off, he naturally wouldn't let a single Opportunity slip by.

“Sure.”

“Hmph, follow me.”

The interior cabins of the mystic ship were huge, with hundreds of independent spaces. Each room was basically equivalent to an independent Cultivation Room.

Holy Envoy Mu Feng led him directly to the stern and stood in front of the last door, which was covered by a black spiritual energy barrier.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he withdrew the spiritual energy barrier and pulled hard to open the cabin door.

Suddenly, a white figure entered Xiao Chen's field of vision.

His heart suddenly sank, and his pupils constricted. That familiar white figure sat quietly on a futon, her long white hair falling down.

She was still as beautiful, pure, and elegant as ever.

It really was her!

At this time, Luo Xue's eyes were tightly closed, and her brows were slightly furrowed. She had been placed under a total of nine layers of Seal Restrictions.

Moreover, observing the Rank of the Restrictions, they should be extremely high.

Xiao Chen concentrated his Divine Sense, wanting to probe inside, but it was easily bounced back by the Restriction. His face was full of complex emotions.

He sighed inwardly. If he hadn't severely damaged her Soul, with her cultivation, she would certainly not have fallen into the hands of the demonic sect.

“How is it? How is this Opportunity of mine?” Holy Envoy Mu Feng stroked his chin, sizing up the woman in the formation with eyes full of lecherousness.

“Mm, it truly can be called a rare great Opportunity. So, how do you plan to deal with her?”

“Sigh... I've never seen such a beauty. If I were to directly refine her Soul into the ten thousand souls banner, it would feel like a bit of a waste!”

Holy Envoy Mu Feng couldn't help but sigh faintly, yet he didn't notice at all that Holy Envoy Nian Hua had arrived beside him at some point.

A pair of sharp and glamorous eyes stared straight at him, and the overflowing anger made him feel uneasy all over.

“Cough, cough, cough... Saintess Your Highness.” Holy Envoy Mu Feng smiled awkwardly.

“Put away those crooked thoughts of yours for me! If you dare to have any ill intentions toward another woman, just you try it?”

“I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare.”

“Hmph! I trust you don't have the guts!”

Holy Envoy Nian Hua gave him a fierce glare, and with a waft of fragrant wind, she turned and left.

Xiao Chen stood to the side, unable to help but chuckle. “It seems this future Saint position isn't that easy to hold, eh?”

“Hmph!”

Holy Envoy Mu Feng said coldly with disdain, “There's an old saying in the Mortal realm: 'Those who can't eat the grapes say the grapes are sour.' That's you, isn't it!”

“Tch!”

Xiao Chen curled his lips and thought secretly, 'Just a villain who's come into power! Giving you hope first and then making you despair should be quite nice!'

Jie jie jie... Subsequently, Holy Envoy Mu Feng waved his sleeve again, closed the cabin door, and a black spiritual energy barrier covered it. He then ignored Xiao Chen and walked toward the bow quite proudly.

Xiao Chen stared at the cabin door for dozens of breaths but still chose to temporarily give up. He hadn't learned anything about breaking Restrictions at all, and the difficulty of those nine layers of Restrictions could be imagined.

Moreover, there was a terrifying Nascent Soul old ghost on the mystic ship. With his current strength, he certainly couldn't contend with him.

If he acted rashly, his identity would definitely be exposed, and it would be even harder to infiltrate the demonic sect. For now, he could only return to the Soul Refining Sect first and then slowly plan for a better solution.

Just then, the giant ship suddenly spun and then abruptly descended. A strong sense of weightlessness hit him, followed by a hearty laugh from the bow:

“Hahahaha...”

Xiao Chen quickly stabilized his body and flew at high speed toward the bow. On the entire mystic ship, except for the Disciples steering the ship, almost everyone quickly gathered at the bow.

The giant ship hovered in mid-air, and on the mountain peak ahead, several snowy-white figures were like Moon Palace Fairies, holy and ethereal.

Xiao Chen looked over. Four women, all in snowy-white long dresses, were as elegant as white clouds in the wind.

Their waterfall-like black hair cascaded down. They had bright eyes, white teeth, and peerless faces. Holding silver longswords, their pretty faces were full of vigilance.

The leading woman was dressed like a mature, beautiful lady. Her figure was slightly plump, especially those two jade peaks, which were high and spectacular, still unable to hide her vigorous Aura even in the wide long dress.

Between her brows, a faint icy brilliance bloomed, and her clear eyes flickered with ice crystals.

At the center of her forehead, a round crimson beauty mark was particularly eye-catching.

Judging from the breath she emitted, this woman's cultivation was extremely high. A data panel appeared before his eyes:

Name: Bing Xuanyue

Age: 2050

Gender: Female

Cultivation: Nascent Soul Stage Eighth Level

Rating: 5S

Physique: None

charm value: 98

affection value: 0/100

Xiao Chen thought secretly that considering her age, she should be a figure from the same era as Huan Xuzi and Luo Xue.

Suddenly, a woman's sharp shout came from the opposite side:

“Ice Domain!”