179: Extreme Cold Acupoint

Lin Yan smiled and said nothing.

The Loose Cultivator continued to ask, "Looking at Fellow Daoist's appearance, you must be a Disciple from a great Sect, right?"

"Hmm?" A hint of displeasure appeared on Lin Yan's face.

"Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand," the young Loose Cultivator quickly explained.

"My brother and I are both Loose Cultivators who long for the immortal Sects. We have nothing but respect for the Geniuses of the immortal sects; there is no malice."

The man naturally continued,

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist has ever heard of the 'Cave of Extreme Cold'?"

Lin Yan's heart stirred, but his face remained calm. "I've heard a little, but I don't know the details."

He had naturally inquired about the situation here before coming to the Snowy Plateau.

He knew that the Cave of Extreme Cold was a unique terrain of the Snowy Plateau where danger and Opportunity coexisted, but he wasn't clear on the specifics.

Seeing this, the short-bearded Cultivator seemed to feel that Lin Yan was trustworthy, so he leaned in closer and explained,

"This Cave of Extreme Cold is a unique wonder of the Snowy Plateau."

"Because the cold energy inside the glacier is too intense, it spontaneously erupts outward, forcefully blasting a passage through the glacier to form a cave."

"The periphery of this cave is a death zone where astral winds howl, but as long as you pass through that layer of astral wind and enter the interior, the airflow becomes gentle. Instead, it is a safe space with dense Spiritual Qi."

His eyes shone as he continued,

"Moreover, such places often nurture Heaven And Earth Treasures within the glacier. Many Cultivators who come to the Snowy Plateau want to go inside and try their luck."

Listening to this, Lin Yan formed a preliminary judgment of this "Cave of Extreme Cold" in his heart, but he didn't show it, only asking indifferently,

"Oh? Then have you two ever been inside?"

"We tried once," the young Cultivator said with a bitter smile, shaking his head.

"Unfortunately, our strength is limited. We were forced back as soon as we entered the astral wind zone, unable to even reach the cave entrance."

The short-bearded Cultivator took over the conversation, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"We are planning to try again."

"If Fellow Daoist is interested, why not join forces with us? If we can jointly resist the astral wind and enter the cave, we are willing to split any treasures found equally with Fellow Daoist."

"Split equally?" Lin Yan looked at them with a half-smile.

"Why tell me about such a good thing?"

The short-bearded Cultivator sighed and said frankly,

"To be honest, the danger of that astral wind zone is far beyond imagination."

"Even with the two of us brothers joining forces, we only dare to linger on the outskirts. If we can get Fellow Daoist's help, our success rate will greatly increase!"

"Oh?" Lin Yan raised an eyebrow, seemingly not completely believing their rhetoric.

The young Cultivator hurriedly added, "Fellow Daoist might not know, but we are not greedy people."

"It's just that this Cave of Extreme Cold is too dangerous. If we can travel with a strong person like Fellow Daoist, we can feel much more at ease."

"Furthermore, we have heard that within this Cave of Extreme Cold, it is highly likely that glacier spirit milk exists!"

"glacier spirit milk?" Lin Yan was thoughtful.

"Exactly!" The short-bearded Cultivator nodded.

"The two of us came here this time specifically to find glacier spirit milk; it is a divine object for increasing one's cultivation."

"But we also know that with just the power of the two of us, it will likely be difficult to obtain. Therefore, we are willing to share this Opportunity with Fellow Daoist, only asking for a share of the spoils."

Lin Yan pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

The Cave of Extreme Cold was indeed a treasure land.

Moreover, according to his understanding, the probability of ten-thousand-year profound ice existing inside a Cave of Extreme Cold was also very high.

The piece of ten-thousand-year profound ice he had purchased in the market earlier was said to have come from a Cave of Extreme Cold.

The problem was these two Loose Cultivators.

These two didn't look like treacherous people, and their proposal didn't seem to have any malice and was completely logical.

But who was Lin Yan? He didn't even dare to fully trust the elders of his own Sect, so naturally, he wouldn't trust these two.

When he discovered the two Loose Cultivators, he had already controlled several Spirit Bees to search the surroundings for abnormal information.

In this short time, Lin Yan had detected three auras through the Spirit Bees.

"Three people are lying in ambush nearby, the strongest is only at the Early Stage of Purple Mansion. These Loose Cultivators seem to have underestimated my strength..." Lin Yan considered privately.

It was certain that these Loose Cultivators were problematic.

He just didn't know if these people were specifically here for him or were just ordinary Bandit Cultivators... "I'll follow them and see first." Lin Yan made up his mind.

"Fine." Lin Yan considered for a while and finally spoke.

"I agree to join forces with you. However, let me say the unpleasant things first: after entering the Cave of Extreme Cold, all actions must follow my command."

"The distribution of treasures must also be based on strength; I won't take advantage of you."

The short-bearded Cultivator was overjoyed upon hearing this and hurriedly cupped his hands. "Fellow Daoist is straightforward! We two brothers are willing to follow Fellow Daoist's orders!"

The two Loose Cultivators glanced at each other, a flash of joy inadvertently crossing their eyes.

Immediately, the two led Lin Yan through many twists and turns, arriving deep within a massive glacial crevasse in the heart of the glacier.

One could see violent gusts of astral wind erupting from a cave entrance.

Sharp and biting, it made one feel cold just looking at it.

The cave entrance was not naturally formed; rather, the cold energy inside the glacier had erupted for years, forcefully tearing the solid ice apart.

It was like a beast's mouth torn open by an invisible giant hand, its edges jagged and filled with uneven icicles.

"Look, this is the Cave of Extreme Cold we spoke of!" the young Cultivator said to Lin Yan with a smile.

"How about it? We brothers didn't lie to you, did we!"

"Not bad." Lin Yan nodded with a smile.

He hadn't expected there to really be a Cave of Extreme Cold; they hadn't lied to him about this.

However, Lin Yan did not relax his guard in the slightest.

But the two Loose Cultivators were in no hurry to make a move.

Through the Spirit Bees distributed around, he could clearly sense three other auras approaching this place.

It seemed they intended to wait until they entered the Cave of Extreme Cold with Lin Yan before striking.

"A good calculation... intending to catch a turtle in a jar." Lin Yan remained calm on the surface.

The three walked to the outside of the cave entrance.

Within ten zhang of the entrance, the astral wind was like ten thousand invisible sharp blades, whipping up the snow on the ground to form an almost transparent wall of wind.

Everything inside the wind wall, whether solid ice or rock, was scraped as smooth as a mirror, without leaving a trace.

Looking closely, the interior of the cave was interwoven with dense cold energy and spiritual power.

Looking at the cave, the eyes of the two Loose Cultivators also revealed uncontrollable greed.

"It looks like there really are treasures," Lin Yan thought to himself. "These people are really willing to invest a lot..."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go in quickly!" Lin Yan pretended to be somewhat impatient.

"Alright!" Both Loose Cultivators nodded.

Immediately, the three formed a line, taking turns to push through the violent astral wind at the cave entrance with difficulty.

But most of the time, it was Lin Yan in front.

This was the strategy the three had agreed upon because Lin Yan's cultivation was stronger.

The two Loose Cultivators were only at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment.

The bone-chilling cold was like a knife cut, and their protective spiritual light was torn until it flickered uncertainly.

Lin Yan deliberately used most of his energy to resist the wind blades, his footsteps appearing slightly unstable, acting just right.

In reality, with his strength, dealing with this astral wind was absolutely calm and easy.