Three years ago, the cultivation of the previous generation of the Winter Spirit Hall lineage advanced by leaps and bounds, and everyone associated with them rose to power.
At that time, Qiu Ming and Xia He were still inner disciples of the Golden Core Realm, and they had only heard rumors of the events. Only Leng Yu had already become a Nascent Soul Enshrinement.
She only knew that Mu Bingxin had achieved a great feat, helping their sect steal a massive opportunity from the Yaoguang Sacred Ground.
The matter was so significant that it even drew the Ancestor out of seclusion to shield the Kunlun Ruins from the wrath of a female sword immortal.
“Exactly who are you? Why do you know about this!”
“Just a lonely soul that crawled out of the Cold Abyss.”
“What?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them felt their skin crawl.
They had felt the youth looked familiar for a long time but couldn’t remember where they had seen him.
Could the answer really be hidden within Mu Bingxin?
“You… you are that Lingxiao Sword Head’s child-raised groom…”
Lin Wu rubbed his temples and interrupted in a heavy voice, “Shh. I haven’t used my old name in a long time. I came back this time to settle a blood debt; it has nothing to do with you.”
“……”
Leng Yu’s heart raced, and her expression flickered. She steeled her heart and felt a stir of desire.
The precedent was right before her eyes. The Sect Master had only obtained a portion of that opportunity and had already stepped into the peak of the Ice Lotus Realm.
If the blood of a mere Golden Core was already this sweet, how difficult would it be to help her Red Lotus break through the ice?
Besides, continuing to entangle with these three would yield no benefits.
Leng Yu was certain she could kill Qiu Ming and Xia He, but her own cultivation would drop significantly. She wouldn’t be able to maintain her status as the Law Enforcement Elder, and Lin Wu would fall back into Mu Bingxin’s hands.
The Snow Lotus Sect was full of ambitious talents. If she showed the slightest sign of weakness, she could be replaced at any time.
There were countless cases where one’s painstakingly cultivated essence and blood ended up benefiting someone else in the end.
“I am willing to swear upon my Dao heart to stay in the same boat as senior. This perfectly matches the consistent principles of our Kunlun Snow Lotus practitioners, doesn’t it?”
Lin Wu revealed a dark, mischievous smile.
Performing a blood charm across two major realms was extremely prone to backlash. To make a Spirit Transformation cultivator completely submissive, he had to make her take the bait willingly.
Leng Yu weighed her options repeatedly and finally lowered her proud head, saying straightforwardly, “As long as you feed me, I’ll do anything except betray the sect.”
The two unlucky blood slaves finally relaxed.
“Senior is a straightforward person.”
Lin Wu extended his blood-drenched right hand, and Leng Yu opened her mouth without hesitation.
In just two days, dozens of White Lotus inner disciples were eliminated by the Cold Pool Golden-Eyed Beast. More than one Golden Core practitioner had suffered a setback.
In this year’s sect competition, only the Winter Spirit Hall disciple Lin Wu and the Clear Cold Hall disciple Yun Mengyao remained.
When the news spread, it shocked not only the Snow Lotus Sect but also the Misty Palace.
Among the disciples undergoing the trial, one person was still trapped deep within the blessed land. Her identity was so special that it even prompted the Palace Master to visit in person to demand her release.
However, for some reason, the secret path to the blessed land had been completely sealed, and outsiders were forbidden from entering.
One could only imagine how terrible the weather at Goddess Peak had been these past few days.
To avoid arousing suspicion from others, the two elders, Xia and Qiu, who had suffered a false alarm, didn’t even get to share in the spoils and were driven out of the blessed land while cursing under their breaths.
Deep in the swamp, an intense physical struggle had lasted for several days, with heat waves boiling the rain.
A Spirit Transformation body cultivator was truly formidable. If she hadn’t been turned into a blood slave, Lin Wu would have had no room to fight back at all.
Blood flames and frost intertwined, and one could vaguely see a pair of a man and a woman entangled, lost in their discussion of the Dao.
The snow-white puffball held its fat tail and sat in a tree hollow, clicking its tongue and shaking its head while its brush meticulously refined a painting.
Meanwhile, the purple-haired youth and the little White Lotus nearby had fallen unconscious.
“Does this count as witnessing it right in front of the woman? Hmph, I told you to listen to your master!”
the mischievous fox glanced at Yun Mengyao’s pure face, which looked like that of a victim, and felt an inexplicable urge to laugh.
The great work was complete, and a fresh painting of Leng Yu being serviced was finished.
The erotic art painter contentedly stored it into Trapping Immortals: Kunlun Chapter.
Once the seven-day limit arrived, the blessed land reopened.
The Enshrinements of the ten halls and the Misty practitioners all cast curious gazes toward it.
They saw a sudden phenomenon in the Ice Peak Canyon—a brilliant crimson light erupted like a blood-soaked lotus blooming in Kunlun.
As the blood lotus emerged, the red glow stretched for ten miles, and the faint cry of an infant could be heard.
“Someone actually succeeded in forming a Nascent Soul here!?”
The elders were moved, looking at each other in shock.
It was naturally impossible for Yun Mengyao; that girl had only just reached the Golden Core stage.
Aside from the pearl in the palm of the Great Li Empress, there was only one person left inside.
“Could it be… Lin Wu?”
The Winter Spirit Elder’s voice was strained, finding it inconceivable.
A person was the first to walk out of the chilling light of the rift. The youth’s clothes were tattered, and he stretched his limbs with the two small ones slung over his shoulders.
Behind him, Lin Wu’s newly recruited personal attendant followed at a leisurely pace.
Leng Yu had her hands tucked in her sleeves, her Red Lotus pure robes untainted by a single speck of dust.
That heroic and beautiful face still wore a lazy and sluggish expression, as if nothing had happened.
Goddess Peak, Ice Lotus Hall.
After Leng Yu “truthfully” reported the situation in the blessed land, she held Lin Wu and Yun Mengyao while waiting for the Sect Master’s judgment. The purple-haired girl was immediately taken away by the Misty Palace Master.
The elders of the ten halls stood to the sides, their expressions extremely complex.
Some showed admiration, while others were suspicious.
It was no longer news that Lin Wu had hidden his strength; many White Lotus inner disciples had suffered at his hands and were gnashing their teeth in anger.
But the concept of the Nascent Soul was different. Such cultivation was enough to serve as an Enshrinement in any sect.
Why would he bother starting from a lowly Green Lotus?
“So, you’re saying this all started because Lin Wu disguised himself as a Misty Palace disciple to seize the Water-Repelling Bead, and the two of them were severely injured by the Cold Pool Golden-Eyed Beast?”
The Burning Incense Hall Elder spoke thoughtfully; he was an elegant scholar.
Yun Mengyao nodded like a chick pecking at grain, not daring to look up at the immortals.
When she woke up, she was already at Goddess Peak and knew nothing of what had happened.
“Exactly. The trial ended the moment I intervened. However, this kid managed to break through by a stroke of luck while on the brink of death. I was delayed for several days protecting him, otherwise, they wouldn’t have made it out alive.”
Leng Yu yawned. Everything she could say was the truth, so she wasn’t afraid of the Sect Master’s divine sense pressure.
As for what couldn’t be said, it had all been swallowed into her stomach, and she still felt a bit unsatisfied.
The Clear Cold Hall Elder glanced at the youth and smiled, “Well done. You didn’t embarrass our Snow Lotus Sect, and you’ve taken the Misty Palace down a peg.”
Of course you would say that; Yun Mengyao got all the benefits!
The other elders grumbled in their hearts.
“This old woman doesn’t care what this person did in Leng Yu’s blessed land. As a dignified Golden Core practitioner, why hide your head and show your tail?”
The Summer Lotus Hall Elder was the thief crying “thief.”
The Spring Slumber Hall Elder echoed coldly, “Correct. This person’s background is unknown and must be guarded against. It’s better to hand him over to the Law Enforcement Elder to be detained in the Ice Prison until his background is cleared!”
Arguments broke out, with both support and skepticism being voiced.
In the high seat of the top loft, Mu Bingxin rested her chin on her hand, her slender legs crossed. She hadn’t opened her eyes the entire time.
Background?
How could I not be clear about it!
“Protecting Mengyao even at the cost of your life… what a devoted seed of affection.”
The Sect Master’s voice was cold and calm, yet somehow not entirely steady. A single sentence silenced the commotion.
The surrounding Enshrinements looked confused. Affairs of the heart were such trivial matters; were they really worth the Sect Master’s concern?
Is your focus perhaps a bit misplaced!
Lin Wu let out a burp and smiled, “The Sect Master is wise. However Senior Sister Yun treats me is exactly how I shall treat her.”
“Gulp.”
Yun Mengyao’s face turned red, and she buried her head in her chest, not daring to make a sound.
The Winter Spirit Elder’s vision went dark, and his face looked worse than a dead man’s. He suddenly felt that his future was pitch black.
Mu Bingxin’s fingers lightly tapped the ice throne. Her perfect frost-like expression betrayed no thoughts, but the air within the Cold Palace seemed to turn colder.
“The rogue cultivator Lin Wu accidentally entered a Snow Demon’s lair and was personally treated by this seat. This person shares a flicker of fate with my Snow Lotus Sect, which is why he was placed under the Winter Spirit Hall for training. You all need not worry further.”
“…..”
The elders suddenly understood—it turned out he had someone backing him from above.
Looking at the youth in white again, everyone’s attitude was completely different, each with their own schemes.
Why didn’t you just say you were the Sect Master’s person from the start? What a mess this caused!
The Spring Slumber Elder had kicked a steel plate. His expression shifted slightly, and even though he was unwilling, it wasn’t convenient to continue probing.
Lin Wu just quietly watched Mu Bingxin’s performance, wearing a look that said “what can you do to me.”
Even if I made a mess in my pants, the Sect Master would surely wipe it clean, fearing that even a whisper of the truth might leak out.
Things were different now. If she dared to step on him again, he would break her legs!