The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 470 Gathering Intelligence, Fairy Ming is Slightly Drunk

a few days later.

The Eastern Sacred Continent, in the northwestern hinterland.

The mountains stretch endlessly, layer upon layer; frost and ice crystals adorn the foothills, and a vast sea of ​​clouds surges forth.

It's clear that winter is already here in the north!

However, due to the natural barriers formed by the three major landmark mountain ranges—the Cangmang Mountains in the northeast, the Qingtai Mountains in the northwest, and the Longshou Mountains in the central region—the impact of the cold air from the north on the south is minimal.

"Waiter, refill the pot of hot tea!"

"Alright, sirs! Please take your seats!"

On the edge of the Qingmo Mountains, smoke curls from the chimneys of Qingmo Town, the moist air filled with the warm aroma of food, silently resisting the cold wave.

In the streets and alleys of the mossy town, pedestrians walked in twos and threes, but in a hurry, and one after another they poured into the restaurants and teahouses in various parts of the town to find warmth together.

"Here it is! This is our shop's newly launched signature tea wine: 'Slightly Tipsy Tea,' with a refreshing and mellow taste, but a strong aftertaste. Please enjoy it slowly!"

The small tavern, about 20 or 30 square meters in size, was packed with all sorts of customers, with no seats available.

Compared to his usual stern face due to slow business, the old shopkeeper was all smiles now, tapping on his abacus while watching his two waiters running around, busy and overwhelmed.

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"Hey, my buddies and I were planning to go into the valley soon to hunt down those two level 15 snow leopards that wreaked havoc in the village last time, but were severely injured and driven away by Lei Pusa. We were thinking of eliminating the menace completely and also getting a good price for their pelts. But who would have thought that this year's weather would be so awful, another cold wave would break out early, it's freezing cold!"

"That's right. Under such harsh weather conditions, we can only exert less than 70% of our strength, while those two beasts are like tigers with wings. It's a case of the odds shifting! Even though they are still seriously injured, we are no match for them!"

At a few tables directly opposite the tavern entrance, seven or eight men with tanned skin, wearing animal skin coats and bare arms, were drinking tea and wine in large gulps while talking in a depressed mood.

This group consisted of legendary ghost spirit masters of the thirteenth or fourteenth rank. They were hunting two level fifteen snow leopards. Although they did not have an advantage in cultivation, they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

But now, they are caught in a cold wave, losing the advantage of favorable weather; if they insist on entering the valley now, they will lose the advantage of favorable terrain; and when both the advantage of favorable weather and favorable terrain are lost, their mere human strength is insignificant under the ferocious claws of the snow leopard.

Therefore, knowing they had missed the best opportunity to hunt snow leopards in the valley, they dared not risk their lives by entering the valley again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you may not know this, but it is said that several extraordinary figures have arrived in our Green Moss Mountains. They swept all the way from the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss Valley, and in the process, they pierced through the Ice Abyss Valley's ice eye, thus triggering the cold wave ahead of schedule!"

"Old shopkeeper, your version is wrong! I heard that when a peerless expert and a young man used a super long-distance spatial teleportation, they accidentally tore apart the spatial barrier of the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss Valley with too much force, and left the words at the entrance of the valley: 'Green Moss Temple - The Old Daoist Yulong was here,' which angered the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss God Clan, who deliberately opened the Ice Eye to retaliate, causing the cold wave to spread and sweep across the Green Moss Mountains!"

Upon hearing this, the old shopkeeper looked embarrassed. "Ahem, these are just hearsay, all from what this old man has heard! Besides the two versions you and I mentioned, there's another version circulating... It's said that the Thunder Bodhisattva of the Green Moss Temple fought a great battle against the Heavenly Ranking Evil Spirit Master in the center of the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss Valley, causing a crack in the Ice Eye Seal and resulting in the premature outbreak of the cold wave!"

"What you're saying... I'm so sleepy!"

The group wanted to argue with the old shopkeeper some more, but one after another, the aftereffects of the tea and wine kicked in, and they fell to the table, snoring loudly.

Inside the tavern, the old innkeeper and the other elegant guests, who were enjoying tea and wine, exchanged glances and couldn't help but chuckle.

In a corner of the tavern, a young man in black, carefully savoring his 'Slightly Tipsy Tea', suddenly raised his eyelids and downed the tea in one gulp: "Shopkeeper, the bill! Keep the change!"

"You're a generous guest! We welcome you to come again next time!"

Upon hearing this, the old shopkeeper beamed and stepped forward to take the two Demon Stones that the young man in black had placed on the table.

He was quite impressed with the young man in black and felt a strong liking for him. After all, it would be difficult for anyone not to develop a good impression or feel favorably towards someone who sat and drank in his tavern for three days and two nights.

Suddenly, the old shopkeeper seemed to remember something, his attention snapping from the joy of acquiring the Ghost Stone. He hurriedly looked up and reminded him, "Sir, you haven't picked up the hundred jars of tea and wine you purchased yet. Would you like me to send someone to deliver them to you...?"

However, the old shopkeeper's words came to an abrupt halt! In the short time it took him to raise his eyes, the young man in black who had just stood up had vanished without a trace, leaving only a fading afterimage.

"No need to trouble yourself, I've already taken it!"

A voice echoed from the eaves of the tavern.

Immediately, the old manager looked surprised and hurriedly went to the storage cellar in the back room of the tavern to search it.

The final result was that the empty space in the cellar was just enough to fit a hundred jars of 'Tea Fairy's Slight Intoxication'.

"Hiss! This young man's cultivation is truly hidden, and his ability to retrieve objects from afar is astounding. He even managed to deceive this reclusive great sage? It seems he's not from the Green Moss Mountains. His appearance at this time... could it be that the cold wave outbreak in the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss Valley is also related to him..."

In the back room of the tavern, the old manager muttered to himself, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes. However, his hunched figure inadvertently straightened up for a fleeting moment.

……

The moss-covered town is caught in a cold wave high in the sky.

Feng Ling, dressed in black robes that fluttered in the wind, smiled as he looked down at the mossy town below, protected by the old shopkeeper's domain.

That day, Feng Ling and Elder Tong arrived at an inopportune time. They had just been teleported out from near the spatial coordinates of the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss Valley when the seal on the ice eye of the Northern Underworld Ice Abyss Valley was damaged, causing a cold wave to break out!
This has led many eyewitnesses to spread rumors, believing that they damaged the Ice Eye. As for the inscription at the entrance of Ice Abyss Valley that reads "Old Taoist of Qingtai Temple was here," it is true, but it was not done by Feng Ling and Tong Lao.

Furthermore, it is worth mentioning that when demigods perform long-distance spatial teleportation to unfamiliar regions, in order to avoid slight errors leading to disastrous consequences, they often use spatial coordinate points buried in the void to correct their direction.

Originally, Elder Tong's first choice was the spatial coordinates of the Green Moss Mountain Range, but for some reason all the spatial coordinates of the Green Moss Mountain Range were blocked. In addition, in order to meet some of Feng Ling's considerations, Elder Tong had to relocate the spatial coordinates of the North Dark Ice Abyss Valley, which is closer to the Green Moss Mountain Range.

Although the process was quite tortuous, they eventually succeeded in secretly reaching the Green Moss Mountains from the Northern Ice Abyss Valley.

Feng Ling's cautiousness stemmed from his consideration for Ling Weiyun's clone. He was unsure how his clone would react if the news of the main body's arrival were exposed.

After all, Ling Weiyun's clone appeared out of nowhere, suddenly breaking away from the main body's perception and losing contact.

Now, several years have passed. Apart from the brief moment when Ling Weiyun's clone encountered danger at Qingtai Temple, Feng Ling cannot be sure whether his clone is now good or evil, or whether it has become an independent individual with its own consciousness and thoughts.

If that were the case, not to mention that Ling Weiyun's clone might flee at the first sign of trouble and be unwilling to return to the control of the main body; however, the worse situation, which is also the situation that Feng Ling least wants to see, is that the clone develops the desire to devour its master and wants to kill the main body in order to replace the main body!
Therefore, even without knowing the situation of his clone, Feng Ling was already mentally prepared to face the worst-case scenario.

Of course, Elder Tong was unaware of the secrets surrounding Ling Weiyun's clone. He only believed that Feng Ling and he were close friends who had known each other since before joining the Yuqing Sect and had a deep relationship.

If Elder Tong were to stay by his side the whole time, Feng Ling would inevitably feel constrained and hesitant in his actions due to his concerns.

Fortunately, even though the demigod was quite exhausted after teleporting people over such a long distance, Elder Tong followed Feng Ling's advice and went back to his sea of ​​consciousness to recuperate.

After all, Qingtai Temple is a long-established eighth-grade holy sect. It has been able to stand firm for so long, so it must not be a kind of easy opponent. It is possible that in addition to the four Heavenly Ranking experts on the surface, there are also demigods. It would be best for Elder Tong to always maintain his peak condition.

During these past few days, Feng Ling stayed in the mossy town, seemingly casually drinking and sipping tea, but in reality, he was secretly gathering and listening to all sorts of information from all directions in the mundane world.

These intelligence reports are a mix of truth and falsehood, making it difficult for the average person to sift out useful information.

However, Feng Ling was originally an assassin in his previous life, so he was quite skilled at intelligence gathering and had his own methods to analyze and distinguish between truth and falsehood. He could then deduce the key information he needed based on clues and extrapolate from them.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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