God Destroying Pearl

Dong Tianzhuo and Liu Shichong hurriedly gave a brief account of what had happened.

Of course, they concealed the fact that they might have offended someone before and just said that this incident happened suddenly.

The Beihan Sect's steward shook his head slightly and said, "Today is a great day for our sect. I hope the two young masters will not cause trouble here. Go and clean up first, so as not to miss the ceremony."

Although Dong Tianzhuo and Liu Shichong were reluctant, they had no choice but to take the Feixue elephant away from everyone's sight and find a place to clean themselves up.

Song Yun and Wang Tianbao smiled at each other when they saw their leaving backs.

Song Yun said: "Brother Wang, this is just a small lesson for them. If they still don't repent, there will be greater suffering waiting for them in the future."

Wang Tianbao nodded and said, "That's right, but we have to be careful of their revenge. In Beihan Sect, they may not dare to do anything for the time being, but outside of Beihan Sect, it's hard to say."

Song Yun said with a firm look in his eyes: "If an enemy comes, we will fight him with our troops; if a flood comes, we will block it with earth. I, Song Yun, am not a coward. If they dare to come, I will not let them have an easy time."

Not long after, it was finally Wang Tianbao and Song Yun's turn to enter the Beihan Sect.

Wang Tianbao brought Song Yun forward, and each of them presented the gifts they had prepared.

The disciple took the gift, smiled, and said, "My two distinguished guests, please follow me."

Led by their disciples, they slowly climbed up the winding mountain road.

Along the way, Song Yun saw that the buildings in Beihan Sect were arranged in an orderly manner.

There are all kinds of training sites, spiritual plant gardens, and magic weapon pavilions.

There are many people coming and going in the sect.

After a while, the disciple led them to a huge square.

There were lights and decorations here, creating a festive atmosphere.

In the center of the square, there is a huge platform decorated with various rare magical flowers and herbs.

Those magical flowers and herbs sparkled with colorful light and exuded charming fragrance.

There were tables and chairs placed around, and many guests were already seated.

The disciple said, "Please feel free to do as you please, my two distinguished guests."

Then he left.

Song Yun wanted to find a place to sit down, but Wang Tianbao stopped him.

"It will take a long time for the ceremony to begin. Han Beiqi should be going to the Bingxue Sect to pick up Hua Rong by now. Come on, I'll take you for a walk."

Song Yun asked, "Can we move around freely here?"

Wang Tianbao smiled and told him, "Of course you can. Beihan Sect is quite tolerant of guests on this happy day. As long as you don't set foot in those forbidden areas, there is nothing wrong with walking around in this sect."

Then Wang Tianbao enthusiastically brought Song Yun to a cold pond.

This cold pond exudes a chilly atmosphere.

The temperature around the cold pond is extremely low, and the biting cold permeates the air like a substance.

Because of this, there are basically no other people to be seen in this area at the moment. Only the whistling cold wind is blowing freely across the empty sky and earth, blowing up the snow on the ground and forming streaks of white snow fog.

The water in the pond is so clear that it is almost transparent.

In the cold and gloomy water, you can clearly see some white spirit fish swimming leisurely.

These spiritual fish emit a faint white halo all over their bodies, and the scales on their bodies are like carefully carved jades, each piece sparkling with spiritual charm.

As they shuttled through the water, their agile figures formed a sharp contrast with the cold and silent environment around them.

As soon as Wang Tianbao arrived at the edge of the pond, he stared at the lively fishes with his eyes full of greed.

He swallowed, turned to Song Yun and said, "Brother Song, do you know what kind of fish this is?"

Song Yun shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know.

Wang Tianbao rubbed his hands excitedly and introduced it to Song Yun: "This is the Spirit Pattern Snow Fish. This fish can be called a rare treasure in the Snow Region. Its meat is tender and smooth, and melts in your mouth. The delicious taste will make you unforgettable once you have tasted it."

"Moreover, if we can consume it for a long time, it will have the magical effect of strengthening our physical fitness for us cultivators."

After hearing this, Song Yun nodded thoughtfully.

After a moment, Song Yun saw that Wang Tianbao was still staring at the spirit fish in the cold pond, and the burning desire in his eyes became more intense.

I couldn't help but ask curiously: "Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Tianbao subconsciously wiped the saliva that was about to flow out from the corner of his mouth.

He said seriously: "Brother Song, I feel like these spirit fish in the cold pond are scolding me!"

Song Yun was stunned at first.

Then he asked doubtfully: "Brother Wang, do you understand animal language?"

Wang Tianbao chuckled, shook his head and said, "No, although I don't understand the language of animals, the look in their eyes seems to be mocking me for being unable to eat them but only able to watch them. How can I bear this?"

Song Yun was speechless for a moment, feeling helpless about Wang Tianbao's fantastic reason.

Wang Tianbao didn't care about Song Yun's reaction at all.

He smiled and said to Song Yun: "Brother Song, don't you want to taste the taste of this spiritual fish? It would be a pity to miss it."

Song Yun's heart moved, and he remembered the many benefits of the spirit fish that Wang Tianbao had described before. In addition, he was indeed a little curious about this spirit fish, so he nodded.

Seeing Song Yun agree, Wang Tianbao immediately became alert. He quickly looked around to make sure that no one else was approaching.

He whispered to Song Yun, "Brother Song, I will keep watch for you, and you can use your magical space skills to catch a few of these spirit fish."

Afterwards, Song Yun took a deep breath, circulated the spiritual power in his body, and quietly performed space replacement.

His eyes focused, and he waved his hands quickly, and a faint spatial wave appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared slightly on the surface of the water in the cold pond, and several spiritual-patterned snow fish disappeared instantly, and appeared in Song Yun's hands the next moment.

Song Yun moved extremely quickly and put the spirit fish in his hand into the storage bag.

The whole process was done in one go, like smooth flowing water, and only caused a slight, almost imperceptible ripple in the cold pond.

After finishing all this, Song Yun looked at Wang Tianbao.

He said helplessly: "Brother Wang, why do I feel like I'm on your pirate ship?"

Wang Tianbao smiled nonchalantly and said, "Hehe, Brother Song, this shows that you have potential in this area. If you follow me, I guarantee that you will be able to enjoy all kinds of delicious food in the future, and you will also have more different fun on the road to immortal cultivation."

Just as the two were still secretly rejoicing over their successful capture of the spirit fish, a melodious and ethereal spirit sound slowly came.

The spiritual sound seemed to come from the distant sky through the clouds, floating into their ears, and it seemed like it was whispering softly in their ears.

Wang Tianbao listened attentively.

After a breath, he turned to Song Yun and said, "Brother Song, this spiritual sound must have come. Han Beiqi has successfully brought Hua Rong back from the Ice and Snow Sect. The wedding viewing ceremony is about to begin. Let's hurry to the square."

After saying that, the two of them straightened their clothes and quickly hurried towards the square.

When the two rushed to the square, they saw a crowded and bustling scene.

Immortal cultivators of all kinds had already gathered in the square.

They were either chatting in low voices in groups of two or three, or standing alone in deep thought, or looking around curiously at everything around them.

Song Yun and Wang Tianbao found an empty seat and sat down. Wang Tianbao began to introduce the people around him to Song Yun.

"Brother Song, look over there. That old man in the early Nascent Soul stage wearing a blue Taoist robe is Chang Fang, the third elder of the Ice and Snow Sect. He has extremely high attainments in ice and snow magic and is quite famous in this snowy region."

"And that young female cultivator is the proud disciple of the Linghuan Sect. Even though she is a foundation-building cultivator, it is said that her illusions can confuse the minds of Jindan-stage cultivators..."

While listening, Song Yun looked around curiously.

Behind Chang Fang, there was a group of disciples from the Ice and Snow Sect, all of them had a strong figure and outstanding temperament.

They were dressed in uniform light blue clothes, with their sleeves fluttering in the wind.

Among these disciples, Han Ziyi from the Bingxue Sect is particularly eye-catching.

She is like a plum blossom blooming in the snow, with a graceful figure exuding a cool and noble temperament.

Her face was extremely beautiful, her skin was whiter than snow, and her eyes were as bright and shining as cold stars, yet she exuded a sense of aloofness that kept people at a distance.

Her long, shiny black hair fell like a waterfall, slightly curled at the ends. A few strands of hair playfully brushed across her delicate face, adding a touch of lively beauty.

She stood there quietly, as if she was in a world of her own, and the hustle and bustle around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.

People around her were unconsciously attracted to her, but they did not dare to get too close to her because of the cool aura she exuded.

I saw the leader of the Beihan Sect, Han Tianmo, who was tall and strong, wearing a dark black robe.

The robe was embroidered with delicate golden cold patterns, which flickered faintly with his breathing and movements.

His face was firm and stern, with sharp and distinct lines, as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe.

Under the thick eyebrows, a pair of deep eyes are as deep and cold as a cold pond, as if they can see through all the vanity in the world.

Just then, a melodious music sounded.

Everyone turned to look at the platform.