The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Wan Jinan raised his eyelids, still a little skeptical: "But..."

"Oh, Master, don't say but, we don't have time. We'll go up and negotiate with the Ice Dragon later, and you still have to find a way to stop Yan Dongsheng and the others. They must be on their way here now."

"Alright." Wan Jin'an finally agreed. "But if negotiations fail, we'll just surrender immediately. After all, we can find a wind-attributed sword at an auction, but we can't really risk our lives on it."

"Okay." Jiang Yingxue nodded.

With that, they began to set out on the winding mountain road that led to the northern slopes of Yinshang Ridge. Snowflakes gently drifted down beneath their feet, like countless tiny feathers, slowly dispersing.

The wind is very strong here, and it would be difficult to fly the sword at low altitude, but flying at high altitude would get you sucked into the vortex. It would be faster to gather spiritual power at the soles of your feet and walk directly upwards.

As they advanced deeper, a chill gradually filled the air, sending shivers down their spines. Just then, a deafening dragon roar echoed from the distance, as loud as thunder, shaking the valley and reverberating among the silent snow-capped mountains. The voice was deep and distant, carrying an undeniable pressure.

Cen Yizi quickly raised his hand, signaling everyone not to move forward.

"What did it say?" Jiang Yingxue asked quickly.

Cen Yizi looked up at the vast distance and said, "We should get back quickly. If we take another step forward, it will kill us all."

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this. Not wanting to implicate them, Meng Yu quickly took out his five-colored knot and handed it to Jiang Yingxue. "The Ice Dragon's power is beyond the reach of mortals like us. Young heroes, please stay. This is my five-colored knot. Go to the Meng Mansion and find my maid Sisi. Give it to her and ask her for the Clear Wind Sword. She will give it to you."

"No." Jiang Yingxue immediately raised her hand to stop them: "It's you who should stay. Don't go forward. Yizhi and I will go negotiate."

Jiang Yingxue then gave Cen Yizhi a look, and Cen Yizhi nodded, imitating a dragon's roar. Not long after, the Ice Dragon suddenly burst into laughter and began speaking human language: "You brats, wet behind the ears! Okay, you two, come over here and show me. But I'm making this clear: unless you truly have a way to free me, anyone who sees me must die."

Jiang Yingxue and Cen Yizi looked at each other, nodded, and then continued on their way.

The two quickened their pace, and finally, under the cover of the white snow, they reached the flat ground on the top of the mountain and saw the true form of the ice dragon.

The sight before them made them hold their breath. It was a massive ice dragon, its majestic body bound tightly by several iron chains. Each chain was locked to a massive divine pillar. There were nine of these pillars, each covered in intricate ancient patterns and emitting a faint blue glow, as if some forbidden power was guarding this mysterious being.

The ice dragon's scales reflect magnificent light under the sunlight, as if countless sparkling gems were inlaid on its body.

After a while, the ice dragon slowly opened its huge eyes, with a cold light flashing, and its tone was full of disdain: "Oh, you are a disciple of the Xianyun Sect? You two said you have a way to rescue me? Stop joking!" Its voice was like thunder, deafening, with a hint of sarcasm.

Then, the ice dragon lashed out with a powerful swipe of its tail, sending a surge of force like a tidal wave. A fierce wind whipped up in all directions, sending snowflakes careening towards them like a torn curtain. Cen Yizi and Jiang Yingxue were caught off guard and were flung back by the powerful impact, slamming heavily into the ancient divine pillar with a dull thud.

In an instant, the surroundings vanished into a blur of snow and mist. The Ice Dragon chuckled coldly, "What trash! I just waved my tail, and you're dead?" Its voice was filled with contempt, like a high-ranking overlord looking down upon a tiny being.

The snow and fog around gradually dissipated. Jiang Yingxue put Cen Yizi, who was slightly injured and temporarily unconscious due to the strong impact, aside, then stood up and patted the dust and snow off her body.

Because of the inheritance of Venerable Lingxu, the Ice Dragon's attack was quite powerful, but it could not hurt Jiang Yingxue at all.

Seeing Jiang Yingxue unharmed, Binglong instantly became more curious: "Oh? She's only at the Jindan stage, yet she's unharmed?"

After saying that, it looked at the unconscious Cen Yizhi again: "And that little foundation-building cultivator, he's just unconscious and not dead?"

Jiang Yingxue said calmly, "I just protected him. He won't die, he'll just be unconscious for a while. But your attack was too sudden. I haven't even told you my rescue plan yet, and you attacked us. But it's better that he fainted. If he fainted, only the two of us will know about it."

"I admit you have some unique qualities, as you were able to withstand my attack." Bing Long said doubtfully, "However, I'm wearing an Immortal Binding Rope. Even a god couldn't do anything about it. How can a Jindan-stage cultivator like you possibly be able to untie it?"

"In fact, you and I both know that there is only one way to untie this immortal rope, and that is to sign a contract with someone."

After hearing this, the Ice Dragon couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Hahahahahaha! A mere Jindan-stage cultivator wants to sign a contract with me? Do you know who I am? Who gave you the courage to say such arrogant words?!"

Jiang Yingxue answered accurately: "The eldest princess of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Bai Tong."

Upon hearing this, Bing Long immediately became serious: "How could you, a cultivator, know my identity?"

"Not only that, I also know that only those with top-grade ice spirit roots can sign a contract with you. If I hadn't asked my junior brother to tell you that I have top-grade ice spirit roots when we were halfway up the mountain, you wouldn't have let us come up at all, right?"

The Ice Dragon was indeed shaken. After all, she had been trapped in this shabby place for five hundred years. In those five hundred years, she had never encountered a single Ice Spiritual Root. Now that she had finally encountered one, it would be a lie to say she didn't want to form a bond.

But the other party was just a Jindan stage cultivator, and he wanted her to bow down to a small cultivator. Where would her status as a princess stand?!

Seeing the Ice Dragon remain silent, Jiang Yingxue continued, "I know a lot, so don't worry, Princess. Don't worry, I'm a kind person with a good character and a generous heart. I will never point fingers at you like others do. On the contrary, I don't want others to know that you are my spirit beast. That would be too conspicuous. I will give you ample freedom. You only need to appear and help me when I need you. The rest of the time, you can return to the fairyland or continue to stay in the East China Sea."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue created an ice door out of thin air and pointed: "Anyway, you Ice Dragons have a secret technique. As long as there is ice and snow as a medium, you can appear at any time. Just like this..."