Si Lei Zhenjun

In the Yunxiao Sect's Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, inside the Bingyun Cave.

The cold air was overwhelming, the wind was biting, and ice cones hung upside down from the ceiling of the cave, pointing straight to the bottom like sharp swords, emitting a faint blue light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

The cave walls are covered with a thick layer of ice, which has condensed over countless years of frost. It is crystal clear and freezing to the touch.

On the ground, the white snow covered the entire cave like a soft velvet carpet.

From time to time, ice cloud silkworms the size of a baby's fist shuttled through the area, leaving behind a trail of footprints, like the traces left by children playing in the snow.

Because the Bingyunhan silk produced by the Bingyunhan silkworm is light, silky and extremely flexible, the robes made of Bingyunhan silk not only have excellent defensive capabilities and can effectively resist external attacks, but are also extremely comfortable to wear, as if they are integrated with the body.

Wanshoulin then specially built an ice cave with thousand-year-old ice to raise the Ice Cloud Silkworms.

At this time, a cute and sweet-faced girl wrapped in white fox fur entered the Bingyun Cave holding a half-human-high bamboo basket filled with mulberry leaves.

Suddenly, an extremely cold wind blew past.

The girl's petite and fragile body trembled involuntarily, and she subconsciously curled up tighter.

Her originally delicate face had now turned red due to the cold temperature, like a ripe apple, so adorable.

"After feeding them today, you can go back and hand in the quest. You can also earn another eighty spirit stones. I'll give them all to you then. This way, you might not be in such a hurry to leave the sect to complete the quest next time and can spend more time with Xiaoyu!"

Xiaoyu tilted her head slightly, revealing two sweet dimples, and thought happily in her heart.

She placed the bamboo basket in her arms on the ground, bent down, stretched out her small hands, and gently picked up the Ice Cloud Silkworms from the ground and put them into the bamboo basket.

Three quarters of an hour passed in a flash. When the last Ice Cloud Silkworm was placed into the bamboo basket, she slowly straightened up, her arms trembling slightly.

It seemed that only at this moment did she feel the true weight of the biting cold. Her tender white hands had already been frozen numb.

She trembled as she put her little hands into the fox fur, and then quietly watched the Ice Cloud Silkworms in the bamboo basket eating mulberry leaves.

She had to wait until they finished eating before leaving, because Deacon Ye, who issued the task, told her that once ice crystals began to condense on the surface of the mulberry leaves in the Bingyun Cave, the Bingyun Silkworms would no longer eat them.

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, when the Bingyun Cold Silkworm finished eating the last mulberry leaf in the bamboo basket, Xiaoyu twitched her nose, which was slightly red from the cold, and placed the bamboo basket horizontally on the ground with a look of joy.

She then patted it gently until all the Ice Cloud Silkworms inside crawled out. Then she picked up the bamboo basket again and walked out of the Ice Cloud Cave with light steps.

……

At the same time, on a street in Hun Tian Xian City.

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Wan Shankong delivered a heavy blow to the back of Chu Xing's head, the force so strong that it carried a hint of personal grudge:

"How could our Yunxiao Sect raise such a cowardly disciple like you! You were so frightened by a simple threat that you obediently followed my orders. If you were to fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, wouldn't you cry and reveal all the secrets of the sect?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and secretly winked at Li Qinghe beside him:

"Hmph! No one is going to stop me. I'm going to kill you right here and now to prevent you from causing any more trouble for the sect!"

Seeing that Li Qinghe was just looking at him coldly, Wan Shankong was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and his raised hand froze in the air.

Why don't you hold me back? Do you all have to force me to death to be happy?

Chu Xing's head was buzzing from being slapped.

No, I have already cleared the blame.

Shouldn't you get mad on the spot and demand a huge amount of compensation?

What's the matter with this scene where a parent beats his child in front of others?

"Elder, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I have been in the sect for a long time, but I have never seen such a big scene..."

Chu Xing fell to the ground, hugged Wan Shankong's thighs, and began to cry bitterly.

Then the two of them started to pull each other, and Wan Shankong acted as if he was going to kill Chu Xing today, and Chu Xing begged for mercy again and again.

"You have top-grade spiritual roots and a special physique, but your character is so terrible. After returning to the sect, reflect on yourself before me."

Wan Shankong kicked him away angrily, then looked at Jiang Lihuo with a smile, and said with some shame:

"The disciples within the sect are truly unteachable. Princess, please forgive me for making a fool of myself."

The meaning is very clear: I will beat you, the disciple with top-grade spiritual roots and special physique, and now it’s your turn to show your abilities.

Jiang Lihuo smiled slightly, and that smile was as bright as the warm spring sun, but it also carried some elusive depth.

She gently raised her jade hand and flipped it gracefully. Suddenly, a green flower appeared in her palm and slowly floated in front of Chu Xing.

"This matter is indeed due to my failure to control my subordinates. This Tianyuan Thunder Flower is a top-notch spiritual object for forming infants. It can be regarded as my apology."

As she spoke, she turned back and glanced at Jiang Qianrou coldly, saying in a deep voice, "You are so disgraceful. Go back to the Punishment Hall and receive fifty lashes of thunder and fire."

"Yes, Princess!"

Jiang Qianrou's face turned pale when she heard this, and she lowered her head and said in a trembling voice.

"Haha, Princess, you are too polite. How can I do this? It's just a small matter."

Wan Shankong waved his hands repeatedly and gave Chu Xing a wink, indicating that he should accept it quickly.

Chu Xing understood and hurriedly put the Tianyuan Thunder Flower in front of him into his storage bag.

Jiang Lihuo's eyes twitched involuntarily, and her beautiful eyes moved as she glanced at Chu Xing.

When her eyes wandered to Jiang Wanqiu, they suddenly focused and said lightly:

"You should be the only daughter of Prince Yunqing who was executed over a hundred years ago, right? You look about 70% similar to your mother. According to seniority, you should call me aunt.

Originally, out of consideration for our friendship, I would not have captured you even if you had escaped from the Jiaofangsi. Unfortunately, you have already become a demon cultivator, so please do not blame me."

As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves lightly.

In an instant, a dazzling flame suddenly lit up, and a lifelike, fiery red phoenix shadow flew out from her hand, carrying blazing flames and fierce momentum, and pounced straight towards Jiang Wanqiu.

The phoenix shadow was extremely fast, passing through the void like lightning, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of Jiang Wanqiu.

As the phoenix shadow circled and danced, flames continued to intertwine and entwine, quickly forming an airtight fire cage around Jiang Wanqiu.

Jiang Wanqiu sneered:

"Why bother pretending to be so affectionate with the royal family? Back then, when my entire family was charged with treason, you so-called relatives didn't even say a word. Now that I've fallen into your hands, you can kill me or chop me up as you please!"

Jiang Li's fire phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and he gently shook his head and said, "There's no point in saying more. Since you've become a demon cultivator, all I can do is give you a quick death."

As she spoke, a ball of crimson flame quietly condensed in the palm of her hand.

The flame was like a blooming red lotus, bright and dazzling, emitting scorching heat and a heart-pounding breath.

"Wait, Princess!"

Seeing this, Chu Xing hurried forward to block Wan Qiu. In a hurry, he blurted out without thinking: "Although Wan Qiu has joined the Demon Sect, she is still a good girl."

As soon as he said this, he wanted to slap himself. What an idiotic statement!

Jiang Lihuo's eyes were amused, and he asked with interest: "Oh, what's the good idea?"

Chu Xing smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, in my hometown, a good girl is one who doesn't smoke, drink, or perm her hair."