He Lan Tianxia

Time flies like an arrow, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Murong Junlan had to admit that the woman possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts. She had mastered the Lazy Man's Secret Manual, though she could only go up and not down. Murong Junlan deliberately held back, giving him a chance to pull the woman into his arms. However, because of this little selfishness, Murong Junlan once again missed his chance with the woman. She had also mastered lightness skill, able to walk hundreds of meters on the snow and even manage to climb a cliff to pick a few snow lotus flowers. She had also mastered the "Swish Turtle" technique, although she could only swish about ten or eight pine cones at a time. Looking at the woman, who was tired but cheerful every day, Murong Junlan felt an indescribable satisfaction. He loved this woman who had rolled into the world with all his heart.

Was the woman exceptionally talented in martial arts? Not at all. Rather, she had practiced dance since childhood, possessing exceptional jumping ability. Furthermore, she had specialized in Tai Chi fan and lion dancing, though not for combat. However, all martial arts are interconnected, so with Murong Junlan's guidance, the Tai Chi fan transformed into Tai Chi sword, and her legwork naturally shifted to the essentials of lightness skill. The woman never imagined that her usual hobby of physical fitness could transform into superior martial arts. Seeing her great interest in martial arts, Murong Junlan taught her his unique skill, "Silver Circle Illusion," which delighted her so much that she dragged him around in the snow a few more times, completely absorbed in the art.

That morning, Murong Junlan rose early as usual, but strangely, the woman was nowhere to be seen. At first, he thought she had gone to wash her face or use the restroom, but she didn't return, and when he went out to look for her, there was no sign of her. Murong Junlan grew increasingly anxious, so he woke the other two and set off on his own. In the vast snowy wilderness, only the howling wind blew. He searched all the places the two had frequented recently, but still couldn't find the woman. Murong Junlan's expression changed from anxiety to gloom, then to panic and fear. His Yan'er had vanished without a trace right before his eyes! Was there some hidden secret here? He had been negligent.

After searching for most of the day without finding anything, Murong Junlan returned to the cave. Luo Rina and the little boy were gone; only the large bear and two cubs were sleeping. Murong Junlan searched the entire cave, his eyes finally settling on the stone bed. The stone bed consisted of two large stone slabs, supported by two large rocks underneath. Murong Junlan walked over and tried to pry them open with his hands; nothing moved. He pried harder, still nothing. He crouched down to look and discovered a tiny gap between the two slabs. Immediately, Murong Junlan stood up, gathered his strength in his hands, and pushed a powerful force towards the stone slabs.

Ah, ah, ah, the stone slab began to move. As it rose to a certain height, it suddenly tilted to one side and slid down. The stone was hollow inside, containing a jar of wine. Apart from that, there were no other objects. After confirming there were no traps or hidden weapons, Murong Junlan reached out and removed the lid of the jar. Mmm, fragrant! The room was filled with the rich aroma of wine. This caused the old man in the treasure room to swallow hard on his throne at the Demon Cliff. That was the Ten-Mile Fragrance he had treasured in his previous life. He hadn't had time to take it because he was fleeing from the Japanese pirates. He never expected that this missed opportunity would last for tens of thousands of years—a treasure from tens of thousands of years ago! The fragrance was so intense it made his mouth water. The old man watched Murong Junlan staring at the jar of wine, not daring to breathe. Finally, Murong Junlan put the lid back on, pushed the stone slab back to its original position, and then fiddled with another stone slab. There was nothing under the other stone slab. Murong Junlan had just restored the stone slab when Luo Rina and the little boy returned. He swiftly moved to the cave entrance, placed the hidden sword against Luo Rina's neck, and said in a deep voice.

"Where did you hide Yan'er?"

"What do you mean?" Lorina didn't back down at all.

"What I mean, don't you understand?"

"Your Highness, I hope you won't jump to conclusions and label others before you've figured things out." Luo Rina was very dissatisfied; she turned her head and glared fiercely at Murong Junlan.

"Besides myself, only you are more skilled in martial arts than her."

"You suspect me based on this?" Lorina suddenly threw a shoe at her. "I think you're just crying wolf. You're just making excuses because she didn't comply... Humph."

Murong Junlan caught the shoe with one hand and said in surprise, "It's Yan'er's! Where did you find it?"

"Why should I tell you?" Luo Rina walked past Murong Junlan, sat down on the stone bed, crossed her legs, and didn't even glance at Murong Junlan.

"Xiong Bao," Murong Junlan turned to the little boy, "tell your brother where you found the shoes."

"exist……"

“If you dare say that, I’ll throw away your bow and arrows,” Lorina threatened the little boy, who immediately fell silent.

"What time is it now? This is a matter of life and death." Murong Junlan was very anxious, but he couldn't do anything about Luo Rina. "What will it take for you to tell me?"

"Marry me," Lorina said without changing her expression.

"Marry you? Don't even think about it." Murong Junlan rejected Luo Rina without even considering it.

“Unless you promise me a fair competition with her,” Lorina conceded.

"Nonsense." Murong Junlan smiled dismissively.

“Alright then, since you have no intention of cooperating, I won’t force you. Anyway, in your eyes, I’m not a good person.” Lorina stood up, grabbed the little boy’s hand, and said, “Bear, come on, let’s go hunting.”

The little boy was being pulled along by Luo Rina, and he kept turning back to look at Murong Junlan.

"I grant you your second condition." Murong Junlan spoke the instant Luo Rina disappeared from the cave entrance.

"To show your sincerity, you have to promise me two things first." Lorina walked in, slowly rolling up her sleeves.

"Don't push your luck." Murong Junlan clenched his fists in anger.

"First, I'm thirsty and would like a cup of bear milk. Second, Your Highness must promise to teach me a set of martial arts. How about it?" After saying this, Luo Rina stared straight at Murong Junlan. To be honest, she was unsure of herself.

"Okay." Murong Junlan readily agreed, somewhat unexpectedly. At this moment, the little boy beside Luo Rina ran over, picked up the cup with the number 2 engraved on it, rushed to the bear, and quickly squeezed a cup of bear milk for Murong Junlan. Murong Junlan gratefully gave the little boy a thumbs up, then handed the bear milk to Luo Rina.

“Bear Baby, you…” Luo Rina was angry.

"Sister Luo, my brother has never drunk bear milk before, so he doesn't know how to squeeze it." The little boy, carrying Luo Rina on his back, gave Murong Junlan an OK sign.

"There's one more thing. Look up, there's a secret manual on the cave wall. You can practice it just by lying down. Now, can you tell me where to pick up the shoes?"

Luo Rina looked up, speechless at the secret manual, and could only tell Murong Junlan where she had found the shoes. Upon hearing this, Murong Junlan immediately vanished.

Murong Junlan quickly arrived at the place where Luo Rina had found the shoes. He didn't find anything else Yan'er had left behind. He crouched down and brushed away the fresh snow, revealing two distinct tracks. A sled? A sled had been here? Could Yan'er have been kidnapped by the people on the sled? Murong Junlan followed the tracks, and suddenly, he heard the sound of a sled being pulled in the distance. Murong Junlan immediately used his Snow Mountain Drift technique to chase after it, but saw nothing. The sound of the sled continued. After circling around several times following the sound of the sled, Murong Junlan found himself back in the same spot.

Centrifugal Array? Murong Junlan felt a chill run down his spine. He thought, "A person who can set up a centrifugal array in the snow is no ordinary person, especially one using a moving sled. This newcomer is not to be underestimated." He gathered his breath and landed on a spruce tree. Suddenly, Murong Junlan's eyes lit up. He saw something familiar hanging on a branch. Reaching out, he plucked it into his palm—it was the glass lock from the woman's neck. Murong Junlan frowned. How could it be hanging on a tree? He was completely baffled. He put the glass lock away and began to study how to break the centrifugal array. Suddenly, a wolf howled, followed by a powerful noise that pierced his ears. Murong Junlan couldn't help but tremble violently. He shook his head and looked around, but saw no wolf. Could it be the barking of sled dogs? Murong Junlan remembered that historical records stated that sled dogs were domesticated from wolves, so the barking just now must have come from a sled dog. But why couldn't he see any sled dogs? Was it a restriction? Could it be that the restriction was blinding him? Murong Junlan immediately pushed out a stream of air with both hands, breaking all the restrictions in the area. Strangely, all he could see was a vast expanse of white, with nothing in sight except for the solemn spruce trees that reminded him that life was still thriving here.

Ouch——

Ouch——

Ouch——

A series of wolf howls rolled in, like waves crashing and surging, piercing the soul and making one increasingly oppressed, restless, and uneasy. Murong Junlan covered his wildly beating heart and his tormented soul with his hands, using the tree trunk for support to force himself to stand upright. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, scattering sand and snow. Murong Junlan heard the sound of his clothes being torn by the wind, and heard the howls of wolves and ghostly roars mixed in with his ears. In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the earth shook violently.

Caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, Murong Junlan immediately focused his mind and entered a state of self-control to stop the noise from affecting him. As soon as he opened his eyes, a shrill "howl" rang in his ears, followed by a powerful force that struck him directly. His body swayed and fell heavily forward.

Ouch——

Just as Murong Junlan was halfway down, a loud howl jolted him awake. No, he couldn't fall; if he fell, he might never get up again. Facing the strong wind, he reached out and hugged the trunk of a nearby spruce tree, then pushed off with his legs, forcing himself and the tree trunk together. The powerful force seemed to be angered, circling the trunk and attacking it for a while. Finally, under Murong Junlan's fierce resistance, it deflated with a "poof," then "whoosh," and fled into the distance. Instantly, an eerie silence returned, as if the scene just now was merely a nightmare.

Murong Junlan breathed a sigh of relief, but then Yan'er's panicked face flashed through his mind. His heart ached, and he immediately chased after the place where the power had disappeared...