Female lead: No, it's me again??

The man's gaze swept imperceptibly over the bearded hand resting on his shoulder, concealing his disgust. He was about to speak, "Then..."

You might be thinking, "Why don't we just walk on the ground?"

But to his surprise, the other person seemed to anticipate his thoughts and then spoke.

"There is another reason why the Abyss of Evil Spirits is called the Abyss of Evil Spirits. It is inhabited by a kind of creature that has no physical form and is like a soul. They appear at night and, nourished by the extreme cold spiritual energy over the years, they have become violent and indifferent. Anything that does not belong to the Abyss of Evil Spirits will be targeted by them until death!"

The man exclaimed in surprise, "So dangerous??"

"if not?"

Yan Nanfei, who had been listening silently to the entire conversation, frowned.

"Can't we take a detour?"

The bearded man said, "No..."

Feng Siyue said calmly, "The terrain around the Endless Snow Mountain is treacherous, and taking a detour would add at least a month to the journey."

"Yes!"

The bearded man gave Feng Siyue an approving look.

"A month?"

The man was puzzled. "They clearly discovered it two months ago, why did they wait until today?"

This was a question many people in the auction hall wanted to ask, and even a guest on the second floor asked it aloud.

"Miss Yao Yao, could it be that there is something you want in the Abyss of Evil Spirits, so you fabricated this information and used us as stepping stones?"

Every cultivator present knew of the Abyss of Evil Spirits; anyone who entered it would die that very night.

The man's tone was very unpleasant.

If you knew this two months ago, why didn't you say so two months ago?

His words made the people present look at Yao Yao with more suspicion.

Do you really want to use them as stepping stones?

why?

Yao Yao looked towards the second floor, her smile open and bright. "This guest is joking. The location of Endless Snow Mountain is special, and no means of communication works. We only learned of this news the day before yesterday after the alchemist returned. Please don't take offense."

Unfamiliar faces.

Whose house could it be?

Just woke up recently?

Yan Nanfei looked at the stage, feeling that this matter was not so simple.

The others in the auction house breathed a sigh of relief and began to ask about the alchemist, "Miss Yao Yao, how are your people?"

"Is it life-threatening?"

The woman on the platform nodded slightly.

"Thank you all for your concern. Although he has lost an arm, his life is not in danger. That concludes today's auction. If you are interested in this secret realm, please hurry!"

After speaking, the woman turned and left the stage, her slightly swaying skirt captivating all who saw her.

I couldn't take my eyes off it.

The singing and dancing continued, and the maids brought out snacks and fruits one after another for the guests to chat in their spare time.

Feng Siyue got up and left.

"Master, are you going?"

Outside the auction hall, Yan Nanfei asked.

Feng Siyue walked to the left. "Do you think it's a coincidence?"

Yan Nanfei pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It's hard to say. If the high-level sacred artifact is real, given Master's strength, the chances of obtaining it should be quite high..."

That's a high-level sacred artifact!

No one can dislike it.

The two walked through the wind and snow. "It wouldn't hurt to make a trip. The foundation of the Pilgrimage Sect is still weak. It's good to have more trump cards to protect ourselves."

If it's a trap... then I'll definitely have to go.

Yan Nanfei understood, "Yes."

After a short while, she remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Master, all the items auctioned today, including cultivation techniques and herbs, are at the Saint-level. What's the background of this Chasing Wind Auction?"

Sacred artifacts are treasures that everyone craves in the Illusionary Universe Continent, where there are almost no divine artifacts. Peak sacred artifacts and high-level sacred artifacts are fought over so fiercely that people fight tooth and nail for them!

Even those guys from Zhongzhou weren't spared.

An auction house in a desolate, remote state is putting sacred artifacts up for auction without even keeping them hidden.

Each and every one of them is a sacred artifact! Aren't we afraid of them being plundered by the other four states?

"I don't know the details either, but it must be something special."

not simple?

Does the master know something by saying this?

"Are you trying to ask why an auction of such sacred artifacts is being held in Snow Crystal Prefecture? And why it's going smoothly?"

Yan Nanfei nodded, "Being located in Xuejing Prefecture, yet able to auction such a large number of sacred artifacts, one shouldn't remain unknown."

Feng Siyue also found it quite strange that the Haoshen Stone from back then was also at the Zhuifeng Auction.

She asked her senior, who said that he had some connection with the Su family patriarch in his early years, which was why he knew.

If the Haoshen Stone was an accident, how do you explain the many sacred artifacts in the auction house?

Could it be that there is a weapon refiner who is about to reach the god-level?

But why would a weapon refiner like that stay in Snow Crystal State?

Unable to understand, Feng Siyue could only say,

"Snow Crystal State is extremely cold and is located at the bottom of the five states, with scarce resources. Apart from a few ice spirit root cultivators, who would come here?"

"I doubt they'd even bother with it."

Yan Nanfei blinked. "So, the lag in information and the arrogance of the four states allowed them to remain peaceful for so many years?"

"It can be said like this."

"Hmm... But what if we get found out?"

Feng Siyue walked ahead, her voice rather cold.

"It's nothing more than the extermination of the entire clan."

A faction that auctions only sacred artifacts will inevitably attract the covetous eyes of countless other factions.

If there is a quasi-god level weapon refiner behind it, then there is no need to worry about safety at all. Such a powerful being will naturally have countless powerful beings protecting him.

Moreover, who would bother to provoke a weapon refiner who is about to enter the divine realm?

Isn't this just plain insane?

Even if they don't, who can know that a power that can auction off low-level sacred artifacts doesn't have high-level or even peak-level sacred artifacts?

Thinking of this, Feng Siyue suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Since it's going to be discovered sooner or later, why can't it be her?

"go back."

Feng Siyue turned around, and a cold snowflake landed on the tip of her nose. She blinked subconsciously.

In the snow-covered capital, she seemed to see a woman in red skipping and hopping along, carrying a snow-white fox kite in her hand.

It felt so familiar.

This scene stirred up a joyful memory hidden in Feng Siyue's mind.

"Ali..."

Her heart skipped a beat, and her body moved faster than her mind. In the swirling snow, a figure moved so fast that only a shadow remained.

When Feng Siyue came to her senses, she was already standing in front of that person.

"Ming...Miss?"

Lin Shan, who was holding the fox kite, was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his lips slowly faded.

Looking at the face that resembled hers by three parts, Feng Siyue's secret hope vanished like a bubble, and a huge sense of disappointment overwhelmed her, making her so sad that she was almost speechless.

"no……"

For a moment she felt disoriented; it wasn't Ali.

How could that be?

neither.

Feng Siyue lowered her trembling eyelashes, turned away with a self-deprecating smile, and left dejectedly.