Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

The palace collapsed very quickly. The two had just escaped the palace when they saw a vortex appear where the palace had been.

Fan Yang used his magic to swim outwards, but it didn't have much effect, and there was nothing around to help him.

That's really bad luck.

As for Xiaoyao, he seemed to know he was wrong and refused to come out, fearing that Huanyang would punish him.

Pan Yang looked up at the water and saw that the water was freezing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If Xiaoyao doesn't come out soon, I'll really break you.

Xiaoyao appeared in Pan Yang's hand, and Pan Yang threw it upwards with force, successfully breaking the water surface that was about to freeze.

With lightning speed, Zhou Yang used his magic to break through the barrier.

I felt an instant, bone-chilling cold, and the entire cave began to shake.

Before the two could react, a loud bang was heard all around, followed by a dizzying spin, and then they were plunged into complete darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Pan Yang looked at the pitch blackness, made a spell, and illuminated the surroundings. It seemed that the two of them were under the snow, and it was probably the protective shield formed by the boat that prevented them from being crushed by the snow.

However, as Pan Yang looked at Zhou Yang, whose aura was chaotic and even revealed a trace of demonic energy, he frowned. What kind of damn hidden plot is this?

Has the hidden character gone mad?

Pan Yang felt the air around him getting thinner and thinner, so he used his magic power to try to stabilize the chaotic magic power and demonic energy of the boat, but the original owner's magic power was really not enough.

Seeing that Zhou Yang hadn't changed at all, Pan Yang sighed, took Zhou Yang's hand, and covered the bracelet he had given her that day.

The bracelet emitted a faint light before quickly returning to calm, and Zhou Yang looked much better than before.

Pan Yang rubbed his hands, which were stiff from the cold. They had to get out of there immediately, or they would all die here.

He tried calling out to Xiaoyao, but after a long time he still couldn't see Xiaoyao. Just as he was wondering what was going on, Xiaoyao suddenly crossed the snowdrift and stood directly between the two of them.

001 anxiously reminded, "Host, you are in a very deep place now, and the original owner's magic power won't last long."

“Isn’t my death just what you wanted?” Pan Yang said.

Upon hearing this, 001 remained silent for two seconds before speaking: "Host, do you want to end the mission and return to the system space?"

Hearing 001's words, Pan Yang chuckled: "How could a big shot like you possibly run away?"

He gripped Xiaoyao's hand, hoisted Zhou Yang onto his back, and thought, "It's just a snowy field. What hardships haven't I encountered before? How could I be afraid?"

Fan Yang dared not use his own abilities directly, or to break through a path, because he did not know the situation outside. If it caused an avalanche, it would probably have to happen again.

So he could only slowly dig upwards using minor spells. As time went by, Pan Yang felt increasingly cold, his hand holding Xiao Yao trembled, his vision began to blur and his eyes ached slightly.

Finally, breaking through the snow, Pan Yang gasped for air, nearly suffocating.

Then I looked around, and for a moment everything blurred, all I could see was a white expanse, and then I couldn't see anything at all.

Holy crap, a legendary figure went blind after digging through some snow.

001: "Host, don't worry, it's just snow blindness."

Pan Yang patted his chest and said, "Don't I know it's snow blindness? I was just acting."

001: "Whatever makes you happy, host."

Pan Yang fumbled with the hem of his clothes, tore off a strip of cloth, and blindfolded himself.

He groped his way onto the boat, now he had to leave this place.

I must have had the worst luck imaginable. I will never come to these snow-capped mountain areas again.

Zhou Yang stared at the scene before him, his body stiffening.

The man was still clutching the other man's clothes with all his might, begging him not to forget him.

In the end, he breathed his last, and Pan Yang left without hesitation, without even a trace of pity.

Zhou Yang felt a chill run through his body: "So, you never liked me, did you?"

As if sensing his presence, Pan Yang turned to look at him, her eyes filled with icy coldness: "You're nothing but a clown. You actually thought I would like you?"

"But why did you save me before, and why did you give me your magic power?" Zhou Yang looked at the man, not even realizing that his voice was trembling.

The man chuckled, and his words plunged him into utter despair: "It's just saving an ant. You really think I care about you?"

"..." Zhou Yang's eyes were slightly red. At this moment, he felt that he could not say a word. The scene around him quickly disappeared and he fell into darkness.

Another voice came from beside me.

"See? He doesn't love you at all, because in his eyes you're just an ant, someone he can throw away at will. So accept my power, and you can do whatever you want without worrying about anything."

"What use is it for you to be a Celestial Venerable now? He still doesn't like you. Guess if he even remembers you? The boat drifts lightly on the water, the wind gently blows your clothes. It's truly laughable."

Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment before finally speaking: "No, he'll hate me if I do that..."

"So what if he hates you! Do you think he'd even glance at you if he didn't hate you? Making him hate you is the only way he'll truly remember you! Zhou Yang, you're such a coward!"

"..."

Yes, I am a coward...

Zhou Yang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with bitterness. Then he looked around and realized that he was in an inn.

Zhou Yang suddenly sat up. He remembered that they rushed out of the icy pool, and then the cave collapsed and they were buried in the snow.

He quickly scanned the room and soon spotted Pan Yang lying on the table, seemingly asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up, walked to Pan Yang, and felt a little flustered when he saw the cloth covering the man's eyes.

She gently patted Pan Yang, her voice a little nervous: "Pan Yang?"

"Oh, sir, you're awake." The shop owner appeared at the door, smiled at the two of them, and said, "Don't worry about him, this gentleman was too tired and fell asleep."

The shop owner placed the dishes on the table and said, "These are the dishes that this customer requested before he fell asleep. You wouldn't believe it, I was almost startled when I first saw him. His hands were covered in injuries, and he carried you all the way here. But thankfully, you're awake now."

"What's wrong with his eyes?" Zhou Yang asked, his eyes filled with undisguised worry.

"Oh, this seems to be some kind of snow blindness. It's really strange that we're hundreds of miles away from the snow-capped mountains. How could we have snow blindness?" The shopkeeper shook his head, seemingly puzzled.

"Enjoy your meal, and call me if you need anything." With that, the owner tiptoed out and closed the door.

Zhou Yang looked at Pan Yang, who was lying on the table. Hundreds of miles of road, such deep snow, and then his gaze fell on Pan Yang's hands.

His hands were clearly frostbitten, which made his heart ache.

So you like me, right? Or is it just because I'm your master...?