The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Ignoring his limp, hanging right hand, Luo Qingcheng raised his left hand and pulled the brush out of the snow monster's right eye!

"Ow!"

The intense pain caused the Yeti to grab Luo Qingcheng and fling her off.

Luo Qingcheng's body bounced off the snow, and only stopped its momentum after being dragged a long way.

This time, she lay motionless in the snow for a long time.

The Yeti stretched out its claw to cover its right eye, blood flowing continuously from between its claws. Its brownish-yellow eyes darted left and right, trying to catch any unusual movement on the ice plain.

No fruit.

Unable to find his enemy, the Yeti's anger ignited its last vestige of sanity.

It's gone berserk!

The Yeti, which has always relied on its proud physical attacks, has begun to use its talent.

Ice elements converged from all directions at an incredible speed!

Snowflakes, almost the size of a fist, drifted down gently.

The violent ice elemental power swept across the ice plains, gradually forming an ice and snow tornado standing in the center of the world!

A snowflake fell onto Luo Qingcheng's eye, and the cool touch as it melted gradually awakened her consciousness.

The ground is shaking!

[Run! The Yeti is coming!]

Does she not want to run away?

The frenzied yeti trampled and crashed into everything in its path!

But his body, which was in so much pain that it was numb, wouldn't allow Luo Qingcheng to make any movement at all!

She lay on her back, her gaze fixed on the dim sky.

Hey, damn it, she's Feng Aotian!

The system remained silent, convinced that Luo Qingcheng was doomed to die.

A dark brown animal foot obscured the sky in front of Luo Qingcheng.

Just as he was about to crush Luo Qingcheng's head—

"Beast!"

A furious shout reached Luo Qingcheng's ears.

Then the raging yeti paused.

Luo Qingcheng blinked her eyes; she could even see a pine needle stuck to the fur on the Yeti's feet.

The next second, the Yeti's entire body flew backward.

Luo Qingcheng was unable to move.

She could only see a flash of white, sharp light streak across the sky.

In an instant, a large amount of warm blood gushed out, soaking her completely.

The crunching sound of footsteps on the snow grew louder as it approached.

Luo Qingcheng regained a bit of strength, turned her head, and saw the familiar man with long hair and a red veil.

Gray marks followed.

He carried a sword, his face cold and stern. He twirled the sword and then elegantly sheathed it.

He pulled a mirror from his pocket and began to fix his hair in front of it.

Luo Qingcheng: It's the same old formula.

The system announced: [This pressure-based loan is about to end.]

Huiyin was brazenly tidying his hair, admiring his handsome face.

Suddenly I felt a direct gaze fixed on me.

He followed the gaze and saw a girl covered in blood suddenly appear on the snow less than two meters away from him.

silence.

Just as the two were awkwardly facing each other, Li Zhiming ran over.

He was holding a black rectangular box in his hands.

Seeing the Yeti's corpse not far away, he could not hide his surprise.

Then they saw Luo Qingcheng lying on the ground.

He hurriedly stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Lord Ghost Immortal?"

Luo Qingcheng could only be thankful that her face was covered with a thick layer of blood mixed with the snow monster's blood, so her embarrassed expression was not visible.

Under the incredulous gaze of Hui Yinsui, he responded softly with a "hmm".

After the Yeti was lured away, Li Zhiming focused entirely on picking Frost Dew, unaware of what was happening here.

After carefully preserving the spiritual plants, and thinking of the blood that had appeared out of nowhere, he rushed over with unease.

Seeing that she was covered in blood, he was glad that he had arrived in time and hurriedly reached out to take Luo Qingcheng's pulse.

Subconsciously probing with spiritual energy, I was prepared to encounter resistance, but found that there was no resistance at all...

He asked in shock, "You, you're a mortal?!"

Cultivators should instinctively use their spiritual power to resist.

Luo Qingcheng was not ashamed at all. Without even opening his mouth, he let out a soft "hmm" from his throat.

Now is not the time to dwell on being scammed.

Luo Qingcheng was seriously injured. Li Zhiming searched through his storage bag but couldn't find any pills that could be given to mortals.

Fortunately, their sect would occasionally go down the mountain to diagnose and prescribe medicine for ordinary people. In order to complete the sect's missions, he often went with them and was quite experienced.

There were also many medicinal herbs that ordinary people could use that were forgotten to be taken out of the storage bag.

After the consultation, he went to the side to brew the medicine.

Gray Imprint, who hadn't left for some reason, confirmed his suspicions and asked doubtfully, "Did you injure the Yeti's eyes?"

"Ah."

if not?

Strange, she's just a mortal, how could she hurt a snow monster in the late Foundation Establishment stage?

As Huiyin was pondering, he caught a glimpse of a short stick out of the corner of his eye. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was half a bloodstained calligraphy brush.

He picked up the brush and said, "No wonder, it turns out there's a magical artifact."

Moreover, it is a rare magical artifact that can be powered by spirit stones.

Ordinary magical artifacts require the user to infuse them with spiritual power to operate; if placed on a mortal, they are like junk. High-level magical artifacts require high-level spiritual power.

Some magical artifacts, in order to meet the needs of lower-level users with low spiritual energy reserves, are equipped with devices that extract spiritual energy from spirit stones, so that ordinary people can also use them.

This calligraphy brush isn't some high-level magic artifact. The fact that it can use spirit stones is probably so that it can write automatically after being filled with spirit stones, right?

It's quite common in their sect.

It is especially popular among lower-level disciples who need to do their homework.

Hui Yin glanced at the brush and indeed saw the "Wenjianmen" logo on it.

He twirled the pen, turned to look at Luo Qingcheng, and asked, "Where did you get this pen?"

Luo Qingcheng rolled his eyes.

Can we schedule the interrogation for another time?

Is she able to speak now?

After asking the question, Huiyin saw Luo Qingcheng's eye roll and realized what was going on.

The mortal in front of him was seriously injured and probably couldn't reply.

He wasn't embarrassed at all. He casually put away the brush, walked to the Yeti's corpse, rolled up his sleeves, and began collecting usable materials from the Yeti's body.

Skin was peeled off and bones were pulled out, blood splattered everywhere, the scene was particularly gruesome.

Luo Qingcheng's pupils dilated as he suddenly smelled a bitter Chinese medicine odor.

She turned her head to the other side and saw that Li Zhiming had already brewed the medicine and was carefully bringing it over.

"Drink it quickly." After cooling it down with spiritual energy, he fed it to her lips.

Luo Qingcheng frowned, but he wasn't an ungrateful person after all, and reluctantly drank the whole bowl of bitter medicine.

After finishing his drink, he frowned, looking at Hui Yinsui with a mixture of disgust and curiosity.

Following Luo Qingcheng's gaze, Li Zhiming explained, "For sword cultivators, making the most of their abilities is normal."

That's how poor people are.

This is why Graymark even puts snow stained with Yeti blood into bottles.

Luo Qingcheng was greatly shocked.

Li Zhiming was used to it; he had seen even more outrageous things before.

After taking Luo Qingcheng's pulse again and seeing that her condition had stabilized, he said, "Your body cannot be treated with more effective elixirs; it can only be slowly nurtured."

Luo Qingcheng nodded in understanding.

He said, "Thank you. Now that we have the Frost Dew Seed, please refine the pill as soon as possible to detoxify Red Bean."

Their trip was for this very purpose, and Li Zhiming naturally hadn't forgotten. Seeing that Luo Qingcheng was alright, he went a little further away to find a place to refine pills.