A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

Two months later, Shenghe stopped in Yunluo City.

This is the closest small town to the far north. Snow falls in the town all year round, so the population is not large.

The streets were deserted, with all the doors and windows tightly shut, creating a desolate scene.

A biting wind blew in her face, and Sheng He couldn't help but shiver. Yunluo City was as cold as ever.

Sheng He pulled his collar tighter, stepped into the deep snow, and followed his memories from his past life to the door of the only inn in the city.

The inn's main gate was tightly shut, and the signboard in front of it was already covered by a thick layer of snow.

"call!"

Sheng He raised his hands to his lips, breathed out a breath to warm his frozen fingers, and then suddenly pushed open the door of the inn.

"Hey! Waiter, bring me another pot of wine!"

"Place your bet now! Place your bet now! Come on, open! Leopard!"

"Are you tired of living? You still haven't paid back the money you borrowed from me last time, and now you dare to borrow again!"

"Shopkeeper, bring two more plates of beef!"

Under the warm yellow candlelight, the firewood crackled and popped.

A variety of sounds entered Sheng He's ears the moment she pushed open the door.

The inn wasn't big, but it was packed with people. Some were eating, some were gambling... Unlike the snowy world outside, this little inn was bustling with activity, with people talking and laughing. Almost half the town had gathered here.

The firewood in the inn was burning brightly, making the entire lobby warm and cozy. Sheng He shook off the snow from her clothes, took out a silver ingot from her sleeve, and handed it to the waiter.

"Please, a bowl of noodles."

The waiter hesitated for a moment when he saw Sheng He's new face, but his eyes crinkled with laughter when he saw the silver ingots, and he shouted to the kitchen.

"Second floor, a bowl of noodles!"

"okay!"

The young man quickly handed the beef to the guests on the first floor and then led Shenghe up to the second floor.

"Is this your first time visiting Cloudfall City, sir?"

Sheng He nodded, and the waiter enthusiastically introduced, "Our place is different from other places. Because there are fewer people coming here, the first floor is specially used to entertain people from the city. In order to avoid disturbing the guests, people like you who are from out of town are invited to eat on the second floor. If you are staying at the hotel, you can go to the third or fourth floor."

"But don't worry, our inn has plenty of charcoal, so you won't get cold!"

Seeing that Sheng He remained silent, the waiter was not annoyed. He glanced at the second floor and then mysteriously pulled Sheng He aside.

"Sir, please forgive my intrusion, but I have one more question: are you also heading to the far north?"

Sheng He frowned: "Also?"

The waiter pointed to the second floor and whispered, "There's a customer on the second floor carrying a meteor hammer. He's looking for someone and doesn't look like someone to mess with. Don't tell him you're heading to the far north, or he might smash this shop to pieces!"

Sheng He looked up at the second floor and nodded slightly: "Thank you for the reminder, sir."

The waiter waved his hand and escorted Sheng He to the second floor. Without daring to linger for even a moment, he hurried downstairs.

The second floor wasn't large, with five or six tables scattered around. A thin young man sat at the table directly opposite the stairwell, his sinister eyes fixed on Sheng He. To his right, a huge meteor hammer lay on the table.

Sheng He didn't pay any attention, casually found a table to sit down, and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Perhaps because it was isolated from most of the noise, the second floor was relatively quiet for a while, so quiet that Sheng He could hear the cracking sound of the man's fingers.

"Sir, your noodles are here!"

The waiter jogged over to bring a bowl of noodles, then glanced at the man furtively before quickly looking away as if startled.

"Sir, it's snowing heavily outside. This noodle soup will warm you up. I'll be going now. Please call me if you need anything!"

After saying that, the waiter fled downstairs as if he were running away.

Sheng He raised an eyebrow as she looked at the noodles in front of her. The blue porcelain bowl, the golden oil broth, the bright green scallions, and the steaming noodles emitted an enticing aroma.

Sheng He picked up his chopsticks and stirred the noodles, and surprisingly found an egg and a few pieces of minced meat in them.

"You're from the Seven Kill Pavilion, aren't you?"

Sheng He put down her chopsticks and calmly looked at the crow tattoo on the young man's neck.

"The aroma of the noodles is so strong, let me guess, is it Chuanchangsan or Qibudao?"

The young man's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed a meteor hammer from the table and swung it at Sheng He. Sheng He quickly tiptoed and dodged backward.

With a loud "bang!", the meteor hammer smashed the table and chairs to pieces, and even smashed a large hole in the floor.

The people on the first floor were horrified when they saw this, and they all scattered in all directions. In no time, the once bustling inn was empty.

Three men in black jumped down from the roof beam, along with the waiter from before.

Five people surrounded Sheng He. Sheng He slowly raised his hand and grasped Ao Shuang on his back, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Among these five people, two were Golden Core cultivators and three were late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. They clearly knew her very well and knew that she was going to the far north, so they waited for her in advance at Yunluo City, a place she was bound to pass through.

Knowing that her cultivation level was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, none of the people they sent had a cultivation level lower than hers.

In a situation where one person is fighting five, Shenghe has absolutely no chance of winning.

The Seven Killings Pavilion clearly intends to kill her here.

Sheng He drew his sword, quickly glanced at the five people in front of him, and without hesitation chose to burn his bloodline again.

A torrent of spiritual energy surged into Sheng He's body. Sheng He roared as his cultivation level rapidly increased!

The five exchanged glances, and the youngest man, who had the highest cultivation level, immediately grabbed his meteor hammer and rushed forward. But the moment his foot left the ground, countless vines sprouted from the earth, and huge vines, thicker than a thigh, tightly wrapped around the young man's waist.

He tried to break free, but the meteor hammer in his hand was already smashing heavily towards Sheng He's head.

"what!"

The young man roared in pain. The vines had somehow grown countless barbs as thick as fingers. He was pulled free from the vines by the immense force of the meteor hammer, but his body was still pierced by the barbs, leaving long bloody marks in the vines.

Several vines blocked Sheng He's path. The meteor hammer struck the vines, instantly shattering them. But new vines sprouted from the broken ends to fill the gaps. In a short while, the force of the meteor hammer dissipated completely, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

The young man endured the pain as he pulled out the barbs from his body, pieces of flesh being torn off by the barbs, but he stubbornly refused to utter a sound and staggered forward to retrieve the meteor hammer.

"Big brother!"

The other four looked at the young man with concern. They wanted to help him, but they were also entangled in the vines and unable to get free.