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

The commotion was huge; the inn was almost completely destroyed, and all the residents of the city hid in their homes. There wasn't a soul to be seen on the streets, let alone any news about Snowstorm City.

Sheng He withdrew his gaze and, leaning against Ao Shuang, left Yunluo City step by step.

The cold wind blew in her face, as if piercing into Sheng He's bones, freezing the blood in her body. Her body had not fully recovered, and when the cold wind blew, she felt a large amount of warm liquid surge into her throat.

"puff!"

Sheng He vomited a mouthful of blood, the glaring red falling onto the white snow like a blooming red flower.

She wiped her mouth, then her legs suddenly gave way and she collapsed onto the snow, while Ao Shuang sank into the deep snow as well.

Sheng He raised her frozen right hand and took out the Fire Pearl and the thick coat the old man had given her from her storage ring.

With the Fire Pearl, she finally felt a little warmer. Sheng He put on the thick coat. The black coat looked ordinary, but it inexplicably protected her from the wind and snow.

As she gradually warmed up, Sheng He picked up Ao Shuang and trudged forward, her steps uneven. She couldn't find Fengxue City, and her compass was useless, the needle swaying wildly, making it impossible to tell which way to go. Now she could only rely on her intuition to move forward.

She walked for a long time, but all she could see was a vast expanse of white. Large snowflakes, like willow catkins, were falling in abundance, and the howling wind kept brushing past her ears.

The further you go, the colder it gets.

It felt like a large hole had been torn open in her dantian, and cold wind kept pouring in. The Fire Pearl and the thick coat seemed to have lost their effect. Even when she placed the Fire Pearl on her lower abdomen, it was no use, and her body was still extremely cold.

Sheng He belatedly realized that she must have been injured.

She should leave immediately to heal her wounds and then come back to find Snowstorm City once she is fully recovered.

But his limbs became increasingly stiff, and his mind became increasingly dizzy. A violent wave of dizziness hit him, and Sheng He collapsed onto the snow, completely losing consciousness.

……

"Lord of the City, you've arrived!"

"This little girl is fine. She just had a knife wound in her lower abdomen that wasn't treated, and then she got chilled outside, so she developed a high fever and fainted. She'll wake up in a little while."

"No, no, please come in and take a look. I still need to cook for the children!"

"Lord of the City, you are such a kind person!"

Sheng He groggily opened his eyes and saw a woman standing at the door holding a blood-stained robe, seemingly talking to someone.

The woman turned and glanced at her, then immediately smiled: "Lord City Lord, look, she's awake, isn't she? Now you don't have to worry anymore, right?"

"Lord, I'm making roast chicken later. Why don't you come to my house for dinner? My grandson has been asking for it for ages."

"Hey! Hey! I'll be waiting for you!"

After the woman finished speaking, she happily went out with her clothes in her arms.

Sheng He subconsciously looked down at herself. She had changed into a clean set of linen clothes at some point, and the clothes seemed to have a faint scent of soap. Her lower abdomen was wrapped with layers of white gauze.

Her storage ring and storage bag were placed quietly beside her pillow.

"you're awake?"

The man emerged from the shadows, and Sheng He finally saw his face clearly.

It was a man, very tall and looking very young, with a thin scar at the corner of his eye, but his hair was already gray, and he was wearing a black cloak.

He walked over to Sheng He, reached out his large, warm hand to feel Sheng He's forehead, and smiled, "Not bad, the fever has gone down. How are you feeling now? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

The city lord's voice was gentle, and he had a faint smile on his face.

"I'm alright. Where am I? Did you save me?"

"This is Snow City. It was Grandma who saved you. She was on her way to find her grandson when she accidentally discovered you collapsed in the snow."

"Thank you so much, Grandma and the City Lord, for saving my life. I am truly grateful and have no way to repay your kindness!"

Sheng He struggled to get out of bed, but the city lord grabbed her and shoved her back into the covers.

“You’re just a young girl, why are you talking about repaying kindness? Grandma only helped you by doing nothing, you don’t need to worry about it.”

The city lord smiled and stroked Sheng He's hair, his eyes filled with nostalgia: "I have a daughter who is about your age. She is not as sensible as you. She spends all day playing with cats and walking dogs, which is quite annoying."

The city lord stopped talking abruptly, withdrew his hand, and smiled, "Alright, it's good that you're alright. Grandma will be making roast chicken later. If you feel better, get out of bed and walk around."

"Thank you, Lord City Lord."

The city lord waved his hand and walked out.

Seeing that the city lord had completely left, Sheng He finally got up and walked to the window.

The house is on the second floor. The weather is great today. Looking up from upstairs, there is not a trace of snow on either side of the street. People come and go, and vendors call out their wares from time to time. It looks very lively.

Until the city lord came downstairs.

As soon as the city lord appeared, a small disturbance broke out in the originally bustling and orderly street, with many residents running forward to surround him.

"Lord, may I take these fruits home for you to eat?"

"Lord, would you like to come to my house for dinner today? I've made roast pork!"

"Lord, thank you so much for saving my son's life. I have nothing to thank you for, but you must accept these fish!"

The city lord smiled and accepted the gifts from the residents one by one, then chatted with them on the street.

The city lord seemed to know everything: which neighbor raised chickens, which neighbor lost a dog, which family's child was sick, and which family was expecting a new member.

Until an old woman carrying a child came staggering from afar, she saw the city lord as if she had seen a lifeline, and the surrounding crowd made way for her.

She knelt down before the city lord with a thud, raised the child in her arms and offered it to him reverently, pleading:

"Lord of the city, my little granddaughter has a high fever. Please, I beg you, save her! Her parents are both dead, and she's all I have left!"

The old woman cried uncontrollably, and the people around her offered their comfort.

"Aunt Liu, don't worry, the city lord will definitely save this child!"

"Yes, the city lord is kind-hearted, your granddaughter will definitely be alright."

The city lord took the child from the old man's hands and then personally helped the old man up.

He stretched out his large palm and placed it on the head of the swaddled child, and a pale golden spiritual energy flowed continuously from his palm into the child's body.

After a short while, the child's complexion returned to normal.

Sheng He unconsciously touched the top of her head. Was she also cured in this way?

The city lord handed the child to the old man, and what followed was another scene of gratitude.

Sheng He stared at the benevolent smile on the city lord's face, then looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, and chuckled softly.

Is this the Snow City?