I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

"Here, if you really want to try it, you might want to take a look at this."

"What is this?"

Gu Yun sat up with a jolt and curiously took the jade slip. It was extremely cold to the touch, as if he were holding a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice.

Ice God's Secret

Mo Qianyan explained softly, "This is a fragment of a scroll that my master found in an ancient ruin when I first entered the Cold Moon Palace. This technique is extremely special; it doesn't cultivate the five elements, but only the pure, extreme cold energy. It is said that if one cultivates it to its full potential, it can even freeze space and the soul."

At this point, Mo Qianyan's eyes held a complex expression, and she shook her head self-deprecatingly:

"Back then, I also cultivated it with great anticipation. But this technique has abnormally high requirements for the purity of spiritual energy. Even in blessed lands like the Cold Moon Palace, the spiritual energy inevitably contains impurities of other attributes."

"I cultivated diligently for three whole years, but only a wisp of ice energy, thinner than a hair, condensed in my meridians. My progress was incredibly slow. In order not to delay my cultivation, I finally had to give up and switch to the orthodox 'Supreme Forgetfulness Sword Dao' of the sect."

Mo Qianyan looked at Gu Yun, a glimmer of hope flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"This 'Ice God Technique' is useless in the outside world, but in this icy domain... perhaps it can have unexpected and miraculous effects. Since you have such divine comprehension, you might as well try to comprehend a bit of it. Even if you can only condense a trace of magic power, it will be enough for you to activate those formations and talismans."

"So it was you who practiced it back then, my wife."

Gu Yun chuckled and unceremoniously placed the jade slip between his eyebrows.

"Buzz!"

A powerful divine sense instantly probed into the jade slip.

The next second, Gu Yun's terrifying comprehension unleashed its power instantly!

Eighty years of lifespan deducted.

The obscure and difficult meridian diagram in Mo Qianyan's eyes was like a holographic projection in Gu Yun's mind, which was quickly disassembled, reassembled, and integrated!

"So that's how it is! This 'Ice God Technique' is a technique that plunders cold energy! Only by forcibly devouring the source of extreme cold in extremely cold places can one forge the true foundation of the Ice God!"

Gu Yun suddenly opened his eyes, a terrifying glint flashing in them.

"Qianyan, protect me!"

Without hesitation, Gu Yun sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he began to operate the Ice God Technique frantically, following its instructions!

"hiss!"

The moment the technique was activated, the ancient, solid ice energy that had been like a dead object suddenly erupted!

Visible blue chill transformed into countless icy blue threads, frantically pouring into his pores!

"Click click click..."

Even Gu Yun's crystal-clear jade bones, tempered by heavenly lightning, were instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost under the impact of this icy aura.

The extreme cold seemed to freeze his blood and soul together!

"Gu Yun!"

Mo Qianyan's expression changed, and she subconsciously wanted to draw her sword to cut off the flow of spiritual energy.

When she was cultivating, she would feel excruciating pain from just inhaling a trace of icy air. Gu Yun's way of absorbing it like a whale is simply courting death!

"Don't move! I can hold on!"

Gu Yun gritted his teeth and let out a low growl.

"The Thirteen Pearls of the Purple Mansion, suppress!"

His brow trembled violently, and an invisible wave erupted from his thirteen perfected Dao foundations.

But this power transformed into an invisible mental millstone, fiercely protecting his heart and consciousness!

At the same time, a miracle occurred!

Gu Yun's dantian, which was originally empty and even forcibly locked by the laws of heaven, actually resonated with this ancient ice energy that was completely different from the spiritual energy in the outside world!

The extremely strong and hot blood and qi of the Great Wilderness Body collided violently with the extremely yin and cold top-grade ice qi introduced by the Ice God Technique within his body!

There was no severed meridians due to qi deviation!

Under the forceful compression of Gu Yun's abnormally strong body, extreme heat and extreme cold actually formed a perfect Tai Chi Yin-Yang millstone!

"boom!"

A muffled thud, audible only to Gu Yun, exploded deep within his dantian.

The raging, azure icy energy, crushed by the Yin-Yang millstone and transformed by the "Ice God Technique," was continuously purified and compressed...

Finally, with a plop, it transformed into a crystal-clear, chilling blue liquid, dripping into his long-parched dantian!

The first drop of liquid spiritual energy!

Then came the second drop, the third drop...

"Splash..."

As the Ice God Technique was operating wildly, the ancient ice within the entire ice cave began to dim at a visible speed, and a massive amount of its essence was forcibly extracted by Gu Yun!

Within his dantian, the dark blue liquid spiritual energy gathered more and more, eventually transforming into a small, icy blue sea of ​​qi!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Mo Qianyan watched from the side, her red lips slightly parted, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

She spent three years cultivating to condense a trace of ice energy, while Gu Yun condensed a substantial liquid spiritual energy in his dantian in less than half an hour.

Moreover, the purity and pressure of this spiritual energy are like that of someone who has cultivated an ice-type technique for nearly a hundred years!

"call"

Gu Yun slowly exhaled a breath of white, cold air.

He opened his eyes, and a faint blue halo now flowed beneath his originally scarlet pupils.

"Crackling and popping..."

Gu Yun stood up from the ice bed and casually stretched his limbs.

The scalding blood and qi of an ancient beast, and the ultimate spiritual power of an ice and snow deity, blended perfectly within his body without conflicting with each other!

Cultivating both the physical body and the Dharma!

Gu Yun looked down at her palm.

A wild, arrogant smile played on his lips, his thoughts barely stirring.

With a soft "poof" sound.

A ball of pure, dark blue ice flame, composed entirely of extremely cold spiritual energy, burned quietly above his palm.

Although it is ice, it emits a terrifying temperature capable of burning away the soul!

"Spiritual energy... I finally have blue!"

Gu Yun was so excited that he roared to the sky, grabbed Mo Qianyan's slender waist with his other hand, and pulled the stunned Ice and Snow Sword Master into his arms.

"Hmm..."

Mo Qianyan was caught off guard by his sudden domineering action, and a blush instantly appeared on her pretty face.

After a long while, Gu Yun reluctantly released her, looked at his wife's somewhat dazed eyes, and laughed triumphantly:

"Qianyan! This isn't just a fragment; it's a peerless divine skill tailor-made for me! In this Ice Soul Secret Realm, given enough time, I can..."

Mo Qianyan took a breath, calming her wildly beating heart, and looked at the leaping ice flame in Gu Yun's palm with a look of wonder in her eyes.

"I never imagined that the Ice God Technique, which I couldn't cultivate back then due to its impure spiritual energy, could produce such miraculous effects in this absolutely pure ice marrow environment, coupled with your savage body as a furnace."

Mo Qianyan stretched out her jade-like hand and gently stroked Gu Yun's face, which shimmered with a deep blue luster. Her cool eyes were filled with pride and tenderness.

"You brute, now not only have you achieved physical sainthood, but you've also replenished your magical power. And if you add to that your belly full of formations and talismans..."

Mo Qianyan's lips curled up slightly, "The cultivation world of Cangbei Spiritual Domain is probably going to be turned upside down because of you."

"Turning the tide is inevitable! But you don't need to be envious, Madam. I will pass on my insights into this cultivation technique to you, so you can avoid taking detours."

Gu Yun waved his hand, and the ghostly blue ice flames in his palm instantly transformed into dozens of complex array runes, weaving and dancing in mid-air—a display of effortless array-setting skills!

Gu Yun swept Mo Qianyan up in his arms and strode toward the ice sculpture bed, his eyes gleaming with the light of a hungry wolf.

"But now... since my wife has bestowed upon me divine power, I must repay her properly!"

"You...you lecher! Put me down in broad daylight..."

"Hehe, there's no day or night in this ice cave! Once the formation is turned off, nobody can see anything!"

The heavy doors of the ice-carved cave slammed shut under the influence of spiritual energy, and the isolation array emitted a layer of eerie blue light, completely isolating the spring scenery inside the cave from the wind and snow outside.

Within the Ice Soul Realm, time flows unnoticed.

With this boundless ice domain as a backing, and with Gu Yun's cultivation theory as guidance, the true power of the "Ice God Technique" was finally revealed in Mo Qianyan, the Ice and Snow Sword Master, to be a force to be reckoned with!

In just half a month, in addition to the original "Supreme Forgetfulness" sword energy, another extremely cold ice god magic power appeared in Mo Qianyan's body.

Inside the ice-sculpted cave, Mo Qianyan sat cross-legged, her entire body enveloped in a layer of almost tangible, ghostly blue ice flames.

Under the tempering of this power, her fair skin and delicate bones became almost transparent, faintly radiating a terrifying pressure that made people want to worship her.

The barrier of the half-step Nascent Soul stage crumbled like thin paper under the impact of this endless icy spiritual energy, leaving only the last layer of paper.

They are only a hair's breadth away from the true Nascent Soul stage!

However, the fact that Mo Qianyan and Gu Yun were able to thrive in this absolute ice domain does not mean that others can endure it as well.

A month later.

At the entrance to the secret realm, on an iceberg, the wind was biting cold.

"Palace Master...this godforsaken place is no place for a human to stay!"

The Third Elder of the Cold Moon Palace was wrapped in thick animal hides, his lips were frozen purple, his eyebrows were covered in ice, and his voice was trembling violently.

Behind her stood over a thousand Cold Moon Palace disciples, shivering from the cold.

"There's nothing here but ice! No spiritual herbs, no earth fire, not even a drop of hot water to drink! We non-ice-type spiritual roots have to expend a lot of true essence every day to resist the cold. This isn't assimilation and transformation; it's practically a death sentence!"

The Third Elder, tears streaming down his face, suddenly knelt before Mo Qianyan: "Palace Master, you and Elder Gu are exceptionally gifted and can endure this hardship. But we disciples cannot! If we continue like this, we will all freeze to death before Blood Fiend Valley even attacks! We beg Palace Master to have mercy and open the gate so we can leave!"

Mo Qianyan, dressed in white, stood in the wind and snow, looking down at the faces below filled with despair, fear, and even a hint of resentment. A deep weariness and heartache flashed in her cold eyes.

She had thought that the entire clan could share joys and sorrows and be reborn from the ashes in this desperate situation.

However, it overestimated the resilience of human nature.

"Outside... the Nascent Soul elder of Blood Fiend Valley might still be searching. If you go out, you'll face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."

Mo Qianyan's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"We'd rather go out and fight the demonic cultivators than wait to die in this ice coffin!"

The Third Elder gritted his teeth, his eyes darting around, before waving his hand.

Several trusted disciples emerged. The eerie blue light emanating from the storage bag was entirely from the ten-thousand-year-old mystic ice they had painstakingly carved from the ground over the past month!

"Palace Master, since we're going to seek a new life outside and rebuild the Cold Moon Palace branch, we'll need some funds. We'll take this ice with us. Consider it severance pay for us unfortunate souls!"

The Third Elder spoke with absolute confidence.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, closed her eyes, and waved her hand: "That's enough. The great formation has been activated, you... take care of yourselves."

The portal flashed, and the Third Elder, leading over a thousand people and a large number of ice monsters, rushed out of the secret realm without looking back.

……

However, once the collapse of people's hearts begins, it's like a flood that has broken its banks, and it can never be stopped.

This extremely harsh and cold environment is devastating to one's Daoist heart.

Another month has passed.

Even the Second Elder couldn't stand it anymore.

"Palace Master, Third Junior Sister is right, there's no way out of here. I must also lead my disciples away!"

This time, the Second Elder went even further.

She not only took away nearly two thousand disciples, but also used large magical artifacts to dig out several small icebergs from the ice field!

In their view, as long as they escaped to Zhongzhou or other spiritual realms with these top-grade ice, they could buy a top-tier blessed land and live comfortably as local patriarchs. Why should they suffer in the cold here?

Mo Qianyan still did not stop them, but simply turned her back to them and remained silent.

Following two major purges.

The once bustling Hanyue Palace, which used to have thousands of people, has become completely deserted.

On the vast, icy plain, the cold wind still blows.

Mo Qianyan stood on the high ice cliff, looking down.

Now, the once vast Cold Moon Palace has only a mere three hundred people left.

These three hundred-odd people were mostly the lowest-ranking and most inconspicuous outer disciples and servants.

They were dressed in thin clothing and sat cross-legged on the ice.

Although their faces were pale from the cold, no one complained. Instead, they gritted their teeth and endured the icy chill.

Gu Yun appeared behind her without her noticing, gently pulling her into his arms from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"What? Even the Ice and Snow Sword Master feels sorry for someone?"

Gu Yun's voice was deep and languid.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Mo Qianyan leaned against Gu Yun's firm chest, her voice revealing a hint of undisguised disappointment.

"I led them away from their hometown, but I couldn't give them a place to settle down and make a living."

"Wrong? Not only are you right, I have to praise you for doing a great job!"

Gu Yun suddenly sneered, his tone full of contempt and domineering.

"The cultivation world is a giant sieve; only the truly valuable survive the test of time!"

Gu Yun stretched out his hand and pointed to the more than three hundred disciples who were persevering below.

"Look at them! These three hundred people have survived the most brutal two months! Look at that little girl who used to only have a mixed fire elemental root, the fire energy in her body has been completely frozen, and a trace of extremely pure mutated ice elemental power has been generated in her meridians! And look at that handyman over there who lost a leg, he didn't utter a single complaint, and now his bones have begun to gleam with the luster of ice jade!"

Gu Yun's eyes blazed with fanaticism: "These three hundred people are the true bloodline of our Cold Moon Palace! Once they've fully assimilated and cultivate the simplified version of the 'Ice God Technique,' even with just three hundred of them, they could sweep aside any sect with a thousand members in the Northern Spiritual Domain!"

As Mo Qianyan listened to Gu Yun's words, the confusion in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sharp sword light.

Gu Yun stared coldly in the direction of the secret realm's exit, as if he could already foresee the fate of those who left.

"The Nascent Soul stage expert from Blood Fiend Valley can't find us, and he's probably turning the entire Northern Spiritual Domain upside down right now!"

Gu Yun sneered repeatedly: "Greed knows no bounds!"

Mo Qianyan gasped in shock upon hearing this.

She turned to look at Gu Yun's handsome, enchanting, and extremely cunning profile, and a sense of peace she had never felt before arose in her heart.

This man, seemingly a reckless brute who only knows how to throw punches, is actually a master strategist who plans a hundred steps ahead. Those who think themselves clever are all within his calculations!

"Alright, forget about those dead people."

Gu Yun scooped Mo Qianyan up in his arms.

"I've been busy for the past month using the Ice God Technique to create ice balls in my dantian. My wife, let's hurry back while the sect is quiet and undisturbed, and help me purify my spiritual energy! I feel that the ice-type Dao foundation in my dantian is about to take shape!"

"You filthy lecher... ugh..."