Yuan Mo swallowed a Fire Spirit Pill, and the cold in his body was instantly relieved. He dragged Cheng He's body to a dark corner behind the second step, slightly lifted it, and threw Cheng He into the air.

"Brother Yuan... you want to kill me!" Cheng He's voice screamed in mid-air.

"You won't die; there's an ice slide below. It'll be quick; I'm coming!"

Yuan Mo shivered again as he descended the ice step, feeling colder as he walked deeper into the ice cave. He was only at the basic Qi Cultivation stage now, and it was unlikely for him to improve his cultivation in the future.

As he leaped down, he suddenly felt like he was in a rapid free fall. He thought to himself, hoping it wasn't a trick, that this wasn't a ten-thousand-foot deep abyss?

When his body touched solid ground again, he felt slightly more at ease.

Cheng He and Yuan Mo slid down from several hundred feet high, even reaching Emperor Mountain's subterranean level. By then, Cheng He was already knocked unconscious, while Yuan Mo climbed up, shivering all over.

"Here... It's so cold, how... how do we manage things?" Yuan Mo glanced around. The light was dim, with only a few ice patches emitting a faint white glow.

"Brother, I'm... I'm going to freeze to death..."

Almost the instant Cheng He said this, his body began to be enveloped in mist, turning into a large ice block before Yuan Mo's eyes.

"Useless... useless fool..."

Yuan Mo cursed Cheng He, but if he hadn't had the Fire Spirit Pill to maintain his body temperature, he would be worse off than Cheng He. The temperature here was nearly seventy or eighty degrees below zero. Yuan Mo nearly exhausted all his spiritual energy to resist the cold using the Fire Spirit Pill.

Looking in the direction, he saw a woman painfully screaming—that was Yun Zhao. He had seen her from a distance a few times, absolutely proud and icy, as beautiful as an immortal, with ethereal aura, of unparalleled talent, making all male disciples of Emperor Sect dare not look directly nor aspire to her.

"Such a beautiful, powerful woman, still Ye Fan's woman... today... falls into my hands... ugh..."

Yuan Mo couldn't help but drool, his lower part fiercely heating up.

He jumped excitedly while heading inside, attempting to open the ice cave's lowest door, but only having a vague idea of how, his efforts proved unsuccessful initially.

"Who are you?" Li Zhaojun had already noticed the intruder, vaguely guessing this was who Qing Lian had sought, yet she remained uncertain.

"Beautiful lady... your man injured me... today I come... to reclaim... reclaim dignity from you..." Yuan Mo stood at the ice cave entrance, trembling all over as he spoke.

At this moment, Li Zhaojun bit her teeth tightly, recalling what happened in the hall yesterday. She guessed this was the grandson Elder Yuan mentioned was injured by Ye Fan.

"Master, how could you do this to me? Do you care nothing for the bond between master and disciple?"

Li Zhaojun's tears streamed down her cheeks. She never thought her revered master would not only truly send someone but the "cripple" injured by Ye Fan, seemingly intending to make her and Ye Fan suffer for a lifetime.

Yuan Mo continued trying to open the ice cave, but his body began to freeze.

"This is not good..." Yuan Mo hurriedly swallowed a second Fire Spirit Pill. The two pills collided within him, but fortunately, the ice on his body stopped forming.

Just as he was about to reach out to open the mechanism, it finally opened. Li Zhaojun was right before him, and he could no longer resist lunging forward.

"Don't come over!" Li Zhaojun shouted.

Yuan Mo grinned lasciviously, rubbing his hands eagerly and arrogantly said, "Ha ha, not coming? Then how will I be your husband, be your first man? Ha ha, even Ye Fan hasn't had you; today, you belong to me. From now on, you'll be my cultivation tool, and I'll have that old hag Qing Lian gift you to me, for me to slowly practice. With you, my cultivation can return to its previous state, and I can reach the Golden Core Stage. You'll be my slave-girl forever!"

Yuan Mo wanted to move forward but found that the Qiankun Lock was indeed troublesome; though the iron lock tightly bound Li Zhaojun, it wasn't easy to manage.

"Ye Fan, oh Ye Fan, you injured me! No more women cultivators for me to use as cauldrons. Today, I will destroy your woman, making you understand the price of wounding me!"

Speaking thus, Yuan Mo had already lunged towards Li Zhaojun.

Li Zhaojun could not understand why her master Qing Lian would send someone to ruin her purity, and she grew furiously wounded and hurt to the extreme.

"Why?!" She shouted in agony, simultaneously unleashing all her pure Yin extreme cold spiritual energy.

Countless white rays, as dazzling bright as a nova explosion, burst forth, as her spiritual energy erupted in an instant. As it emerged from her body, the temperature plummeted by dozens of degrees.

Yuan Mo's hand hadn't yet reached Li Zhaojun before his body instantly froze, massive vapor enveloped him, and seemingly in a blink, he was buried in a giant ice block, becoming an ice sculpture.

...

At the cave entrance, Qing Lian led Ye Fan and Wu Ding down towards the lower level of the millennium ice cave.

Wu Ding assessed the stone walls and said, "I didn't expect Emperor Mountain to hide such a cave here. It seems this was prepared to evade disaster. Brother, do you feel cold? I have Pu Tuo Pill; consume it for relief."

Though Ye Fan felt cold, he was after all at Golden Core Stage; his spiritual energy now impaired in circulation but resisting the cold was not too difficult.

After taking the Pu Tuo Pill offered by Wu Ding, his body filled with warmth. He couldn't help wanting to ask Wu Ding what this was, but Wu Ding enigmatically smiled at him.

Qing Lian led the way ahead, passing the second step where the temperature again dropped. By then, Ye Fan was still very composed, as for Body Integration Realm Wu Ding, he wouldn't keep this little cold in mind.

"Where are they?" Wu Ding coldly questioned.

"Just below... ah!" Qing Lian suddenly exclaimed. As Wu Ding was about to protect Ye Fan, a spatial discontinuity appeared instantly, tons of millennium ice fell, directly blocking Wu Ding's path to rescue Ye Fan. Qing Lian grabbed Ye Fan, swiftly descending from the high altitude. During the descent, Wu Ding could well control the falling speed, allowing for a steady landing despite the absence of a slide.

"Qing Lian master aunt, why are you doing this?" Ye Fan exclaimed in shock while falling.

Upon landing, before Ye Fan could stabilize himself, Qing Lian had already made a gesture, pulling out a golden circle from her storage bracelet and securely trapping Ye Fan within it. Ye Fan was immediately confined, unable to move at all.

"Qing Lian master aunt, you are..." Ye Fan shouted, both surprised and enraged.

The next moment, he noticed an ice block lying on the ground, then a frozen ice sculpture ahead, as well as a stunningly beautiful silhouette—Li Zhaojun!

But she, too, was locked, unable to move.

The two ice sculptures were Yuan Mo and Cheng He, both of whom he had injured. Now they appeared before Li Zhaojun, Yuan Mo alarmingly close to touching Li Zhaojun's body.

"Zhao Jun?" Ye Fan couldn't help calling out to Li Zhaojun.

Hearing the voice, Li Zhaojun opened her eyes. The first sight was the silhouette she deeply cherished and was most concerned about in her heart, making her tears fall uncontrollably: "Ye Fan?"

She struggled intensely but the Qiankun Lock tightly bound her delicate body, rendering her immobile.

"Useless things!" Qing Lian angrily overlooked the two ice lumps. She released two streams of spiritual energy, melting their ice blocks.

Yuan Mo and Cheng He felt warmth return to their bodies, though their energy hadn't recovered, and they couldn't stand.

Ye Fan's gaze moved from Li Zhaojun and turned, fiercely questioning Qing Lian: "Is this what you meant by bringing me to see Zhao Jun?"

As he questioned, his tiger eyes flashed with a startlingly intense chill.

That gaze was truly terrifying; Qing Lian couldn't help but flinch, reflexively taking a small step back.

Yet she quickly realized Ye Fan was merely a lamb to be slaughtered.

She straightened, raising her face in disdain and sneer, venomously chuckling, "Otherwise what?! She is my disciple; one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a mother. If she's not promising, I'll ruin her!"

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