Clark's eyes fell upon an island that was medium-sized and extremely icy. It was strange; it was winter, but only this island among all those islands was covered in snow.

This piqued Clark's interest even more.

Someone had landed quietly on the ground, like a spear in the sky.

Clark!!!!

Before him was the entrance to the massive icy plain.

From the doorway, a cold aura flowed out madly, carrying a chilling killing intent.

Clark was puzzled.

• "Who could emit such killing intent? Are they mad or engaged in a battle? My curiosity has truly increased."

Clark advanced and entered the doorway. It wasn't straight; it was winding, and sometimes he had to jump upwards. Its design was odd.

Clark progressed quite far until he arrived.

He felt the cold killing intent, and the cold air emanating from the aura slapped his face.

But he advanced; he feared nothing.

Clark placed his hands on the wall. The path curved to the right.

As soon as he placed his hand... he saw a woman squatting before a dead body. She was the one emitting the killing intent.

Few humans could emit such intent. There were even Extreme Movements that made the aura terrifying, and this girl might be using one, or it might be natural to her.

The girl turned to see who had entered.

She stood up slowly.

Her right cheek had bloodstains—not her own blood, but that of her slain enemy.

In her hand was a thin ice sword, connected to her hand, meaning she was using an Extreme Movement from the Ice Path.

But she was terrifyingly beautiful.

Her elegant, slender nose bridge, and the lines of her face were beyond description.

Her hands were like jade, and her legs were the same—slender and smooth with a wondrous softness.

Her eyes were pale blue, and her cheeks carried the same expression: a cold, pale gaze.

Her waist was astonishingly slender, and her chest was difficult to contain, even though she wore a loose white robe; her charms were dazzling.

Her hair was white like snow, white and shining like a moonlit sky, and her skin was extremely white like snow.

If Clark could describe her breathtaking beauty, she was like the moon on a stunning full moon night.

This was a beauty beyond description, something humans were incapable of capturing in words.

But what showed on Clark's face was a cold and calm expression.

• "Do you stare at me like this? If you want to die, step forward."

Clark was surprised by her hostility.

But he calmed down and said:

• "Calm down. I'm not here to fight, and I have no relation to this dead person. You could say I'm just passing by."

The lady was surprised.

• "Do you take me for a fool? What is your purpose? Describe it precisely so I know why I should kill you now."

Clark sighed. This girl was frighteningly bloodthirsty.

• "Calm down. If a fight breaks out between us now, I expect you can guess what will happen."

• "You wouldn't want many people to witness and accidentally discover your secret."

• "Take things slowly."

The girl's gaze was full of caution and rejection.

Clark tried to change the subject.

• "Listen, my name is Zu Long. I didn't come to cause trouble; I'm just a traveler. May I know the lady's name?"

The girl sighed, then replied:

• "My name is Mi Bai."

Clark smiled broadly and stepped towards her. The girl was gripping her sword tightly, ready for any situation.

• "Pleased to meet you, Lady Mi Bai."

• "You can trust me. May I follow you? I saw your home."

Mi Bai was shocked.

• "How did you know???"

Clark laughed and answered:

• "Because I saw you defending it desperately. People defend three things: their honor, their origins, and their home!"

• "If I'm wrong about the home, then perhaps honor isn't out of the question. Maybe something happened that made you kill this man in defense of your honor."

• "Or perhaps you killed him defending your origins—maybe it's an inheritance or a mountain full of treasures that produces many resources. Choose one."

She placed the sword under Clark's chin.

He felt the cold, but he didn't move; he showed no trace of fear. In fact...

She felt a bit of respect for Clark.

• "You have some manliness."

Clark smiled.

• "Few have said that. Perhaps my stereotypical image is bad. Hahahahaha."

It was clear Clark was trying to win her over, even starting to crack jokes.

The sword dissipated from Mi Bai's hand.

She gave Clark a faint smile and said:

• "Yes, this is my home, and there have been many intruders."

Clark felt this was his opportunity!!! And he might need to offer a favor.

• "Alright, then I'll help you protect it. What do you think?"

The sword returned to her hand, and she pointed it at Clark's neck, even giving him a slight cut.

The other man showed no fear; his empty, dark gaze still marked his face.

• "What do you want? Tell me your secret."

Clark laughed.

• "I have no secrets. I was going with someone to get some refinement techniques, nothing more. While the other was searching for someone."

• "I was just wandering around, nothing more."

• "I understand your hardship; we all suffer these problems as isolated cultivators."

• "I have no clan, no family, only myself."

• "So, I want to offer help as a fellow isolated cultivator."

His tongue was cunning, and he knew how to hide suspicions. In truth, Clark did want to see what she was hiding, and that was what he lied about. He certainly didn't want to offer help for free.

As for finding the place by pure coincidence, he didn't lie.

Mi Bai calmed down again and dissipated the sword.

She looked into Clark's empty eyes and said:

• "Perhaps you're not truly evil!!! And you're brave, unafraid of death."

Clark looked coldly; the words were strange. Clark felt he had heard this before, but he preferred to remain silent as the other continued:

• "Alright, before we go, I will make a covenant with you."

The covenant stipulated that Clark would not stab her in the back or do anything to harm her.

And the secret Clark would see, he would take to his grave and not tell anyone, no matter who.

And the last part was from Clark: that he would help her and not leave without offering assistance.

Mi Bai was surprised; she genuinely felt Clark was kind.

But he was a cunning old fox, possessing vast life experiences beyond description, even skilled in methods of seduction and manipulation, describing himself as if he were a Venerable in such arts.

The two proceeded along a flat icy path.

The entire road was without any turns or obstacles.

After a long journey, the two arrived.

Clark was stunned! It was a sky island inside a cave located on an island.

• "What is this strange design?"

Clark was astonished. The Immortal Unconsciousness and Sky Islands were celestial realms isolated from heaven and earth, with their own weather, sky, and land.

But those at the level of lone Saints and Venerables possessed Sky Islands, besides Saints... but what Saint was this?

Clark was baffled.

But Mi Bai was merely a sixth-rank ordinary Immortal Refiner, nothing more. Yet her aura was strange, excessively extreme.

Although it was icy outside, the Sky Island was bright and filled with misty atmospheres, earth, and an internal sea. The scene was breathtaking.

But what shocked Clark the most was what he saw:

Nymphs!!!

Clark's feelings were strange, perhaps mixed with a peculiar nostalgia for something. He didn't know.

But Mi Bai was smiling as if she had returned to her homeland.

Several nymphs emerged from the water; they were playing with a small sea ball, enjoying themselves and laughing.

They soon turned and saw Mi Bai.

• "Ah, Sister Mi Bai, you're back!"

Everyone rushed to greet her, hugging her and laughing together.

Everyone turned to see the strange guest who had come with their sister Mi Bai.

Soon, Mi Bai spoke:

• "This is my guest, Zu Long. He is a good person."

She looked at Clark; she was surprised: Clark was smiling!!!

• "What's with you? Smiling?!"

Clark touched his face; even he was stunned.

• "What's wrong with me? Why am I smiling?"

Mao Hua spoke after a long silence, mocking Clark:

• "What's wrong with you, fool? Did you remember something?"

Clark was overwhelmed with shock and confusion: What was wrong with him? Had he lost his composure? Did a foolish memory and stupid nostalgia make him like this?

Clark composed himself and said:

• "Hahahahaha, it's just that the place is beautiful and enchanting."

Mi Bai smiled:

• "Then you can consider this place your home until you leave."

Clark sighed and said:

• "Since it's your invitation, I will accept it with an open heart."

Clark proceeded with the nymphs; they were generous with their hospitality and happy to see a good human besides Mi Bai.

Clark wasn't good; it was just an image he created after meeting Mi Bai.

But what preoccupied his mind the most was: What is the secret of this place? And who exactly is Mi Bai? And why are nymphs in a place outside their original habitat!!!

To be continued...

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