Chapter 1 Bibi Dong Abandons the Far North! The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress.
In the far north, the wind and snow are like knives.
Amidst the swirling snowflakes, a solitary figure stood alone.
She held a baby in her arms, her long purple hair fluttering slightly in the wind, standing out starkly against the pure white world.
Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall.
She was beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, and even in this desperate situation, her beauty remained undiminished. However, her exquisite face was devoid of any expression, only deathly stillness.
The baby in her arms seemed to sense something and stirred restlessly.
Sudden.
A slender, fair hand, yet possessing terrifying power, gripped the baby's fragile neck.
The force was gradually tightening.
This is her son.
It was also the bastard child left behind by that beast, Qian Xunji.
Bibi Dong's eyes were a mixture of love and hate, but in the end, only a chilling coldness remained.
She hates it!
She hated the man who ruined her life.
But she is only twenty years old and merely a Soul Saint. How can she possibly take revenge on the high and mighty Pope?
Feeling powerless, she transferred all her hatred onto this innocent baby.
...
Lan opened her eyes.
A feeling of suffocation surged up instantly, and the air in my lungs was being drawn away little by little.
He saw a face, a face that could drive any man in the world mad, yet now it carried the madness to destroy everything.
It was his mother, Bibi Dong.
Lan felt completely at peace.
In his past life, he was a top assassin who walked in the shadows.
In this life, he became the son of Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and the younger brother of Qian Renxue, the future angel deity.
He thought it was a perfect start, and that he would smoothly inherit the Spirit Hall, enjoy the company of beautiful women, and wield power over the world.
Unexpectedly, the game started in hell.
At birth, Bibi Dong insisted on giving birth alone. After giving birth to twins, she hid Lan using a secret technique and used the girl Qian Renxue to deceive Qian Xunji.
Then find an excuse to relax and unwind, and take yourself away from the world.
His own biological mother had secretly brought him to this far north, intending to end his life herself.
A barely perceptible curve seemed to appear at the corner of Lan's mouth.
Even tigers don't eat their cubs.
Human nature is indeed darker and uglier than even the most venomous soul beast.
...
That's enough.
The warm touch from her fingertips and the baby's clear yet unwavering eyes sent a shiver down Bibi Dong's spine.
The hand that was choking him finally loosened its grip.
"Cough...cough..."
As fresh, cold air filled her lungs, Lan let out a cough, a sound that was typical of an infant.
"I'll leave you to fend for yourself in this far north."
Bibi Dong's voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed as if it could be blown away by the wind and snow at any moment.
"Anyway, apart from me, no one in the Spirit Hall knows of your existence."
After saying that, she gently placed the swaddled baby on the snow.
He turned and left.
Without a trace of lingering affection, without the slightest thought of looking back.
...
It's so cold.
Lan felt her body temperature being rapidly drained away.
Although his training in his previous life gave him an extremely high tolerance for the cold, it was ultimately no match for the body of this infant who was only a few months old.
Moreover, in this icy and snowy landscape, there seemed to be a strange force constantly eroding his vitality.
Lan's consciousness began to blur.
But his mind was clearer than ever before.
The heavens are fifty in number, but one of them is lost.
There is always a glimmer of hope in everything in the world.
Lan slowly closed her eyes, and the incantation that had been engraved deep in her soul in her previous life flowed in her heart.
The Purification of Mind.
A supplementary cultivation technique used in his previous life to suppress his endless killing intent and guard his true nature.
But it is also a true method of spiritual practice.
Lan's thoughts began to circulate in accordance with the profound incantation.
"If the heart is pure as ice, one will not be alarmed even if the sky falls."
"All things are silent, only my heart resounds."
"Transform killing intent into sharpness, and coldness into spirit."
"Follow the natural way, guard my true spirit."
"To absorb the mysterious ice of heaven and earth and forge an indestructible body."
"Drawing in wind and snow from all directions to refine an immaculate body."
"Life flows and cycles endlessly."
"My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven and earth!"
The profound incantation flowed through Lan's heart, and the extremely cold power that eroded his bones was drawn by this thought, transforming into streams of pure warmth that flowed into his small limbs and bones.
The flame of life, which was about to be extinguished, was not put out by the wind and snow. Instead, it burned brighter and brighter in this desperate situation in an incredible way.
...
Deep within the core of the far north, in a palace forged from millennia-old ice.
"How boring..."
A slightly lazy and irritable voice rang out.
The speaker was a woman with long, dark green hair that reached her waist. Her face was stunningly beautiful, yet carried a hint of evil. Her lower body was not legs, but a massive scorpion tail covered in emerald green armor, exuding a wild and powerful aura.
Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, Ice Emperor.
She was idly tapping the ice surface with the tip of her scorpion tail, making a "tap-tap" sound.
Suddenly, she froze, as if she had sensed something.
"Um?"
A hint of curiosity flashed in Hyotei's emerald eyes.
Immediately, as if she had discovered some unparalleled toy, an excited look appeared on her face, and her massive body transformed into a blur as she rushed out of the palace.
"Xue'er! Xue'er! Come and see!"
Before he arrived, his voice preceded his arrival, and the boastful tone made no attempt to conceal its intention to present something of value.
...
A woman sat regally on the throne in the palace.
She wore a pure white dress, spotless, with skin as white as snow, beautiful features, and long, snow-white hair that reached the ground, making her seem to blend into this icy world.
Snow Emperor.
The leader of the three great kings of the far north, the true king of the snow.
Hearing Hyotei's loud and boisterous voice, she slowly opened her eyes, a hint of helplessness flashing in her pale blue eyes.
His cultivation was interrupted once again.
"Bing'er, what's wrong? Why are you so panicked?"
Her voice was clear and cold like snow, yet it carried a hint of doting affection.
"Look over there!"
Hyotei stretched out his slender fingers, pointing towards the distant depths of the snowstorm.
Xue Di looked in the direction she pointed, her clear, cold gaze piercing through layers of wind and snow.
The next moment, even she, with her usually calm and composed face, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.
Amidst the swirling snow, a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes lay quietly on the snow.
He didn't cry or make a scene.
Even more strangely, his vitality was not stripped away by the extreme cold, but instead, it was visibly strengthening at a speed that was barely perceptible to the naked eye.
He... seemed to be absorbing the power of ice and snow from this world.
...
Lan's consciousness became increasingly clear.
He could feel his fragile body undergoing a complete transformation.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in his line of sight.
One is a scorpion-tailed, human-bodied, Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion.
The other was a woman with long, snow-white hair, so noble that she was almost too beautiful to look directly at, like an ice goddess descended to earth.
Lan's heart remained completely unmoved.
Can a soul beast take human form?
(End of chapter)