Abyss Walker

Chapter 24 Princess Xueyu

A figure appeared, none other than the fortune teller he had met once before. Yun Muhan lost control and transformed into a dragon, charging towards him.

The fortune teller was handsome, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a face like jade. His lips were slightly upturned below his high nose, revealing a faint smile.

He was dressed in a bright yellow robe, his clothes fluttering, as if he were one with the heavens and earth.

He held a feather fan in his hand, and with a gentle wave, it seemed as if he could control the fate of heaven and earth.

Facing Yun Muhan, who had transformed into a dragon, he remained calm and muttered incantations as a mysterious talisman began to appear in his hand.

"Wind Spirit, Fire Seal, Water Surge, Thunder Roar, Suppress!"

All the talismans emitted a strange light, enveloping Yun Muhan, and the previously out-of-control demonic energy gradually calmed down.

Yun Muhan instantly collapsed to the ground, reverting to human form, and fell into a coma.

The fortune teller immediately went to his side, bent down, and checked his injuries.

He frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "I knew you were destined for a calamity, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon, and it's against him."

After saying that, the fortune teller used his magic to lift Yun Muhan up and fly away into the distance.

Only a body remained at the scene...

Two days later...

Yun Muhan regained consciousness, slowly opened his eyes, and found himself in the water, with demonic energy constantly emanating from his body.

A woman with exquisite features and dressed in very simple clothes slowly walked up to him and began adding mysterious items to the pool.

When the woman saw Yun Muhan open his eyes, she said, "You're awake. Don't be nervous. You'll recover soon."

Yun Muhan's eyes were glazed over: "Thank you, but I don't think I've seen you before? Why did you save me?"

"It wasn't me who saved you, but Brother Fanchen. Once you've recovered, you should go see Brother Fanchen as soon as possible! Master seems a little angry after I brought you back."

"Brother Fanchen? Master? I'll go right now." Yun Muhan tried to get up, but the sharp pain in his body made it impossible for him to stand up. Every movement felt like his internal organs were being torn apart.

You should rest and recover properly!

Then he leaned close to Yun Muhan's ear and whispered, "Never make Master angry. Master's anger is terrifying." After saying that, he was about to get up and leave.

"Wait, what's your name?" Yun Muhan asked urgently.

"I am Illusionary Demon Snow Rain."

"?" Yun Muhan was full of questions, but before he could ask, he fainted again.

"Sigh, looks like that guy still hasn't given up!" The woman said, then turned and left.

The mysterious woman who had been hiding her presence in the sky thought: Am I really that scary? Fine, I have to get rid of this guy, or the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yun Muhan circulated his internal energy in the pool to heal his injuries, and after three days he finally recovered some of his vitality.

Dragging his weakened body, he set off to seek the mortal realm.

When he met Fanchen, Fanchen was deeply worried about this matter.

"Thank you for saving me, Master Fanchen, but my wife..."

Fan Chen comforted her, "When I arrived, your wife had already disappeared. However, judging from the traces at the scene, she was probably taken away by people from the Demon Realm. Her whereabouts are currently unknown, but I doubt they will harm her."

Yun Muhan asked urgently, "Is there any way to find Xi Ling?"

"Not yet, but she should have a way! However, she doesn't seem to like you very much."

"Her? Xueyu's master?"

"Yes, and she is also my adoptive mother. As for the result of our discussion, it is to refuse to provide any assistance to the demon realm." Fan Chen looked helpless.

Yun Muhan's heart sank, and he immediately decided to heal his injuries first before going to find Xi Ling.

However, whenever the night is quiet, he always thinks of Xi Ling, his heart filled with longing and worry.

Despite his utter devastation, Yun Muhan sought out Master Xueyu.

Yun Muhan arrived at the summit of the snow-capped mountain, where the air was bitterly cold. He used his remaining magical power to resist the cold.

An ice palace appeared before him. Yun Muhan took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Inside the ice palace, a woman in blue sat cross-legged, her eyes cold and indifferent, her face completely obscured by a mask.

Yun Muhan pleaded with her to help him find Xi Ling, but the woman remained unmoved.

Yun Muhan: What should we do... Xi Ling...?

Yun Muhan knelt down and expressed his longing for Xi Ling, but the woman remained unmoved and refused to help.

His gaze revealed determination and longing. He faced the woman, his posture upright, like a pine tree standing firm in the wind and snow.

Although Yun Muhan's voice was low, every word was filled with determination and sincerity: "I must become stronger. For Xi Ling, I am willing to pay any price."

The woman gazed silently at Yun Muhan, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes. She saw the flame in Yun Muhan's eyes—a thirst for power, a steadfast determination to protect those he loved.

At that moment, she decided to trust him and pass on her unique skill—the Lingbing Technique—to him.

"The Lingbing Technique is a cultivation method that combines ice elements with internal energy. It can not only enhance your strength, but also make your senses more acute." The woman's voice was calm yet powerful as she began to explain in detail the cultivation methods and key points of the Lingbing Technique.

Yun Muhan listened intently, his memory was astonishing, and he didn't miss a single detail.

His eyes gleamed with a thirst for knowledge, like a parched traveler finding a spring. He knew this was not merely an enhancement of power, but also a passing on of responsibility and mission.

In the days that followed, Yun Muhan devoted himself to rigorous cultivation.

His figure dances in the morning light and sits quietly under the night sky; he never stops, whether under the scorching sun or in the biting cold.

At the same time, they were also inquiring about Xi Ling's whereabouts everywhere, not letting go of any clues.

Yun Muhan found Xueyu's master again.

Before even entering the door, a voice came from inside. "Our fate has run its course, do not entangle us any further," Xueyu's master said coldly.

Yun Muhan was stunned, never expecting things to turn out this way.

"But... I just want to find her." Yun Muhan's voice carried a hint of bitterness.