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On the Northern Extreme Icefield, a woman as cold as ice was engaged in a fierce battle with a tattered old man. The woman's expression was resolute, her swordsmanship profound, and her movements graceful. In contrast, the old man fought with an intensity that was strikingly powerful; every move he made was flawless and without a hint of weakness, suggesting he was slightly superior to her. Yet, his face was filled with anger as he shouted, "Old woman, if you have the guts, fight me at my level! Taking advantage of my weakened state to let your disciple practice on me—don't you think that's shameless?"
After the old man finished his tirade, a woman in black emerged from a cave, equally cold in demeanor. Her voice was even chillier: "Qingxue, he is the weakest of the Bamboo Gate Ancestors from three thousand four hundred years ago. How could you have fought him for so long?"
The speaker was none other than the Ice Snow Consort, while the woman battling the old man was Yu Qingsnow.
Three days prior, the Bamboo Gate Ancestor had awakened from his slumber, intending to absorb the life essence of all the snow weasels, polar bears, and ginseng hidden within a hundred miles of ice and snow. The Ice Snow Consort had suddenly opened her eyes during her seclusion and looked towards where the Bamboo Gate Ancestor was located. He too sensed a powerful opponent scanning him.
However, the Zhu Men Ancestor paid it no mind and continued to frantically absorb the life essence within a hundred miles. He was the founder of the Bamboo Gate sect over three thousand years ago, possessing an exceptional cultivation method and having comprehended the way of bamboo from observing nature's growth. In a bamboo forest, he would be an invincible presence.
But clearly, this was the Glacial Plain, not a bamboo grove.
"You don't know what's good for you after receiving a warning," came the Ice Snow Consort's indifferent voice.
"Hmph! Little girl, I just woke up after sleeping for over three thousand years. Don't disturb my meditation; otherwise, you'll regret it later," the Bamboo Gate Ancestor leered.
The Ice Snow Consort had been in seclusion for a century and had reached Great Perfection in the Transcendence Stage. As the ruler of the Northern Icefield, anyone who knew her—regardless of their cultivation level or status—would not dare to disrespect her. She rarely engaged with worldly matters, but those familiar with her were aware of an extraordinary love story from hundreds of years ago.
The Saint of Medical Arts in the cultivation world was none other than the Ice Snow Consort's lover. Some said that the Divine Healer transcended Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to the celestial realm; others claimed that knowing he would struggle through Heavenly Tribulation, he left without telling her to transcend it alone.
The Ice Snow Consort had been merely at the Great Ascension stage when she learned about the Divine Healer's transcendence. In a frenzy, she sought out his location in this Northern Icefield but found no traces of any Heavenly Tribulation that could have claimed him.
She knew that regardless of whether the Transcend Tribulation was successful or not, there should be traces of the thunder tribulation. The Ice Snow Consort frantically searched for any signs of the Divine Healer, but she couldn't even find a scrap of clothing.
All she could vaguely sense was that the air nearby still carried the lingering aura of the Divine Healer. That aura captivated her, just as it had when she first became a disciple of the Divine Healer, enchanted and delighted by the presence of that scholarly-looking man.
Afterward, the Ice Snow Consort became increasingly infatuated with the Divine Healer, while he never revealed his feelings.
Then came the Divine Monkey, and for five hundred years, no one could Transcend Tribulation.
However, in those days, Sun Daoren walked among mortals and was friends with the Ice Snow Consort. Many older cultivators had long suspected a significant connection between Sun Daoren and the Divine Monkey.
Ultimately, the Ice Snow Consort did not Transcend Tribulation, even though her cultivation had reached an insurmountable height. She waited obsessively for hundreds of years, sharing a fate similar to that of Zhongzhou's foremost figure, the Consort of Rain.
In the extreme north of the Northern Icefield, where it was perpetually frigid, temperatures were low enough to freeze cultivators at the Divine Transformation Stage. This region naturally contained ice and snow Spirit Energy that invaded a cultivator's meridians.
The Ice Snow Consort was deeply infatuated with the Divine Healer and never allowed outsiders to disturb her secluded practice in the extreme north. She forbade anyone from stepping onto this sacred ground imbued with the essence of the Divine Healer.
Within this sacred land grew many hardy herbs and creatures unafraid of the cold. The Ice Snow Consort often came here to gather herbs with the Divine Healer. She cherished everything associated with him and deemed these things as belonging to him. Thus, as the domain lord, she declared this place a forbidden zone.
After declaring it forbidden, no one dared to gather herbs here anymore. Only a few leaders from Hidden Gate would occasionally visit her to request herbs. Unlike the unpredictable Consort of Rain, the Ice Snow Consort did not refuse reasonable requests from others. However, those who wished to gather herbs had to pay a price. She missed the Divine Healer day and night and regarded his belongings as treasures. Yet remembering how he once helped others made her allow some people to gather herbs for healing purposes. Sometimes, when cultivators came without notifying her, she would turn a blind eye.
Three days ago, a sudden massive fluctuation awakened the Ice Snow Consort from her meditation. She discovered that the life essence of those resilient herbs and spirit beasts in the extreme north was rapidly evaporating. With her powerful Divine Sense, she immediately detected a Tribulation Period expert nearby; however, strangely enough, that person appeared to be on their last legs. She warned the old man not to continue harming her spirit herbs and beasts, but unexpectedly he remained oblivious and spoke rudely.
At that same moment, through her Divine Sense, she sensed someone awakening from over a hundred miles away—also a Tribulation Period expert—and similarly nearing death. Having cultivated alongside the Divine Healer since childhood, she had certainly heard tales of the King of Participation Becomes a Saint and Heavenly Herb Immortal.
Thus, the Ice Snow Consort brought Yu Qingsnow along and first sought out the Bamboo Gate Ancestor. Taking advantage of the fact that the Bamboo Gate Ancestor had not yet regained his strength, she suppressed his cultivation to the Dao Fruit Stage, allowing Yu Qingsnow to practice.
Afterward, the Ice Snow Consort traveled to various places, capturing all the ancient beings that had awakened in the Extreme North and throwing them all before Yu Qingsnow.
"First, kill the weakest, Bamboo Gate Ancestor. After that, deal with them one by one. These people deserve to die. Now that they have awakened, the Five Elements Continent will undoubtedly face an unprecedented disaster. It is time for me to visit Zhongzhou as well. Tomorrow, I will head to Falling Flower Valley to see Consort Yu." With that, the Ice Snow Consort turned and entered the ice cave.
"Who are you? This Extreme North Ice Domain is our cultivation cave from our past lives. You have intruded upon our territory. If my Sect brothers find out, you will surely die," shouted a Taoist priest in tattered robes.
"Yes, if you have the ability, wait until I recover and we can fight fairly!" said another elder dressed in black robes.
The Ice Snow Consort scoffed, not taking their words to heart.
"Qingxue, King of Participation Becomes a Saint, Heavenly Herb Immortal—your beloved Zhao Yang must be among those followers of the Ginseng King. Even if he isn't, that brat will definitely snatch him away. If you don't kill them, they will come after your beloved. You decide what to do."
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