1548: C1548 Never Forgotten

C1548 Never Forgotten

Right before the middle-aged man found Mu Ruyan and the others.

In the Upper Realm.

Floating Frost Cult.

The snowy mountain was covered in mist. All kinds of beautiful ice crystals could be seen everywhere. Were there any auspicious beasts passing by in the sky? All the pretty female disciples were strolling around the valley. It was a harmonious scene.

At the top of the mountain, in a tall building that was as high as the clouds.

Many elders of the Floating Frost Cult were present. Even the current leader of the Floating Frost Cult, a beautiful woman dressed in palace attire, was rarely present.

The group of women didn't look too good at the moment.

In the direction they were looking at, there was a pale-faced young man who had been indulging himself for a long time. He didn't care about their line of sight at all. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked around casually.

After a long time, he suddenly said:

After a long time, he suddenly said, "All of you intend to let this young master stand just like that?"

"How could that be?"

The beautiful woman squeezed out a smile and hurriedly ordered, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and give this guest a seat!"

Immediately, without even needing a disciple, a few elders sitting at the end of the table hurriedly busied themselves.

The young man quietly waited.

Not long after, the long table, wine, and fruits were filled to the brim. Only then did the young man nod his head in satisfaction and happily lie on the bed.

He held the wine in one hand and the fruit in the other. He looked at the female elders around him, enjoying the wine.

The beautiful woman's face turned dark green. This was the place where the Floating Frost Cult was discussing important matters. This was the first time in history that they had ever met. Someone is so undisciplined here.

However, she did not dare to berate or stop him. She could only endure her anger and wait for a while before forcing a smile.

"I wonder if Young Master has something important to attend to in person?"

As she asked, she had a rough idea of what was going on in her heart. Therefore, she became even more nervous.

The young man acted as if he didn't hear her and didn't reply. After a while, he drank for a while. He frowned and muttered in a low voice:

"That's not right. This Young Master always feels that something is missing."

The beautiful woman was stunned. She carefully looked at the table. Almost all the Floating Frost Cults that could be found around the Floating Frost Cult had been brought here. What was missing?

The young man suddenly slapped his forehead and said happily:

"I remember, I still lack women!"

...

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

After a long while, the beautiful woman in the sky finally suppressed her anger and said coldly, "Young master, I'm afraid that you have misunderstood something. This is the Floating Frost Cult, not a filthy place for pleasure."

The young man still pretended not to hear her. He looked around and suddenly, His eyes lit up as he raised his hand and said,

"You, yes, it's you. Come and drink with me."

The elder who was pointed immediately panicked. He turned his head in a daze and anger and looked at the beautiful woman.

However, the beautiful woman endured it and still nodded towards her in an obscure manner.

There was no other way. This man, the Floating Frost Cult, don't even mention offending him. Even if they could endure it and make him unhappy, a great disaster might befall them.

"Come, drink..."

Hence, a strange scene appeared.

The most important place in the Floating Frost Cult... An elder was drinking with a young man like a woman in a land of smoke.

The other elders could only stare blankly at the scene. Their hearts were filled with anger, but they didn't dare to show it.

After a long time.

The young man was finally unable to handle the alcohol, or perhaps he felt bored. He put down the wine cup and waved his hand to order the elder to leave. The latter seemed to have been granted amnesty and escaped back to his original actions.

At this time, as if he had thought of something, he said to the beautiful woman in the palace dress who was in the lead:

"Right," he said. Just now, you asked me what I'm here for. Right?"

"Do you still want to ask me now?"

In an instant, cold sweat dripped down from the pretty woman's forehead. There was no need to ask anymore. Before she could even ask, the face of the Floating Frost Cult had already vanished. If she continued asking, the Floating Frost Cult would really turn into a place of pleasure. It's...

"It's good that you know what's going on."

The young man finally stopped smiling and coldly glanced at the beautiful woman. Then, he stood up and prepared to leave with his hands behind his back.

Just as the elders and the beautiful woman were secretly rejoicing that the God of Plagues was finally going to leave.

The former stopped and turned back, feeling suspicious. "I heard that the Floating Frost Cult forbids disciples from getting married?"

"Then, what about the elders?"

Hearing this, the elders seemed to have understood something. They all looked at the beautiful elders who were drinking with the young man. Their eyes were filled with mixed emotions and sympathy.

However, the young man ignored all of this. He pointed at the beautiful woman in palace clothes at the very top and said seriously: "This Young Master thinks that you are not bad."

Instantly, it was dead silent.

The whole building was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. After a long time, the beautiful woman in the palace dress could not help but panic. She was really panicking. She tried to suppress her anxiety and said, "Master, you must be joking."

"You are indeed joking. I am just teasing you."

The young man laughed and said. Then, the atmosphere in the building became a little more relaxed. He sneered with disgust and disgust again. "This young master thinks you are old!"

The beautiful woman's aura became sluggish. This time, she was completely unable to endure it. This child had repeatedly teased her. If she could endure it, she would also become angry.

However, the young man had already walked outside while leaving behind a cold voice. "I hope that you really know what's going on. Summon the elders of your sect back. My clan's ancestral land is not something that you all can touch."

"If there is a next time, I will not be interested in your age. However, I have some fun occasions under my name. When the time comes, I will cripple you and throw you in... I think the name of the Sect Leader of the Floating Frost Cult will attract a lot of guests."

Hiss.

Cold sweat instantly flowed down the forehead of the beautiful woman. She couldn't care less about her anger. She sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Where is Elder Mu? Quickly call her back!"

Immediately, an elder rushed out to give the order.

After giving the order, the beautiful woman leaned back in fear and looked in the direction the young man had left in. Her emotions could not help but become complicated.0

She originally thought that martial artists in the lower realms were weak and could be bullied as they pleased. However, today, the beautiful woman recalled that there were still some people in the higher realms who had come from the lower realms.

For example, that young man just now, whose surname was Ji.

One of the nine families of the Zhong Prefecture, the Ji Clan's Ji.

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Thunder Spirit Sect.

In the past, there were mountains and rivers, auspicious clouds were everywhere, and Spiritual Forces were rising. There was a medicinal field halfway up the mountain, and the spiritual herbs in the fields could be used by all the sect disciples.

It was a utopia.

Today, however, the Thunder Spirit Sect was somewhat different.

The herbal field at the waist of the mountain was burned by a fire. Not a single blade of grass was left behind...

At the foot of the mountain, a robust young man with an open upper body held a red-crowned crane leg in one hand. The leg was cooked, and the other hand held a spiritual herb that came from the mountainside. He swallowed it whole and threw it into his mouth.

Beside the big rock that he was sitting on, some of the disciples who used to call themselves the Proud Son of Heaven of the Thunder Spirit Sect were now bruised all over. They were trembling in fear and didn't dare to raise their heads.

After a long while, the burly young man had his fill. He patted his hands and swept his gaze over the group of disciples. Then, he cursed angrily. "A bunch of trash!"

After that, he stood up and shouted towards the mountain where the entire Thunder Spirit Sect was located. His voice was like thunder. "Who isn't afraid of death? Come out and fight with your Grandpa Hong!"

"Bullsh * t Thunder Spirit Sect. Today, Grandpa Hong wants you all to understand. Lei, what a joke!"

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