Are you a princess?

  They set off again soon, but this time there was no carriage following behind, because Fu Bo's carriage had left several hours earlier. Before departing, they also hired a lowest-level mercenary group from the guild, with about ten small mercenaries, and the strongest team leader was a seven-star warrior. When hiring them, Fu Bo felt very sorry for them, but he didn't explain to them that they were just cannon fodder, only asking them to escort the carriage to the next city.

  In the big city's mercenary group, they were able to receive such a good mission, they were extremely happy, how would they notice that they are in danger? They only knew that if they successfully delivered them to the next city, they could get 1,000 gold coins. A three-day journey could earn 1,000 gold coins, many mercenary groups were eager to do this job, unfortunately, Fubo and his group were just cannon fodder, as long as they died, they wouldn't have to pay the other half of the money, but Fubo didn't know if he could come back alive either.

  "Boss, why take this road?" a small mercenary captain asked Fu Bo.

  "Oh, we're going to pick someone up, don't worry, I'll pay you guys." Mr. Fu said to them.

  "It's nothing, we were just asking around. Let's continue on our way, everyone. At most, we've lost half a day, it doesn't make much of a difference!" The team leader waved his hand, indicating for the subordinates to follow him.

  "Yes, Captain!" The little mercenaries below said.

  But they walked for half a day without meeting the person Fu Bo said would pick them up. When they wanted to ask, Fu Bo said his friend might not have come. Then he called everyone to head back, saying that walking on the official road was safer. Everyone didn't say anything and also thought it was safer to walk on the official road. Just as they were heading back, ten men appeared in front of them, each wearing a black outfit with a sword slung over their backs, blocking their way.

  "Hand over the people inside the carriage, or die!" The leader in front pointed at the horse-drawn carriage behind Fu Bo.

  A few small mercenaries, although their strength was not great, but they were very familiar with the identification of Dou Qi. Seeing the ten people's Dou Qi emanating from their bodies, they quickly ran to their captain and said: "Captain, what should we do? I think the opponent's strength is all above Da Dou Shi level!"

  "I'm not blind, I see! Damn it, how unlucky is this? Last time our merchant was robbed, and now again, still the same, Big Fight Master, I'll go!" The team leader said as he looked at them retreating to the horse carriage.

  "I'm telling you again, hand over the people in the carriage, or don't blame us for being ruthless with our swords!" The leader said once more.

  Facing them, Fubo finally spoke up. Yes, he was speaking, not acting. Even if they could kill these Grand Masters, what about the unmoving guy behind? If he were the Master of the Arena.

  "Everyone, I'm just a bus driver, don't make it difficult for us!" Mr. Fu said with a smile.

  "You think you can fool us with these words, old thing of the Xuan Yuan family? We're not those guys. Tell me, where is Xuan Yuan Yue?" They were very familiar with the secular world's Xuan Yuan family, including this Xuan Yuan Guan Jia Fu Bo.

  "Get out of here, all of you!" Fu Bo's goal had been achieved, but he hadn't expected the other party not to kill them. Since they couldn't stay there either, he handed over a few hundred gold coins and told them to leave.

  "Uh..." The team leader stared at the bag of gold coins in his hand, unable to say anything, and could only look at Beruf again, then at these strong men.

  "You can't help me, leave here first!" Fu Bo said.

  "Sorry, we are indeed no match for them!" The captain said, then turned around and told his subordinates: "Let's go!"

  These men in black didn't kill them, anyway they didn't know what was going on either and didn't recognize them, so they just let them leave.

  After these little rascals left, they immediately surrounded Fubo. One of them climbed up the carriage to take a look and then asked Fubo: "Is Xuan Yuan Yue on that carriage called Tang Yan?"

  Fu Bo would not answer his question, only staring at their eyes and the cyan long sword behind them, already having a suspicion in his heart. As Fu Bo guessed their identities, one of the guys asked him if he wanted to live or die.

  "Are you from Jianzongpai?" Fu Bo pointed at them and asked.

  As expected, as soon as Fu Bo asked this question, all the men in black turned their heads to look at the old man behind them, as if waiting for him to respond to Fu Bo's question. Under everyone's gaze, he slowly walked towards Fu Bo, also removing the black cloth from his face, revealing his gray-haired appearance, and smiled at Fu Bo saying:

  "Are you satisfied with this answer? As long as you hand over the treasure of the Xuan Yuan family, we can spare Xuan Yuan's life!"

  "The ancient Xuan Yuan family will not let you off." Fu Bo recognized him as an elder of the Sword Sect and said.

  "Haha. The ancient Xuan Yuan family? We're certainly afraid, but well, once we've gathered everything, the ancient Xuan Yuan family will also be like your mundane Xuan Yuan family - nothing but dust." He said with a loud laugh to Fu Bo.

  After finishing speaking, the figure disappeared from its original position and reappeared in front of Fu Bo, with a finger sword deeply inserted into Fu Bo's heart. His left hand also patted Fu Bo's chest. Before Fu Bo could say anything, he flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground dozens of meters away, falling to the ground without moving.

  "Did you see him die? Everyone else followed me in pursuit! Damn it, this old thing is not a good person, let's waste half a day!" The old fellow who slapped Fu Bo to death said after putting on the black cloth.

  "Yes, elder!"

  The topic turned back to Tang Yan, this guy was really careless, after leaving Fengdu City, he had been sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, ignoring the extremely beautiful woman beside him. Tang Yan started asking her a few questions, but she always treated Tang Yan as if he were invisible, not paying attention to him at all, and Zilan on the side was also staring at Tang Yan, making it embarrassing for him to talk to her. If Zilan weren't there, maybe Tang Yan would have flirted with this beauty.

  After Tang Yan felt the power of the "Separation and Union" sword technique, he began to think it was lovely. In the snowy terrain, he practiced even harder with this sword technique. In the snowy terrain, there was no feeling of hunger. Every time Tang Yan practiced for ten hours in the snowy terrain, he would sit on the ground and practice the "Five Small Dragon's Breath" heart method, repeating it over and over again, day after day.

  In the snowy border, every day, Tang Yan made a little progress, although the speed of progress was not very fast, but Tang Yan believed that as long as time went on, he would eventually become as strong as the white-clothed man.

  "Heh heh, young one, I didn't think you'd actually get Snow Spirit's permission. Not bad, not bad, now you've even reached the level of a One-Star Great Dou Shi. Hmm, no, it seems like you're about to break through to become a One-Star Master Dou Shi." Just as Tang Yan was practicing that one move where separation and unity were simultaneous, a weak yet familiar voice echoed in his mind.

  "Old man, you've finally woken up! If you hadn't, I would have cursed you. You brought me here and then abandoned me after just a few days of waking up, like a shopkeeper who's lost his goods!" Tang Yan said.

  "You still have the nerve to say that, if it wasn't for your carelessness, would I be using this? Alright, just in case, I'll suck out some more of your power!" The old man who had just woken up said.

  "Damn it, I've worked so hard to become a great Dou Shi, you say absorb and I just did, ah!? I'll wipe out your sister!" Tang Yan discovered that he was about to reach the second star of Great Dou Shi when he suddenly dropped to the level of a Great Dou Shi.

  "It's enough to absorb the power of a one-star Grandmaster, which is equivalent to the power of ten star-level masters. Don't be so stingy, last time I almost lost my life saving yours, didn't you want some elixirs or secret manuals? The weak appearance just now has suddenly changed, and he said to Tang Yan, who was hanging his head in despair."

  "How dare you say that, when there's such a good place to practice in the snowy woods? You didn't even tell me about it, and I wasted half a day in the forest for nothing!" Tang Yan said with some resentment towards the old man.

  "I once told you to carefully experience the blowing snow, but you were too stupid. However, it's good now, I didn't expect that you actually got Snow Spirit's permission."

  The old man finished speaking and began to explain the benefits of blowing snow to Tang Yan. One point mentioned that the space inside the snow was like the dragon ring on his hand, both of which automatically chose their masters. Not everyone could enter the space inside, but there was a difference: the master of the space inside the snow was Snow Spirit, while the master of the space inside the dragon ring was him.

  "No wonder, at the time I felt it was calling me, emitting a cold air that was both high and low!" Tang Yan finally understood roughly after hearing the old man's explanation.

  "It's fine if you understand, even if I told you at that time, you might not have been able to get in!" the old man said.

  "Hurry up and teach me alchemy, and any other powerful martial skills you have. Who knows how long you'll be asleep next time?" Tang Yan said.

  "Alright, I'll give it to you anyway, take it!"

  The old man finished speaking, and on the snowy ground appeared two books, as well as a huge dan furnace. The exterior of the dan furnace was carved with large and small animals, white and deep like bone. The two books were: "Ancient Dan Technique" and "Three Thousand Snow Curtains". Tang Yan knew what the former was about, but the latter, "Three Thousand Snow Curtains", made him curious, so he picked it up to take a look.

  It was better not to look, but as soon as he opened it, a strong spirit from Tang Yan's body attacked his brain, almost making him fall to the ground in the snow.

  "Damn it, are you trying to kill me?" Tang Yan hastily put it together and threw it on the ground, shaking his head dizzily and cursing.

  "That's right, this thing was created by the Snow Master. If you're not at the Dou Wang level, you can't read it, or else you'll become an idiot!" The old man said to Tang Yan.

  "Only a fighting king can practice? Are you kidding me again? Damn it, I knew you were no good!" Tang Yan cursed.

  "What was said earlier only applies to the Dou Wang, but since you're cultivating the Xi Long Jue Xin Fa, as long as you reach the Dou Ling stage, you can take a sneak peek at one or two!" The old man said with a very pleased expression.

  "What class is it? Don't tell me it's Huang Jie." Tang Yan asked again.

  "It should be considered top-notch, to be honest, I don't even know what level it is, I remember that in the past I could only practice a few moves, and couldn't get past the last three!" The old man said, as if recalling something.

  "Unbelievable, is this white-clothed person really so powerful?" Tang Yan asked upon hearing his words.

  "What a white-clothed person? In the snowy border, he is just a snow spirit. Compared to his master, he is as different as heaven and earth!" The old man knew who Tang Yan's white-clothed person was.

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