Translator:
Noodletown Translated
Editor:
Noodletown Translated
The Snow King fell to the floor and immediately tried to get up.
However, Qingfeng suddenly appeared before him and stepped on his chest with his right foot to keep him down.
Qingfeng then placed the Golden Light Sword on the Snow King’s neck, only a few millimeters away from his throat.
Don’t move or I’ll kill you,
Qingfeng’s coldly said to the Snow King with murderous eyes.
The Snow King was scared to move because of the powerful threatening energy that Qingfeng was emitting, clearly not hesitating to slash his throat.
Snow King, where is the Frozen Heart you stole?
Qingfeng said coldly after he faintly smiled.
The Frozen Heart is with her majesty the Saintess. It isn’t with me,
Snow King said as he shook his head. He had to tell Qingfeng where the Heart was for the safety of his own life.
Her Majesty the Saintess?
Qingfeng frowned, and confusion appeared in his eyes. It was the first time he had heard of this the Saintess and didn’t know who it was.
Where is this Saintess?
Qingfeng asked.
The Snow King pointed to the castle behind him,
Her Majesty the Saintess is in the castle behind us, but you’re no match for her.
Qingfeng didn’t say anything, and he dragged Snow King by his neck towards the castle. He had no intention to kill this Snow King; all he wanted was to trade the Snow King for the Frozen Heart.
A few Snow Guards lied on the ground before the castle because Black Puppy and Sky Devouring Snake had already knocked them unconscious.
Qingfeng and the others smoothly found their way into the inside of the castle.
However, not long after Qingfeng had entered, they were found by a group of Snow patrol guards.
These Snow patrol guards were supremely powerful, but they were swiftly defeated by Qingfeng’s attacks, and they continued forward.
Along the way, Qingfeng met another group of Snowmen and knocked all of them unconscious.
Finally, Qingfeng had reached the deeper ends of the castle and found a gazebo inside.
It was a white gazebo built with ice pillars. Even the desks and chairs inside were made of ice.
A woman dressed in white sat inside the gazebo as she played the violin.
This woman was very pretty, having an attractive face like a blossomed rose. Her skin was soft and whiter than the snow that surrounded the structure. With a tall nose, pearly white teeth, and starry-eyes, she lured others in for another look.
She wore a white dress, with massive breasts, small waist, and long and straight legs. She adorned the alluring figure with grace and she breathed out an air of sacredness, like a fairy that walked out from the snow.
Her Majesty, save me!
the Snow King yelled to the woman in white.
The woman in white frowned, and said,
Snow King, how did you get captured?
The Snow King felt awkward, he said,
Saintess, this man wants to steal the Frozen Heart! Please give it to him.
The Saintess’ expressions suddenly changed when she heard the words, Frozen Heart.
She used the Frozen Heart to train, so it definitely could not be given to Qingfeng.
Release the Snow King, and I can let you live,
the Snow Saintess frowned, and said to Qingfeng.
Qingfeng smiled coldly, and said,
I can release him, but give me the Frozen Heart.
The Snow Saintess shook her head, and directly refused,
I can’t give you the Frozen Heart, but I can give you one last chance to release the Snow King.
Qingfeng sneered. He placed his right hand on Snow King’s neck, and said,
Give me the Frozen Heart, or I’ll kill him.
The Snow King looked at the Snow Saintess with pleading eyes. He didn’t want to die, so he wanted the Saintess to give up the Heart.
The Saintess paused for a moment, then said,
Release the Snow King first, and I’ll hand you the Heart.
Qingfeng shook his head,
Hand me the Heart first, and then I’ll release him.
The Snow Saintess took a white ice figure from her chest, and said,
I’ll throw the Frozen Heart to you, you throw the Snow King to me.
Qingfeng nodded in agreement. Simultaneous exchange, this seemed fair.
Swoosh!
Snow Saintess threw the Heart, and Qingfeng threw the Snow King.
Qingfeng reached out and caught the Frozen Heart, while the Snow King was thrown beside the Snow Saintess at the same time.
As Qingfeng took the Frozen Heart and set off to leave, the Black Puppy suddenly said,
This Frozen Heart is fake, don’t go.
Qingfeng’s expression changed when he heard this; he didn’t imagine that this heart would actually be a fake.
It was the first time Qingfeng had touched the heart, so he had no clue it was fake. He chose to believe Black Puppy because he knew the puppy wouldn’t lie to him. He wanted to save Xue Lin, and so did the Puppy, after all.
Xue Lin was afflicted by the Death Curse. When she fell unconscious, Black Puppy had also cried.
To the Black Puppy, Xue Lin was family as she had always treated it the best.
The Snow Saintess gave the puppy a look, and said,
Don’t lie, this Frozen Heart is real.
The Black Puppy smiled coldly, and said,
The real Frozen Heart has two hearts, it is heart-shaped on the surface, and heart-shaped inside. However, this Heart clearly only has one heart, it’s clearly fake.
Black Puppy had seen the Frozen Heart during the ancient era, so it naturally could tell real from fake.
The Snow Saintess’ expressions changed, she didn’t know that the Black Puppy had seen the real Frozen Heart, she was shocked.
When Qingfeng saw the Snow Saintess’ shock, he knew this Frozen Heart was definitely fake.
Qingfeng cursed inside his mind, this damn woman dares to lie to me, she’s despicable.
You damn woman, how dare you trick me with a fake Frozen Heart. Your pretty appearance can’t hide your ugly heart,
Qingfeng cursed at the Snow Saintess.
The Snow Saintess’s expression changed when she heard Qingfeng’s words.
She was the Saintess of the Snowmen Tribe and had great status and power. No one had dared to curse her and Qingfeng was the first, so she was naturally furious.
How dare you curse me? You’re begging for death,
Snow Saintess coldly smiled and said.
The Snow Saintess waved her right hand, forming a massive ice blade as she charged at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng’s vital essence condensed in his right fist, forming a protective layer of energy around it. With one punch on the ice blade, it shattered it into pieces, but his fist was left with a stinging pain.
Second level of the Spirit King Realm,
said Qingfeng as his expression changed, his eyes filling with shock. This Snow Saintess truly was powerful, she had already reached level two, a full seventy thousand kilograms of power, much more powerful than Qingfeng.
Qingfeng’s practice of self-cultivation might have been powerful, but he had much less strength than the Snow Saintess, so he took a beating.
