Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

The laughter comes from far to near intermittently. It sounds gruesome and arrogant.

Lin Luoran runs in the vast and boundless stone palace. She tries her best to look at the ice pupa from afar. No matter how far she runs, it always keeps a distance from her.

Is the ice pupa or the stone palace moving?

Baojia… even though it is so far away, Lin Luoran can still recognize at a glance that the person wrapped in the ice pupa is Baojia!

Baojia is frowning. She didn’t finish the spell with her fingers. Her clothes fluttered and time was frozen just before she launched the attack. The expression of “surprise” will always be on her face…

Lin Luoran is exhausted. She hasn’t sweated since long but now she is covered with sweat. When she finally arrives at the place under the ice pupa, she smiles unconsciously.

She has to put “Baojia” down.

Lin Luoran jumps to cut off the spider silk and catch the ice pupa.

The direct contact with the ice stiffens her fingers. The chill reaches deep into her soul and makes her slow in thinking.

She has to melt the ice to release Baojia.

Lin Luoran can make many kinds of fire.

She can make the “real fire” of cultivators, the Fire Spell which can trigger fire Reiki, the “Fire of Nirvana” of fire phoenix, and the wonderful Chinese character which means “fire” taught by The Great Truths.

Which one should she use? The strange ice can freeze people’s thought, so the first three types of fire may not be able to deal with it.

Lin Luoran meditates the strokes of the Chinese character for “fire”. However, in this icy and snowy day, she is surrounded by coldness. Vigorous water Reiki fills the air and she cannot perceive the character at all.

Finishing writing and then “fire” will be born. But now she can’t even hold the pen!

Beads of sweat roll off her forehead and nose and drip on the ice pupa, making a sizzling sound. Lin Luoran is now dull in thinking and she can’t figure out why sweat can melt ice, but just feels surprised in the next moment.

Baojia in the ice pupa struggles to open her eyes.

“It’s so cold…”

Baojia is still alive! Lin Luoran lowers her head to hear Baojia’s voice. Through the ice, her friend’s voice is so low that she can barely hear the word “cold”.

She is wrapped in ice. It’s impossible for her not to feel cold.

“Save me… Xiao Luo… Xiao Luo…”

Xiao Luo! Lin Luoran hasn’t heard anyone calling her Xiao Luo for more than 300 years! Her sluggish mind suddenly realizes something at this moment. Could it be that this is a blessing in disguise for Baojia? Did she get her memory back? This kind of possibility bewitches Lin Luoran and she can’t help crying. Tears drip on the ice pupa, ticking. What can she do? She still can’t write the character for “fire”.

Fire phoenix… fire phoenix will help her!

Lin Luoran wants to spread her spiritual mind into the sacred pearl. However, she is so anxious that she can’t do it right. It makes her even more anxious.

“Don’t worry. I will save you…”

Baojia’s voice becomes weaker and weaker, “Sacred pearl… sacred pearl… ”

Can the sacred pearl save Baojia?

Lin Luoran touches the ice pupa. She is so anxious that she is even trying to take the sacred pearl off her wrist. The vague laughter rings again. Lin Luoran sweats profusely. She doesn’t see that the groaning “Baojia” in the ice pupa is actually smiling with sarcasm and arrogance.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t untie the sacred pearl.”

Who is shouting? Lin Luoran frowns. The sacred pearl is not obedient, so is fire phoenix. She can’t save Baojia without getting off the sacred pearl.

There is a small group of red light on her chest that is especially warm. Lin Luoran feels confused at this moment. Something is fighting against the chill, so she slows down her movement temporarily.

The red light is getting brighter and brighter, making Baojia’s face in the ice pupa more real.

Lin Luoran sees the smile that “Baojia” doesn’t hide timely.

Lin Luoran suddenly realizes something. She subconsciously retreats in the fire light—with a soft crackle, Lin Luoran retreats to the gate of the stone palace. In the howling cold wind, she is completely sober.

Lin Luoran sighs gently, showing her disappointment.

The stone palace is real, and the ice pupas above her head are real. However, “Baojia” who remembers her is fake.

Lin Luoran looks at a ball of “blizzard” floating not far away. She finally realizes something and panic penetrates her bones. A piece of black paper figure drops on the stone in front of “Blizzard” and the red string is broken. Lin Luoran soon understands what has happened.

If the “Safety Figure” hadn’t worked at that critical moment, she might have personally given her most mysterious power to the enemy!

Liao is still smiling on the spot. No one knows what illusion he was trapped in. However, the Safety Figure on his neck is still there. It seems that he can still hold it and he is not in crisis.

Lin Luoran looks at the floating “blizzard” with a serious look.

“Who are you?”

Beautiful snow whirls and flies around. The “blizzard” buzzes and laughs.

It’s a low and rough male voice. Maybe because it hasn’t spoken for a long time, it can’t do it fluently.

“You… have known who I am, haven’t you?”

Is it definitely ancient Chiyou who was suppressed in the Green Mountains by The Yellow Emperor? The situation is the same as she and Liao thought. However, Lin Luoran always feels something is weird.

If Chiyou really “woke up”, why did he catch cyan little fox? The nine-tailed fox is the guardian monster of the Jiuli tribe. There is no reason for him to catch the cyan little fox.

“What do you want to do?”

The “blizzard” stops, as if it is thinking about Lin Luoran’s question. It is vaguely visible that a human is wrapped in the center by the snow.

“Give me the sacred pearl… I will let them go.”

By “them”, “Blizzard” means tons of ice pupas over their head.

Lin Luoran shakes her head. She is not the Virgin Mary. She will never exchange the sacred pearl which can always save her life for these strange monsters.

“Blizzard” is not angry at her refusal. A gust of chill whizzes away and the ice pupas above her head constantly change positions. When they stop, two ice pupas catch Lin Luoran’s attention.

A cyan fox and a beautiful woman standing with a sword are frozen there.

They are cyan little fox and Baojia!

The cyan little fox is surrounded by a collar which makes some space for it, and only the outer layer is frozen by ice and snow. Hearing the noise, it tries its best to open its eyes. Seeing the scene in front of it, the fox is happy but worried.

Baojia closes her eyes tightly. Lin Luoran cannot tell if she is alive or dead.

“Blizzard” buzzes, “Exchange for sacred pearl… sacred pearl… ”

Lin Luoran touches her wrist. Chiyou really knows how to deal with her. He takes cyan little fox and Baojia as hostages to get the sacred pearl… sacred pearl is extremely valuable for cultivators. However, for Chiyou who is only a soul, what can he do with it?

Lin Luoran thinks of the vague laughter and then she frowns.

“You are not Chiyou. Who are you?!”

Something is looking at Lin Luoran through flying snowflakes. It especially stares at the sacred pearl on her wrist.

“Miss. Lin, it’s been a long time since I saw you.”

The rough male voice turns into a female voice. Just like the laughter at the beginning, it sounds somewhat familiar to Lin Luoran. Miss. Lin… who once called her this way? Because this address is too special, Lin Luoran thinks for a while and stares at “Blizzard” in disbelief.

“You are, Sakurako… Asada?”

Lin Luoran frowns, thinking of several Nipponese who disappeared with cyan little fox in Weifang more than 300 years ago. She is now surer of her guess.

The female voice is indeed Sakurako Asada!

Lin Luoran thinks that those Nipponese must have been dead. She didn’t expect that Sakurako Asada has experienced something else. Now she is neither a person nor a soul, but she is extremely powerful.

Even so, Lin Luoran can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It’s easier to deal with Sakurako Asada who has only three hundred years of cultivation experience than to confront the ancient Chiyou directly.

Only one thing does not make sense. Why does Sakurako Asada want the sacred pearl?

Lin Luoran has recognized her and the dancing snowflakes gradually calm down. A girl with ice as skin and snow as muscles appears in front of Lin Luoran. Her hair and eyebrows are white, and even her eyes are silver.

The snow girl’s face is the same as Sakurako Asada, but Lin Luoran still feels so strange.

That is the intuition which develops as she enhances her cultivation for hundreds of years.

No, if this is Sakurako Asada, who put her under the altar of Marduk Temple? Cyan little fox couldn’t be so stupid that it dealt with Sakurako Asada and then personally came to “release” her.

“How time flies! I haven’t seen you for more than 300 years. Miss. Lin, you still look so great.”

The snow girl holds her dress and smiles. Her expression is gentle. Nipponese girls always have the gentle and well-mannered temperament.

The sweat on Lin Luoran’s body has evaporated. She looks at ice pupas that wrap cyan little fox and Baojia. Finally, she stares at the face of the snow girl. Her face is vivid, and her smile shows that she is Sakurako Asada. Even if some evil things read Lin Luoran’s memory earlier, they would not know so many details and then make an identical Sakurako Asada. After all, Lin Luoran’s memory about Sakurako Asada is too old. Sakurako is not her acquaintance, and she has been a little vague about Sakurako Asada’s appearance.

“Miss. Lin, trading a sacred pearl for your three friends and your own life… this is really a bargain.” The snow girl comforts her gently.

Lin Luoran sneers. If she hands over the sacred pearl, how can she win?

These monsters in thousands of ice pupas are all aborigines of the Green Mountains world. Their personal abilities are not very high. But if they really work together, Lin Luoran can do nothing but escape. Now they are all sealed by ice, it means the snow girl has greater power than her!

But why does she take it slow to get her?

Lin Luoran suddenly realizes what is wrong. The snow girl obviously is capable of capturing her, but she does so many other things to ask her to hand over her sacred pearl…

Sacred pearl! Yes! Lin Luoran hasn’t figured out all functions of the mysterious sacred pearl for hundreds of years. There must be something about the sacred pearl that her enemy is afraid of!

The snow girl gently persuades her but Lin Luoran is indifferent. The snow girl soon turns hostile and points at the direction of the cyan little fox. The ice pupa wrapping it thickens at a speed that is discernible with the naked eye. The cyan little fox now can’t totally be protected by the collar. It groans.

“Since you don’t know how to appreciate favors, Sakurako can only take revenge first!”

With the creaking sound of ice, cyan little fox’s limbs become stiff, showing its lack of physical strength.

Lin Luoran is anxious and she is about to take action. Liao who has been smiling suddenly shouts out. The Safety Figure hung around his neck burns spontaneously. Liao wakes up in a sweat.

“Hold on… it’s kind of weird.”

Liao crawls over in a hurry, gasping while speaking.

The snow girl is stunned when she hears his words. She stares at Liao for a while, and suddenly smiles, “It’s interesting. I can’t see through you.”

When she just finishes her words, a black line spreads from the tip of her forehead. It encroaches on her body like a spider web. Seeing she is painful, Lin Luoran seizes the opportunity. She moves her fingers gently and two pieces of white cloth fly out. They take away the ice pupas wrapping cyan little fox and Baojia.

The snow girl screams towards the sky and snowflakes wrap her again. Somehow, white snowflakes are dyed black. An astonishing oppression is spreading, and something is emerging.

Lin Luoran takes the two ice pupas and her heart is beating crazily. For a moment, she only wants to take Liao and then escape.