Chapter 2284: Eight-Winged Snow Pixiu Beast's Whereabouts

Wang Changsheng changed his spell, and the girl in the golden shirt let out a series of agonizing screams. Her body curled into a ball, and golden light flickered continuously on her surface.

"Do you want to serve me, or should I refine you into an elixir?"

Wang Changsheng's tone was indifferent. It was already difficult for demon beasts to assume human form, and even harder for spiritual medicines.

The girl in the golden shirt was covered in sweat. She stood up and timidly pleaded, "You really won't eat me?"

"If I wanted to eat you, I would have done so already," he said. "From now on, you will be called Wang Shen. Stay by my side and serve me!"

Wang Changsheng gave his instructions, knowing that if Wang Shen was utilized well, she could be a powerful trump card.

"Yes, Master," Wang Shen replied obediently.

Wang Changsheng lightly flicked his wrist, and a green jade slip flew out, landing in front of Wang Shen.

"This is a wood-attribute cultivation technique," Wang Changsheng said with a gentle expression. "With this technique, your divine abilities will grow, and your cultivation speed will increase."

Wang Shen swept the jade slip with her divine sense. Her expression turned excited, and she repeatedly thanked him, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

Wang Changsheng waved his hand, dismissing her to rest.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng appeared at the main altar of the Zhenhai Sect, where he was received by the sect master, Zheng Yuyue.

Zheng Yuyue's mother was from the Wang family, and the Wang family had provided significant support for her to become the sect master.

Upon arriving at the Ancestral Hall, Wang Changsheng saw a large number of spirit tablets enshrined within. Among them, one tablet bore the six large characters: "Spirit Tablet of Tian Qing'er."

Wang Changsheng sighed softly as memories of the past resurfaced in his mind. Much had changed over time; people and circumstances were no longer the same.

He offered an incense stick to Immortal Ziyue and bowed respectfully.

"Is Zhenhai Sect currently facing any troubles?" Wang Changsheng asked.

"Thanks to your blessing, Ancestor, the Zhenhai Sect is currently developing smoothly," Zheng Yuyue replied respectfully. Strictly speaking, she was Wang Changsheng's descendant.

"That's good," he said. "Cultivate diligently. If you reach the Deity Transformation stage in the future, you may have a chance to ascend to the Xuanyang Realm. This cultivation technique is very suitable for you; take it."

Wang Changsheng took out a blue jade slip and handed it to Zheng Yuyue, who accepted it with excitement.

Zheng Yuyue then consulted Wang Changsheng about challenges she faced in her cultivation, and he carefully guided her.

In a vast ice cave, Wang Qingxiao stood before an enormous ice coffin, her gaze resolute.

"Sister," Wang Qingxiao whispered, her voice firm and clear, "I will definitely find a way to revive you. There must be a method once I cultivate to a higher realm."

On the Fallen Immortal Ice Field, a massive golden giant owl flew from the distance, carrying Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingxiao.

Wang Changsheng's objective in coming to the Fallen Immortal Ice Field this time was to find the Heavenly Moon Cold Crystal. As long as he followed the route of his clan members, he anticipated no major issues.

The Fallen Immortal Ice Field had an anti-flight restriction. As a result, Xiao Mie Xian transformed into human form, and the three of them walked towards the field, disappearing into the vast expanse of ice.

Half a month later, Wang Changsheng and his two companions emerged in a continuous range of snow-white mountains. A steep, snow-covered peak blocked their path.