Chapter 482: Ambitious Person

Several days later, the languid sounds from Guanghan Miaomiaowu gradually subsided, followed by two extremely powerful auras. Ice Spirit Fairy's injuries had healed, and she had even advanced to the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul stage as a result. The essence of the medicinal power remaining in her body from Wang Yu would continue to take effect for some time, allowing her to make further progress! She would not be far from reaching the true Grand Completion realm.

As for Wang Yu, the benefits he gained were roughly what he had estimated: his body refinement cultivation reached the eighth layer of the Nascent Soul stage, and his Demonic Essence surged by another ten thousand drops, reaching fifty-eight thousand three hundred drops. The limit for accumulating Demonic Essence at the sixth layer of the Nascent Soul stage was ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine drops, which was required to reach the limit of the Qi Sea, forcing the Demonic Essence to further compress and condense into a solid state.

In less than twenty years, Wang Yu's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. Breaking through two layers of cultivation bottlenecks, he was already looking towards the late stage. The effects of the Dragon-Phoenix Treasure Pill were truly remarkable, and with Ice Spirit Fairy's primordial yin still intact, the dual cultivation's benefits were further amplified. Although the immediate improvements gained from the union were good, they were far from the true potential of a fifth-tier treasure pill. For some time to come, the continuous feedback from this primordial yin would be limitless, and the pill's efficacy would continue to manifest. This improvement was gradual and without side effects.

“A decent improvement,” said Ice Spirit Fairy from the bed. She was wrapped in a thin sheet, a few strands of hair on her forehead clinging to her temples, already damp with sweat. With her icy demeanor receding, she exuded a more delicate and charming feminine essence, her rosy face even more captivating. Yet, her assessment was merely 'decent'.

Wang Yu raised an eyebrow. “The effects of the treasure pill will last for quite some time. A few more sessions should also be quite effective.”

“Again?” Ice Spirit Fairy's expression was unnatural, and she shifted uncomfortably, her demeanor quickly reverting to cold indifference. This showed that Wang Yu's abilities were indeed impressive. “This Queen is tired. Fellow Daoist Wang, please return.”

“Tsk, tsk. They say indifference is better than passion. Next time, I'll seek out the fairy again for another session for a deeper exchange.” Wang Yu muttered something strange, before she could lose her temper, and quickly departed from Guanghan Palace.

His objectives for coming to Kuangmei Mountain were largely achieved. Neither the battle at Glacier Pass nor the petty intrigues at Zhenbei Tower concerned him. He could now return home and peacefully seclude himself to digest the new batch of Blood Infant Pills. Thanks to the dual cultivation, the hidden danger in his Qi Sea had been completely quelled. Once the pills were refined, he could directly consume one, which would save him a considerable amount of time. If possible, Wang Yu could actually frequently seek out Ice Spirit Fairy for dual cultivation, using the lingering effects of the treasure pill to calm the turbulence in his Qi Sea. With the current escape speed of his Aurora Escape technique, he could travel swiftly between the two locations without affecting his alchemy cooperation with the demon race. Wang Yu kept this thought to himself. He would sound her out during their next meeting to understand her true feelings, as for women, the first time was always different.

Northern Demon Territory.

Returning to the core palace complex, Wang Yu resumed his cultivation as if he had never left, diligently pursuing his grand endeavor of cultivation, refining pills when needed and delving into the study of mystic arts. Furthermore, the Heavenly Enlightenment Platform still had considerable years of use left. He was determined to achieve significant results.

While Wang Yu was in seclusion, a major event was simultaneously unfolding in the Endless Ice Plains. The Ice Clan's Gatekeeper tribe, located at the Frozen Devil Seal, led by a young, blue-haired, ice-eyed mixed-blood Ice Clan member, officially emerged from their secluded ice valley. Though not old, barely a century in age, he was extraordinary from birth. He was a perfect mixed-blood being, a harmonious blend of human, demon, and ice clan lineages. Embodying the strengths of all three races, he was born exceptional. He was the so-called “Son of the Ice God,” possessing third-tier power upon birth. He could naturally control ice and frost, and continuously grew by absorbing the spiritual energy from the frozen earth of the Endless Ice Plains. Furthermore, due to the Frozen Devil sealed within their tribal lands, he had absorbed its overflowing power to form a Frost Nascent Soul. He was already a fourth-tier expert before reaching one hundred years old. Aside from a lack of experience, his strength was already considerable. Today marked the pivotal day for him to lead the Ice Clan away from the old era and into a new one.

Before reaching the fourth tier, pure-blood Ice Clan members typically had bodies composed entirely of ice crystals and primarily took beast forms. However, all the Ice Clan beings emerging from the Gatekeeper tribe today were mixed-bloods. Every one of them had skin whiter than snow, the males were handsome, and the females were beautiful. Thousands of people followed the Son of the Ice God out of the tribe. Upon entering the Endless Ice Plains, they scattered to search for scattered Ice Clan tribes in the wild. They either conquered or massacred. The demon tribes living on the ice plains were also considered enemies. They were either subjugated as servants or utterly annihilated. Their brutal nature was fully displayed.

The Gatekeeper tribe.

The ancient High Priest stood atop a stone tower. A floating ice crystal eye above his head projected the Son of the Ice God's actions to him in a first-person view. After observing for several days and nights, the High Priest eventually sighed helplessly. “The perfectly engineered being seems to have developed a flaw,” he mused. “The perfection of his bloodline has made his personality too illusory; he's practically a born, despicable deceiver…”

Not far behind him, two Nascent Soul stage Ice Clan members were waiting. Hearing this, one of them stepped forward and said, “High Priest, should we consider retrieving the first generation Son of the Ice God?”

“No matter. Let him stir up trouble,” the High Priest replied. It would serve well to attract the attention of those outsiders. With that thought flashing through his mind, the High Priest lost interest in watching the grand slaughter, and simply returned to a circular ice-sculpted building at the center of the tribe.

Upon entering, inside the densely packed hollow ice pillars, were female bodies brimming with vitality. Most were human, with a smaller number of female demon beasts. All had been forcibly put into a deep sleep by the Ice Clan's secret techniques. They would not awaken even if their lives were threatened, mere living corpses. To the High Priest, these were perfect breeding grounds. Further inside, the number of hollow ice pillars was significantly smaller, with only ten remaining. Each corresponded to a different age stage of a “human,” from oldest to youngest. The first ice pillar was already empty. Inside the second ice pillar, a naked blue-haired youth was brimming with vitality that steadily grew, and gradually, a wave of consciousness emerged.

“—Awaken!” the High Priest called out, and the youth immediately fell from the ice pillar. The moment he landed on the ground, a wide range of cold air burst forth. This was the second generation Son of the Ice God. “From today, you are the new Son of the Ice God… Bing Jiu!”

Undoubtedly, this High Priest of the Gatekeeper tribe was an ambitious individual. The Ice God was a legendary creator deity in the Ice Clan's myths, but had never truly existed. He had created the “Son of the Ice God” by leveraging this myth as a gimmick. The Son of the Ice God was meant to be a symbol of hope, not a butcher who killed those who disobeyed. The first generation had clearly deviated from this ideal.

Outside the circular ice-sculpted building, the two Nascent Soul stage Ice Clan members exchanged glances. Their dark eye circles and sunken faces both indicated the long-term effects of something on their bodies, leaving them in very poor condition. They stood at the entrance, hesitant to enter.

“The first generation is your offspring,” one said. “You disappointed the High Priest, so you're responsible. This time, you should be in charge of the seeding.”

“No… what does that have to do with me?” Before he could finish, the two began to argue.