Joy of Life

Chapter 690: Snowy Mountain In Dreams, Bloody Water In Basin

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The vast expanse of whiteness was very clean. The sky and the ground were covered in snow of unknown depths. The snowy plains reached the horizon and covered an unmeasurable area. On the horizon line, a snowy peak abruptly rose straight into the clouds, just like an upside-down sword piercing into the sky. This snowy mountain was very tall and made one sigh in admiration at the sight and not dare go near it.

Fan Xian lowered his head and saw that his naked feet were stepping in the snow. Strangely, he could not feel any coldness or pain. He could only feel the sensation brought by each flake of snow. He narrowed his eyes at the tall mountain in front of the snowy plain but was dazzled by the light reflecting off the snow and ice on the sides of the mountain.

It was very bright between heaven and earth. It was as if there were nine suns above the snowy clouds. Fan Xian did not know how long he had been walking on this snowy plain. Five days? Six days? He had not slept the entire time. This day had not darkened, like there was no difference between day and night in this godforsaken place.

“When I came last night, it was night all the time at first. Later, the sky eye opened and it became day.”

A voice rang out beside Fan Xian’s ear. He twisted his head to look. He saw a face he had not seen in a long time. The old face wore an unhealthy red flush. It was clear that it was the residual effects of taking an ephedra pill. Fan Xian tilted his head and looked at Xiao En strangely, thinking, Aren’t you dead? How could he have appeared in front of him and speak so clearly?

He felt that this was somewhat strange, but an unconscious mental energy stopped him from thinking about this strange question. Instead, he asked, “The Temple is in that snowy mountain?”

“Yes, that is a sacred land in the mortal world, a place that mortals cannot touch.” Xiao En sighed. His face then turned into countless spots of light and shattered pieces, landing on the snowy ground, never to be found again.

Fan Xian crouched down and used his red hands to dig in the snow. It was as if wanted to pull back the already dead Xiao En to continue asking questions. After digging for a while, the snowy pit grew deeper and deeper. There was still not a single trace of him. On the contrary, he saw a shadow by the gradually deepening pit.

A hemp-clothed man wearing a straw hat sat beside the snowy pit. His eyes were as deep as oceans. He looked quietly at the snowy mountain.

“Where did your shoes go? Where did my shoes go?” Fan Xian jumped out of the snowy pit and glanced at his naked and red feet. He then glanced at the hemp-clothed man’s similarly naked feet. His gaze pierced through the straw hat. He saw the man’s bald head. With a smile, he said, “I know you are Ku He. You’ve also been to the Temple. You and Xiao En have both eaten human flesh.”

Ku He, sitting on the snowy ground, smiled and said, “The Temple is not holy. It is just a rundown temple.”

“Everyone in the world knows that you have boundless respect toward the Temple. You once knelt on the stone steps in front of the Temple for months before receiving the blessing of an absolute skill.”

“You know the truth of the matter is not like this.” Ku He turned his head and looked calmly at Fan Xian. “How could there be an unbeatable power in this world?”

After saying this, Ku He disappeared like he had never appeared. In a flash, right where Ku He disappeared, the small and short Sword Saint Grandmaster suddenly appeared. Staring with bulging eyes, he roared with anger at Fan Xian, “Where are my ashes? Where are my ashes?”

Fan Xian stared in fright. Only now did he remember that he seemed to have forgotten something. He seemed to have promised Sigu Jian that if he went to the Temple, he would bring his ashes and scatter them on the stone steps of the Temple so that he could see what amazing creatures in it.

Fan Xian was greatly distressed and said, “The mountain is so tall and cold. I can’t get near it. Even if I brought your ashes, it wouldn’t do anything.”

“That is an excuse!” Sigu Jian roared in anger. “That is just an excuse!”