Chapter 394: The Ice Emperor's Early Return, Earthquake in the Imperial City!

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Xiao Yan's body trembled slightly, his face showing a mix of nervousness and anticipation. This was a long-awaited feeling of breakthrough, the kind that made one's heart surge with excitement.

Finally, with a massive surge of energy, Xiao Yan's aura erupted violently, sending powerful waves of Dou Qi in all directions, radiating an overwhelming pressure.

A faint golden glow began to appear on the surface of his body, like a thin membrane wrapping him entirely.

This was the sign of a Nine-Star Dou Fighter.

"I broke through!"

A surge of indescribable excitement and joy welled up inside Xiao Yan.

Deeply grateful to Shui Wuya for his help, Xiao Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, expressing his heartfelt thanks.

"Master, you saved me, giving me a new lease on life. I will never forget your immense grace and kindness!" Xiao Yan's voice was filled with sincerity and gratitude.

Shui Wuya simply shook his head lightly and said softly, "No need to thank me. It's nothing."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan felt even more moved.

Unable to contain himself, Xiao Yan asked, "Master, what should I do next?"

After a brief moment of thought, Shui Wuya slowly replied, "There are still a few months until your coming-of-age ceremony at sixteen. There's no rush to return. You can head to the Magical Beast Mountain Range to train."

For cultivators, the Magical Beast Mountain Range was a dangerous place, but it was also an ideal training ground.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan felt a mix of nervousness and excitement.

"Master, I… I will do my best!" Xiao Yan said with determination, knowing that with Shui Wuya by his side, he had nothing to fear.

Under Shui Wuyai's guidance, the group prepared to set off.

Bo Haidong's voice trembled slightly as he stood hesitantly before Shui Wuya, his posture humble.

"Master, I have a request. May I return to my family?" Bo Haidong's voice carried a tone of pleading and humility, knowing that his request wasn't something easily granted.

Shui Wuya looked up and smiled faintly, his eyes revealing understanding.

"You want to return to the Mittel family to search for the Restorative Purple Pill and recover your Ice Emperor cultivation, don't you?"

A flash of surprise crossed Bo Haidong's eyes. He hadn't expected Shui Wuya to see through his intentions so clearly.

"Yes, I humbly ask for your permission to return," Bo Haidong replied, lowering himself even further.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Shui Wuya said calmly, "Go ahead. It doesn't matter."

After all, he didn't have much use for Bo Haidong at the moment.

Hearing Shui Wuya's approval, Bo Haidong's face lit up with joy. He bowed deeply and quickly departed.

In his heart, he vowed to complete the task as swiftly as possible and return to show Shui Wuya the results of his efforts.

The group continued on their journey, stepping onto the path leading to the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

The scenery along the way was vast and majestic, with rolling mountains and misty clouds that made it feel as though they were stepping into another world.

During the trek, Shui Wuya suddenly closed his eyes, seemingly entering a transcendent state.

His soul detached from his body, entering the underworld within his own being.

Inside the underworld, the landscape was a gloomy gray, cold and eerie.

Nourished by the power of the world, the Bone Spirit Cold Fire began to take shape, emerging in a nascent form, weak yet ancient.

Shui Wuyai gently placed a wisp of the Green Lotus Core Flame next to the Bone Spirit Cold Fire. The two flames seemed to develop a mutual understanding, growing together and nourishing one another.

To Shui Wuyai's surprise, the Bone Spirit Cold Fire's rate of growth far exceeded his expectations, bringing him a sense of unexpected joy.

He noticed that the Bone Spirit Cold Fire had a nurturing effect on the soul, seemingly able to enhance its strength.

"This Bone Spirit Cold Fire is truly extraordinary," Shui Wuya murmured to himself, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "Yao Lao really lives up to his reputation, entrusting such a precious flame to Xiao Yan. It shows his benevolence and openness."

A few days later, sunlight streamed through the palace's glazed windows, casting a golden hue over the streets and alleys of the imperial city.

At the heart of the city stood the Mittel family estate, its high walls resembling an impenetrable fortress.

Inside the estate, a grand hall exuded a sense of solemnity. The walls were adorned with the family's ancestral teachings and portraits of past family heads, displaying the long-standing prestige and history of the Mittel family.

At this moment, the head of the Mittel family sat at the main seat, dressed in luxurious robes with an air of dignity.

His brow exuded an imposing presence, and his gaze was firm and resolute.

Seated beside him were the family's important members, their expressions equally serious. Each one radiated solemnity, as if awaiting significant news.

The family head sat upright, his face serious as he addressed the crowd before him. His voice was steady and powerful: "We have gathered today to discuss the future development of our family.

"Recently, external threats have been looming, and our family has also been affected.

"Now, more than ever, we must stand united and face these challenges together."

As soon as his words fell, the hall fell into silence, with everyone's eyes fixed intently on the family head, awaiting his next instructions.

The family head took a deep breath and continued, "Our family is a vital part of the imperial city. Given the current turmoil, we must remain united and safeguard the honor of the Mittel family."

As the solemn meeting progressed, a sudden powerful aura descended from the heavens. A mysterious figure slowly made their way down into the hall, capturing the attention of everyone present.

"Who goes there?!"

Everyone immediately became vigilant, their eyes fixed on the source of the aura, tension and alertness rising within them.

However, as the figure's features gradually became clearer, the faces of those present shifted to expressions of utter shock.

It was a man dressed in a white robe, with a cold, stern face. His eyes were deep and sharp, like ice.

The family head's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth agape.

He recognized the mysterious figure—it was none other than their family's ancestor, the legendary Ice Emperor!

"Ice Emperor!"

The family head muttered in disbelief, his heart filled with an indescribable mix of excitement and awe.

Seeing the family head so shaken, the others could not help but share in his shock.

The family head, trembling with excitement, rose to his feet and commanded, "All family members, kneel at once and pay respects to the Ice Emperor!"

At his order, everyone present followed suit, kneeling before the Ice Emperor with trembling bodies, their gazes filled with reverence and admiration.

"Greetings, Ice Emperor Ancestor!"

As the voices of worship filled the hall, Bo Haidong stood with a lofty expression, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his eyes.

(End of Chapter)