Chapter 9

The vast northern wasteland stretches for thousands of miles. The Northern Cold Sect, located in the northern part of the northern wasteland, is one of the many sects in this region.

At this moment, a man in white robes, carrying a young man in simple clothes, was riding the wind. They were none other than Han Qianli and A Mu.

Three snowflake-like objects enveloped the two of them. These snowflake-like objects were not only the spiritual realm manifestation of Han Qianli but also his refined magical treasure, known as the Snow Blade. It was a top-tier magical treasure capable of both attack and defense, as well as flight.

The Northern Country was just a corner of the northern wasteland. Although the Northern Country was also in the northern part of the northern wasteland, the distance from Liu Town to the Northern Cold Sect was still several thousand miles. On that day, Han Qianli responded to Wang Jue's secret summoning and crossed the void using the ancient array gate of his sect, which consumed a great deal of spiritual energy. On the return trip, with ample time, Han Qianli took A Mu and traveled slowly.

It had been over half a month since they entered the territory of the Northern Cold Sect. During this half month, Han Qianli took A Mu, sometimes riding the wind and sometimes walking on foot, covering almost half of the northern part of the northern wasteland. This broadened A Mu's horizons and gave him a certain understanding of the cultivation world of the northern wasteland, as well as the entire Sea Wasteland Divine State.

There were countless sects and tens of thousands of cultivators in the northern wasteland, but the most revered and mysterious was the Northern Pole Immortal Sea. The Northern Pole Immortal Sea was one of the seven major sects in the Sea Wasteland Divine State, but its disciples rarely ventured into the northern wasteland. Whenever a disciple appeared, it would surely cause a stir in the Sea Wasteland.

Below the Northern Pole Immortal Sea were the three major sects: the Heavenly Wasteland Sect, the Crimson Snow Pavilion, and the Northern Cold Sect. These three major sects formed a tripod, each controlling a region. Because the Northern Pole Immortal Palace was extremely mysterious and rarely appeared, the northern wasteland people referred to these three sects as the three major sects of the northern wasteland.

Among these three major sects, the Heavenly Wasteland Sect was the strongest, while the Crimson Snow Pavilion and the Northern Cold Sect were on par with each other.

Geographically, the Heavenly Wasteland Sect was in the west of the northern wasteland, the Crimson Snow Pavilion in the east, and the Northern Cold Sect in the north. There were no major sects in the south of the northern wasteland.

North of the Northern Cold Sect was an endless snowfield, which the northern wasteland people called the Cold Plain.

It was said that the Cold Plain was vast and desolate, with no life, and was a forbidden area of the northern wasteland. According to legend, the mysterious Northern Pole Immortal Sea was located on the Cold Plain. However, these were just legends, and even Han Qianli could not verify their truth. He had never set foot on the Cold Plain.

The Northern Cold Sect, although the gateway to the Cold Plain, had a first ancestral precept: "Never set foot on the Cold Plain."

Why there was such an ancestral precept, even Han Qianli did not know.

"A Mu, that is where the Northern Cold Sect is located!" At this moment, the mountains were drawing near, and Han Qianli pointed to the distance.

A Mu raised his eyes and saw four peaks standing like swords, piercing the clouds. One peak stood out, surrounded by three others. The mist in the mountains was thick, and the clouds swirled, creating a scene that seemed like a fairyland.

"Originally, there were five peaks. The four subsidiary peaks guarded the main peak, the Heaven-Through Peak. However, seven thousand years ago, the North-View Peak was suddenly made to disappear by a powerful being. Now, in addition to the main peak, the Heaven-Through Peak, the Northern Cold Sect has three other branches: the Eastern Purple Heaven Peak, the Western Sunset Peak, and the Southern View Peak. There are also four subsidiary caves, making a total of eight branches."

As Han Qianli spoke, he put away the Snow Blade and brought A Mu to the vicinity of the Northern Cold Peaks.

A Mu focused his gaze and indeed noticed that the north-facing direction seemed to be missing a peak. Looking further north of the Northern Cold Immortal Mountain, he saw a misty expanse, as if something was blocking the north side of the mountain.

At this moment, the mist in the void rippled, and two purple-robed men, each carrying a celestial sword, silently materialized, standing ten feet away from Han Qianli and A Mu.

"Welcome, Sect Master!" The two men bowed in the air. Seeing Han Qianli with A Mu, they were both taken aback.

"Sect Master?" A Mu's heart stirred. Throughout the journey, Han Qianli had never mentioned that he was the sect master. In the entire northern part of the northern wasteland, the Northern Cold Sect was the most respected, and the title "Sect Master" carried significant weight.

Because of Wang Jue's attitude toward Han Qianli, A Mu had thought that Han Qianli was just a mediocre cultivator. The claims of one person destroying the Northern Country and the entire sect destroying the Great Murong Dynasty were considered by A Mu to be Han Qianli's boasts.

Seemingly noticing A Mu's change in expression, Han Qianli smiled faintly and said to the two purple-robed disciples, "Pass the order: the heads of the three peaks and four caves, as well as the seven elders, are to gather at the main hall of the Heaven-Through Peak for a meeting!"

"Uh? Yes!" The two disciples hesitated for a moment before responding, glancing at A Mu again before riding the wind away.

A Mu did not know that as the sect master of the Northern Cold Sect, Han Qianli usually came and went without the need for disciples to greet him. These two guardian disciples had not seen him for over a decade, so they were surprised to see the sect master appear and bring back a young man, and even more surprised that he was calling a meeting of the heads of the three peaks and four caves.

After the two disciples left, Han Qianli took A Mu straight to the main hall of the Heaven-Through Peak.

Upon entering the Heaven-Through Peak, the scenery was different. The mountain was steep and towering.

At this time, the northern part of the northern wasteland was already showing signs of snow, and the peaks of the Northern Cold Sect were covered in snow, but the Heaven-Through Peak was warm like spring.

Clear springs tinkled, ancient pines clung to the cliffs, auspicious birds circled, and strange beasts ran about. The mist was thick, and the clouds floated.

"Truly a fairyland!" A Mu couldn't help but exclaim sincerely.

"The mountains of the Northern Cold Sect are the first spiritual land of the northern part of the northern wasteland. Cultivation here is twice as effective!" Han Qianli smiled at A Mu.

"Thank you, Senior. I hope you will guide me in the future!" A Mu said.

"Once you enter the Northern Cold Sect, you are one of us. A Mu, you are recommended by Senior Wang Jue. I will do my best to cultivate you, and you must not辜负 Senior Wang Jue's hard work!" Han Qianli said earnestly.

"Senior, rest assured, I understand!" A Mu replied solemnly.

Han Qianli nodded and smiled. Although he trusted Wang Jue's judgment, over the past half month, he had secretly observed A Mu's character. Although A Mu had a bit of a killing aura, he was definitely a person of great righteousness and integrity.

Although he did not yet know A Mu's cultivation potential, he believed that Wang Jue's recommendation would not be poor.

"Uh? A Mu!" Han Qianli hesitated but still asked, "Did Senior Wang never teach you cultivation techniques?"

"Besides making coffins, Master never taught A Mu any cultivation techniques! Master always said he was an ordinary person." A Mu spoke the truth, but he did not mention the vine and the demon coffin to Han Qianli.

An ordinary person with no sin but possessing a precious item is a target for envy. A Mu understood this principle, especially since Wang Jue had warned him.

"An ordinary person?" Han Qianli smiled bitterly and sighed, "Senior is indeed an ordinary person!" The emphasis on "ordinary" left A Mu puzzled.

As they spoke, they had already landed on the Heaven-Through Peak.

They stood on a vast square paved with green stones, smooth as a mirror, surrounded by white jade railings. Nine towering pillars, each topped with a gem, emitted a brilliant light. At one end of the square, 108 white jade steps led upward.

At the top of the steps, a majestic hall stood, with a large plaque hanging above it. The plaque, with a purple background and gold-embossed characters, read "Northern Cold Hall," shining brightly.

"Our sect has a nine-thousand-year history to reach this point!" Han Qianli led A Mu up the steps and straight to the Northern Cold Hall.

Occasionally, they encountered Northern Cold disciples, most of whom wore white robes, with a few in blue. However, most of these white and blue-robed disciples did not recognize Han Qianli. When they saw a purple-robed disciple, they were quite excited and bowed deeply, but they looked at A Mu with surprise.

"Do not mind it. I rarely move around within the sect and have not brought anyone back to the mountain for seventy years. Their surprise is understandable!" Han Qianli smiled.

"Rarely move around within the sect? Not brought anyone back for seventy years?" A Mu was taken aback. Being brought up the mountain by him so openly made him stand out.

At the same time, A Mu again felt the power of Wang Jue, who could summon the sect master of the Northern Cold Sect with a single word and almost command him.

"Welcome, Sect Master!" Outside the hall, over twenty disciples bowed, most in purple robes, with a few in blue.

Han Qianli nodded and smiled, indicating that the disciples could rise. He then led A Mu into the hall, where disciples had already prepared.

The main hall was vast, capable of accommodating four to five hundred people. The eaves and brackets were intricately carved, and the windows and beams were painted. The walls were lined with black axis wood windows, mostly depicting auspicious scenes, as well as images of pines, plums, bamboos, and chrysanthemums.

The walls were painted with countless figures in gold and color, their postures graceful and lifelike, as if one were standing in the scene.

On either side of the hall were two three-foot-tall bronze toads, their mouths emitting mist, the scent of which was refreshing.

The floor was paved with water-polished green stones, and the tables and chairs were made of purple sandalwood. In the center was a purple sandalwood carved high chair, with green jade inlays on the armrests.

A Mu observed everything carefully, thinking, "A glimpse of a part reveals the whole. This hall is luxurious yet retains the aura of a fairyland, grand and majestic. The title of the first sect in the northern region is well-deserved."

At this moment, Han Qianli was seated in the hall, and he had A Mu sit beside him.

The disciples did not dare to object, but their gazes on A Mu were different. Especially the purple and blue-robed disciples, who kept looking at A Mu.

The Northern Cold disciples wore different robes based on their cultivation levels. Those in white were unranked cultivators who had not yet developed their immortal roots, while those in blue were novice cultivators, and those in purple were established cultivators.

At this moment, various lights flashed outside the hall, including cloud light, sword light, and the light of various magical treasures.

"Sect Master, the heads of the three peaks and four caves, as well as the seven elders, have arrived!" A tall, middle-aged disciple in a purple robe said.

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