"All right, Lord Tianmeng will take you there. But, Yuhao, remember: from now on, you must obey my commands completely, okay?"
"Otherwise, we might end up trapped in the Extreme North forever."
Tian Meng's voice was somewhat stern. She had clearly entered serious mode.
Huo Yuhao casually asked, "Tian Meng, do you have some history with the Three Heavenly Kings of the Extreme North?"
"I..." Tian Meng became somewhat awkward.
"Lord Tianmeng was once nearly eaten as food... But it was also because of her that Lord Tianmeng became the unprecedented Million-Year Soul Beast of the Douluo Continent."
"Oh? Nothing else happened?" Huo Yuhao continued asking.
"No. Why?" Tian Meng asked back in confusion.
"Nothing." Huo Yuhao casually snapped off two branches, took the White Tiger Dagger from his Storage Soul Tool, and gradually carved the branches into shape.
"What are you making?" Tian Meng asked curiously.
"Just watch." Huo Yuhao offered no explanation and simply kept carving.
Before long, Huo Yuhao had shaped the two long poles.
Then, Huo Yuhao cut off a section of tree trunk and began carving again.
This time, he made two wooden boards with slightly upturned ends. Each had a foothold in the middle large enough to fit a foot through, and Huo Yuhao bound them together with cloth straps he had prepared beforehand.
"What are these?" Tian Meng asked curiously after seeing the things Huo Yuhao had made through Spiritual Detection.
"Skis," Huo Yuhao said.
In his previous life, he had blindly followed Tian Meng deeper inside. Before long, the deep snow had slowed his movements considerably.
By preparing skis in advance this time, along with Tianmeng's Shedding concealing their auras, he had basically solved the problem of slow movement before entering the core region of the Extreme North.
Time continued to pass