"Huh?" Xue Shilou thought he'd misheard.
"What did you just say?" Xue Shilou asked again, carefully.
He had raced against time to create a cultivation method solely to ask the Snow Emperor to save Lu Yang.
"I'm only a half-immortal. I can't beat an immortal," the Snow Emperor said earnestly, without thinking there was anything wrong with that. If anything, it would've been strange if he could beat an immortal.
The Extreme North was sparsely populated to begin with, its numbers far below those of the Central Continent, the Buddhist Kingdom, the Demon Realm, and the East Sea. In a hundred thousand years, it might not produce a single half-immortal, let alone an immortal, who had never appeared there at all.
"Choose another wish. I can make you a half-immortal, give you countless riches, or teach you every cultivation method and spell from ages past."
Xue Shilou gritted his teeth and kept kowtowing. "Save Daoist Lu. That's my only wish!"
The Snow Emperor looked troubled. It was the first time his expression had changed. By convention, he had to grant one wish to anyone who passed the trials.
The problem was, he really couldn't beat an immortal.
"If you truly want to save someone, there is a way."
Xue Shilou looked up in delight. As expected, the Snow Emperor had a solution.
"By convention, the Snow Emperor must grant the trial-taker one wish. If you don't object, I'll hand the position of Snow Emperor over to you right now, and you can fulfill your own wish."
Xue Shilou: "..."
Seeing Xue Shilou's disappointment, the Snow Emperor said earnestly, "Our line of Snow Emperors is destined to become half-immortals and live for a hundred thousand years. In that time, we'll make countless friends and watch countless old friends pass away. Your