"Then what do we do, Sister Qingcheng? Is there any way to help Dongfang?" Luo Ping'er asked, taking Xiang Qingcheng's hand.
"We'll go back right now. If Uncle Kuang fails to obtain the Ice Spirit treasure, I'll go and take it myself." Xiang Qingcheng's pretty face was full of icy intent.
"Right, let's head back immediately. Sister Qingcheng, I'll go with you." Luo Ping'er agreed at once.
"No need. When I rescued Du Fenghu from the ice cave, I already obtained an Ice Spirit treasure. Let's go to the valley where I used to stay." Lu Xiaotian shook his head and rose into the air.
At the cliff by the valley entrance, the neat sword marks left hundreds of years ago by the old man in black robes when he sliced off the rocks with his flying sword could still be seen. After obtaining the Green Fruit Barrier back then, the valley had become completely desolate, devoid of life. Now, however, it was overgrown with weeds, dotted with large numbers of ordinary wild fruits—blue and red—as well as nameless little flowers. From time to time, wild rabbits, mountain goats, fawns, and other beasts, along with flying sparrows, could be seen darting through the grass.
After entering several hundred li into the valley, Lu Xiaotian circulated the scant blood-astral power within his body and flew beneath an old pine tree. Its shadow covered his entire body.
Luo Ping'er and Xiang Qingcheng exchanged a glance before drifting back to either side, placing Lu Xiaotian between them for fear that anyone might disturb his cultivation.
Lu Xiaotian raised a palm, and a two-inch-long Ice Silkworm, crystalline from head to tail, writhed incessantly in his hand.
"Hiss, hiss!" Amid the Ice Spirit Crystal Silkworm's cries, waves of extraordinarily cold ice-elemental power radiated outward. In