A Little Girl? Black Tortoise?

Zhao Han had deliberately gone around the Shangguan Family and made his way to the mountaintop because he wanted a bird's-eye view of the entire Shangguan clan, so he would have an escape route if anything happened.

It probably wouldn't come to that, but it was better to be prepared. After all, Shangguan Xuefeng and Bei Ming Chensi knew he was in the Ancient Battlefield, and they might have other ways of finding him.

When he reached the summit, the entire Water Dragon Stream lay before him.

"Water Dragon Stream is pretty big."

"To the right of the Black Tortoise River is a small cluster of luxurious buildings, arranged in a pleasing pattern. To the left are a great many low buildings. Looks like the right side is where the Shangguan Family's core members live."

Having roughly located the Shangguan clan's grounds, he was about to leave the summit when he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

"Hmm, what's that?"

"It's on the far side of the mountain. Let's take a look."

When he reached the far side, Zhao Han spotted a girl barely over ten years old, struggling to forage in the bitter cold, far away from him.

Foraging meant gathering medicinal herbs and edible plants.

In this freezing weather, the girl was dressed lightly, yet she didn't seem to feel the cold.

She was picking snow lotuses that could grow only in dangerous places high in the snowy mountains—rare, ice-blue ones.

What surprised Zhao Han was that the girl's Black Tortoise Bloodline seemed exceptionally strong.

A black snake tail, a full meter long, sprouted from her tailbone, and undeveloped black scales still covered her arms.

On top of that, her pupils were vertical, and every now and then she flicked out a little forked tongue.

But her head and