Lu Ming becomes a god?! Snow Emperor's love!

On a training ground behind the academy.

Two figures stood facing each other.

One of them was an incredibly beautiful woman dressed in an ice-blue long skirt.

She had hair as white as snow and skin that was crystal clear, as if carved from the purest ice and snow.

She merely stood there quietly, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze, emitting a chilling aura that made one's heart palpitate.

This was the leader of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Extreme North, the Snow Empress, with a cultivation of seven hundred thousand years.

Standing opposite her was a young man who looked no older than twenty.

The man wore a simple white robe, his black hair like ink, casually tied back with a hairband.

His features were exceptionally handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. A faint smile always played on his lips, making him appear like a gentle scholar, with no trace of soul power fluctuations emanating from him.

"Lu Ming, be careful."

The Snow Empress lightly parted her crimson lips, her voice clear, crisp, and pleasant, like ice pearls falling on a jade plate.

Before her words even finished, she raised her crystalline jade hands.

In an instant, the temperature of the entire training ground plummeted. Countless ice-blue snowflakes condensed in the air, transforming into extremely sharp ice swords that rained down upon the white-robed man.

Emperor Sword, Ice Extreme Unrivaled!

This strike was enough to instantly kill a Level Ninety-Five Titled Douluo.

However, facing this world-destroying attack, the man named Lu Ming didn't even bat an eyelid.

He calmly raised his right hand. In his palm, a seemingly ordinary Blue Silver Grass quietly appeared.

But this Blue Silver Grass was different from the usual. Its leaves flowed with faint golden patterns, emitting an aura of endless vitality and all-encompassing power.

"Disperse."

Lu Ming softly uttered a single word.

The Blue Silver Grass instantly grew, transforming into countless golden vines that wove into a massive net in the air.

The Ice Extreme Unrivaled swords, capable of piercing space, struck the golden vines and, as if ice and snow encountering a scorching sun, instantly melted and disintegrated, dissipating into the air as the purest water element.

Immediately after, a vine shot out like a swimming dragon, effortlessly piercing the Snow Empress's defenses and hovering three inches from her smooth forehead.

The outcome was decided.

The entire process took less than the blink of an eye.

The Snow Empress looked at the vine emitting a faint golden light before her. A flicker of surprise flashed in her usually cold eyes, which then turned into a sigh of helplessness.

"I lost again."

She dispelled the snowstorm, looking at the man before her, her tone filled with admiration.

"Your strength has improved too quickly. A few years ago, I could still exchange a few blows with you, but now I can't even withstand one of your moves."

Lu Ming smiled faintly, retracting his Martial Soul. The myriad of vines instantly vanished as if they had never appeared.

"Xue'er is too kind. It's just good luck and a slight realization."

He walked to the stone table nearby and sat down. He picked up the teapot that had been kept warm on the table, poured two cups of steaming fragrant tea, and gestured to the Snow Empress.

"Come, have some tea to warm yourself up."

Seeing Lu Ming's nonchalant demeanor, a ripple stirred in the Snow Empress's heart.

She walked to the opposite side of the stone table and sat down, taking the teacup. Her gaze, however, remained fixed on Lu Ming.

Who would have thought that this man, who could defeat her, the ruler of the Extreme North, with a single move, was once a weak human who almost froze to death when he first arrived here over a decade ago?

Lu Ming picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip. His gaze drifted towards the vast snowfield in the distance, his thoughts also drifting back to the past.

He was a transmigrator.

When he arrived in this Douluo Continent, the Martial Soul he awakened was the universally recognized trash Martial Soul – the Blue Silver Grass.

Moreover, his Innate Soul Power was extremely low, and his talent was abysmal.

But he didn't despair, because he had the standard equipment for all transmigrators – a system.

It was just that his system was a bit special, named the "Late Bloomer System."

This system granted him two incredibly heaven-defying abilities.

First, was the destiny of a late bloomer.

No matter how poor his talent was, as time went by, his cultivation speed would become faster and faster. Bottlenecks simply didn't exist for him, and his foundation would be built incredibly solid.

Second, was the ability to summon Heroes from his past life's game, Honor of Kings, to this world, to become his guardians and instructors.

Back then, because of his weak strength and having offended the powerful, he had no choice but to flee to this desolate Extreme North.

Not long after entering, he almost froze to death in the snow due to his inability to withstand the extreme cold.

It was the Snow Empress who happened to pass by and, out of momentary kindness, saved him.

He established Jixia Academy in the Extreme North and quietly signed in and cultivated.

From being a Level 1 Soul Master at the beginning, he has grown step by step to the current Demigod Realm!

And the Heroes he summoned have also continuously grown stronger with his power.

Old Master, Mozi, Zhuang Zhou... these three Sages of Jixia Academy now possess the terrifying strength of Limit Douluo, guarding the depths of the academy.

Even Li Bai, Kai, Hua Mulan, and others summoned later, the weakest have already reached the level of Soul Douluo or even Titled Douluo.

It can be said that although Jixia Academy is not well-known on the continent now, in terms of top-tier combat power, it is enough to sweep across the entire Douluo Star!

"What are you thinking about?"

The Snow Empress's voice interrupted Lu Ming's thoughts. She held a teacup in her hands, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness could be seen in her ice-blue eyes.

Lu Ming came back to his senses and smiled.

"I was thinking about when I first arrived here. If it weren't for you, I probably would have turned into an ice sculpture long ago."

Upon hearing this, the Snow Empress's cheeks flushed slightly, making her appear exceptionally captivating against the backdrop of ice and snow.

"That was because your fate was not to die."

She said softly, her gaze becoming somewhat distant, "You were so weak back then. Who would have thought that you would become this strong now? Lu Ming... are you going to stay here forever?"

Lu Ming looked at her, naturally understanding the meaning behind her words.

After so many years together, they were both mentor and friend. Lu Ming, not being a blockhead, naturally sensed the Snow Empress's feelings for him.

This proud ruler of the Extreme North had long since fallen for him.

However, Lu Ming harbored greater ambitions in his heart.

"Of course."

Lu Ming put down his teacup, his gaze deep. "Jixia Academy has just begun, and my path is still long. This Extreme North is quiet and suits me perfectly."

He paused and then added, "However, stillness breeds restlessness. Recently, there seems to be some Soul Master Competition being held on the continent. I plan to send a few students out to experience it, and also to let the name of Jixia Academy shine a little in this world."

The Snow Empress was slightly taken aback, then broke into a smile. This smile was like ice and snow melting, and a hundred flowers blooming.

"If your students go out, I'm afraid the so-called geniuses on the continent will all be overshadowed."

Lu Ming laughed heartily, not refuting her.

He stood up, walked to the edge of the cliff, and stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind.

"Overshadowed? Perhaps."

"After all, my goal has never been this mere Douluo Continent."