The Other Half

Before Zhuang Yan could truthfully report—

Ling Yun discovered it all just like that.

"The matter of your clansmen was done by that old hag in the Ice Palace. I owe her a favor."

"Ah?"

Zhuang Yan was greatly startled!

How could the King of Hell know all of this? And even know of the ancient Ice Palace that lived in seclusion?

The Ice Palace?

Such a distant memory, if not for meeting Zhuang Yan, he really would have forgotten about this force.

This sect only accepted female disciples, focusing on cultivating those with exceptional talent. It never bothered with the affairs of the Twelve Domains, and very few in the outside world knew of them. However, whoever offended them could just wait to be frozen into an ice corpse.

Ling Yun was actually old acquaintances with their Palace Mistress. Just to seek news of the Reincarnation Mirror, he had traded ice-attribute cultivation techniques to her.

That Palace Mistress truly was an old hag, a white-haired grandmother with ruthless methods and decisive actions—towards her enemies, of course.

She had always treated Ling Yun like her son...

This point gave Ling Yun a headache, which was why he called her a good witch.

An old hag?

Zhuang Yan swallowed his saliva. He certainly didn't dare call that granny with such terrifying strength by that name.

"What are you surprised at?" Ling Yun cast a sidelong glance at him. "Give this to her and let her thaw your clansmen."

With those words!

Zhuang Yan received a painting given to him by Ling Yun.

Staring at this painting, Zhuang Yan had questions in his heart, yet didn't dare ask them.

Would it really work?

He still remained half-doubtful.

Ling Yun certainly didn't have the spare leisure to accompany him on a trip. The