Hanbing Pool.
It had existed since the day the Qingyang Sect was founded. The sect had never publicly disclosed how it had formed, but rumor had it that a mutation in an underground spiritual vein was responsible.
The Cold Pool also belonged to the Qingyang Sect. Originally, only the sect's disciples could use it free of charge. After the recent increase in immortal cave rents, tenants had also gained free access as an added benefit.
A formation enveloped the area. Chen Lin and Qian Li landed at the entrance, where the steward checked their jade tokens before letting them in.
The moment they entered, an icy chill enveloped them from head to toe. Both immediately circulated their mana to resist it.
This was no ordinary cold. If it invaded their bodies and damaged their internal organs, even cultivators would fall seriously ill.
"Ha! There are so many beauties here today. Daoist Lin, let's hurry over!"
Qian Li swept his gaze around, immediately spotted his targets, and eagerly called to Chen Lin.
Chen Lin waved him off. "Go ahead, Daoist Qian. I'm going to cultivate."
He had no time to admire beauties. How could beauties possibly compare to the sweet satisfaction of cultivation?
"Tch, how boring. I think all that immortal cultivation has turned you into a fool. Without a garden of beauties surrounding you, what's the point of attaining longevity through the Great Dao? Life is meant to be enjoyed while you can!"
Qian Li curled his lip and paid Chen Lin no further attention, heading straight toward his targets with shining eyes.
Chen Lin shook his head.
Different experiences led to different outlooks.
Qian Li came from a prominent lineage in another city. He had never lacked resources growing up, had never experienced any real danger, and still received