Chapter 115

After leaving the Ice Palace, Xue Lingyun's footsteps were neither hurried nor slow.

The wind and snow of the Far North were like willow catkins brushing against his face—appearing dense, yet unable to so much as stir the corner of his clothes.

The cold formed an invisible barrier around his body. All Ice Crystals that came near were either repelled or melted, and even snowflakes landing on his shoulders could not remain there.

He wore a thin, dark outer robe, his hands tucked into his pockets as he walked at an unhurried pace, as though taking a stroll through his own backyard.

In truth, this place really was his backyard.

He had lived here for more than a decade. Ever since the Snow Empress had picked him up as an infant, he had grown up scrambling about these Icy Plains.

By the time he could walk, he was already riding Xiao Bai all over the Icy Plains.

He knew perfectly well which ice peaks hid underground rivers beneath them, which Ice Valleys could be crossed in winter but collapsed in summer, and which parts of the Icy Plains had ice holes that one could never climb out of after falling in.

Other children got lost in forests or on streets. He got lost on the Icy Plains. Of course, he had stopped getting lost later on.

It was not because his sense of direction had improved. By then, he had already carved the terrain of the entire Far North into his mind.

He knew this land better than most Soul Beasts born on these Icy Plains.

After crossing an ice ridge, he did not take a detour and simply climbed over it.

On the sheltered side of the ridge was a den of Ice Plains Wolves. The leader was a