You've Just Gotten Stronger

On the snowfield.

Four trails of footprints stretched on and on.

A man and woman wrapped in white fur cloaks walked forward. The man carried a black sword case on his back, while beneath the woman's white cloak was a long black dress—a pair of immortal lovers amid the snowy plains.

Li Yaozu was absent-minded.

He had gone out in search of the Dao, retraced the roads he had once traveled, seized the swords, witnessed the swordsmen of the world, and returned to the snowfield. He had failed to make it back for the battle at Heavenly Rampart Prefecture. News from home said it had been a sweeping victory, yet worry still weighed heavily on his heart.

"No need to rush. The Blood Moon hasn't arrived yet. The Southern Border can't hide many immortals. With the Southern Border's strength, killing those pieces of trash will be easy enough." Fang Linglong parted her red lips.

"Sister Fang, you know about immortals?" Li Yaozu asked casually. Fang Linglong had stayed within his sword case for many years, and his second younger sister had always been sending him medicine. The medicines sent over the years had grown increasingly potent. This Devil Master who had once ended the Witch Tribe calamity was shrouded in mystery at every turn.

"What do you think? I'm a devil. Still, I haven't encountered many immortals. Killing those few things was merely a matter of convenience."

Fang Linglong continued onward, as though she had recalled something unpleasant.

Li Yaozu had never wanted to pry. But with the Blood Moon approaching, he forced himself to ask, "Sister Fang, how did you end up in the Devil's Den?"

"This is my home."

Fang Linglong pointed ahead into the Snow Region.

Li Yaozu frowned. When Fang Linglong had rescued him and brought