The Snow Country was a collective term for the many nations north of the Northern Wasteland. Unlike the nomads of the Northern Wasteland, civilization had arisen in the regions of the Snow Country farther north at a very early time.
When the sages of the Middle Ages ascended one after another, cultivators of the ice element had already established forces in the Northern Country, this treasured land of cultivation. They had also brought civilization to the locals.
The Holy Infant Sect's missionary campaign, which swept across the entire Divine Land, integrated the Northern Country into its fold.
That had already happened ten thousand years ago.
Now, the blue-eyed indigenous people of the Snow Country from legend had vanished. Bloodlines from the Central Plains had taken over that land. The Snow Country people of today merely had far fairer skin than the inhabitants of the Central Plains.
The person before Wang Qi was a typical Snow Country native.
When Zhao Qingtan saw the cultivator from the Unnamed faction, he went up to greet him. "Old Xiao, I knew you were a wild one at heart. You had to have a share in this."
Xiao, Chai, and Yi were all major surnames of the Northern Country.
"I'm just following Teacher Fan." The cultivator surnamed Xiao smiled. "Teacher Fan is going this time, so we're following him—that's all. Lucky for us. You know, my luck has always been pretty good."
"Teacher Fan..." Zhao Qingtan's eyes widened. "Teacher Fan De Fan?"
The young man nodded. "Indeed."
Zhao Qingtan sucked in a sharp breath. Fan De Fan was no lightweight name.
This master was no newly risen genius. He was an old-school cultivator who had entered the Immortal Path before the chaos of the Demon Emperor. Like Chen Jingyun, the sect master of the Myriad