The Snow Emperor Taught Me Her Ultimate Skill? But My Innate Attribute Doesn't Match?

Snow Emperor had been observing intently, a flash of understanding and approval crossing her ice-blue eyes.

She nodded slightly, her ethereal voice ringing out with precise judgment:

"Blood and qi manifesting as scales, condensing into claws upon your arms—this not only greatly enhances the offensive and defensive power of your limbs, but also brings your control over your own lightning to an incredibly refined level.

There is no need to rely on your martial soul; you can summon lightning by will alone, wielding it as easily as your own fingers, releasing and retracting it at your whim.

Not bad. You can engage in close-quarters combat or strike enemies with precision at short to medium range. This ability... is perfectly suited to you."

The power granted by this mysterious soul ring felt like an instinctual part of his body, perfectly fusing his physical strength with the lightning attribute to form a unique and formidable combat style.

Snow Emperor looked at Xue Chen's young face, which still held a trace of bewilderment amidst the excitement, and continued in a voice that was both gentle and powerful:

"Chen'er, you must remember that this is only the beginning.

In the future, as your soul power level rises and your understanding of your own strength deepens, the distance, the finesse of control, and even the ultimate power of the lightning you summon will surely grow, far surpassing what you see today."

Her words painted a clear and promising path of growth for Xue Chen, making the light in his eyes shine even brighter.

Immediately, Snow Emperor's tone paused slightly, and her ice-blue eyes revealed a complex mix of insight and comfort as she looked at Xue Chen, her voice deepening:

"Child, I know that you are filled with curiosity and confusion regarding your own origins."

Xue Chen raised his head, met Snow Emperor's gaze, and nodded firmly.

This was indeed the greatest mystery in his heart.

"Do not be discouraged, and certainly do not feel lost or self-doubting because of it."

Snow Emperor's voice carried a power that could soothe the soul:

"The truth may be shrouded in mist, but the future is long. You have sufficient strength and opportunity to explore and to seek it out.

This path may be one you have to walk step by step, to uncover on your own."

Ice Emperor also stepped forward, uncharacteristically setting aside her usual playfulness. Her emerald eyes flashed with a sharp light as she interjected, her tone direct and resolute:

"Snow Maiden is right!

Kid, in my opinion, those parents of yours whom you have never met are likely terrifying existences, far beyond what you or I could imagine."

She paused, seemingly weighing her words, but ultimately chose to speak bluntly:

"They abandoned you in this bitter, frozen Far North, and it was certainly no ordinary abandonment.

I dare say, they must have had unspeakable difficulties!

After all, in this world, what kind of normal parents would easily forsake their own flesh and blood?"

Ice Emperor's gaze became incredibly serious, even carrying a hint of warning:

"So, Kid Chen, you must remember!

When you have the ability in the future to pursue and unravel the truth of all this, you must be fully prepared!

Perhaps... your parents did not want to abandon you, but rather, they themselves encountered some terrifying existence or catastrophe that even they could not contend with!

The secrets you carry may well be closely related to this!"

These words struck Xue Chen's heart like a heavy hammer.

Previously, he had mostly felt confusion and a vague sense of grievance over being abandoned, but now, Ice Emperor's words revealed another possibility!

A possibility shrouded in a massive shadow and crisis.

The excitement brought by his new power had not faded, but a trace of unease began to quietly sprout in his heart.

Truth... parents... more terrifying existences...

Xue Chen nodded at the words of Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor, pushing his complex thoughts about his origins aside for the moment, and replied obediently:

"Mother, Aunt Ice, I understand."

Though he said this, he had his own private calculations.

Both Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor had misunderstood Xue Chen's thoughts; he was actually only curious about his origins in a detached way.

As a transmigrator, he didn't have any deep obsession with the parents he had never met, nor did he want to get involved in any potentially troublesome disputes.

What he was truly curious about was what kind of astonishing power was sealed beneath the remaining seventeen seals!

That was the only thing that truly belonged to him and that he could actually master.

As for his parents, whatever happens, happens.

Ice Emperor looked at Xue Chen's young, earnest, and seemingly half-understanding expression, reached out to ruffle his hair, her tone uncharacteristically gentle and firm like an elder:

"Little Chen, your talent is heaven-defying; all you lack now is the accumulation of time.

Rest assured, Snow Maiden and I will do everything in our power to nurture you and keep you safe.

What you need to do now is settle your heart and take it one step at a time to improve your strength—that is what is most important!"

"Your Aunt Ice is right."

Snow Emperor's voice carried a reassuring strength:

"When the time for the truth arrives, it will naturally melt away like ice and snow, and the water will clear to reveal the stones."

"Before that, gathering your strength is the only correct path."

She paused slightly, looking at Xue Chen, a flicker of deliberation passing through her ice-blue eyes before she continued:

"In a while, once your foundation is more stable, I will attempt to impart my innate abilities to you."

Upon hearing this, Xue Chen's eyes lit up instantly!

He naturally knew what Snow Emperor meant by "innate abilities"—the three supreme arts of the ruler of the Far North: Emperor Palm, Emperor Sword, and Emperor Cold Heaven!

Those were existence-level divine skills!

However, a trace of doubt immediately crossed his mind, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Mother, your ability's origin is Ultimate Ice, which is completely different from my lightning attribute. Can I... really learn them?"

A mysterious and indifferent smile appeared on Snow Emperor's exquisite face as she said softly:

"Chen'er, you need not worry about that. When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

Just as Xue Chen was still immersed in the surprise and confusion of Snow Emperor wanting to teach him her supreme arts, he suddenly felt his body go limp. A wave of intense exhaustion washed over him, causing his small frame to sway, nearly losing his footing.

"Oops!"

He let out a low cry, only then realizing what had happened, and instinctively dispersed the dragon claw form he had been maintaining.

The blue dragon scales covering his arms faded away, revealing his original fair skin.

He clutched his forehead, his small face pale, and muttered in annoyance:

"I was so busy talking that I forgot to retract this soul skill... I didn't expect it to consume my blood essence. In just this short while, I feel like my body has been completely hollowed out..."

The little guy who had been majestic and commanding lightning just a moment ago had turned into this weak, wobbly mess in the blink of an eye. The contrast left Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor stunned for a moment before they both couldn't help but chuckle.

Ice Emperor, in particular, teased him without mercy:

"Hahaha, you brat, that's what you get for showing off! It seems this move can't be used so casually after all."

Amidst the laughter, Ice Emperor glanced around at the ruins of the Ice Crystal Palace, her tone tinged with a hint of regret as she said to Snow Emperor:

"Snow Maiden, it's just a pity about this Ice Crystal Palace you've lived in for so many years..."

Snow Emperor followed her gaze to her now-devastated palace. There wasn't much pain or regret on her face; she simply nodded slightly, stating in a calm tone:

"Mm, it is indeed quite a pity."

As her voice faded, it carried a trace of faint helplessness, yet it also contained a sense of transcendence.