The Snow Empress took out a pile of soul bones from her ring and casually placed them on the snow. The soul bones came in all shapes and forms—some were as crystal-clear as ice crystals, some glowed with a deep blue sheen, and some bore faint silver patterns flowing across their surfaces.
A rough count revealed over twenty or thirty pieces. They cast multicolored halos across the pale snow, like gemstones scattered over white silk. And this was only a portion of them. It was enough to show just how many ancient remains lay sealed beneath this ice field.
"Look for yourself." The Snow Empress stood with her hands behind her back, her tone as calm as ever. "But I can only give you six pieces to use as you please. As for the rest... that will depend on your own efforts."
Yan Hongchen raised an eyebrow slightly. Six pieces—the number needed for a complete set of soul bones. That was enough, really.
Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen were already dumbfounded. Standing behind Yan Hongchen, their gazes swept over the pile of soul bones again and again. Their mouths hung open for a long while. A scene like this, with dozens of soul bones piled into a small mountain—even if they had never seen it before, they had never even heard of it.
Xiao Hongchen swallowed and lowered his voice as he asked Meng Hongchen, "Did Little Brother... move the Snow Empress's treasury here?"
Meng Hongchen ignored him. Her eyes were fixed on one soul bone that glimmered with an icy blue light, and her heart began to race.
"Dad, Brother, Sister." Yan Hongchen turned and beckoned to the three of them. "Come pick one each. Otherwise, I won't know what kind you want."
Seeing this, Yi Hongchen understood that