Cold Mountain Goddess

Cold Mountain...

Cold Mountain Goddess?!!

Third-Order Evil Spirit!

A stormy sea surged in Lin Nan's heart. He forcibly composed his expression and remained silent for only a moment.

Then he swiftly clasped his fists and bowed, his expression respectful. "This disciple pays respects to the Cold Mountain Goddess! So it is the Cold Mountain Goddess who has graced this place with her presence. Your deeds of protecting one region and bestowing blessings upon countless people have been praised since my childhood. I have long revered you beyond measure. To meet the True Person today is truly the fortune of three lifetimes!"

The Cold Mountain Goddess cast him a sidelong glance. "If it is the fortune of three lifetimes, why do you keep backing away?"

Lin Nan had already retreated ten paces. He laughed heartily. "This disciple is frightened. How would I dare offend your immortal presence? I merely feared that the foul aura on me might affect you, Goddess!"

"Heh..." The Cold Mountain Goddess suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, her emerald eyes flickering several times.

"You little fellow are rather interesting...

"I wonder what brings you here, Goddess?!"

While respectfully calling out, Lin Nan cautiously wriggled backward.

"I came to find a spirit artifact I lost. Just now, I sensed that it was nearby, but the sensation suddenly vanished."

"A spirit artifact?! What spirit artifact? Which bastard dared lose the Goddess's spirit artifact? I will certainly do everything in my power to help you recover it!"

"It is a cup..." The Cold Mountain Goddess's voice was ethereal.

"Oh? What does it look like?"

"It is palm-sized, entirely green, with four patterns on its body... Eh, what is wrong with you?"

"Nothing... nothing...

"No, your face has gone pale!"

The Cold Mountain Goddess leaned her lovely face close to Lin