Those with Greater Talent and Better Births Were Often the Least Likely to Handle Everyday Trivialities Themselves

Feng Ling looked up at the sky and reminded him:

"Divine Son, it'll be dark soon."

"Traveling at night is too dangerous. Why don't we find a place to rest first?"

Li Changsheng surveyed their surroundings.

The terrain nearby was relatively flat, with no obvious glacial crevasses. Several enormous ice boulders stood in the distance, just enough to block some of the biting wind.

"We'll stay here."

With his approval, Feng Ling immediately stopped.

They each took out a prepared tent from their storage Soul Tools and set them up on the sheltered side of the ice boulders.

In no time, two tents capable of withstanding wind and snow stood amid the vast snowy wilderness.

Feng Ling walked over to the tents and raised a hand, channeling Soul Power into them.

As her Soul Power surged, a layer of dark purple light rapidly spread across the tent surfaces, eventually forming a thin Soul Power barrier that protected both tents within it.

The tents, which had been swaying constantly in the cold wind, immediately stabilized.

Wind and snow struck the Soul Power barrier with a dense, muffled patter, yet failed to shake it in the slightest.

Given Feng Ling's cultivation, maintaining such a barrier was not difficult.

As long as nothing unexpected happened, it would at least ensure that the tents would not be crushed by the gale or accumulated snow during the night.

Only after finishing all this did she nod in satisfaction.

"This should do it."

The two entered their respective tents and briefly sorted through their belongings.

A moment later, Feng Ling seemed to remember something.

She bent down and stepped out of her own tent, braving the wind and snow to the one beside it. She lifted the flap of Li Changsheng's tent and ducked inside.

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