Yama Riding a Corpse, a Hero's Petty Heart

Four Girls Mountain had a beautiful name, and its peaks were beautiful too, but only when you truly drew close did you realize how towering and magnificent it was.

Even masters like the Murong Brothers could not conquer this mountain with a mere blink of the eyes.

The treasure map Ning Qing had drawn was also an immensely tempting one.

What made this treasure map so alluring was how it stirred one's desire to explore. It was not overly detailed; it held mystery and challenge, yet it did not leave one utterly baffled and grasping blindly. That faint, hazy sense of mystery was deeply enticing.

It was like a beauty who was not completely unclothed, merely dressed thinly and sparsely. Rather than throwing herself into your arms, she seemed to welcome yet refuse, making her all the more seductive.

The closer they came to the snow mountain, the more bitterly cold the temperature became.

Even at the foot of the mountain, snowflakes often drifted down.

The Murong Brothers' hair occasionally shook on its own, sending the snow gathered on it fluttering away.

There were still some extremely crude roads beneath Four Girls Mountain, but once one wished to climb the mountain, there was practically no road at all.

Because even the most devout pilgrims only needed to reach Snow Nunnery to complete their pilgrimage.

The snowy realm farther above had been an uninhabited region for thousands upon thousands of years.

Yet as the most learned and well-informed person in Jade Pearl Manor, Zi Yu had her own exclusive intelligence: there was not entirely no route to Youngest Sister Peak.

It was said that the nuns of Snow Nunnery occasionally entered the upper peaks. Since they entered those peaks, then even if there was no path, there had to be at