Ice Cultivator Ji Yuan! [Please Vote for This Month's Ticket]

"You... want to become immortal too?!"

The moment that voice rang out in Ji Yuan's mind, he watched helplessly as the Soul-Calming Bell around his Divine Soul crumbled away, inch by inch.

So the first words that sprang to mind were no answer to the question.

They were four simple words.

"My life ends here!!!"

After that thought, the question filled Ji Yuan's mind completely.

Become immortal—who wouldn't want that?

If he didn't want to become immortal, why cultivate at all?

Cultivators sought long life, enduring sight, and an eternity of green. Wasn't it all for that one word: immortal?

"Yes."

After giving that single-word answer, Ji Yuan was drawn to the purple vertical eye before him. It seemed exquisitely beautiful, a marvel beyond compare.

Within it seemed to lie supreme Daoist arts and heaven-reaching immortal techniques.

If I step inside, I can attain the Dao and become immortal!

Though he had already retreated to the stone hall's entrance, his legs now carried him toward the Icefire Pool against his will.

With every step he took, the scorching Water Fortune lingering in the air cooled a little. By the time he reached the Icefire Pool, his eyes unfocused, no trace of heat remained around him.

Even the deep pool had returned to its usual color.

Which meant... night had fallen.

Ji Yuan stood at the edge of the Icefire Pool. His body lifted his right leg beyond his control, then... set it down.

His foot plunged into the pool, solidly and unmistakably.

As soon as it did, ripples spread across the once-still surface, like wrinkles creasing a human face.

The ripples traveled back and forth.

Even the purple vertical eye, so clear before, grew indistinct.

Perhaps the pool was too cold. Perhaps the eye had blurred. Or perhaps the vanished