Bibi Dong Abandons Her Child, Starting with Pick Four from Nine!

Far North.

Goose-feather snow blanketed the sky and earth.

Howling winds swept fine ice crystals across the endless snowfields.

The world was a vast expanse of white.

A solitary figure stood atop the snow.

"Bastard!"

Bibi Dong wore a purple-gold gown, its luxurious hem spread across the snow.

She possessed an almost perfect face, with fair skin and picturesque features. Her purple hair fluttered in the wind, several strands clinging to her cheeks.

Yet there was not a trace of warmth on that beautiful face.

Bibi Dong held a swaddled infant in her arms.

The baby had only been born recently. His tender little face had yet to fully develop, but his features were already exceptionally delicate.

The infant's tiny hands poked out from the swaddling, all ten fingers small and soft.

He had his eyes closed, breathing evenly, so quiet that he inspired pity.

Bibi Dong lowered her gaze to look at him.

Her expression gradually changed.

This child...

Was the bastard Qian Xunji had left behind!

Everything she had suffered in that secret chamber remained vividly carved into her mind even now.

A dim secret chamber.

A powerless body.

Qian Xunji's disgusting face.

Every scene had become a sharp thorn stabbed into her heart.

She hated Spirit Hall.

She hated even more the man who had ruined her entire life!

She had given birth to a pair of twins.

The girl had been kept in Spirit Hall by Qian Daoliu.

As for the boy in her arms, she had secretly hidden him away and personally brought him to the Far North.

This place was devoid of human traces.

A newborn infant had no chance of leaving these snowfields alive.

Bibi Dong raised her jade-like hand.

Her slender fingers settled around the infant's neck and slowly tightened.

"Don't blame me."

"If you must blame someone, blame your father for being Qian Xunji."

The suffocating sensation came swiftly.

The infant in the swaddling opened his eyes, his soft little face quickly flushing red.

"Waa—"

His crying shattered the deathly silence of the snowfields.

And at that very moment, a complete consciousness awoke from chaos.

Qian Chen's eyes widened.

His blurry vision gradually cleared.

The first thing that came into view was a gorgeous face filled with hatred.

Purple hair.

A luxurious gown.

And a dark-purple mark like a spiderweb between her brows.

Qian Chen was completely dumbfounded.

Bibi Dong?!

Had he transmigrated?

Qian Chen wanted to speak, but only broken sobs came out.

The pressure around his neck grew stronger and stronger, while the air in his lungs rapidly dwindled.

He finally realized his predicament.

Bibi Dong wanted to kill him!

Judging from what she had just said, he was even Qian Xunji's son.

Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong had given birth to twins.

Then didn't that make him Qian Renxue's twin brother?

"I just got here, and it's already over?"

The infant's cries grew weaker and weaker.

Bibi Dong looked at that flushed little face, but her fingers could no longer tighten.

No matter what.

This was still the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to.

Besides, a child had no right to choose his father.

After a long silence.

She slowly loosened her fingers.

Fresh air rushed into his lungs, and Qian Chen began coughing violently.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, the hesitation in her eyes had already vanished.

She bent down and placed the swaddled infant on the snow.

"Whether you live or die depends on your own fate."

After leaving those words behind, Bibi Dong turned around.

Her purple-gold gown swayed in the wind.

She did not look back again and soon vanished into the blizzard.

Qian Chen lay on the snow.

The freezing wind slipped through the gaps in his swaddling, carrying away what little warmth remained in his body.

He had just been celebrating his escape from death.

Now, he realized this place was hardly any better than being strangled outright.

Thick snow covered everything around him.

With his current body, even turning over was incredibly difficult.

Much less finding food or sheltering from the wind and snow.

Qian Chen's little face gradually turned pale.

His consciousness began to grow sluggish as well.

"I just transmigrated, and I'm already about to start over."

[Ding! The host's consciousness has fully awakened!]

[The Pick Four from Nine System has been activated!]

[Please choose four rewards from the following nine options!]

[One: Random Twin Super Martial Souls!]

[Two: Ten million Gold Soul Coins!]

[Three: The Clear Sky Sect's supreme inheritance!]

[Four: Complete theoretical knowledge from Grandmaster Yu!]

[Five: Dragon God Bloodline!]

[Six: Ten-Thousand-Year External Soul Bone!]

[Seven: Doubled cultivation speed!]

[Eight: Immortal Herb!]

[Nine: Life Law!]

Qian Chen's consciousness instantly cleared.

Nine options lay before him.

Ten million Gold Soul Coins were tempting, but he was only an infant. No matter how much money he had, he could not use it.

The Clear Sky Sect inheritance and Grandmaster Yu's theoretical knowledge were likewise several tiers below the other rewards.

The Ten-Thousand-Year External Soul Bone was incredibly valuable, and an Immortal Herb was enough to transform one's aptitude.

But the Dragon God Bloodline and Life Law were clearly even more precious!

Qian Chen did not hesitate for long.

"One, five, seven, nine!"

[Selection successful!]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Random Twin Super Martial Souls!]

[Twin Martial Souls will officially manifest on the day of Martial Soul Awakening!]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Dragon God Bloodline!]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining doubled cultivation speed!]

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Life Law!]

The system notifications ended.

A scorching energy surged from Qian Chen's heart.

The heat rapidly spread through his limbs and bones, soaking into every inch of flesh and blood.

His heart beat powerfully.

As his blood coursed through him, a faint nine-colored radiance emerged.

The Dragon God Bloodline originated from the Dragon God, sovereign of soul beasts.

This bloodline possessed both the Golden Dragon King's strength and the Silver Dragon King's elemental authority. As Qian Chen grew, it would gradually reveal its true power.

Immediately afterward.

A speck of emerald-green light appeared deep within his consciousness.

The light was faint, yet it contained vigorous vitality.

The Life Law was a power that grew alongside its wielder.

With Qian Chen's current body, he could only draw upon a tiny portion of it to enhance his vitality and recovery ability.

But even this tiny portion was enough to preserve his life.

The small mote of light merged into his flesh and blood.

Color returned to Qian Chen's pale little face.

The cold invading his body was driven away by the Dragon God Bloodline, and his weak breathing became steady once more.

Lying on the snow, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"At least I won't be attending my own funeral right after transmigrating."

At the same time.

Two stunning figures appeared deep within the blizzard.

The woman walking in front had a petite figure, her emerald-green hair falling all the way to her waist.

She wore a dark-green short skirt, beneath which a pair of fair, shapely legs was exposed.

Her slim waist seemed delicate enough to fit in one hand, and crystalline ice ornaments adorned her hips.

Her steps were light and lively. Sometimes she stepped across the snow, sometimes she leaped onto protruding chunks of ice.

Her exquisite, pretty face brimmed with vivid energy.

She was one of the Far North's Three Heavenly Kings, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion—Ice Empress.

Snow Empress walked behind her.

She wore a pure white gown, its hem fluttering softly in the wind, while her silver-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Her tall, graceful figure was outlined by the long dress.

Her waist was slender, her legs long, and her exposed skin was fair and smooth, complementing the surrounding snow.

Snow Empress's features were so flawless that not a single defect could be found.

Her dignified, noble aura made the entire snowfield seem like nothing more than her backdrop.

Ice Empress suddenly stopped.

She turned to look at a nearby snow slope.

A swaddled bundle lay quietly there.

Her emerald-green eyes blinked twice, and Ice Empress hurried over.

When she saw the infant in the swaddling, she immediately turned back and waved.

"Snow Empress, come look!"

"There's a child here!"