Mortal To Immortal (Book 1)
MTI 033 - Ice King

The two sky blue-robed men flew at a medium speed at an altitude of about two hundred meters above the surface of the Moonlight Lake. When their vision found a spot on the other end, they paused for a moment.

"Did my eyes see wrong?" muttered one of them.

"I don't think so, I saw it, too" replied the other. His eyes blinked a few times and realized his vision was fine.

The point they saw was Star Moon Island. Both of them approached and increased their flying speed to make sure their vision was correct. They then stopped, leaving a distance of tens of meters from the shore of Moon Star Island.

"Whoa! The island was seen back...what does it mean that Senior East Wind started to reopen his residence?"

"I think so. I don't know how many times we checked it and this time we got a good result. The patriarch must be happy to hear this news."

"Yes, you're right. I'll call him." One of them took out an object in the form of a five-sided jade.

This thing was called sound jade, a special tool that cultivators used to communicate over long distances. The shape and color are various that indicate the quality of the sound range.

Hundreds of kilometers from their position were, precisely in the coldest place in the entire Blue Moon Continent region, which was located at the northernmost and included the Blue Cloud Country region, the Blue Cloud Country, stand a sect called the Northern Ice Fortress.

In one of the rooms of the sect, a man sat down while reading a paper scroll.

"Hm?"

His focus was distracted and took out an object that was emitting light. From that he heard someone's voice.

"Greetings Patriarch, we bring good news. The Star Moon Island is back!"

"REally?!" The man stood up. His face showed surprise.

"Yes, Patriarch. Right now we are not far from the shore of Moon Star Island."

"Good, good. Thank you for your hard work. Your task is done, return to the sect to receive the reward."

"Well, thank you very much, Patriarch."

This man called the Patriarch was the leader of the Northern Ice Fortress, named Bing Houyi. He belonged to a great figure of a world cultivator of the Blue Moon Continent nicknamed the Ice King.

The information regarding the re-emergence of Star Moon Island made him happy, because there was actually something so important that it was necessary to meet Feng Xian, but it had been a few years that the island of his residence had disappeared.

He knew Feng Xian was closing himself off from others, but did not expect to spend long enough for several years.

"Alright, I will prepare to meet Senior Feng."

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Two months had passed since Meirong had successfully entered the Core Realm, but there had been no signs of Yutian completing his closed-door training, even exceeding the estimated time.

"Why is Master She's closed-door training so long?" Yao Han scratched his confused head while looking towards the forest of the lookout zone, where Yutian's covered training ground was located.

"Xiao Tian had two pure spirit roots, the time he needed to enter the Core Realm was longer than any Foundation realm cultivator in general," Feng Xian said.

"Is that so, Senior?" sahut Meirong slightly hesitated, "I have never heard of this, especially cultivators born with two spirit roots are extremely rare..."

"Actually I would never have known it wasn't for that Old Ice..."

"What does this have to do with Senior Bing?"

Yao Han was surprised, let alone Meirong. Almost no one knew the true background in terms of the innate talents of the Four Great Warriors. If there were, they would be gone.

Although it was not important to him, Meirong felt that this information would shock many parties. So far only Yutian that he knew had two pure spirit roots.

'No wonder Senior Bing became one of the Four Corners, the talent she possessed was extremely rare and terrifying..."

Meirong then thought wildly. If the Northern Ice whose real name was Bing Lizi had great talent, it meant that Feng Xian who was considered the greatest cultivator champion should have much more great talent.

'Could Senior Feng also have two pure spirit roots? Or maybe three?'

One pure spirit root was already rare, let alone two pure spirit roots. Three pure spirit roots were still unheard of. While Yao Han's condition was special that couldn't count.

Meirong refrained from asking and suppressed her curiosity. He was just guessing.

Five years of living with Feng Xian did not make himself or Yutian dare to ask about personal matters to Feng Xian. Even Yao Han who was his disciple was not.

What Meirong or Yutian did not know was that Yao Han did not ask because other than not caring, the youngster was enough to regard Feng Xian as a great cultivator based solely on the stories of the two.

Two days later, in the morning. Under a shady tree, Yao Han sat down casually with Meirong. Feng Xian was not far from the two still with his painting activities.

"Good game, Han'er.." praise Meirong while clapping.

Yao Han had just shown his skills playing the flute and played a cheerful pitched song for a few minutes to Meirong.

"I still need to learn a lot..." Yao Han tried to go low.

Meirong stroked his chin, "In addition to opening a teahouse, maybe you could add a flute music performance as additional entertainment. That way you get more income."

Yao Han laughed softly, while Feng Xian quietly snorted softly at Meirong's strange idea.

BOOMM!!!

The sound of such a loud explosion shocked the three. Yao Han fell down while covering both of his ears. Meirong even choked and coughed loudly because along with him drinking tea. Only Feng Xian seemed calmer.

The size and area of the explosion area will be directly proportional to the type of core that was successfully formed. Yao Han could only stare at the thick smoke and dust from the explosion Yutian produced.

"Teacher She also formed the Golden Core!" yao Han exclaimed as he looked at the golden light after the smoke and dust faded.

Feng Xian and Meirong were not too shocked by this, as they had already guessed from the sound of the explosion.

"Although both form the Golden Core, I must admit that Yutian is stronger than me..." Meirong smiled thinly as she stroked Yao Han's hair.

"It's very rare to see two spirit beasts forming the Golden Core." said Feng Xian laughing softly.

A few hours later Yutian appeared in the form of a jade snake. Its body length was about twenty meters and it was about two meters wide. He flew flying around curling around his body, as if creeping through the air.

A few meters before reaching the top of the mountain, his body glowed brightly and turned into a human being.

"Yo-y! Do you miss me?"

The cry that followed the typical wide smile was actually met with a loud blow to the head.

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