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Whether they were charismatic young men or cultivators who appeared as naive as children, their gaze at Feng Qing’an had greatly changed. Only one woman, cold as a perennial mystic ice, did not change her look towards Feng Qing’an.

It was a disdainful gaze, and even as a woman who guarded her own chastity, she wasn’t like Hua Qingyu who was almost clueless about this matter. She could tell at a glance why the young man in white robes looked so weak and pallid.

She had even vaguely guessed that this young man, who was brought here by Hua Zhenchuan, may have recently concluded a certain encounter, which is why he looked so pale and unwell, probably since he hasn’t fully recovered yet.

But they were in the underworld now. Outside the portal in front of them was the ghost city of Ghost Nation, filled with surges of ghostly apparitions. The living humans in this ghost city were few, mainly familiar prodigies. Who could this young man possibly consort with?

Looking at the anomalies this young man had just demonstrated, it was clear to her who he had engaged with – it was probably an unusual ghostly Yin entity in this ghost city, and perhaps not only one. Otherwise, given his cultivation realm and sturdy body, how could he have been hollowed out to such an extent?

“I am Xin Fu of Floating Life Realm.”

“I am Tao Baibai from Three Saints Village!”

The two prodigies reported their sects and names to Feng Qing’an. They considered Feng Qing’an as an equal and, of course, viewed him as an Immortal Way seed that must be fervently courted.

Stumbling upon such a prodigy Independent Practitioner, if he was forming his core, they could just forget about it. But he was preparing to restart his cultivation. If their elders knew that they hadn’t done their utmost to court him, they would likely break their legs.

“Ice Emperor Palace, Su Qingying!”

Everyone naturally focused their attention on the cold woman, as she was the only one who hadn’t revealed her name and background to Feng Qing’an.

“Ice Emperor?!”

Upon hearing the background of this woman, Feng Qing’an’s eyebrows slightly raised. This sect’s name was far more dominant than the Floating Life Realm and Three Saints Village, and it gave an entirely different impression.

“The Ice Emperor is a powerful Immortal from ancient times who almost achieved the title of Emperor. The Ice Emperor Palace was established by the servants and disciples she had collected during a time of disillusionment when she was wandering an icy plain to perceive the Dao.”

The genuine disciple of Star Lodging Sect, who had just threatened to ignore him, spoke into Feng Qing’an’s ear again, explaining the history of the sect he was interested in.

“Ah, this… Ice Emperor Palace isn’t the legacy left by that powerful Immortal?”

Feng Qing’an was quite interested in what the girl, who had just spoken against him, was saying. It was a chance to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge.

“No, that Immortal didn’t name herself Ice Emperor, she neither left her name nor her legacy. The inheritance of Ice Emperor Palace was simply organized by those cultivators who briefly followed her based on her occasional teachings and guidance.”

Hua Qingyu informed Feng Qing’an of secrets unknown to ordinary cultivators. However, once she had said it, she realized she had said too much. She quickly added,

“Just listen to what I say, don’t mention it to others. Otherwise, you might get chased down by those old ice poles of the Ice Emperor Palace. They always proclaim to others that they are disciples of the Ice Emperor.”

“Tsk, they really have thick skins!”

Feng Qing’an marveled. They didn’t even know the name of their supposed master, and were only given some casual pointers, yet dared to proclaim themselves as disciples. However, he continued to ask,

“How long has the Ice Emperor Palace been around?”

“I don’t remember, it must be at least ten thousand years old. But it’s not as ancient as our Star Lodging Sect. These are all things I read in the Sects Secret Record, so you must never mention them.”

Hua Qingyu advised again with concern.

“Understood.”

Feng Qing’an took note, and was also astounded by the transcendent might of that ancient powerhouse. Just by casually walking across an icy plain and throwing out a few teachings created a sacred place for cultivation that survived tens of thousands of years without falling.

Looking at how the founders of Ice Emperor Palace fabricated stories and credited the Ice Emperor title to the ancient powerhouse, they didn’t even know her real name, let alone her true legacy. They were blatantly riding on her coattails.

“Fellow daoist Feng, have you ever heard of the Floating Life Realm…”

“No need to ask, he doesn’t even know about Star Lodging Sect, Eastern Azure Dragon Tao Palace, let alone your sects.”

After subtly communicating with Feng Qing’an and ascertaining that he did not bear a grudge against her for her outburst, Hua Qingyu jumped out again. She clearly saw through their intentions.

Just like Jin Wuying of Xu Wutian, these people intended to snatch away her future Founding Disciple, and this was something she absolutely could not tolerate, she had to fight back robustly.

“I know what you all are thinking, but if you want to compete with me, you need to ask my fists if they agree!”

At this moment, the young girl was luminous all over, like an ancient war goddess who had descended from antiquity, emitting an inviolable dignity and purity, even without the reinforcement of the vast and ancient starry sky scroll.