Chapter 3105 Shen Tianyu 505

Sheng Po quickly surveyed the surrounding area.

Amidst the vast expanse of white snow and mountains, besides him and Master Mao Jun, where was Shen Tianyu?

It's true that Shen Tianyu was dressed in white, but his hair was black.

It can be distinguished from the white snow.

Sheng Po shouted loudly, "Shen Tianyu! Tianyu!"

The only response he received was his own echo.

Master Mao raised his hand and slapped his own mouth. "Look at my stupid mouth! I shouldn't have said that Tianyu had more of a fairy-like aura and was more pleasing to the eyes of the immortals. Look, my words have come true!"

Sheng Po's long, beautiful, and charming eyes suddenly stared intently at him. "Senior, you did this on purpose."

He spoke with certainty.

99% certain.

Master Mao chuckled, "You little rascal, you've got some nerve trying to trick me? Don't forget, who rescued you from the depths of that Thai-Cambodian jungle? Although I didn't directly save you, I still deserve credit."

Sheng Po's eyes narrowed slightly. "One thing at a time. What you did today, senior, was unethical."

Master Mao's lips twitched slightly. "You're quite clever, kid! Tell me, how did you guess?"

Sheng Po narrowed his eyes. "At your age, you've long been a shrewd and experienced person. What storms haven't you weathered? How could you not know that circulating your qi in your dantian and shouting loudly would cause an avalanche? You deliberately provoked an avalanche to anger certain people, or rather, to make sure they're not human. You want Tianyu to keep Jing Hong company."

"Hahaha!"

Master Mao laughed three times, “As expected of the smartest kid in the Ten Thousand Poisons Cult, you can even read my mind. Yes, that’s exactly what I meant.”

Sheng Po's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Have you thought about the consequences? What you're doing puts Tian Yu in great danger."

Master Mao was displeased. "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

"Both of them are currently missing, neither alive nor dead."

Master Mao Jun flicked his whisk lightly against his arm. "This is their destiny. They will live together and die together. It's better for them to be together than for Jing Hong to be all alone."

He lifted his foot and walked forward, his voice deep and powerful, "Alright, I'm going down the mountain. It's several thousand meters. If you want to live, come down with me, otherwise you'll freeze to death on this mountaintop."

Sheng Po stared at his back without moving.

The snow is still avalanche.

It will collapse here very soon.

Sheng Po retreated while searching for Shen Tianyu.

He dared not shout loudly, but could only call out in a controlled tone, "Shen Tianyu! Tianyu!"

Although they were enemies at first, he later fought alongside him several times.

He killed his adoptive father, Sheng Kui, but he also saved his life.

He didn't want to just abandon him like that.

After walking several hundred meters, Master Mao turned around and saw Sheng Po far behind him.

He moved swiftly and arrived in front of Sheng Po, scolding, "You brat, what do you take me for? Do you think I'm someone who deliberately harms others? Of the three of us, only Tian Yu has disappeared, which means that Tian Yu has this connection with them. If you wait here idly, you'll only freeze to death. Come down the mountain with me now."

Sheng Po lifted his eyelids and glanced at him sideways.

I was angry that he acted so recklessly.

Master Mao thought to himself, "This brat has such a sinister look."

If it were anyone else looking at him like that, he would have slapped them long ago.

Let's teach him a lesson.

But Sheng Po's face was so beautiful, like a fairy, that even when she looked at people sideways, it was impossible to get angry.

Master Mao flicked his long sleeves in front of his nose.

He concealed a mechanism in his sleeve and moved with incredible speed.

Sheng Po was caught off guard and tried to hold his breath, but it was too late.

I felt dizzy and disoriented, and my body instinctively fell forward.

Master Mao caught him, then tossed him onto his shoulder and carried him forward, cursing as he went: "You brat, if it weren't for Wuya Zi's sake, and considering how rude you are to me, I would have given up on you long ago. Who would want to carry you down the mountain?"

As he was cursing, he suddenly thought of his granddaughter, Jing Hua.

He thought to himself, "After we go down the mountain, I can't let this kid be alone with Jing Hua."

Jing Hua was too young; how could she resist the allure of his raised eyebrows and lowered eyes?

How could a grown man be so charming?

He was so charming that he attracted both men and women, and even this over eighty-year-old Taoist priest almost couldn't resist him.

The moment he disappeared, Shen Tianyu felt as if he were dreaming.

There was a moment of disorientation.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a place completely different from the snow-capped peaks of the Kunlun Mountains.

Here, you'll find lush flowers and green trees, and the climate is warm like spring.

Looking around, pavilions, terraces and towers are all present.

He stepped forward and entered a building.

The gates were wide open, revealing a magnificent interior. However, the decor was not modern; it resembled a high-end hotel in an antique style, but much larger in scale. It would be more accurate to call it a mountain resort or a palace.

Shen Tianyu continued walking inside.

The large hall was completely empty.

It was quiet all around.

Shen Tianyu's eyes flickered slightly, guessing that Jing Hong had probably also fallen into this place.

This place contains the so-called Golden Terrace and Jade Pavilion in Xuanpu Mountain, as recorded in the Han Dynasty document "Huainanzi: Topography", but it lacks the ethereal fairyland of ancient myths.

He opened his lips and called out, "Jing Hong, Jing Hong."

No one answered.

He slightly raised his chin and looked up at the building.

The upstairs decoration is also extremely luxurious.

Shen Tianyu's thin lips moved slightly, "May I ask, host, what brings you here? Are my friends also here?"

No one answered.

Shen Tianyu added, "If you lack hospitality, don't blame me for being rude!"

He figured that if no one answered upstairs, he would just barge in and check it out.

Suddenly, a clear, crisp laugh reached my ears.

It was a woman's laughter.

He doesn't sound very old, probably in his early twenties.

Shen Tianyu looked in the direction of the sound.

A long white ribbon fell from the sky.

A graceful figure slid down the long ribbon.

The woman wore an ancient hairstyle, a light and airy white gauze dress, and two thin white veils covering her face.

She circled around Shen Tianyu, as if trying to get a good look at him.

Shen Tianyu stood tall and elegant, neither flustered nor surprised.

Kunlun has been a sacred place beloved by many cultivators since ancient times. Although the ancient myths are just legends, the reclusive masters of the past have come here to cultivate, and over time, it was inevitable that a large group would form. These people lived in seclusion, isolated from the outside world, and their lineages often ended in discontinuity.

Just like him, his master Dugu Cheng, and Zong Heng, they were almost completely cut off from the outside world.

It's not surprising that this woman is dressed in such strange clothes.

The woman took a few steps back, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Shen Tianyu said, "We're all human, what's there to be afraid of?"

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled again, "Why do you think I'm human? Those who stumbled upon this place before all thought I was a fairy."

Shen Tianyu narrowed his eyes, looking down at her, "You don't have any celestial aura."

The woman wasn't angry. She looked him up and down with her beautiful eyes. "You are more handsome than that one, but it's a pity you've lost your virginity. What a pity."

Shen Tianyu understood.

Sure enough, Jing Hong was there.

Shen Tianyu said, "Please hand him over to me."

The woman's laughter was as melodious as a nightingale's song. "He is full of yang energy, born with a pure yang destiny. He is a rare and excellent furnace, and it would be a pity to hand him over to you like this."

A cold smile played on Shen Tianyu's lips. "What do you want in return for handing him over to me?"