Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 145 The Origin of the Ice Bow

Based on her deduction, this person should at least be someone in the clan council, someone who decides the direction and development of the entire clan.

Pansy shook his head, revealing a lazy, casual expression, and said, "In this aristocratic family, I'm more like a ghost."

"What do you want to say?" Mu Ningxue asked calmly.

This person should have appeared long ago. When the Mu He incident caused a huge blow to their entire branch family, this person with the most say in the Mu clan did not even show up. Mu Ningxue was able to gain a foothold in the entire Mu clan because, on the one hand, her own strength overwhelmed others, and on the other hand, this person's support.

Mu Ningxue never expected this person to offer her any help. To her, he was like an enlightenment mentor, guiding her onto this path of ice cultivation.

However, Mu Ningxue did not consider him a trustworthy person, because she believed that there must be many other chosen people like herself under his command, and that if she could not occupy the strongest position one day, she would be replaced immediately.

Mu Ningxue just didn't understand why he would reappear now if he had already given up on her because of the Black Vatican incident. Shouldn't he be communicating more with Mu Tingying now?

"As you know, Ice is the glory of our clan. Although there are many great clans in China that are on par with us, in terms of cultivation and strength, no clan can surpass us, and no clan can cultivate more high-level and super-level mages. So, do you know why?" Pansy asked.

How could Mu Ningxue possibly know the reason?

The Mu family has always been very large. Even a branch of the Mu family like herself holds a very high position in a small town, and there are countless other branches of the Mu family like hers.

"In fact, at the height of our power, the clan's emblem wanted to change—not ice, but a bow, a crystal bow that appeared to be made entirely of crystal," Pansy said.

Mu Ningxue was stunned for a moment, and the first thing that came to her mind was the Ice Crystal Bow, which seemed to have a contract with her soul!

"That's right, it's that one." Pansy seemed to be able to read Mu Ningxue's mind, a smile on her face.

"I don't understand," Mu Ningxue said, puzzled.

"There are many things you won't understand, but I'm going to tell you a harsh truth." Pansy's smile slowly faded, and she gradually tensed up.

"What facts?"

"This contract isn't just for you." Pansy's voice softened. "Do you remember when I first told you that this is a ladder to the throne of a noble family, built on the bodies of others? I think you took it as a metaphor back then, but it's not."

“Besides you, there are many people like you in our clan. You are not unique,” ​​Pansy said.

"I've never seen anyone else use it," Mu Ningxue said.

"We wouldn't use this on our direct descendants, especially since you're currently the strongest in the Dagger Contract, and you have control over it," Pansy said.

Mu Ningxue naturally remembered that ice crystal fragments would be delivered almost every few months. Mu Ningxue didn't ask about it, but simply placed the fragments in her palm and let them melt slowly, just like she had done at the beginning.

With each fragment melted, Mu Ningxue felt her cultivation level improve, and the Ice Crystal Bracer within her soul became stronger. Of course, the terrifying cold also increased as a result. Only by constantly cultivating and striving to improve could she prevent her body from being entangled by the Ice Demon.

"Your hair is starting to return to its original color, which means you and the Ice Crystal Bow are getting more and more compatible." Pansy looked at Mu Ningxue's hair and said, "What do you want? If it's just me, please release my friends!" Mu Ningxue looked at the mages around her who had already begun drawing constellations and said, "If your friends want to leave, we naturally won't stop them!"

Mu Ningxue looked at Mo Fan, Zhang Chen, and Mu Nujiao, signaling them to leave first, but they remained unmoved.

"It seems your friend doesn't want to leave. Do you want to know what we want? I'll explain it this way, and you'll probably understand."

"The scythe requires the power of revival. The way to revive it is to turn it into fragments and coexist with the soul of an ice mage. In order to make the power of revival purer, the ice mage chosen should preferably be one who has just awakened ice abilities."

"Once these fragments have been mostly restored, we will collect them one by one and combine them on one person to form a complete chariot on her body."

Pansy's words carried a hint of indifference.

"Therefore, my cultivation level increases each time I acquire a fragment!"

"Yes, you can think of yourself as a queen ant, and the other worker ants are like slaves, feeding you those fragments and then transporting them to you to build an exquisite and perfect anthill!" Pansy said.

Anger was already showing on the faces of the group, and the flames in Mo Fan's hands were about to overflow, but he saw that there was still doubt on Mu Ningxue's face, so he forcibly suppressed it.

Zhang Chen had been communicating with Bi Fang. As soon as they made a move, Bi Fang would blow a breath and burn them to death. Of course, Zhang Chen told Aunt Jiang Feng to try not to burn any of their valuables.

The four of them fighting against these fifty-odd people would cause too much commotion, and Zhang Chen still wanted the spoils of war! So Zhang Chen adopted this method.

"Then what about those who lost their fragments?" Mu Ningxue asked with utmost seriousness.

No one understands better than Mu Ningxue the nature of those ice fragments that are fused into the soul. Once these fragments detach from a person's soul, they will inevitably cause enormous damage, or even endanger their life!

"Don't worry, those fragment users didn't die. It's just that because the fragments left their bodies, they completely lost the cultivation they had worked so hard for over the years and became ordinary people. Of course, it's hard to say that some people committed suicide because of the loss of their cultivation, but those are not people I care about," Pan Xi said.

Mu Ningxue grew angrier the more she listened!

If she had known that this contract came at the cost of stripping others of their cultivation, she would never have continued cultivating; it was simply an evil art!

"By the way, your mother was also one of the contracted archer slaves." Pansy suddenly laughed, but the smile on her face became eerie.

"What did you say?!" Mu Ningxue trembled all over.

Memories of her mother flooded Mu Ningxue's mind. She recalled her mother's sudden, haggard appearance and her empty, soulless eyes as she passed away in depression.

Zhang Chen looked at the people around him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

So they came to seize the Ice Bow. It must have been difficult for them to bring so many people!