Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

Just as the young man in white was about to continue walking south, he suddenly received a message from his master, asking him to return to Xuelingxu quickly.

So he took his three disciples and headed north.

Two months later.

The young man in white returned to Xuelingxu.

On top of Aoxue Peak.

Ao Qingyue, Yin Ci and Xuan Su were all taken to the front hall by Senior Sister Xueyue to register, while the young man in white came alone to the courtyard where he had lived for ten years.

Under the ancient tree in the courtyard, an icy blue figure had been waiting for a long time.

As if she had sensed the approach of the young man in white, she slowly turned around. Her cold face had not changed at all from ten years ago, and was still stunning and beautiful.

"What did you gain from this trip?" she asked indifferently.

The young man in white saluted with both hands and said respectfully: "Master, I have accepted three disciples during this trip. They are Ao Qingyue, Yin Ci, and Xuan Su..."

"stop."

He was interrupted by the cold woman before he could finish his words.

Her tone was cold, and her eyes were even more sinister as she looked straight at the young man in white: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've become more talkative."

In the past, the young man in white would never dare to talk to her like that.

The young man in white smiled when he heard this and stopped talking.

He looked serious this time: "Master, I have discovered that the situation in the Northern Territory is very chaotic!"

The cold woman raised her eyebrows slightly: "Where is the chaos?"

The young man in white had already prepared himself. When he heard her question, he immediately told her the answer in his mind: "The world of cultivators in the Northern Territory is in chaos now. Sects and dynasties are constantly fighting each other. There are also demon cultivators taking advantage of the situation and slaughtering people. No matter whether they are mortals or cultivators, they are all suffering..."

The cold woman listened to his words without any change in expression. She just asked calmly, "Do you know where these chaos come from?"

The young man in white bowed slightly and said, "Disciple thought it was the rumor that has been circulating in recent years that the five-domain boundary wall is about to dissipate."

His guess is the same as the views of most cultivators in the Northern Territory today.

It is precisely because rumors about the imminent disappearance of the five-domain boundary wall have begun to spread in recent years that various forces have begun to conflict over the future of their own forces, and even started fighting each other.

It is precisely because of the chaos among the righteous forces that the evil cultivators began to emerge and even intensified.

Chapter 315 A Glimmer of Hope

The cold woman did not comment, but continued to ask: "Do you think the rumor that the five domain boundary walls have disappeared is true or false?"

Hearing Master's words, the young man in white did not answer immediately, but thought about it carefully before answering: "Disciple thought it was fake."

Although rumors are rife that the five-domain boundary will soon disappear, they have never been confirmed.

You must know that when the young man in white was brought into the Snow Spirit Ruins ten years ago, he heard the rumor that the five-domain boundary wall was about to disappear. Later, he also heard from Senior Sister Xueyue that this rumor had even started a hundred years ago.

But now, more than a hundred years have passed, and there is still no strange phenomenon in the boundary wall of the five regions. Instead, the situation in the northern region is becoming more and more chaotic.

The young man in white even seriously suspected that the rumor that the five-domain boundary wall was about to disappear was deliberately spread by a certain demonic force in order to disrupt the situation in the Northern Territory so that they could fish in troubled waters and profit from it.

After listening to the analysis of the young man in white, the cold woman shook her head slightly:

"Unfortunately, this rumor is true."

Listening to the master's calm and clear voice, the young man in white widened his eyes and said, "Master, are you serious?"

At this moment, a spiritual shield enveloped the two of them.

"This is the information obtained by Master Cang Xuan after several divinations." A trace of reminiscence appeared in the cold woman's icy eyes.

Master Cang Xuan!

Hearing this name, the young man in white was shocked.

The cold woman continued, "Do you know why Master Cang Xuan stayed in the Five Realms for a thousand years and refused to ascend?"

The young man in white shook his head slowly.

At this moment, his mood was in turmoil and his thoughts were in a mess.

"Because she predicted the future."

"A dark, turbulent future for the Five Realms."

The cold woman's tone was vague, as if it were a dream: "One day several years from now, the boundary wall of the five regions will completely dissipate, and at that time, an unprecedented and horrific war will break out that will affect all five regions..."

Just by listening to the master's description, the young man in white felt as if he was personally there. A scene of doomsday with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood seemed to appear before his eyes, which made him feel cold all over and his breathing quickened.

Until he could no longer bear it and interrupted: "Master, why don't you tell this news to all the major sects and dynasties, so that the cultivators in the Northern Territory can work together to overcome the difficulties!"

After hearing his naive words, the cold woman seemed to chuckle: "Just because of an unconfirmed rumor, the situation has become so chaotic. Do you think this method is feasible?"

The young man in white froze in expression.

"The human heart is hard to predict..."

The cold woman sighed softly, but soon her voice returned to its usual clear and cold tone: "After seeing the future turn dark, Master Cang Xuan gave up his ascension."

"She chose to stay in the Northern Territory and think of a way out of the situation."

"After countless divinations, she finally found the only way to break the impasse."

When she said this, her eyes became a little dazed.

……

more than ten years ago.

Tianxuan Peak.

The cold and aloof woman who had been the master of Xueling Ruins for nearly a hundred years came to the back mountain of Tianxuan Peak, in front of a thatched cottage next to a waterfall.

Outside the thatched cottage, an old woman in a white robe with white hair and a youthful face had been waiting for a long time.

"Greetings, Master Cang Xuan." The cold woman bowed slightly.

Master Cang Xuan had a gentle expression and pointed to the cushion beside him: "Sit down first."

After the cold-hearted woman sat down, she asked, "I wonder why Master Cang Xuan came to see me?"

Upon hearing this, Master Cang Xuan showed a gentle smile on his face: "Do you still remember the person I told you about fifty years ago?"

The cold woman's expression slightly changed: "A person born for the times?"

Cang Xuan Zhenren nodded with a smile and said slowly: "There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from the heavens. If you escape one of them, there is only a glimmer of hope..."

"And I finally found that glimmer of hope."

Speaking of this, she sighed.

She had been disappointed countless times during the thousands of years of divination, but her hard work paid off and she finally found it.

Hearing Master Cang Xuan's words, the cold woman's tone gradually became agitated: "Where is that person who was born to meet the destiny now?"

Cang Xuan Zhenren smiled but said nothing: "Just follow me."

The two left Xueling Ruins and headed south. Finally, in a dead city full of corpses, they found a black-haired boy covered in blood, whose appearance could no longer be seen.

The black-haired young man had a deathly expression, almost like a bloody man, with a lingering bloody aura all over his body. He just stood there on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the blood-red young man with murderous aura that was almost rising to the sky, the cold woman's eyes showed a trace of doubt: "Is this person the one who was born to meet the destiny?"

"He is right,"

Master Cang Xuan exhaled: "We are still late."

There was a hint of regret and sorrow on her face.

Even after they figured out the approximate location of the black-haired boy, they rushed over as quickly as possible, but they were still a step slow.

According to her divination, a demon cultivator passed through this city yesterday and wanted to sacrifice the blood of all the mortal cultivators in the city to refine himself, but for some reason he was punished by heaven and ended up with his soul torn apart.

But even so, among all the mortal monks in the city, only one black-haired boy survived, and he was the person who was born according to the divination.

"Lord of the Ruins,"

Master Cang Xuan said slowly: "Do you still remember what I said to you fifty years ago?"

The cold woman heard this, and the doubts in her eyes faded away: "Remember, you said that I have a master-disciple relationship with the person who was born in response to fate."

Cang Xuan Zhenren nodded slightly and looked at the black-haired boy below: "You don't regret it?"

The cold woman heard this, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was smiling: "As early as fifty years ago, I had already made preparations."

Master Cang Xuan stopped talking and flew into the dead city, to the side of the black-haired boy.

The cold woman followed.

Seeing two strange figures suddenly appear, the black-haired boy did not react at all.

"If you don't get rid of the inner demons in time, they will become disasters in the future."

Master Cang Xuan sighed, stretched out a hand, and gently pressed it on the boy's head. His tone was slow and gentle, with some mysterious power: "Young man, take a nap."

The black-haired boy lowered his eyes upon hearing that, and his body swayed as he was about to fall.

Fortunately, the cold woman flashed behind the black-haired boy, stretched out her two hands, and supported him regardless of the blood on his body.

"I sealed his memory temporarily."

Master Cang Xuan showed a trace of fatigue, and said to the cold woman in a gentle voice: "I am afraid I will not live for many more years, so I will leave this young man to you."

……

As her thoughts flowed, the trance in the cold woman's eyes slowly dissipated and she gradually became determined.

She looked at the young man in white in front of her and said indifferently: "Follow me."

Chapter 316: A Qualified Master

Inside the secret room.

The two sat opposite each other.

"Master, this is..."

The young man in white had a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Raise your hands."

The cold woman interrupted him.

The young man in white hesitated slightly, but still raised his hands.

Seeing this, the cold woman also stretched out her hands.

The two people put their palms together.

The cold little hands of the elegant woman were so icy cold that even the young man in white was startled.

"Concentrate your mind and practice your mental skills." The master's voice sounded beside his ears.

The young man in white came to his senses, quickly closed his eyes, and began to practice his mental skills.

After breaking through to the peak of the seventh realm in the battle with the demon cultivators, the white-clothed young man's cultivation speed slowed down a lot.

According to his speculation, without several decades of hard work, he would never be able to reach the edge of the eighth realm.

But what surprised him was that the speed of cultivation this time was abnormally fast. A stream of spiritual energy poured into his body and spread to his limbs and bones.

But the source of spiritual energy is... Master?

The young man in white's eyes twitched and he was about to open his eyes.

"Concentrate!" A light shout exploded in his heart.

The young man in white was shocked and immediately withdrew his distracting thoughts. The spiritual energy in his body, which was slightly chaotic, finally returned to calm.

After an unknown amount of time, the spiritual energy flowing into the body gradually decreased until it returned to normal.

The young man in white stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

This training alone was equivalent to several years of hard work!