Chapter 628 - 403: Celestial Dragon Roar

Chapter 628: Chapter 403: Celestial Dragon Roar

Wang Yi wanted to open the Chaos Realm. He had an enhanced military overcoat that provided excellent protection against the cold.

However, a system prompt immediately chimed in, informing him that the Chaos Realm could not be accessed within this special region.

Like Hero Village, the Great Snow Mountain was a Mysterious World. Many system functions, items, and divine abilities were completely restricted. Wang Yi could neither retrieve his overcoat to wear nor take out any blind boxes to open.

"Looks like I’m going to suffer again!"

Wang Yi shook his head and finally stepped forward to explore the Great Snow Mountain.

The extreme cold of the snowy peak quickly left him shivering uncontrollably. Fortunately, his dragon-transformed spine constantly radiated heat, saving him from freezing completely.

A day later, he trembled his way to the mountain’s summit, where he encountered a snow fox.

"Finally, a living creature! Is the mysterious encounter here?"

He immediately hurried over.

Freezing winds howled across the summit, turning the blowing snow into solid ice. Yet, the snow fox sat quietly against the gale, refusing to leave even as the snow froze its fur together.

Upon closer inspection, Wang Yi realized the creature was guarding a frozen corpse.

It was the body of a woman with a gaping hole in her forehead. There was no telling how long she had been dead.

The snow fox let out a low hiss.

"Don’t be nervous," Wang Yi said. "I’m just here looking for a fateful encounter!"

He could see that the creature was fiercely protecting the body. Perhaps the woman had been its master or its benefactor. This vigil might mean nothing to an outsider, but to the Blood Fox, it was undoubtedly the most important thing in the world.

"Who is she?" he asked tentatively.

The snow fox could not speak; it only continued its low hissing.

"She’s already dead. Let me help you bury her!"

The Blood Fox hissed more urgently, baring its fangs.

"Don’t be so hostile. Look at the blowing snow. Even if I do nothing, it won’t be long before the ice and snow bury both of you!"

"HISS..."

The Blood Fox kept up its low growl, glaring at him with such hostility that it looked ready to lunge at any second.

"Alright, alright. You do your thing, and I’ll do mine!"

Wang Yi shook his head and shuffled a few steps away. Figuring he had nothing better to do, he began practicing the Pure Yang Skill.

This was the eighth technique recorded in the Martial Arts Manual. It didn’t offer much practical power, so he had previously paid it little mind. Now, entirely unoccupied, he decided to grind its proficiency to unlock the ninth technique.

Time slowly trickled by.

The freezing winds raged on, piling the snow higher until the Blood Fox and the corpse gradually turned into ice sculptures. In contrast, steam rose from Wang Yi’s head as if he were sitting in a sauna. His face was flushed and rosy, completely untouched by the bitter cold.

The next day, Wang Yi concluded his cultivation session. A comforting warmth spread through his entire body.

He glanced to the side, and his expression dimmed.

The snow fox had long since frozen solid and been buried by the snow. It was entirely dead.

"It seems this snow fox was nothing more than stubborn. There was nothing magical about it. But now that it’s dead, what about my mysterious encounter? Is it not here? Or do I have to bury them before the opportunity pops out?"

Just as he was puzzling over this, the mound of snow in front of him suddenly exploded. The frozen corpse with the pierced forehead unexpectedly sat up, the gaping hole in her skull closing and healing at a visible rate.

"Something’s happening!"

Wang Yi took a few steps back. Figuring this was a scripted plot event, he stood quietly to the side and watched.

In less than a minute, her forehead was completely whole. She opened her eyes, radiating vitality, though her face was etched with sorrow. Gazing at the frozen snow fox beside her, she murmured, "I die, you live. I live, you die. Does fate truly have to be so cruel?"

"Hello?" Wang Yi waved at the resurrected woman.

She turned to look at him and suddenly froze in shock.

"Hello!" Wang Yi repeated. "I’m here looking for a fateful encounter. Might my encounter be right here?"

The woman spoke abruptly. "Child, do you know who I am?"

"Not this again," Wang Yi muttered, recalling the Golden-Haired Second Grandpa from Hero Village. He quickly asked, "Who are you? Don’t tell me you’re another one of my relatives?"

"Exactly. I am your Second Aunt!"

"Fuck! System bro, can you show a little competence? Is this so-called mysterious encounter just a family reunion? Are you just going to keep dumping a bunch of fabricated relatives on me?"

Wang Yi roared internally, though out loud he said, "Ma’am, are you sure you have the right person? Do you even know who I am?"

"Of course I do!" the woman declared. "Your father is the Iron-Headed Lion King! Your mother is the Cold Smoke Jade Qilin! Your youngest aunt is the Nanming Fire Phoenix! Your eldest uncle is the Cyan-Eyed Black Flood Dragon King! And I am your Second Aunt, the Glacier Snow Fox King!"

"My bloodline is freaking overpowered!"

Wang Yi muttered aloud, feeling like he was on the verge of losing his mind. The invincible state of mind he had cultivated through a hundred flawless victories was practically crumbling to dust thanks to the absurd events brought about by this mysterious scroll.

"Ten years ago, I was clearly already a level-headed expert. Now I’m turning into a complete joke! And here I was hoping for a breakthrough in my state of mind. This dog-shit system is intentionally trying to ruin my Dao heart!" he pondered silently, filled with lament.

His "Second Aunt," the Glacier Snow Fox King, continued. "You poor child. You were missing for four hundred years! To think that I would find you here today. The heavens truly are watching over us. Come, child, let me look at you. Four hundred years have passed, and you’ve finally grown into a man..."

"HMM..."

Wang Yi was completely speechless and could only offer a perfunctory, cooperative grunt.

"This is destiny, my child," she continued. "I shall pass down the Qilin Divine Skill to you. It was your mother’s ultimate technique!"

"The Qilin Divine Skill?" His heart sank. He suspected that the upcoming plot would involve him being trapped on this snowy peak until he mastered the technique.

"Indeed, the Qilin Divine Skill. Once you master it, you will possess a pair of invulnerable, boundlessly powerful Qilin Arms. When that day comes, no matter how vast the world is, there will be nowhere you cannot go and nothing you cannot conquer!"

"Qilin Arms? So, my so-called mother has a pair of Qilin Arms too, huh?"

At this point, absolutely nothing could surprise him.

The woman claiming to be his aunt stepped forward and pressed a single finger against the center of his brow. The next moment, an overwhelming deluge of information exploded within his mind!

The information was exactly as she claimed—the cultivation method for the Qilin Divine Skill.

A moment later, she withdrew her finger, leaving Wang Yi with the complete knowledge of the technique.

After briefly skimming through the information, he realized that the Qilin Divine Skill was remarkably similar to the Pure Yang Skill. He felt confident that he could cultivate it. If he succeeded, he might actually gain a pair of Qilin Arms!

"Child, you currently lack a divine skill to protect yourself. You cannot survive in the martial world as you are. This snowy peak is the perfect place to practice the Qilin Divine Skill. Cultivate here in peace, and I will stand guard for you!"

With that, the woman sat down cross-legged and activated a mysterious technique, instantly dispelling the surrounding blizzard and howling winds.

"No, wait!"

Wang Yi cried out in protest and immediately sprinted in the opposite direction. He barely made it a few dozen paces before slamming into an invisible wall and bouncing right back!

"Damn it, am I trapped here again?! System bro, are you really trying to drive me insane?" he roared at the top of his lungs.

Hearing his outburst, his cross-legged aunt frowned and scolded him. "You foolish boy! Why aren’t you practicing yet? If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me!"

Wang Yi let out a heavy sigh and gritted his teeth. "Fine. I’ll practice. I’ll practice! The Qilin Divine Skill, right? I’ll master it. But I’m a fucking Chaos Lord! What kind of Lord gets a gaming experience like this?"

He was thoroughly disgruntled but completely helpless. After muttering a few more complaints, he finally sat down cross-legged and silently began to cultivate.

This cultivation session lasted an entire ten years!

Wang Yi endured the grueling process and finally mastered the Qilin Divine Skill. His "Second Aunt" hadn’t lied to him. The technique was extraordinarily unique. It truly allowed him to forge a pair of Qilin Arms, granting him terrifyingly immense arm strength!

"DING! System Prompt: Congratulations on acquiring the secret technique, the Qilin Divine Skill. Divine strength has infused your arms, naturally forming a divine ability. The second mysterious event has concluded!"

"DING! Congratulations on acquiring the signature ultimate skill of the Lord of the Qilin Divine Country, the Qilin Divine King. The third mysterious event is about to begin..."