Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter

Chapter 667: Chapter 202: None Are Good, Invading the Divine Tomb

"Did you tell Ping’an that the Barbarian King is only eleven years old this year?"

"Of course I did..."

Xue Ning laughed, her crow’s feet smoothing out.

Seeing her son being bullied, not only did she not feel hurt or angry, but she was actually happy.

Li Yuan understood, squeezed her hand, and whispered, "I know you’re still worried about Ping’an, but rest assured, I’ll teach him well."

"You, just go about your own business.

The child is already over thirty, what more is there to teach?"

Xue Ning softly replied, leaning slightly on the man’s shoulder.

As they talked, the palace carriage was already surrounded and escorted by the Giant Wolf Knights, heading into the depths of the snow.

Behind them were long lines of people...

Gradually, everyone crossed the "World’s End" and vanished into the snow of the Eternal Night.

"It’s getting dark..."

Xue Ning murmured softly, looking outside, where it was so dark she couldn’t see her hand in front of her face, her vision unable to reach the window of the palace carriage, relying only on touch and hearing.

The icy snow was swirling in the pitch-black night.

The howling wind sounded like an invisible giant serpent slithering across the frozen soil at the world’s edge.

To her, a mere mortal, such an environment could very well be considered hell.

Yet, her son and husband were here, and even if it was hell, she wasn’t afraid.

Outside the carriage, came the sound of Li Ping’an swiftly returning, amidst noises and words like "Good technique, try again."

Although the Barbarian King was small, he had just weighed this brother, so... he wasn’t interested in making another move.

The Taiyang Goddess had not blessed this brother, but uniquely favored him.

Thus, it was normal for the brother to be weaker.

In terms of age, the Barbarian King was a full twenty years younger than Li Ping’an.

But in terms of killing, the Barbarian King had killed far more than Li Ping’an.

Li Ping’an, at most, killed on assignments, but the Barbarian King had paved his way to the throne with brutality, blood, and bones during nights of true life and death in desperate situations.

However, Li Ping’an was sure to feel unconvinced, thinking he was just unprepared earlier.

Until Li Yuan softly said inside the carriage, "Your mother needs rest," Li Ping’an stopped his actions and walked alongside the palace carriage, refusing to ride the giant wolf the Barbarian King had prepared for him.

Being defeated by an eleven-year-old brother was something he could not accept.

Swiftly, the group delved deeper into the frozen soil, passing by the Zhenyan Tribe the next day, but not entering.

The Barbarian King rode his wolf beside the carriage and softly said, "Honored guest, if you wish to stay long, the current White Deer Clan is the best place to settle."

"Alright, let’s go with the Barbarian King’s arrangements." Li Yuan had no questions about this sudden change.

Just hearing Li Yuan’s voice made the Barbarian King very happy, and he spoke in a low voice, "The Zhenyan Clan is crowded and teeming with prying eyes.

The White Deer Clan, however, due to migration and integration, is nearly emptied out and isolated from outside contact...

Moreover, the White Deer Clan lies deep within the frozen soil.

Anyone wishing to enter here cannot bypass my patrolling wolf pack."

"That’s thoughtful..." Li Yuan said as gently as possible, feeling most guilty toward the son before him.

After a pause, the Barbarian King felt there should be more to say to his father, but... he couldn’t think of anything more to say.

The feeling of wanting to be close, yet not knowing how, as if it was harder to be close than it seemed, left him with an inexplicable sense of blockage in his heart.

He had thought countless times about his father, imagining his father holding his hand, teaching him cultivation, teaching him to ride wolves, doing many things together...

But all this was just in his thoughts.

When faced with reality, he realized that what he yearned for... didn’t actually exist, and perhaps shouldn’t exist?

This was the Barbarian King’s only trace of delicacy beneath his violence...

Clap!

Suddenly, he slapped the wolf’s head hard, carried his golden giant axe, and rode forward with head held high, leading by far, his black hair fluttering like a lion’s mane, wind and snow falling on him, yet lifting a thin mist.

He led his vigorous men to gallop in the snow and darkness with great pride.

...

Two more days passed.

A distant point of fire appeared.

The fire grew larger, more distinct.

Light and warmth also quickly returned.

"We’ve arrived."

The Barbarian King paused the giant wolf.

Li Yuan glanced at the fire outside the carriage, suddenly stunned, because... the color of the fire seemed to have an extremely subtle change.

Others might not notice this change, but as a "moving fire," he felt the White Deer Clan’s fire had gone from an original "red" to having a tinge of "withered color," with a slight increase in temperature and energy.

Li Yuan suddenly recalled the eastward movement of the "World’s End," squinted slightly, said nothing, and let the Barbarian King make arrangements.

Now was not the time to deal with this matter; he needed to focus on safely delivering Xue Ning to the Divine Tomb.

Soon, the Barbarian King led everyone to settle into the tents, also arranging maids and servants there.

These maids and servants were mostly descendants of criminals, mainly Copper Rong people implicated in previous rebellions.

The King would not forgive their crimes; any wrong had to be punished.

These maids and servants dared not act rashly, as they had long been frightened by the Barbarian King’s brutality.

Li Yuan’s whole family, from Cui Huayin, Jing Shuixiang, Gu Yaojue, Xiaozhao, Tang Nian, to Mei, Lan, Zhu, Ju, and even the hundreds of Ice Barbarians around the same age as the Barbarian King, along with their parents, all stayed here.

This was equivalent to moving the entire Chenxi Manor, plus Tang Nian, over here.

As for the Tang Sect, it was passed on by Tang Nian to Tang Ling.

Now, she could focus on studying her Puppet.