Chapter 681: Chapter 681: Picking Snow Lotus
Lin Kuang did not notice Chen Fengyuan, as the distance between them was simply too vast. He would be unable to detect him unless they were much closer; after all, he was not a god.
At this moment, Dong Qilong, Dong Qibao, Fan Mohao, Fan Moran, and four Martial Artists from the Dong Family also hurried to the Snow Mountain.
Their eyes lit up at the sight of the vast, white expanse around them. The scenery was truly beautiful, especially for those who had grown up in the south. Seeing so much snow was a rare sight.
"What a vast snowfield," Dong Qilong murmured, "and yet, it is destined to be stained with blood."
At that moment, Fan Mohao spoke up. "Everyone, let’s split up to search. If anyone finds Lin Kuang, we’ll all converge on that position."
Hearing this, Dong Qilong and Dong Qibao nodded. "Alright, let’s do that. Let’s move out."
With that, the group of eight split up and began searching for Lin Kuang across the snowfield.
A few minutes after they had left, Xiao Chenfeng arrived leisurely at the snowfield.
"Tsk tsk, what a beautiful scene. I should get going, too."
With that, Xiao Chenfeng pulled a snowboard from behind his back. He had another one strapped on as well, though it was unclear who it was for.
Stepping onto the snowboard, Xiao Chenfeng activated his True Qi. The board beneath his feet vibrated, and he shot forward with incredible speed.
After Xiao Chenfeng left, the members of the Pei Family arrived and also began to search frantically through the snow.
Meanwhile, Lin Kuang was still sprinting, his gaze scanning the area.
Since Lin Kuang’s goal was the cliff, the search was not particularly difficult.
After more than half an hour, Lin Kuang found a cliff.
Looking at the precipice below and the verdant forest at its base, he could not help but marvel at the wonders of nature.
I’ll go down and take a look, see if I can find anything.
Lin Kuang left the edge and started making his way down the cliffside.
His luck seemed quite good. Within just a few minutes, he found a Snow Lotus, which made his heart leap with joy. But when he got closer to inspect it, he realized it was just an ordinary Snow Lotus, not the White Snow Lotus King.
However, Lin Kuang was not disappointed. Xue Danqing had told him that wherever Snow Lotuses grew, there was a chance of a White Snow Lotus King appearing. With this in mind, he continued his search along the steep cliff face.
There were quite a few Snow Lotuses on the cliff. Within half an hour, Lin Kuang had found no fewer than six, though they were all ordinary. Nevertheless, he did not lose heart, continuing his search as he climbed along the steep rock.
Gradually, Lin Kuang found more Snow Lotuses. This time, it was not just one, but several!
The one in the center was especially eye-catching—it was the size of a small basin, its pristine white petals swaying beautifully in the wind.
Seeing this cluster, Lin Kuang felt a surge of excitement. The largest one was very likely the White Snow Lotus King!
The flower of a White Snow Lotus King was several times larger than a normal one. Furthermore, a few smaller Snow Lotuses always grew around it, as if acting as its guards.
Excitedly, Lin Kuang approached the cluster.
He meticulously compared the flower to the illustrations Xue Danqing had given him. After a few minutes, an expression of immense joy spread across his face.
He was certain this was it—the White Snow Lotus King he had been searching for!
Brimming with excitement, Lin Kuang carefully reached out and snapped the stem of the magnificent White Snow Lotus King. He did not uproot it; after all, he had to leave the roots intact so it could grow again. If he had damaged the root, it would have been all over.
"Finally got one of them," Lin Kuang said with excitement, gazing at the White Snow Lotus King in his hand. "Now, for the Ice Silkworm."
Finding the Ice Silkworm would be ten, or even a hundred times more difficult than finding the White Snow Lotus King. Still, Lin Kuang didn’t care. Securing one of the two ingredients was a great start.
With the White Snow Lotus King in hand, Lin Kuang swiftly made his way back up the Snow Mountain. Opening his backpack, he took out a large box and carefully placed the White Snow Lotus King inside.
After closing the box, Lin Kuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He shouldered his backpack again and left to continue his search.
This time, however, he was truly searching without a destination. He was looking for the Ice Silkworm but had no idea where to begin. He only recalled Xue Danqing mentioning that the Ice Silkworm fed on the leaves of the Nethercold Zhe. However, he had no clue where this Nethercold Zhe grew. He only knew it was somewhere in the vast snowfield, which made finding it a daunting task.
Lin Kuang continued his search, lost in thought. Just then, a powerful sense of alarm erupted in his mind as the feeling of a lethal crisis washed over him.
Without a second thought, he instantly shot away from his position.
The very moment he leaped, a figure erupted from the snow right where he had been standing. A cold glint of sword light flashed, stabbing directly toward his heart.
Lin Kuang retreated quickly, but the blade still pierced his clothing and left a shallow scratch across his chest.
When he saw his attacker, his expression shifted. It was none other than Chen Fengyuan.
Chen Fengyuan had seen Lin Kuang Gathering Herbs on the cliff earlier but had chosen not to attack. The cliff was too steep, and he was not confident he could kill Lin Kuang there. Moreover, it would be disastrous if they both fell. Therefore, Chen Fengyuan had decided to lie in ambush in the snow, waiting for Lin Kuang to return.
Lin Kuang, lost in the joy of having found the White Snow Lotus King, had let his guard down. Otherwise, with his powerful Perception, he would have detected the hidden Chen Fengyuan.
Watching Lin Kuang dodge his attack, Chen Fengyuan’s face turned ugly. He had expected to kill Lin Kuang in a single blow. The fact that Lin Kuang had not only dodged the strike but also escaped with barely a scratch made his expression incredibly grim.
"You old bastard from the Chen Family, you’re courting death!" Lin Kuang roared, his eyes flashing with killing intent.
The next moment, the Nameless Sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed directly at Chen Fengyuan’s arm.
Chen Fengyuan was not surprised. He raised his longsword horizontally, blocking the attack.
CLANG! The piercing sound of metal on metal rang out as the two swords clashed, sending a tremor through both men’s arms.
Just then, with a flick of his wrist, Chen Fengyuan’s longsword suddenly bent. The tip snaked out, aiming fiercely for Lin Kuang’s wrist—his blade was also a Soft Sword