Fairy Ziying left in a hurry, disappearing in an instant.
Yaohua stood there for a long time, still unable to figure out a solution. She sighed, gently stroking the body of her sword and feeling the familiar spiritual fluctuations. Her expression gradually became firm.
As long as she had her sword in hand, she wouldn't be afraid even if she encountered more dangers.
But... was the system that told her she could leave the ice field by killing the snow demon really reliable?
The snow demon was clearly invincible!
If she had shown her intention to kill the snow demon from the very beginning instead of accidentally hearing from the immortal how to kill him, she would surely have done her best to kill him. After finally making him die, she would have found that he was reborn.
The reborn snow demon would surely have a strong intention to kill her, and she would have been doomed.
Why did the system lie to her?
As if sensing her thoughts, the system's voice suddenly rang out, "As long as you kill the snow demon, you can leave the ice field."
"Do you have a grudge against him?" Yaohua couldn't help asking.
From the contact in the past few days, the snow demon didn't seem to be a heinous person. Why did the system insist on killing him?
The system was silent for a while. "Please trust the system."
"I've read some storybooks. The protagonists in many of them would have an all - knowing and all - powerful old man accompanying them as they grew up. But these old men were usually ancient great gods framed by villains. None of them were like you, feeding on demonic qi." The more Yaohua thought about it, the more suspicious she became. "Are you from the Demon Race?"
Otherwise, why did the system always exchange demonic qi with her?
The system didn't respond again. Yaohua didn't know if it was really in a deep sleep or just felt ashamed and didn't answer.
Anyway, Yaohua always thought it was not a good one, so she rarely used it. If it hadn't done her any harm over the years and she couldn't get rid of it, she would have cut ties with this guy long ago.
"Why are you standing here in a daze?" Scar came over.
Yaohua came back to her senses, still feeling a bit heavy - hearted.
Scar understood immediately when he saw her expression. "Missing home, right? It's an honor for us to be the guards of Lord Snow Demon. You should adapt as soon as possible."
Yaohua nodded without saying anything in defense.
Scar frowned. "What's that in your hand?"
"It's my sword." She explained casually. "When Lord Snow Demon brought me here, I accidentally left this sword in the palace. I just found it."
Scar nodded. "I see. No wonder you were so awkward when using the spear. You're actually good at using a sword."
The two of them returned to the group of palace guards together.
Yaohua felt the creepy gaze again. She casually glanced at the corner and saw that the immortal had opened his eyes at some point. He was staring straight at her with a strange smile on his face.
She always thought that the immortal was partly conscious and just pretended to be crazy to deceive the snow demon.
Could she find a way to leave the ice field from him?
In the following days, she continued to try to get close to the half - crazy immortal, but to no avail.
Soon, the fifteenth day of the lunar month came again, and the snow demon appeared in the palace once more.
"Welcome, my lord!" The palace guards bowed respectfully.
The snow demon stomped heavily on the floor with each step, exuding anger. The palace guards looked at each other, not knowing who had angered the lord.
Finally, the snow demon stopped in front of Yaohua and said in a chilling voice, "You did it on purpose!"
Shivering under the cold air, Yaohua pretended to be pitiful. "My lord, what are you talking about?"
Anger appeared on the snow demon's usually calm face for the first time. "You were bewitched and deliberately killed me!"
"Ah?" Yaohua looked blank and aggrieved. "But my lord, you're right here. How could you be dead?"
The palace guards were confused. They had developed feelings for Yaohua during this month. So Scar plucked up his courage and said, "My lord, is there some misunderstanding?"
When the snow demon turned into snow water that night, he understood Yaohua's intention for suddenly appearing. But trapped by the palace's formation, he could only appear on the fifteenth day of the lunar month.
Although he could be reborn with the power of ice and snow, he hated being used and deceived by others. So he came back to settle the score with Yaohua.
But Yaohua's and the palace guards' reactions made him waver.
Seeing him waver, Yaohua seized the opportunity and looked even more aggrieved and pitiful. "My lord, you saved me from the ice and snow. You've already been kind enough to me. Even if you take my life, I have nothing to say. But I don't want to be wronged. Please judge fairly!"
Just as the snow demon was about to be convinced, a strange laugh came from the side.
Yaohua looked up, and cold sweat broke out on her back.
Beside the snow demon was actually Zhaojun!
Zhaojun was in a bad state. His nose and mouth were bleeding. His body was tied up with ropes made of ice and snow, and his teeth were chattering with cold.
The snow demon asked in surprise, "Why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at this girl's audacity. She actually dared to deceive you!" Zhaojun showed a malicious smile at Yaohua. "Look, if she really had a pure heart, why would she carry that sword with her?"
The snow demon's gaze fell on the sword, and Yaohua knew something was wrong.
She heard Zhaojun say, "My lord, you don't know. There's spiritual power on that sword. This woman brought the sword here just to assassinate you!"
The snow demon snorted, picked up Yaohua directly, and threw her into a small room in the palace.
At the same time, her body was tightly bound by ice and snow ropes.
Zhaojun followed beside the snow demon, gloating at her.
The snow demon looked at him and shouted coldly, "Get in!"
Zhaojun was stunned and explained, "My lord, you should believe me now. I'm loyal to you. I even exposed this woman's evil intention for you. Can you let me go?"
The snow demon kicked him into the room and then left.
Inside the room, the two prisoners stared at each other.
"Tsk tsk." Zhaojun sized her up. "I thought you were so powerful, but you're locked up here."
"Do you still have the nerve to laugh at me?" Yaohua sneered. "You're good for nothing! You've fallen into my hands twice, and now you're imprisoned with me. What are you so proud of?"
Zhaojun got angry. "Shut up!"
If he hadn't suddenly spoken, Yaohua might have already deceived the snow demon and wouldn't have been trapped in the room.
Looking at Zhaojun, she found him extremely annoying and scolded, "Idiot!"
Zhaojun was furious. "At least I hurt the snow demon. What can you, a useless person, do?"
Then he directly broke the ice and snow ropes and attacked Yaohua.
Yaohua naturally wasn't willing to show weakness. She drew her sword and chopped off his head.
Zhaojun's head rolled on the ground, still wearing a smile on his face.
She suddenly became alert and felt annoyed. Zhaojun was immortal. Just now, while she was angry, he used demonic qi to bewitch her into killing him so that he could be reborn.
She had been careless and fallen into his trap!