Chapter 004: The Mission of Yan Ziyao

We ... ... we talked about the greatest regret of your life ... ... '' The Golden Dragon struggled to recall the previous fragments, honestly stating.

In that moment, Huang Jinlong felt as if he had been trapped in a long, bewildering dream. The names Yan Ziyao, Xiang Wangshi, and the South and North Heavenly Gates seemed to have never appeared in his life. The dreams and aspirations that once felt within reach now appeared precarious and uncertain in an instant. The immense sense of loss and contrast made him unable to suppress the urge to cry out in anguish

The first martial artist to strike was pieced together with great effort. Although this individual displayed astonishing power, sending an entire bungalow flying with a single punch and exposing Huang Jinlong and Yan Ziyao to the open space, he was also the one who met the most tragic end. His entire body was shattered by the true energy rebounded from Yan Ziyao, and many parts of his body were burned away by the raging fire, leaving only remnants of bones

"Shut up, don't waste my time. The Ninefold Stars of the Fire Buddha, combined with the Twelve Sword Calamities of the Soul Control Sword and the Demon Square Ghost Brain, cannot be treated by an ordinary medical clinic. Huh..." Yan Ziyao gasped, "I can only use my Profound Ice Coffin to maintain my injuries. From now on, I can only be sealed in ice, unable to speak or utter a word. My injuries are too complex; there must be someone who can communicate with me without words to perform the rescue through the ice core. If there is any mistake, I will undoubtedly die."

The other two bodies hiding nearby were also dragged out from the grass by him. One of these individuals was the puppeteer controlling the Iron Sparrow, and the other was the spirit controller manipulating the Rolling Green Snake. He did not clearly see how these two were killed; he only found two blood holes at the center of their foreheads. Everything happened too quickly at that moment; he only caught a fleeting glimpse of a white shadow flickering, perhaps similar to how the Buddha of Fire was killed in the book, as Yan Ziyao used her flying technique to shoot out ice threads that penetrated the foreheads of these two unfortunate souls. Everything happened too quickly at that moment; he only caught a fleeting glimpse of a white shadow flickering, perhaps similar to how the Buddha of Fire was killed in the book, as Yan Ziyao used her flying technique to shoot out ice threads that penetrated the foreheads of these two unfortunate souls

Gently exploring the book of recommendations in his hands, Huang Jinlong felt a long-lost warmth ripple through his entire being. This familiar warmth suddenly evoked a sense of nostalgia within him. He paused slightly, slowly raising his head to look at the now unrecognizable summit of Liu Hua Mountain. At that moment, he realized that this warmth was a feeling he only experienced when thinking of his master. Although he had toiled for his master like a beast of burden for three whole years, deep down, he still held profound trust and respect for her, as he firmly believed that she would not let him down. At that moment, he realized that this warmth was a feeling he only experienced when thinking of his master. Although he had toiled for his master like a beast of burden for three whole years, deep down, he still held profound trust and respect for her, as he firmly believed that she would not let him down. Although his master had indeed disappointed him, the trustworthy aura she exuded still made him yearn for her immensely.

He finally found the aerial technician hiding at the top of the mountain, who had attempted to shoot him and his master. This person was completely covered in his own greenish-white claws, with two claw nails inserted into each of his eyes, presenting a most tragic sight.

"Mysterious Ice Well?" The Golden Dragon was momentarily taken aback, then realized that the Mysterious Ice Well might be the ice box where he had just been. He hurriedly picked up Yan Ziyao's rigid body and, stumbling, walked to the shattered ice box, placing her in the center.

However, what came into view made him roll his eyes and nearly faint: the painting depicted thirteen young men and women, all dressed in splendid attire, their smiling faces radiant, exuding an atmosphere of joy and celebration. Among them, he vaguely recognized Yan Ziyao, while three other girls each possessed their own charm. The remaining nine young men all carried themselves with grace, their appearances strikingly unique, each one possessing the potential to be Yan Ziyao's true love. Which one of them could truly be her heart's desire?

"Where did we leave off before the book?" Yan Ziyao asked in a faint voice

"Once my ice coffin is fully activated, the Xuanbing Well will send me into the secret well within the Six Flower Mountain. You... must erase all traces here. Do not let my enemies discover that I am hiding here," Yan Ziyao said with great difficulty. At this moment, the ice coffin had spread to her neck, and her complexion had become increasingly pale.

Master... he stood at the foot of the mountain, slowly turned around, and knelt down towards the mountain peak, bowing three times. "Disciple, I promise to find your beloved and bring him back to rescue you from the ice coffin"

"Uh, where was I?" The Golden Dragon felt a sudden daze; although the fierce battle and the great fire lasted for less than an hour, it seemed to him as if a century had passed. Just now, his conversation with his master felt like something from a past life.

Master, who is your beloved?" The Golden Dragon pounced onto Yan Ziyao's ice coffin, pressing its mouth against the icy surface, attempting to overcome the barrier of the profound ice to convey its concerns to her ear. However, this futile effort only caused its lips to become firmly stuck to the profound ice.

"Master, where should I go to find this person?" Huang Jinlong asked anxiously

However, at this moment, the ice coffin had already spread to Yan Ziyao's face, forever sealing her opportunity to respond

Stumbling down from Liu Hua Mountain, distancing himself from the site of the tragedy, Huang Jinlong gradually regained his senses from the sudden attack of the mysterious assassin. His numb mind began to awaken, and he started to reflect on his nonsensical master-disciple relationship with Yan Ziyao. After serving this young lady for three years, he had learned nothing at all, but instead had taken on a heap of troublesome tasks. The return on this investment was truly dismal. It felt like a complete waste of three years of his life. After serving this young lady for three years, he had learned nothing at all, but instead had taken on a heap of troublesome tasks. The return on this investment was truly dismal. It felt like a complete waste of three years of his life.

Ah—cough cough cough! The ice coffin suddenly plummeted rapidly into the deep well of Liuhua Mountain, which is connected to the Xuanbing Well. The golden dragon's lips were suddenly torn away from the ice surface, causing him to weep in pain. The surrounding soil surged up like seawater, thoroughly burying the Xuanbing Well and erasing all traces.

It took the entire night of the Golden Dragon to deal with the remains of those killers.

"Master, your great kindness and virtue..." Huang Jinlong wished to express his gratitude, but upon reflection, he truly could not think of any particular kindness the master had shown him, which left him in a difficult position. "Uh, do you have any further instructions?"

Oh, yes, the most regrettable thing is letting my beloved leave me, sigh. Yan Ziyao sighed deeply, filled with emotions.

He raised his hand and threw the torch into the pile of firewood next to the heap of corpses. He sighed softly, clasped his hands together, and murmured: "Esteemed predecessors, regardless of any grievances you may have had with my master, as we now enter the underworld together, let us at least make it a lively affair. As for the trivial matters of the mortal realm, you need not concern yourselves with them; instead, let us think about how to appease the little ghost judges and live well in the afterlife."

The shattered fragments of the dark ice on the ground flew up as if attracted by a magnet, reattaching themselves to Yan Ziyao's body. They slowly formed an ice core around her, covering her entire skin, gradually growing into an ice coffin resembling a silkworm cocoon.

"Master, you are so severely injured now; why don't we find a place to treat your wounds?" Huang Jinlong could not help but ask anxiously

I still need to find the master's old acquaintance among the nine slots. Who among these guys is trustworthy, and who is to be suspected? I have no idea about the * map * and the book. If I'm not careful, my life could be lost. The Golden Dragon, feeling dejected, fumbled with the portrait in his arms, only to discover a letter he had almost forgotten. "Right, the master said that with this letter of recommendation, I can be admitted to the South and North Heavenly Gate, the highest institution of the Forgetting Master. This... this is my ticket for a solitary escape! Having this treasure, serving the master for three years is worth it!" If I'm not careful, my life could be lost. The Golden Dragon, feeling dejected, fumbled with the portrait in his arms, only to discover a letter he had almost forgotten. "Right, the master said that with this letter of recommendation, I can be admitted to the South and North Heavenly Gate, the highest institution of the Forgetting Master. This... this is my ticket for a solitary escape! Having this treasure, serving the master for three years is worth it!"

This person must be someone who shares a deep connection with me, someone who knows what I am thinking without me having to say a word, someone who understands what is most beneficial for me and what is best for me. This person... is my beloved, I... At this moment, the ice coffin enveloping her has spread to her waist, sealing her left hand. She struggles to raise her right hand, takes out a scroll of a portrait from her bosom, and hands it to the golden dragon's hand, saying, "Follow... follow the portrait to... find him. I... I don't know... where he is now, but I... I think... he is very likely at the Heavenly Gate, the South and North Heavenly Gates." She struggles to raise her right hand, takes out a scroll of a portrait from her bosom, and hands it to the golden dragon's hand, saying, "Follow... follow the portrait to... find him. I... I don't know... where he is now, but I... I think... he is very likely at the Heavenly Gate, the South and North Heavenly Gates."

"Oh, oh, I remember," the Golden Dragon said eagerly, gripping the portrait.

Meanwhile, the mysterious ice wall surrounding the Golden Dragon completed its mission and shattered with a loud crash. He tumbled out of the ice box and rushed to the rigid figure of Yan Ziyao. In Yan Ziyao's mouth was a thin strand of ice, the other end of which was connected to the Fengchi acupoint at the back of the dead monk's neck. This thin strand of ice had already taken the life of this monk

"Master, there are nine senior uncles here, which one is yours..." Huang Jinlong exclaimed in a voice choked with emotion

"Well, I have a secret. If one day I suffer a fatal injury, this secret will be passed on to you. This secret will bring you peril and a lifetime of misfortune, but it is the truth that we must carry on. The - diagram - book is the fundamental reason for the survival of Tuzhou..." Yan Ziyao said, breathless.

"Peh," Yan Ziyao spat out the ice silk from her mouth and said in a faint voice, "Disciple, carry me to the Xuanbing Well."

"Wait! Master, let's wait until you recover before dealing with this secret. Rest assured, I, the Golden Dragon, will definitely bring your beloved to you and help heal your wounds." Upon hearing the nature of this secret, the Golden Dragon immediately had second thoughts. Clearly, the truth that must be passed down, the fundamental benefit for the survival of the Zhuozhou, could not outweigh the dangers of losing one's life and a lifetime of misfortune. As he spoke, he subconsciously opened the portrait that Yan Ziyao had given him, hoping to recognize the appearance of his beloved sooner and find her. Clearly, the truth that must be passed down, the fundamental benefit for the survival of the Zhuozhou, could not outweigh the dangers of losing one's life and a lifetime of misfortune. As he spoke, he subconsciously opened the portrait that Yan Ziyao had given him, hoping to recognize the appearance of his beloved sooner and find her.

I killed the six assassins they sent, but they also discovered my whereabouts. It is no longer safe here; you must leave quickly, go... go to Tianmen, the South and North Tianmen. Tell them that I will perish with these people, and be sure not to say that I am still alive. Also, although I haven't taught you any martial arts, I have imparted to you the secret to learning martial arts, and I have spent three years instilling in you a sufficient thirst for learning martial arts. I can finally say that your three years of service have not been in vain. " Yan Ziyao spoke in a disjointed manner.

Master, is there anything else you would like to remind me of?" the Golden Dragon asked anxiously

The bodies of Fang Guinao and Huo Fotuo were thrown by him onto the top of the pile of corpses. Looking at the bodies of these six Xiangwang Masters, Huang Jinlong suddenly felt a faint sense of disillusionment: he had always thought that the Xiangwang Masters were so carefree and powerful. It turned out that when they lost and fell, they could die so tragically. Why do people expend such great effort and make so many sacrifices to become Xiangwang Masters? Is there truly no one in this world who can forever escape the conflicts of the mortal realm and attain true freedom and ease? Why do people expend such great effort and make so many sacrifices to become Xiangwang Masters? Is there truly no one in this world who can forever escape the conflicts of the mortal realm and attain true freedom and ease?