Chapter 468: Chapter 161: The Mysterious Western Pole—Seeking Alliance with the Ice Race Through Marriage

Tang Nian was taken aback and said disrespectfully, "I’m a woman, why should I disguise myself as an old man to approach her? Besides, I have a lot to do.

Godfather, why not make her your little wife? I’ve heard people say that girl is quite pretty, exuding a difficult-to-tame wild beauty."

Li Yuan said, "That’s not impossible."

Tang Nian: ???

Li Yuan explained, "The Ice Race people are exclusionary. If I want to find the location of the Immortal Tomb, I must integrate into the Ice Race, and there’s nothing more efficient than becoming the man of an Ice Race woman."

Moreover, Li Yuan remembered that in the Ice River Chronicles, an Ice Race woman had even given birth to a child for the Sixth Grade of the Divine Wood Hall, indicating that Ice Race women’s bodies might be somewhat special.

In recent days, he also realized the downside of having too few family members, so he was also thinking of having more offspring.

With these few reasons combined, as long as the Ice Race woman wasn’t too ugly, he could accept it.

As for loss...

What loss does he have?

Could it be the loss of love?

Tang Nian said, "Godfather, then you should be the one to disguise as the old hunter..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Yuan raised his hand to interrupt her.

Li Yuan said, "No, I will play the old hunter’s son."

Tang Nian: Σ(°△°|||)︴...

Li Yuan said, "If she truly is an Ice Race person, and if things work out between us, I will try my best not to deceive her, at least... I don’t want to deceive her under someone else’s face."

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Several days later.

Cloud Mountain Path, in the west, a desolate mountain...

A pale-skinned girl was chopping wood under the sun in the mountains.

Her small face was delicate, with pupils showing a faint fiery red, carrying a cold and wild look.

Inside her tall body, there seemed to be a beast-like strength, as every swing of her axe "whoosh" split the wood apart.

Zhenyan Xue finished chopping the firewood, then stood up. Her flawlessly white feet were wearing shoes that didn’t fit at all as she walked toward a small stream in front of the door.

Upon reaching the stream, she suddenly knelt down in the lush green grass, her hands stroking the green grass, reaching out further to plunge her fingers into the gurgling water.

She looked somewhat odd, as if she were feeling the nature of heaven and earth.

What was just ordinary scenery to others, to her, appeared exceptionally beautiful, exceptionally different.

At this moment, a noise came from the mountain valley not far away.

Zhenyan Xue, like a beast drinking by the lake, swiftly turned her head, but when she saw the old man with a longbow and trident, her tensed form relaxed again. She called out, "Uncle..."

But after calling out "Uncle," she paused for a moment because she saw a young man following behind "Uncle."

The young man was also dressed in hunter’s attire, holding a firewood blade, closely following behind Uncle.

"Xiao Xue..."

The old hunter, speaking in a thick local accent, patted the young man’s shoulder and said, "This is my son, Wang Mu’Er. He lost money in the city and was brought back by me. From now on, he’ll live with us."

Zhenyan Xue stared coldly at the young man, speaking in a slightly strange accent, "Men who lose are the most disgraceful! Uncle told me about you. He said you were good at nothing, only at losing money!"

The old hunter was startled, quickly smoothing things over with a smile, "It’s all in the past now, all in the past. My son knows he was wrong, and from now on, he’ll live well with us.

By the way, Xiao Xue, didn’t you want to buy a pair of shoes that fit? I’ll have Mu’Er accompany you to buy them in the city."

Saying this, the old hunter fumbled out a money pouch from his bosom, shakily took out some copper coins, and handed them to the young man, "Make sure you buy a nice pair of embroidered shoes for Miss Xiao Xue!"

"Got it, Dad..." the young man bowed his head and said, "I was wrong in the past, and from now on, I’ll reform myself and live well! Miss Xiao Xue, let’s go."

"I don’t know you." Zhenyan Xue gave no face.

The old hunter laughed, "Xiao Xue, he’s my son... You didn’t know him before, but now you do, haha."

The young man said, "Embroidered shoes are very beautiful."

Zhenyan Xue hesitated, but after thinking for a moment, she said, "Alright then, I’ll go with you."

With that, the two walked shoulder to shoulder along the mountain path into the distance.

The old hunter sat by the stream, watching the young pair, tilted his head, sighed speechlessly, and muttered, "I’m really not used to seeing my godfather’s face and calling him son..."

In the distance...

Zhenyan Xue seemed to look down on wastefulness and walked quickly.

But even though she walked fast, the young man kept up with her completely.

As Zhenyan Xue continued walking, her ill-fitting shoes suddenly ripped with a "tear," from the shoe opening to the shoe tip.

This young man was naturally Li Yuan.

He hadn’t even changed his appearance and came just like that.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhenyan Xue gripped her shoes with two toes and continued hurrying along, looking very stubborn.

Li Yuan looked at the "600~610" floating beside Zhenyan Xue with great interest.

This was good data for someone in the Sixth Grade, but Zhenyan Xue didn’t seem like someone who had cultivated a cultivation skill, just that her body was very strong.

This wasn’t the kind of muscular strength where muscles bulge out, but a natural resilience where even a spear couldn’t pierce through...

This special feeling made Li Yuan more convinced that this girl was an Ice Race person.

Suddenly, Li Yuan quickened his pace.

Zhenyan Xue was taken aback for a moment, then gritted her teeth and followed his pace.

After a while...

The air echoed with another crisp "tear" sound.

The other side of the shoe was ripped too.

Zhenyan Xue kicked off her shoes, revealing her snow-white feet as she stepped onto the ground.

Li Yuan abruptly stopped his stride.

Zhenyan Xue held her head high, her pretty face skyward, unwilling to concede or admit defeat, though... she also acknowledged that the uncle’s son in front of her wasn’t so useless.

In the next moment, Li Yuan suddenly sat down, then, under Zhenyan Xue’s surprised gaze, took off his boots and handed them to her, saying, "My mom said, never let women suffer. Here, you wear the shoes."